peeta_bread: (Beetee's plan)
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[Peeta's trying to ignore the politics as best as he can, really. It's depressing to think that this world may not be as great as he thought it was. It's evening when he turns on the video, right after supper. He has a bit of white paint on his cheek.

He smiles at the camera.
] I've met a lot of artists here. Are there anymore out there?

[He moves the locket so that it's pointing to a canvas. Painted on it is a very realistic painting of the moon, lovely and lonely-looking against a dark sky.] I've been working on this one today.

[He returns the camera to his face, looking troubled.] Do you think this world is better? Or worse? Or just different?

[He doesn't seem to want to offer up his own opinion, and closes the locket.]
peeta_bread: (being mentored)
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[Peeta's found his way to the kitchens, and is currently cooking up a batch of cookies. He stands near the oven, holding his locket so he can talk while he's bored.]

How long has everyone been here? I've only been here a few days, but it's been interesting, to say the least. A little calmer than home. Oh! Hold on.

[He puts on oven mitts and opens the oven, taking out a batch of cookies. He smells them, smiling. He puts it down to let them cool and picks up the locket.]

There's nothing better than fresh-baked cookies. Except maybe fresh-baked bread. If anyone wants any-

[The camera shakes and he makes a surprised noise. A fairy is pulling at his hair, if you can make it out. Peeta grabs a cookie and throws it at the fairy. The fairy falls to the counter with the cookie and stops to sniff it. The fairy actually bites into it, and Peeta turns his locket on the fairy curiously, showing it eating. He turns it back to his face.]

Huh. Interesting. It seems to have calmed down.
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( Clary is in the middle of nowhere. Somehow, she's been transported to a place she clearly doesn't want to be. She woke up in the middle of the night to a sound, an absolutely terrible one. And, being who she is, she decided to investigate. Caer Scima is weird, and kind of freaky, in a way that reminds her of places she's not altogether cool with. Fairies, still not cool, never going to be cool. But when she goes to check out the weird noise, when she goes to fix it... Bam. Just. Bam. Middle of the forest. Not really sure where. But it's dark, and there are a lot of noises she's not cool with, and she's pretty unarmed. She has her stele, which only sort of works here, and that's it. )

So... Anybody else... I dunno, randomly planted in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night for no reason? Because I'm kinda up the creek without a paddle... ( HELP 8( ) I seriously have... No idea, whatsoever, where I am. And it's too dark to see anything... So I'm not going to try to get out. Not until morning. But if there's anyone who recognizes my surroundings - ( She waves her locket around, but it's a pretty random location. Basically just looks like any other stretch of woods. )

I'd send up a flare, but, unfortunately? Don't have one.