Make an Impression {Monday/Alaric} Blitz

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Parties were never really my style. Regardless, I decided that I might as well attend, so as to keep up my good reputation as a career trainer and District citizen. If I was noticed enough to be invited to President Snow's birthday party, clearly I wasn't just one of the average, overlooked citizens. I was much better than that. Then again, I knew that already. Although, not everyone else did. That was why I'd be attempting to socialize today. I needed to spread my influence.

Deciding to make my way around the outskirts of the tea party so as to avoid major crowds of people, I eventually spotted a boy on his own, not too much younger than myself, but likely still of reaping age. He appeared as if he were wealthy, as most of the people attending this particular event did. Although, his wealth wasn't what mattered right then. I needed to make an impression with the younger generation. The reapables.

"Hello, sir," I said to him. To be entirely honest, I wasn't quite sure why I had referred to him as 'sir'. Perhaps it would flatter him, though. If he felt good about the situation, that could definitely help me get somewhere with it. "Would you mind chatting for a bit?"

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ALARIC ELFER

We are all broken,

but because of him I am beautifully sewn.

Alaric Elfer was never really too interested in large-scale social events like the one he was currently attending. If it were up to him he'd be back home at district one. However, he didn't make this decision. His parents made the decision. They wanted to use him. If he made connections as instructed he could get sponsors during games or his parents could use him for the connections later in life. So here he was, at a large-scale party in the richest place in the nation, the capitol.

Alaric normally managed to calm himself by thinking of his power. His family's influence and wealth. However, the sixteen year old very well knew he could easily been the poorest and weakest person in the room. He was surrounded by victors, murderers. The capotalites could likely buy and sell his entire family ten times over if they wanted and it wouldn't put a dent in their savings. This made him feel a little uncomfortable, his source of confidence was gone when he needed it the most. He knew this is how it would feel if he was reaped.

He pushed this train of thought out of his mind as his icy blue gaze fell upon a girl. She looked a little older than him. She was obviously a rich, but not a capitolite. She wasn't eccentric looking enough. This means he was likely around his wealth level which made him feel better. "Sir". He had been called "sir". Which made him feel even better. He spoke confidently, how you would expect a career to speak, "Hello, I would enjoy speaking with you very much. My name is Alaric Elfer. I am from district one. What about yourself, miss?" 

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When I got a little bit closer to the boy, I could tell he was a bit younger than I had initially thought. As I was twenty-one years of age, I could tell that there was quite an age gap. Regardless, that wouldn't keep me from speaking to him. He politely introduced himself as Alaric Elfer from District One. In response, he had called me 'miss' and asked where I was from. The boy had very good manners, which was a sign to me that he was raised well.

"I'm Monday Daidom," I told him. "I'm a career trainer from District Two," I explained. I assumed that this boy was a career, as he seemed to me, for some reason, like he was. Perhaps it was the wealth he appeared to have, or simply the fact that he was in my presence at the Capitol. There weren't nobodies at the Capitol. Everyone invited to Snow's party had some sort of purpose.

"Do you train?" I asked him. I figured I'd start out with an easier question before I tried to delve in any further into who this boy was.

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ALARIC ELFER

We are all broken,

but because of him I am beautifully sewn.

Alaric wasn't going to lie to her. He was a horrible liar. However, he would stretch the truth. Her being a trainer met a possible sponsorship in future games. it also meant he had to seem excited to become a cold-blooded murder. So he did have to stretch the truth quite a bit. He cleared his throat, "I'm a career, as a result I train frequently. This is because I'm excited to one day fight for my family's honour in the great pageant that is the hunger games. I want to be well-prepared for when I achieve the rank of 'victor'."

Despite his overly-confident attitude he did show signs of nervousness. The most prominent was his fiddling with his family's ring. Normally this wouldn't be noticable. However, the ring was large, shiny, and impossible to miss. He didn't realize the trainer could very likely see the ring.

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Young Mr. Elfer answered my question as any good career would be trained to. He said that he trained a lot, that he wanted to fight for his 'family's honor' in the Games, and come back victorious. It was like a pre-recorded speech with careers. I'd said a similar batch of words so many times myself. Except, the thing was, I actually meant it, and I had the suspicion that Alaric Elfer didn't. He seemed to be fidgeting with a ring that was on his finger, and I had taken notice.

"You seem nervous," I stated. I didn't say more than that. I just wanted him to know that I'd noticed. He had seemed to think that I wasn't observant enough to pick up on it. Unfortunately for him, I was. I've always been quite observant. Years of training had sharpened my senses, after all.

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ALARIC ELFER

We are all broken,

but because of him I am beautifully sewn.

Alaric's parents knew someone might pick up on his nervousness. They knew their son was a very nervous boy at times, no matter how much they shouted at him to calm down. So, they told him exactly what to say if his nervous behaviour was noticed. They gave him a script to memorize before leaving in case situations like this happened. He memorized it of course to make his parents happy.

They had carefully picked every word within the phrase he was about to speak. He remained confident. He cleared his throat as he began to speak, "I am nervous for obvious reasons. I'm a sixteen year old from a prominent family. My parents have no other children, no other possibility for an heir. I'm here to keep my family in good graces. But in this room are the most powerful people in all of Panem. Most people in my position would be intimidated.'

He used the word intimidated for a reason. For him it simply projected nervousness. However if he said scared that showed a weakness. His parents had warned him how easily a weakness could be exploited. They wanted him to be able to use people, but they knew people could easily use their son while he was there. So they used intimidated.

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The boy I was speaking to snapped back at me, but it didn't surprise me or catch me off guard at all. I was used to people like this. In fact, for years I dealt with Flynn. I knew what dangerous people were like, and this kid wasn't one of them. He was far from it. He just wanted to make a good impression. With me, however, he was just coming off as a child.

He insisted that anyone in his position would be intimidated, and I was tempted to tell him about Andy. Perhaps I should. It would be one way to scare him off. Or at least, maybe it would.

"You remember the 72nd Games? There was a boy from Two. His name was Andesite Obsidian, and all he did was act confident and try to make good impressions to make the man who took care of him happy." I didn't usually use Andy as an example, but now seemed like the time. "When he was reaped for the Games, his confidence didn't pay off. He died first, and the man who took care of him was full of rage. No matter how confident Andesite was, nor how much he tried to make the man, Flynn, look good, he still died, and Flynn was still disappointed. There's no point in being a fake, if that's what you're doing."

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ALARIC ELFER

We are all broken,

but because of him I am beautifully sewn.

He listened to her story. Alaric desperately tried to remember who he was. but he could only remember the victor. The other twenty-three tributes died in obscurity. The similarities made him feel sick, but he didn't let on. He remained confident looking. In his mind he tried to word together for once she finished.

Alaric's voice was even stronger than before as he spoke, "I don't know if I will ever be reaped. I'm sixteen years old so I still have a lot of chances to be reaped or to volunteer. If I ever get reaped I can promise you I WILL win. I WILL live. It's not for my parents. It's for a guy back in district one actually. I know if I ever get picked I'll make sure to come back and see him one more time. And I have every confidence that if he ever gets reaped he'll come back too." He didn't mention the guy likely didn't feel the same about him.

Alaric wasn't playing with his ring anymore. He seemed confident in his victory. He seemed completely in control the situation. But in the inside he was freaking out. He was worried she could still he tell he was faking. Or maybe she could tell he was insecure about if he would actually win.

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Young Mr. Elfer was an interesting one. He was quite confident, too. When he mentioned how old he was, though, I laughed. If he didn't think he could get reaped at sixteen when he likely wasn't ready, he was crazy. Andesite had been chosen out of all of Distirct Two at the age of fourteen, and no one came to his rescue to volunteer for him. Alaric had even bothered to mention that he wouldn't be fighting for his parents, but for a guy back in District One. At this, I smirked. It didn't matter who someone was fighting for. They could still die just as quickly as anyone else.

"Alright, then. Since you're that confident, tell me, how much have you actually done strategic training? Not weapons. Not survival. Strategy. Logic. Figuring out what the best thing to do is in certain situations."

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ALARIC ELFER

We are all broken,

but because of him I am beautifully sewn.

Alaric was surprised when she didn't leave the matter alone. Was she actually trying to piss him off? Well if so it was working.

She had mentioned strategy. And he was fairly strategic when it came to chess, "I used to have a best friend. He taught me chess. He taught me strategies. He also taught me how chess strategies could be applied to the Hunger Games. I still remember them. Before he passed on, he didn't have time to teach me every possible strategy, but he taught me enough."

The "best friend" he spoke of was actually his brother. However, he wasn't allowed to mention his older brother. He was scared of getting reaped and eventually ran away. When confronted by peacekeepers he resisted arrest and was killed. His parents saw that as a disgrace. Because of this, he wasn't allowed to mention him. Alaric was to pretend he had always been an only child.

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It was interesting to me that the boy from One decided to connect chess strategies that his best friend had taught him with strategies for the Hunger Games, when the two things were both very different in how they were played. Regardless, at least someone had taught him a little bit of logic, if nothing else. I smirked slightly when he told me this, but I stayed quiet for a moment, not telling him what was on my mind. About a full minute passed of the two of us just standing there before I broke the silence.

"Well, I hope that if you end up in the Games that your friend's advice treats you well," I told him. I wasn't sure if this was entirely honest or not. Did I want the kid to survive if he went into the Games? I wasn't sure if I really cared one way or another.

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ALARIC ELFER

We are all broken,

but because of him I am beautifully sewn.

He was relieved the matter was dropped, but he still had a mission. A mission to gain contacts. A mission that he couldn't fail if he wanted his parents happen. A mission that could still be completed.

They had to get along. His parents would get mad if he ended up getting s trainer upset with him. In order to do this a subject change was required as well as an apology from him. He gave her a gentle smile, "I am sorry if I disrespected you in any way. I didn't mean to. Changing the subject, are you enjoying the event?"

Alaric tried to get her to go back to having a nice time. If he could manage that then the connection would be made and his parents would be proud.

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I didn't expect the apology I received from Alaric Elfer. It was surprising, really. He told me that he was sorry if he disrespected me. I appreciated the apology, to be completely honest, and there aren't a lot of things in life that I truly appreciate. I suppose apologies after someone disrespects me is one of them. Although, no disrespect in the first place would have been even better.

"No worries," I told him with a smile on my face. The smile was fake, but it was really hard for anyone to tell. I doubted that he'd pick upon it. I was appreciative of his apology, but that didn't mean I was in a good enough mood to smile. Soon after he apologized, he changed the subject and asked me how I was liking the event. I allowed the subject change, not trying to fight it. I then decided that I may as well answer his question.

"I'd say I'm enjoying it, yes." I told him this as I smoothed out my dress with my hands. "What about yourself?"

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ALARIC ELFER

We are all broken,

but because of him I am beautifully sewn.

Monday accepting his apology was a good start on their hopeful friendship. He nodded when she said she was having a nice time. 

"I'm having a good time myself. With my suit jacket on it's a little warm in here, but it could be worse. The party is quite extravagant and absolutely lovely. You dress is lovely as well, I enjoy the purple." He seemed to be kissing up to the Capitol, but he didn't want to get in trouble for seemingly insulting the Capitol. That could get him in lots of trouble.

Now that they were getting along, he wanted her to think of him as a gentleman. Alaric didn't think she would assume he was trying to flirt, but if she did all he would have to do is bring up Albaric. Or he could just say he is totally 100% homosexual.

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I received a response from Alaric telling me that he was having a good time at the event as well. That was good. Whether or not he was lying, it didn't really matter. If you were in the Capitol, it was kind of mandatory that you talk very highly of the Capitol. For me, it wasn't all that difficult, as I'd always wanted to visit the Capitol. It was just such an appealing idea of a place to me, ever since I was little.

The District One boy proceeded to compliment me on my dress, which was nice of him. I liked dressing up rather nicely when I could. I had the money for it, having made a lot from training careers who wanted to go into the Games. Some of them I even trained starting as young as five years old. Although, five year olds have a lot of trouble holding most of the heavier weapons, like an axe or a sword, which is why they typically begin with a knife or hand-to-hand combat, along with survival and logic skills.

"Thank you! It's quite nice, isn't it? It's from a Capitol fashion designer, Hephaestus Gair. He does great work. I'm sure they sell some of his clothing in One, as well. You'd just have to take a look." I was actually starting to get along with this boy, which seemed quite odd, given the previous conversation.

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