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Spewing out too many words since November 2003
fernwithy
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Ask the OCs
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sonetka From: sonetka Date: March 12th, 2015 03:49 am (UTC) (Link)
Duronda -- maybe I'm asking a little too much here, but do you have any happy memories of a particularly happy time with your daughter, maybe when she was a young child?
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 12th, 2015 04:19 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh, it's not too much at all. Before Sheba figured things out -- before she noticed that she didn't look like anyone around her, before she realized what sort of man Glass was and that he was her... well, "father" is too grand a word.

At any rate, when she was small, she was a delightful little girl, and my only constant companion out there in the Village. We picked flowers and fed the geese. She played with little Haywood Everdeen sometimes -- that's Misty and Effrim's boy. After her fourth birthday party, when they'd gone home and it was just us again, we sat out on the green and she made a mess of putting flowers into my braid. It took me days to get out the tangles completely, but she was just so proud of herself.

She didn't really start becoming sour until she realized she was different. Glass never enlightened her about anything, mainly because I threatened to castrate him if he so much as breathed in her direction. It was when she got to school. There was the fact that she had light brown hair (I guess I must have some merchant blood somewhere for that to happen, though I'll be damned if I know where), not like Seam or Town kids. Mostly it was a teacher who kept asking who her father was. I always taught her that she didn't really have one. That bitch kept pressing until Sheba was in tears, and I had to tell her that it wasn't a happy story and I didn't want her thinking about it... which might not have been smart, since she took that to mean that I hated her. I never did figure out how to fix that.
sonetka From: sonetka Date: March 12th, 2015 08:05 am (UTC) (Link)
Depressing to know that those sorts of teachers are still around, though maybe not as depressing as the rest of that world!
beceh From: beceh Date: March 12th, 2015 04:37 am (UTC) (Link)
Misty, what's your favourite thing about Effrim?
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 12th, 2015 05:01 am (UTC) (Link)
His eyes. Definitely. They're this really bright blue, even more than most of the merchant kids, and he has really black lashes around them, and it's like they just...

Um.

That's not what you meant, is it?

I like that he's adaptable. I guess that sounds kind of boring, but it's true. Whatever lands on him, he just kind of figures it out, makes whatever changes he has to in whatever he was planning, and goes right on.
From: (Anonymous) Date: March 12th, 2015 10:31 am (UTC) (Link)

Effrim's dad

What do you think about the war at this point in time? Necessary evil or fatal mistake? What do you see as the best case scenario for the future of your family and district?
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 13th, 2015 01:30 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Effrim's dad

Oh, it was necessary all right -- you can't let a government stand if it's pulling people in off the street to hang on television. The original tax issues, we could have negotiated, and probably it was a mistake to have riots instead of representatives, but once the reprisals started, there was no choice.

I just think we should have pitched Thirteen while we were at it and set up an independent nation. Let Thirteen and the Capitol duke it out with each other. I'm tired of being anyone's proxy.
From: (Anonymous) Date: March 12th, 2015 10:40 am (UTC) (Link)

Pappy Angus

What advice would you have given Haymitch about District 13 if you were able?

How do you feel about being pappy to everyone in District 12?
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 13th, 2015 01:38 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Pappy Angus

Well, the boy's no one's fool, so I don't know how much advice I'd need to give him. From the looks of things, they got themselves in a right fix, worse than I was in. The only thing I'd tell him is what I'm pretty sure he knew: Put those crazy bastards on a short leash and start making laws to make sure that leash stays short, no matter what noises they're making about being the voice of the goddamned people. The goddamned people can speak for themselves, if you give them a good representative system, is all I'm saying. They don't need the Mayor of Thirteen (or president, or whatever thing she's calling herself) to put words in their mouths.

And hell, I can't really keep track of whose pappy I actually am. I had six kids, thirty grandkids, and I don't know how many great-grandkids. I lost count around sixty-three. I may as well be everyone's pappy. It's easier than keeping track.
From: (Anonymous) Date: March 12th, 2015 11:55 pm (UTC) (Link)

Willow at work as usual wants:

Linden, describe a relationship you have formed with a capitloite AND for contrast, someone from one of the other divisions.

Sirius, whichever one, describe doing some kind of prank.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 13th, 2015 01:57 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Willow at work as usual wants:

[Linden]Well, once I actually got to meet people (other than the Games people), things were a little different. I met some of Jack's friends in the Capitol after the war -- sponsors, fans, his flight instructor. The flight instructor's kind of a hoot -- he wears his hair shellacked back in what I think is meant to look windblown, but actually looks like a shark fin. His name's Maximus, and he always jokes that he's so short he should be called Minimus. He took me up once on Jack's favorite training flight around the city, and told me about everything. The Capitol is a beautiful city, truly, and I was grateful for the tour. Max is alone most of the time, so we've developed a habit of calling each other on holidays, just so we can say we've talked to someone.

For other districts? The most obvious is Jo's young man, Gale. He's a very intense creature, and District Twelve is... well, a little backward about some things. They're doing their best. Gale amuses me, because he's so worldly-wise about so many things, then he gets completely sideswiped by the simplest notions. Clothes, for instance. He can't wrap his head around clothes that don't exist to be functional, unless they're dress uniforms, and even those, he considers silly. (This from a guy who was in an assistant bird costume in the propos. But he can't wrap his head around it, and has actually taken to asking my advice when he needs to shop for functions, since I got some secondhand experience with men's high fashion.)

[Sirius]Hmm, what haven't I already bragged about? Oh, when Snivelly started coming around Number Twelve, I hexed the kitchen door to insult him. It was lovely, but Dumbledore wasn't pleased, so I had to break the hex.
From: (Anonymous) Date: March 13th, 2015 02:32 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Willow at work as usual wants:

Yayyy!

A very happy Willow
From: queen_bellatrix Date: March 13th, 2015 09:46 am (UTC) (Link)
If you're still amenable to doing these:

Mimi, what was it about Haymitch on his victory tour that made you like him so much when you met in the Capitol? Especially: considering how quickly things/people are forgotten in Capitol media/culture, what drew you in enough to deliberately seek him out at the next games?

And if I can copy Willow and entirely switch fandoms: to any of the Smeltings staff who would care to answer, what were the circumstances of your most/one of your most memorable Muggle-born rescues?
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 13th, 2015 01:21 pm (UTC) (Link)
[Mimi]It's going to sound very silly, I'm sure, but it's that he tried to wheedle answers from me about the show, and had theories about what was going to happen. Most people asked if I was sleeping with Valerian, or complained about things, or just went... well, there's an awkwardness with people who you've never met, but they think they know you because you're in their living rooms every week. It's like you're both an untouchable goddess and a thing that belongs to them. (The typical phrasing of this is, "You wouldn't have career if people like me didn't pay for your stuff!") Instead, Haymitch joked with me and seemed genuinely interested in what I said. His guesses were better stuff than the writers had in mind. He didn't brag about his Games (Brutus had, the year before) or do anything particularly bombastic. It was like we were two normal people. So I got a little crush, which I indulged by learning everything I could, and I finally got it through my thick skull that literally buying time with a boy was gross. I felt... better. Like I grew up a little for real. And I couldn't wait to see him again and have one of those silly conversations where we were on even footing.

[Anna]Well, we couldn't very well storm in, much in the manner of John Wayne, as a character on Alan's new favorite show put it. We had to be low key. Roger was able to fabricate Smeltings acceptances for ten boys (and Remus did something I don't understand to keep people from paying attention to that), but the girls were more problematic, since we didn't have an easy place to put them. It would have been a bit too noticeable if Smeltings had suddenly changed a century of policy. Too many eyes on us. So rescuing the girls was always dicey. I ended up working with some of the younger rebels for that, particularly Oliver Wood, for the people he couldn't pass off as Quidditch transfers. There was a young woman who worked for his team, who had a good head for numbers, and I decided I could pretend she was my new assistant. We got to her at just about the last minute -- he actually had to magic me out, because the Death Eaters were at the door! Anyway, I was still dizzy from that mode of transport (I don't envy people who do it all the time), but we'd landed quite in the middle of a crowded beach. People were staring at us, and I suddenly had to improvise a whole scene about being a magician, and how she was my assistant, and she'd been so terrible in the build-up to the trick that no one knew we were doing a show!
From: (Anonymous) Date: March 15th, 2015 11:47 pm (UTC) (Link)

If you're still doing these...

If so, I'd like to make an obscure request: I've just been rereading your meme about Tonks's school friends, and noticed that Daffy's the son of a muggleborn and a squib. Could either or both of them tell about how they met?
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 15th, 2015 11:50 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: If you're still doing these...

That's so obscure I've actually changed it since!
From: (Anonymous) Date: March 17th, 2015 08:11 am (UTC) (Link)

A bit late to the party...

Sorry if I'm too late for this or it's been asked before...

Aquila Grant - What is your opinion on what happened with the revolution?
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 17th, 2015 07:35 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: A bit late to the party...

To be honest, I was not shocked or even mildly surprised. It's a very rare revolution that doesn't end up eating itself from the inside out. You have to have exactly the right combination of people, with the right temperaments, if you're going to avoid it. It can be done, but it's difficult. I'm sorry it was allowed to go so far that the poor Everdeen girl had to commit an assassination to put the brakes on it, but luckily, after she did it, Heavensbee was able to manage the aftermath and spin it into something workable.

He should have done it much earlier. The executions of Capitol staff never should have happened, and Alma Coin should have been deposed by the rebellion the minute the bombs fell. (No, I don't believe that the upper echelons didn't know. They'd have to.)
From: (Anonymous) Date: March 25th, 2015 08:19 pm (UTC) (Link)

To Juliana Dorrance

Did you ever meet up with Duronda again, as either tribute, Victor, or mentor?

-- Tom
From: (Anonymous) Date: March 25th, 2015 08:21 pm (UTC) (Link)

Juliana Dorrance

Did you ever meet up with Duronda again, as tribute, Victor, or mentor?

-- Tom
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: March 26th, 2015 02:55 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Juliana Dorrance

I did. I was among the first escorts -- I worked with District Seven -- and I saw Duronda at quite a few Games, though Glass didn't like her talking to other escorts, and often interrupted us. He even reported me to the Gamemakers once for straying too far afield of my own district, which ultimately led to me losing that job.

We did manage to grab dinner a few times over the years and show each other pictures of our children, though I had to sponsor Twelve to get the time. She told me once that I was hardly the only one to trade sponsorships for time. I didn't know what she meant when she said it.

Eventually, that big chip she always carried on her shoulder got in the way, and she only saw people in the Capitol who she had to see. We lost touch. I was very sorry to hear of her passing. What a strange accident! Why on earth was she climbing trees at our age? I stopped sponsoring after that, because I had no particular desire to meet the little drunkard who replaced her, though I later heard good things about him.

When the Everdeen girl came around, I thought she might be related to Effrim, so I took to sponsoring Twelve again.
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