The Rumors Spread like Wild Fire

Seneca has a big day today. He had woken up early this morning. He'd actually only gotten about two hours of sleep. The final arrangements were being made on the arena. The areas and everything else were going up without a hitch. He had, had items made to sell to the general public. They had not gone on sell yet. No they would not go on sell until the reapings were done. That meant they wouldn't be on sell until the tributes were already on the trains heading this way. The reapings he was sure had just ended. He had not gotten the chance yet to watch them all. It was a matter of having to be at the President's side before he was to make his rounds to the theater. This years games was going to make all the headlines that he could possibly have it make. He knew the tributes from the career districts would not let him down. There would be blood and that would be the only fresh color on the arena floor once all was said and done. He smirked to himself as Snow talked into his ear.

He gave a nod or two to Snow and then smiled at the roses. "Do you mind if I take one of these with me President Snow. I think it will compliment my attire for my interview today." Snow nodded his head and he had a white rose sitting in he breast pocket by the time he left the Presidents manor. All was calm since the victor of last years games had left but it was time for this years games to get underway. He walked into the dressing room he was provided and finished making himself presentable for the interview that he was to do. A smile came over his face as the lights rose and he waited for his cue to enter. He like Caesar very much and the man had a knack for making him completely comfortable when they were doing these things.

He walked up onto the stage and gave Caesar the usual greetings. He sat down with his right leg crossed over his left and waited for the questions that Caesar was going to ask of him. Dressed in his usual red and black he looked dashing next to the green suit that Caesar was wearing. A perfect compliment to eachother. As the question was asked he began to speak. "Well yes the colors we are using are muted. After all the usual look of the colors we are using are bright and welcoming. This arena is not supposed to be all that welcoming you know. Of course you also know I can't give away to much." He let out a chuckle as the audience laughed with him. He turned to look at Caesar ready for the next round of questions that were bound to come.

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