Kobe Bryant (probablydead) wrote in colosseum, @ 2013-12-22 20:20:00 |
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Catalina Dormouse's heels clicked against the wooden planks that led up to the Felucca family lighthouse. She stopped, hands on her hips, and looked up at the building, still unlit during the daytime. In its way, the lighthouse was every bit as charming and rustic as the Skipjack ship (boat), but… "Kind of phallic, isn't it?" she said to the Avox cameraman trailing a few steps behind her. The Avox shrugged, unable to weigh in decisively one way or another. Catalina shook her head and tucked a nonexistent stray hair back into her towering beehive. "We'll have to come back to get some shots of it at night, of course!" she added, straightening, the moment of doubt already long behind her. "I'm sure it's just gorgeous all lit up." Cisco and Marina Felucca were nothing but accommodating, and Catalina could see the family resemblance. Attractive tributes came from attractive stock, apparently. Both of Marlin's parents were both tan and athletic, his father every bit as muscular as his son, and his mother with familiar, dark eyes and a serious brow. They took the whole Capitol camera crew up to the top of their lighthouse, with its oil and lenses, and its breathtaking views of the water and the rest of District 4. Catalina looked around, a gleaming grin on her face. The salty breeze reminded her of the candles in her favorite spa in the Capitol. This would be an excellent place to film the interview. "Are your other children camera-shy?" she asked expectantly, remembering the Skipjacks' bright-eyed brood of future volunteers. Cisco laid his hand on his wife's shoulder and shook his head. "No," he said. "We don't have any others. Just Marlin." "Marlin was very young when he decided he would volunteer," Marina elaborated. "We didn't like the idea at first, since he's our only one and we do just fine, but it was his dream." "And he can do it," Cisco added forcefully. "Just look at how he's doing. Taking care of himself, and the girl too. We taught him that." Catalina felt the temptation to purse her painted lips, but she couldn't on camera, regardless of how much would be cut later. She hadn't expected Marlin Felucca's family to be so grim. That was what you got in the outlying districts without any real shot at winning, and she'd been assigned District 4. "You sound so proud!" On the train back to the Capitol, the crew sorted through the interview footage. They had stayed late in District 4, collecting extra interview footage with Marlin's peers. Catalina couldn't have been so blessed to have two families like the Skipjacks, but at least there were plenty of pretty girls willing to go on camera and tell all of Panem how much they wanted Marlin to come home. "Cut out the blonde with the freckles," Catalina ordered, crossing her arms as an Avox rearranged thumbnails on the screen for her. "She wasn't very kind about poor Dory, was she?" With a swipe of the Avox's hand, the girl's face tumbled away. "Put the lighthouse last," she decided. "Lit up. I'm sure we can edit some of the footage of his parents to say it's guiding him home. That's very poetic." |