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[caroflower]

Caro hasn't been real thrilled with mentoring so far. But that's mostly because she ended up with a real lemon of a Tribute. Maybe in a decade or so, she'll get a decent one. In the meantime, she's decided not to waste any more effort helping a kid who clearly doesn't want her help. So she washes her hands of the whole thing and spends the rest of training actually making use of her time. Which includes having lunch with Luigi Largo again, among other things.

And now it's the morning of the start of the Hunger Games. Caro doesn't even bother to herd her Tribute up to the roof as is traditional. Instead, she snags a donut and just heads for the mentor room. Might as well get used to the equipment and all. Before she goes and sits down, however, she spies Murphy over at District 3's station. Might as well say hello, right? Oh please. Caro's been looking forward to seeing them for weeks. She ambles up behind Murphy, but not close enough to be accidentally threatening.

Scotty leans around Murphy and says, "Good mornin', lass! Ye're here early." And then he slides around Murphy to engulf Caro in a hug. Which... she wasn't expecting it exactly, but she knows Scotty well enough to not be surprised even a little.

"Good morning to you too, Scotty." It comes out a little muffled. After a moment, he lets go of her and she grins at him.

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[illdrinktothat]

"Clown." Walter repeats, frowning down at the large facepaint handprint now on the back of his pants. Joker just looks up at him innocently while Caro cracks the fuck up against him.

He's not drunk enough for these shenanigans yet.

Walter tries - tries being the keyword - to settle into his chair at his station. Joker's not anywhere near done, though. Walter's chair is out of arm's length... but not out of the range of his stupidly long legs. Joker manages to tug Walter's chair over with his foot and then proceeds to just lay his legs across his lap. "Comfortable?" Walter grumbles, mostly good-naturedly.

Joker just beams back at him cheerfully.

Goddamn clown.

[caroflower]

Caro keeps laughing as Joker reels Walter's chair over with his ridiculously long legs and then props his feet up in Walter's lap. "Now we're one big happy family," she says after a moment. She gives Walter a big-eyed innocent smile. While still kind of wrapped around Joker. Uh.

...Speaking of which, she should probably disentangle herself. She's not gonna, though. Actually, she'll just lean back in her chair a little more and kind of tug him with her. Might as well get comfortable.

[illdrinktothat]

"I'm abandoning this family," Walter says with a frown, attempting to scoot his chair back away. There's no wheeling his goddamn chair back no matter what, though. Joker's not having it.

"Nooo," Is all he hears from Joker about that, and when he glances back over at the two of them, Joker's goddamn pouting at him. That's not okay.

[caroflower]

Caro can't stop giggling. This is really ridiculous. She doesn't care. Joker refusing to let Walter escape and pouting at him, though. That's more than a little unfair. So she responds by letting go of him just enough to reach out and pat his leg.

"Don't worry, he's just playing hard to get," she says soothingly, smiling sweetly. Caro could wrap her arm back around Joker, or... she could just rest her hand right above his knee. That's good.

[theclownprince]

Joker's more than happy to just settle back against Caro and stay exactly where he is. Which is... in her lap and increasingly curled around her. Walter's continued grumpiness just means continued pouting from the clown.

"Maybe I caught him on a bad da--oh," Joker laughs at the sudden leg patting. That is a hand on his thigh. "Oh my. You know, you could move your hand a little further up."

And then, suddenly, Walter's knocking Joker's feet out of his lap and standing. Joker's got enough time to wonder if perhaps he actually did piss 12's other Victor of when -- that is Walter lifting him up and away from Caro. "Wait," Joker protests, "Waaaaait! I'm behaving!"

He really doesn't expect Walter to wander back over to his own chair, sit down and plop Joker on his own lap. Well. That's an unexpected turn of events.

[caroflower]

Caro's sweet smile slips a little when Joker makes that comment about moving her hand. She has the distinct feeling he wouldn't complain much about her looking predatory, though. And then Walter stands abruptly, and Caro wonders if she's crossed a line. She only has a moment to wonder, though, because then Walter's picking Joker up and sitting back down with him in his lap. Well then.

She pouts over at the two of them. "Well now I'm all lonely," Caro says in a very sad voice. She'd invite herself over, but she's pretty sure three of them would break the chair.

...Heh.

[theclownprince]

"How," Joker starts, furrowing his brows thoughtfully. "How annoyed do you think our hosts would be if we, er... borrowed a sofa from the break room?" But that would require moving and Walter's arm is pretty securely around his waist.

"Maybe if we ask really nicely," Walter muses in one of the most sarcastic tones Joker's heard in... a while. Caro's sad voice, though. Oh no.

Joker sighs a little bit dramatically and just leans on back, reaching out to - there we go. He pulls Caro's chair over close enough it bumps into Walter's. If he could, he'd sprawl across them both, but the armrests are in the way. And then he bats his eyelashes at her. "Did you miss me?"

For the whole two seconds he's been gone.

His attention gets immediately redirected when Walter pats his face lightly. "Look alive, J, the bloodbath's going to start soon."

[caroflower]

Caro beams as Joker tugs her chair over. And then she laughs and bats her lashes right back. "Oh no, I never miss."

"Oooh." She re-angles herself slightly so she can see her monitor a little better. "I wanna see how quickly mine gets dead," she adds very quietly.