Danny stalked downwards and Marcus turned towads him.
"Now, Danny, because you are currently upresentable to the genetically altered capitol audience, i'm going to send you to your designer." Marcus shoved Danny into an eleveator and pressed the button for floor number 1. Danny was impressed by how quickly the elevator launched him downwards. When the elevator doors parted he was face to face with a crew of odd looking women.
"HELLLLLLLLLOOOOOO DOLL" shouted a plump woman with purple hair sprouting out in every direction. She took his hand and shook it. "I am Donnica Do Randal and I wil be fixing you up!" her voice had a sing song quality to it. She handed Danny a paper robe and Danny changed into it. She looked him up and down and nodded her head triumphantly. "Yes yes yes, you have some "raw talent"" She layed Danny down on a table as she, and two other women poked and prodded, moved and waxed, cut and shaped everything on his body. When he looked at himself in the mirror he noticed that all of his scars were gone except for the tiny and adorable one on his upper lip. His hair was cut and surprisingly, his eyes were sparklier and clearer. A tall, thick man entered the small room and handed Danny some clothes
"Put these on please." he said as everybody left the room.
Danny put it on and looked in the mirror. Danny had on semi-tight black jeans and a simple t-shirt that was also black that stopped at his biceps. It completed framed his body, his muscles looked huge and he almost looked deadly. The tall man entered the room again.
"Now, blink three times in a row." Danny did as he was told, and his shirt blazed a vibrant color, he almost had the brightness of the sun. This made sense, he was from District 5
"Not to bad." Danny uttered to himself as he headed downstairs.
Pain was also ushered to her prep team. A short man with seemingly normal features shook her hand and introduced himself as Cosher. Pain stripped her clothing and laid on the table, like she was instructed. The waxed every centimeter of body hair that wasn't on he head. They trimmed her hair, so it fell just to her chest in light ringlets. They applied a light layer of makeup to her face so that her eyes popped and her lips were baby pink.
A skinny and slender walked into the room once the prep team was done. "I am Marisol" she said in a thick accent "try this on" Pain did as she was told and put on her outifit. She looked in the mirror when she was told and gasped. Marisol had dressed her a dark black dress that fell to her knees in a modest way. But, that wasn't the impressive part, the dress she wore was as well detailed with white. It was a mockingjay, a bird from her district. Her shoes were simple flats and she looked as though she weighed as much as a stick. Marisol tied a ribbon under Pain's dress and sent her on her way.
"Now, Danny, because you are currently upresentable to the genetically altered capitol audience, i'm going to send you to your designer." Marcus shoved Danny into an eleveator and pressed the button for floor number 1. Danny was impressed by how quickly the elevator launched him downwards. When the elevator doors parted he was face to face with a crew of odd looking women.
"HELLLLLLLLLOOOOOO DOLL" shouted a plump woman with purple hair sprouting out in every direction. She took his hand and shook it. "I am Donnica Do Randal and I wil be fixing you up!" her voice had a sing song quality to it. She handed Danny a paper robe and Danny changed into it. She looked him up and down and nodded her head triumphantly. "Yes yes yes, you have some "raw talent"" She layed Danny down on a table as she, and two other women poked and prodded, moved and waxed, cut and shaped everything on his body. When he looked at himself in the mirror he noticed that all of his scars were gone except for the tiny and adorable one on his upper lip. His hair was cut and surprisingly, his eyes were sparklier and clearer. A tall, thick man entered the small room and handed Danny some clothes
"Put these on please." he said as everybody left the room.
Danny put it on and looked in the mirror. Danny had on semi-tight black jeans and a simple t-shirt that was also black that stopped at his biceps. It completed framed his body, his muscles looked huge and he almost looked deadly. The tall man entered the room again.
"Now, blink three times in a row." Danny did as he was told, and his shirt blazed a vibrant color, he almost had the brightness of the sun. This made sense, he was from District 5
"Not to bad." Danny uttered to himself as he headed downstairs.
Pain was also ushered to her prep team. A short man with seemingly normal features shook her hand and introduced himself as Cosher. Pain stripped her clothing and laid on the table, like she was instructed. The waxed every centimeter of body hair that wasn't on he head. They trimmed her hair, so it fell just to her chest in light ringlets. They applied a light layer of makeup to her face so that her eyes popped and her lips were baby pink.
A skinny and slender walked into the room once the prep team was done. "I am Marisol" she said in a thick accent "try this on" Pain did as she was told and put on her outifit. She looked in the mirror when she was told and gasped. Marisol had dressed her a dark black dress that fell to her knees in a modest way. But, that wasn't the impressive part, the dress she wore was as well detailed with white. It was a mockingjay, a bird from her district. Her shoes were simple flats and she looked as though she weighed as much as a stick. Marisol tied a ribbon under Pain's dress and sent her on her way.