Who| Feferi Peixes and... Anna of Arendelle, Peggy Carter, Leonidas Cora, and Stephen Reagan
What| Tribute Release Program interviews!
Where| various rooms, wherever appropriate
When| somewhere within the Tribute Parade planning fray, possibly a bit after
Warnings/Notes| none at the moment!

Feferi, against all odds for an aquatic teenager girl coming from a planet with little fashion sense, manages to show up to her interviews looking as fashionable as she knows how. Her dress she keeps simple, but she goes all out with the makeup and hair, showcasing what she's learned so far. It's all deliberate, anticipating the kinds of questions she might get, though she can only guess. She's even come prepared with a little notebook full of drawings, just in case anyone wants to see her monster designing credentials. Most of them are just her best attempt at illustrating Alternian monsters, pointing out their deadly features, with very little embellishment.

Of course she's nervous, just a little bit. Who wouldn't be? This is just the next step in her long-term plans; she knows what she's really angling at, and it's not becoming a good and proper Capitol citizen. But she knows how to play this game-- she grew up with it, even if she never chose to partake before, not to mention it's in her blood. As she makes her way to her interviews, she can't help but thinking of her ancestor. What would the Condesce do? Feferi had always disagreed with her on the finer points of how to run an entire species, and to some degree she knew that their shared lusus had given them more than a few legs (and arms and miscellaneous tentacles) up. But even she had to admit, their Empress had been cunning of her own accord.

Over the past several months, she's done everything in her power to make herself look and sound the part, though. She's put her best foot forward at school, and tried to take away what small enjoyment she could from it. Her face is still plastered on magazine ads for various hair and beauty products. She even made a renewed effort at this past Arena, though she's not proud of that one. It gives her the confidence she needs to step into the room with her trademark smile, bouncing as she goes, hair and dress following suit.

"Hello there!" She helps herself to a seat, not wanting to waste any time, settling her hands in her lap over her notebook. They both know why they're here, so might as well dispense with the formalities. "I am ready to do this whenever you are!"