Chariot Parade - District 6
As the Chariot began to move forward, it took a moment for District 6 to gain momentum. Once they did, it was quite hard to miss them and their memorizing attire. Both Tributes were dressed in a black and white pattern that played intricately through the entire costume. A large portion of the costume held a steady spiral like pattern that hung off the left side for the female Tribute and the right side of the male Tribute. Each Tribute is also wearing matching leggings that plays up the black and white patterns more so into straight maze like lines. For the female Tribute, she is wearing white high heels with little black flowers that line across the strap in front of the shoe. As for the male Tribute, his shoes are more gladiator-sandal like with black leather up to his ankles shinning in the parade lights to tie it all together.
On closer inspection, the spiral has turned into train tracks symbolizing District 6’s method of transportation that is a crucial connecting point between all districts. The red eyeshadow that extends on both Tributes can be seen as a symbol of strength for a brighter future ahead for the Capitol. The red eyeshadow leads off into their hair accessories of three train wheels lining the side of their heads in the hair. Each time they turn to wave to the adoring crowd, the rods on the wheels move to give the appearance of motion, as in moving forward with the Capitol in continuing with their prosperity.
The Female Tributes fiery orange hair matches well with the dramatic red makeup as it appears to be teased but pulled back into a braided bun. Her hair style, while it looks very effortless, is a perfect example of fierce elegance. The male Tributes blondish-brown hair appears to have taken the same approach as his counterparts in the teased and tousled area that looks to be an ideal mix of tamed bed-head chic.
Reaching the half way point, the male Tribute of District 6, Kevin Woo, felt his arm getting tired. He had been waving to the crowd of on-lookers and smiling a very cute - almost painfully cute - aegyo smile. According to their mentors, this was exactly what the crowd wanted. A show. That was exactly what he was giving them. Plus it didn’t hurt that he was rather good at aegyo. Putting his fear, hatred, and anxiety away, he pretended like none of that mattered. And it didn’t. Not when his life could potentially be put on the line. It was a good thing he was such trader. He could easily adapt to each situation as it arose which was handy, now more than ever.
As for the female Tribute of District 6, Meng Jia, she was behaving quite the opposite. She had been so shocked by all of the people and their cheers that it took her a moment to get her sense of hearing back. Once it regretfully came back in full force, she stared back at everyone with a straight face as something hot and bold built up in her. Hatred. And lots of it. How could these people just sit there and enjoy all of this? It was truly sickening to her. Looking at their smiling faces, she wanted to get off the chariot right then and there. She wanted to be back home with her grandmother and her nice comfortable room. She wanted to wipe those stupid grins off the crowds faces and punch their giggles out of them until it turned into remorse. She wanted-
Receiving a nudge, Jia had turned her head to the only occupant in their chariot. Kevin had noticed and sensed Jia’s bad vibe that he could hardly miss being so close to her. He actually liked her as a person though so he had to do this for both of their sakes. In the middle of smiling and waving, he leaned in closer to Jia. Through his teeth, he tried his best to speak to her without moving his lips too much. He still had to smile after all. “Wave and smile at them, babo.” Spotting a rather oddly dressed woman in lime green, he winked and blew her a kiss before glancing over at Jia. It seemed he needed to be forceful with her.
Wrapping an arm around her waist, he pulled her closer to him and laughed as if this was the most fun he had ever had in his life. Once she was close enough, he leaned his head towards her in a sweet-sort of gesture. “Follow my lead. It’s almost over.” He whispered in a hurry. Returning to the crowd, he gave a victory sign next to his eyes while giving his best aegyo smile. Waving with his other hand towards the crowd, he continued with this routine all the way to their circular stop.
Jia, still being uncertain in her movements, felt her hatred simmer as Kevin’s words took their effect. She watched him giving his aegyo and could have sworn the thin line her lips were in, cracked into an almost smile. He was such a ham for attention but he did have a point. It was almost over. Spying their stop coming up, Jia took in a deep breath. Looking to her side of the crowd, she had to force the corners of her lips upwards. Her hand started to rise and her motions were small as she got use to waving. Soon enough, her hand felt light as a feather being raised above her head. The smile was still being forced to stay where it was but the waving seemed to make up for all of that.
Reaching the circular area came faster than she had anticipated. As their chariot pulled into a stop, Jia let out the breath she had no idea she was holding in. Looking over at Kevin, she smiled back at him and for the first time that night, felt like it wasn’t really all that forced now. “Thanks.” she mumbled and looked ahead waiting for the other Tributes to join them. Jia had completely missed the satisfied nod and wink that Kevin had threw her way before he too turned to face President Snow on the balcony above.