99.5 - life is skittles and life is beer

[hard_talker]

[Filtered To Supporters Of The Mockingjay]

Hey, I'm gonna be saying Katniss got sent home, since it's our best bet to keep her safe 'til we figure out if there's anyone here after her ass. Do her a favor and make it sound legit, okay? Just ... don't flip, she's still here.

[/Team Mockingjay]

[at 10 PM on the dot, the old familiar Leonard Cohen tune drifts out of any functioning castle radios, as usual. Mark lets it get about halfway through this week - sorry, Molotov - before he fades it out. he has also plugged surge protectors into every open outlet in his room. this has relevance, really.]

Gooooooood evenin', folks, and welcome to another Monday night menagerie of music and -- and something that has to do with gossip and news that starts with M, fuck alliteration - with your old pal Hard Harry.

A tip of the hat to our newbies, Hans, Nina, Gale, Cinna, Finnick, and Freya... but a little bit of sad news along with it. In what I'd probably call the fastest turnaround since yours truly got here a year and change ago, Katniss Everdeen's gone home. Whoops, Paradisa, your bad? What'd you do, get the fucking resident hiccups? Nice job.

I know none of you actually missed the memo about spring bein' here. I dunno about the rest of you, but it kinda makes a guy wanna sing. Since I'm no Sinatra, I'll spare you, but here's something appropriate from an old friend of mine, Mr. Tom Lehrer...

[and with the scratch of a needle, a jaunty piano tune comes drifting over the airwaves]

Also, hey, anyone got any good kitchen skills? I was thinkin' of tryin' my hand at a little cooking, but I may or may not have failed home ec back home. But how can you come across this recipe in a cookbook in the library an' not wanna make it? If you'd turn your attention to your journals, loyal listeners, you will see the Crafty Candle Salad.

[and he pastes a polaroid of the original recipe onto the page]

Seriously, don't you just wanna swallow that whole? Mmmmmmmmmm.

Got any recipes to top that one? Equally strange and scintillating kitchen stories? Kinkiest use of a kitchen appliance? Throw it at me, I'll be here.

Comments

Harry

[fly_little_bird]

The Mockingjay?.... [Like her pin? What? So very confused...]

I... I'm from earlier than anyone else from my world here is. That must have happened after I... [died...]

Rue

[hard_talker]

Beats me, he only told me the filter, he never explained it. [he's doing his best at being apologetic] Maybe you can get one of the others to tell you.

Harry forever

[fly_little_bird]

Oh... I'll ask them, then... [Not Haymitch.]

Thank you for telling me.

Rue forever

[hard_talker]

You're welcome.... You still want me to bring by those books? I was gonna, and then - well, we got all those memos about cleaning up winter.

[fly_little_bird]

I got that, too. I wish I could've helped everyone.

I'd like that, thank you. If you don't mind... I'm not used to just sitting around all the time... it'd be nice to have something to read.

[hard_talker]

Okay, I'll be right down! [he figures it might be a welcome distraction from ALL THE CRAP that Haymitch made him kick off. he'd had a little more respect for the dude from what Peeta had told him, but that's starting to dwindle, seeing how hard this is failing...]

[fly_little_bird]

O-Oh. Okay! Are you sure? I mean, aren't you in the middle of your broadcast?

[hard_talker]

Hey, it's cool, I've got a list set to run. I'll be down in a bit. [and soon enough, there he is, with a bog canvas bag full of books he remembered liking in junior high, with a few from fourth and fifth grade in case she isn't that good a reader. Matilda, The Chronicles of Narnia, the Wayside School books, Of Mice and Men, The Crobbit and The Lord of the Jewels, My Side of the Mountain ... the bag is pretty substantial]

Rue? ... Hey, it's Mark.

Bog canvas bag (DYAC :P)

[fly_little_bird]

[She smiles, closing the journal and looking up when she hears her name.]

Hello. Oh! [Her eyes widen at that bag] Are those all books?

[hard_talker]

Yeah, they sure are. [he grins and sets it down next to her bed] I wasn't sure what you'd like, so I brought a whole bunch. How ya doin'?

[fly_little_bird]

I don't think I've ever seen so many different books before. [She looks up at him, her smile not dimming one bit]

I'm doing okay. Everyone's been real nice to me. It's so different from home. I'm not used to just sitting around doing nothing [She shrugs]

[hard_talker]

Well, once you're better, you definitely won't have that problem. There's a TON to do here. [he perches on the edge of a nearby chair] You want a drink or somethin'? I can run down to the kitchen while you check the books out.

[fly_little_bird]

Yeah? Like what? Peeta told me about the gardens and the big trees. [She smiles.]

O-oh you don't have to do that. You've done so much already. [What is this, people doing things for her, seriously?!]