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Kara walks in with her team and a rack full of clothes. They also have a cart full of products. (Find a picture of how you want to look and post the link here. We'll rp us styling it)


Karas team starts to apply makeup. "No moving sweetie." says a younger man. Kara sits down too. "So, what are you? What do you want to be seen as?"
((http://www.essence-of-mineral-makeup....) her makeup.))
"Okay. Well I'll keep it simple. How are you going to be at the interview?" she rolls her eyes at her babyness.
"Okay. Well I'll keep it simple. How are you going to be at the interview?" she rolls her eyes at her babyness.

"Be that way and I'll laugh when you die." she roughly curled her right eye and walked away. "Wasting your life." she bagsn to cry.
((hey babe.
((hey babe.

Shoes: Flats that look like they were made of seaweed, matches her dress.
Hair:http://www.viphairstyles.com/search/b... *Just a bit more ginger, and with a seashell tiara
Make-up: http://makeupbox.tumblr.com/post/1215... with this eyeliner http://www.juxtapost.com/site/permlin... *Clear lip gloss
Necklace: http://www.ehow.com/how_5002704_make-... *with matching earrings ))
Marina skipped in the room. "Hello?" She looked at Kara, shyly.
"Hello Dear! Maybe you'll have more sense then that idiot. I'm Kara. You are Marina yes?" she smiles.
"Like I said earlier. I am Kara. If you want to win in the games try to keep up. Now, is this what you are wearing? I like it." she smiles and hugs the girl.
"So. Ready to get your makeup on?" Just then the hottest guy in the Capitol walks in. Marco Giavanni.
"Hello Marina!" his silky voice fills the air. "I am your makeup artist! And no, I'm most definitely not gay." he winks at her.
"Hello Marina!" his silky voice fills the air. "I am your makeup artist! And no, I'm most definitely not gay." he winks at her.


((Mari's room http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lz4... The bed is a four poster water bed. The four posters have spiral chains of seashells and the blankets are a smooth teal, pillows are a sea foam green. A large plush orange seahorse is on the pillows.))
"Beautiful! You are a very pretty girl." he stands up and kisses her cheek. He mumbles sorry and looks away blushing.
((he's 16. They could date... But it's whatever.))
((he's 16. They could date... But it's whatever.))

A blush spread across Mari's cheeks. She turned away. "Thanks. No one's... No one's ever called me pretty before." She mumbled.
((make the most of her time like she's gonna die young... ;). ))
"Well then everyone in your district must be blind." he gently turns her head to face him. "You are beautiful. Say it. Say, 'I am beautiful.'" he smiles at her warmly.
"Well then everyone in your district must be blind." he gently turns her head to face him. "You are beautiful. Say it. Say, 'I am beautiful.'" he smiles at her warmly.

Marina took a breath. "No thank you. I know better to lie to a citizen of the capitol." She paused. "It wouldn't be right."
((but why not? This role-play needs some romance...;). ))
He kissed her cheek. "You are though..." he hugged her close.
He kissed her cheek. "You are though..." he hugged her close.

Marina stood still as he hugged her he cheeks a bright red. "N-no, no I'm not." She shook her head.
((Tu Parles Fracais?))
"I'm sorry. I can see you don't like me." he began to get the makeup out.
"I'm sorry. I can see you don't like me." he began to get the makeup out.

Marina frowned. "Of course I like you. You're the nicest person in a capitol I've met. I just don't agree with you." She explained. "I can help with that." She added walking over to the make up. The first little jar of eyeshadow she pulled out was a stunning shade of sea green that literally reminded Marina of the sea when she would go in her father's boat with him to fish, how the wind would gently blow salty air in her face, how she would jump out of the boat and swim around,the fish swimming around her and the seaweed ticking her toes. She put down the jar with misty-eyes.