[Elias sank down on the step next to her, looking over the people rushing about in front of the training center, a mob of technicolor.
His stylist got him into a silk button down and black slacks, knowing Elias wasn't exactly going to go for anything over the top. His district didn't exactly have what anyone would call good stylist, but at least they tended to let him do his own thing, now.]
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[Elias sank down on the step next to her, looking over the people rushing about in front of the training center, a mob of technicolor.
His stylist got him into a silk button down and black slacks, knowing Elias wasn't exactly going to go for anything over the top. His district didn't exactly have what anyone would call good stylist, but at least they tended to let him do his own thing, now.]