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Finnick Odair ([personal profile] tradingsecrets) wrote in [community profile] asgardeventide2013-01-30 05:46 pm

Twelfth Catch -Video-

[The video comes on, and Finnick is reclining back on the couch, feet on the coffee table with a large bowl filled with sugar cubes in his lap. His finger fiddle with one of the cubes, rolling it back and forth between his thumb and pointer finger. A small grin spreads on his lips.]

I'm not that easy to get rid of. Did you think I was gone forever?

[He gives a cheeky little smile as he winks at the camera, popping a sugar cube into his mouth with a small crunch.]

So I guess there are lots of new people since I've been away, maybe someone would like to teach me how to cook? Can't let the girls do it all the time after all.

[He holds up a sugar cube, and closes one eye as if appraising the sugar cube before he tosses it in his mouth.]

So who is still here, and who went home? Anything interesting? Let me know. I'm always up for making new friends and trading information.
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[personal profile] veneficus 2013-02-03 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
He is the same. I doubt he had time to enjoy the company of other children. Camelot makes children grow up far too fast.

[ an edge of bitterness but she offers, more quietly: ]

Thank you. I will ask him.
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[personal profile] veneficus 2013-02-03 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
You never told me of Panem. District 4, is that where you lived?
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[personal profile] veneficus 2013-02-03 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
What are the, the districts? Are they like the districts here? Who rules them?
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[personal profile] veneficus 2013-02-03 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
He sounds like a king, almost. And a terrible one at that. I know a great deal about tyrants who punish their people and who rule with the sword.

[ But then, suddenly she goes quiet, a terrible, long silence. Because the woman who was speaking was the woman of Asgard, not of Camelot. Sometimes, at certain moments, it's easy for her to forget. But suddenly, she does remember. She remembers one terrible memory of another ruler who killed innocent people to prove a point and that person is not Uther Pendragon, rather it's the girl who wouldn't admit to be his daughter.

Suddenly, she feels sick.

These matters wouldn't trouble her at Camelot, not there. For there she knows, truly knows that sometimes one has to make a sacrifice if one wishes to rule and she has tries to minimize it, surely.

There she feels no guilt.

But here, here it's different. How can she say this of the man called Snow, of anyone, when some people would say this about her and -

she breathes out, it comes out broken. ]


I -

[ she doesn't know what to say. The Queen of Camelot urges her not to think of it, not to think at all and the Lady of Asgard pleads her otherwise and it's all too much. ]

I must - I would hear of it at an another time.

[ and with that, she ends it. ]
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[personal profile] veneficus 2013-02-03 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she should throw the bracelet away, she should not hear him speak and she shouldn't care so much. She had no other choice, a few dead peasants are nothing compared to what her people have gone through. And yet she feels like she might be truly ill if she keeps thinking about it. She is all but ready to toss the bracelet away but something of what he says catches her attention. ]

I grew up by the sea. Before my father died.

[ her true father, if not by blood than by everything else. ]

Before Uther betrayed him. He used to take me to the seaside to play. And I thought - I thought it must have been the most beautiful place I've ever seen, Camelot could never compare.

[ and suddenly she remembers Arthur, something she preferred to forget. Arthur coming back to their home here in the city after defending her to his father, her and her magic. Arthur who told her that if Uther would try and harm her he will take her to the seaside as she wanted. Them and Merlin, a place of freedom.

It hurts. much worse than any injury she had suffered, worse than the poison Merlin had given her, her love for her brother, enemy, friend. ]
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[personal profile] veneficus 2013-02-03 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
I was but a child. It was many years ago. I came to Camelot at eleven and I did not go back there since. Uther made me his ward and I was to stay under his watch.

[ and then to take his throne from him. ]
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[personal profile] veneficus 2013-02-03 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ... ]

I'm listening.
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[personal profile] veneficus 2013-02-03 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
It'll remain with me. And I shall ask the same of you.

[ her childhood is something only so few people know of and from them all she only trusts Arthur. ]
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[personal profile] veneficus 2013-02-03 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
--- I'll remember that.

[ a long silence. Perhaps she ended the feed? But then. ]

Thank you.
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[personal profile] veneficus 2013-02-04 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
My memory still serves me well, worry not.