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[teenyoda]

[Hello, Asgard. The entire city is treated to this lovely smiling visage.]


Hey there, Asgard. So, after a lot of thought, I've come to realize I really need to get a job. Preferably not at a pet store.

[Sorry, Scott, but if he had to work around Isaac and Derek, it was likely there'd be some sort of war involving projectile puppies or kittens. No one wanted that, man. No one.]

A man needs to be able to buy the finer things in life. Maybe some of the not so fine things as well. I don't know what the job market's like out here, but Stiles needs some dough.

[He needed to be able to impress, not that it had ever helped him before.]

Is there a sign up place? A help wanted section? A newspaper? Ye olde job market? Come on, help a guy out. I shouldn't have to state the obvious, but heavy lifting isn't my strong suit. Neither is anything involving having to move. Or do things that require effort.

[Okay, so it wasn't that bad, but he wanted to make sure his potential employer had lowered expectations. He might need to slack off to help a certain best friend out and if no one expected anything from him, that gave him a lot of leeway.]

So, any takers?

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[tradingsecrets]

You're still at the age where you can be put into the Hunger Games in my world, but I guess your right I'm not too much older.

[He looks Stiles over for a second and shakes his head as if banishing a thought from his head.]

You don't have to pout, I still think you're cute either way. Adult or no.

[teenyoda]

Cute? I'm cute?

[Figures that the first person to give him a compliment was a guy that hung out with Scott and had drunk times who'd made allusions towards other kinds of 'guy times'. Maybe he was attractive to gay guys?]

[tradingsecrets]

Yeah, I think my wife would think so too. You'll have to say hello if you see her around. Though she is a bit more shy than I am.

[He chuckles.]

You are fun to tease. I'm going to have a lot of fun getting to know you.

[teenyoda]

[YOU WERE CONFUSING HIM SO MUCH, FINNICK! STOOOOP!]

Ha, ha. Yeah. Great. Woo. Teasing.

[Hear that? It's not enthusiasm, Finnick.]

[tradingsecrets]

Don't worry I'll go easy on you.

[He shook his head and then smiled gently to the other.]

[teenyoda]

Yeah, that's not exactly making me feel any better.

[He's got his eye on you, Finnick.]

[tradingsecrets]

Do I look like I'd do anything harmful?

[You see that smile, it's the smile of an angel Stiles.]

[teenyoda]

[He eats those smiles for breakfast, Finnick.]

Yes.

[If it looked harmless, chances were it wasn't.]

[tradingsecrets]

[He smiles. Good boy Stiles, he may look harmless, but yeah one of these days you'll probably figure out the exact opposite.]

I'm here to relax from my world, I doubt you or anyone else has anything to worry about.

[teenyoda]

Worrying is a constant state for me. It's up there with breathing.

[tradingsecrets]

That's not good. You probably shouldn't worry so much.

[teenyoda]

The situation always seems to call for it.

[tradingsecrets]

Keep worrying and you'll shave years off your life. The best thing to do in situations that worry you are to take it a step at a time you know.

[He frowns.]

Hopefully I haven't given you a reason to worry.

[teenyoda]

Trust me, worrying is what I worry about in terms of my life's longevity.

[tradingsecrets]

Oh boy, you are going to have a rough life if that's your outlook.

[teenyoda]

Were you somehow under the impression that I didn't already have one?

[tradingsecrets]

Sometimes I wonder about others lives, but I guess I just never ask.

[teenyoda]

Yeah, well, this isn't the Maurey show and I'm not really up to talking about who my baby's daddy is.

[tradingsecrets]

Maurey show? What's that?

[teenyoda]

It's a -- never mind. It's not important. I'm just not really the spill my secrets to a stranger type.

[tradingsecrets]

That's fine, I'm not the type to talk about my world as a general rule. It depresses people.

[teenyoda]

Great. Then we'll agree on an embargo on personal chit chat.

[tradingsecrets]

Okay, I can deal with that with a little extra thrown in there for you. If you do get curious about my world that you don't ask anyone else from Panem.

If you promise that, then I think we will get along just fine.

[teenyoda]

Man, I don't even know what Panem is. Or where. Or how. My concerns are with figuring out how to get me, my best friend, and his girlfriend out of here. And Lydia. And maybe Erica.

[The rest could rot.]

[tradingsecrets]

It's funny. Most people want to leave here, but everyone I know wants to stay. If you want to leave then I would think helping with the fighting would be the easiest way, and doing what we are doing now.

Just talking and forming connections.