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asgardeventide2013-11-06 09:12 pm
tradingsecrets) wrote in asgardeventide2013-11-06 09:12 pm
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5 fish -video / audio-
[Like usual, when Finnick turns on the feed he is anywhere else but the Panem House. He seems to be walking slowly, taking care to fix his eyes on the feed, but avoid stepping into other people. His eyes flick occasionally away from the bracelet to make sure that is accomplished.]
Hey everyone, despite everything that's been happening lately, I just wanted to say to those that I met at the Masquerade you really made my night. You know who you are.
[His voice lowers suggestively, as he also gives a small wink to the camera.]
Also, if anyone else needs some help rebuilding any of the damage still around, if there is any, or an extra employee I'd be more than happy to help out.
[Finnick can't help but grin as he shrugs his shoulders.]
For those of you that find yourself lucky or unlucky enough to just be arriving, my name is Finnick Odair if you need anything I can help point you in the right direction.
[There's a startled cry from somewhere off to Finnick's left, where a young woman stands and stares at him with an expression equal parts shock, anger, and tentative hope. Her hands clench into tight fists like she's restraining herself -- from reaching for him or from slapping him, even Annie isn't sure.]
You can't be! You're not, what kind of sick game…
[It doesn't take but a second, for the smile to slide off of Finnick's face, the usual carefree look replaced with a slack jaw and wide eyes.]
...Annie....?
You're not real!
[The anger is sliding rapidly into despair and denial, because this just isn't fair. Hasn't she grieved enough? She glares at him and tries to hold onto that indignation.]
You're a… a hallucination, or a ghost, something. Go away!
[Forgetting that the network is on for the moment, Finnick freezes his eyes on her as the color drains from his face. In an instant he's reaching out for her walking forward.]
Don't say that-
[Annie darts backwards a few steps, out of his reach. One hand presses against her mouth to stifle a sob.]
It's been almost a year! There's no way you're him, they never could find -- I couldn't even take him home!
[The camera shakes as he takes quick steps forward. The camera is obscured and audio muffled as he wraps his arms around her.]
I'm here...I'm alive.
[There is another muffled noise as the post disconnects.]
[OOC: Answers will come after Finnick calms down Annie and explains things to her about Asgard.]
Hey everyone, despite everything that's been happening lately, I just wanted to say to those that I met at the Masquerade you really made my night. You know who you are.
[His voice lowers suggestively, as he also gives a small wink to the camera.]
Also, if anyone else needs some help rebuilding any of the damage still around, if there is any, or an extra employee I'd be more than happy to help out.
[Finnick can't help but grin as he shrugs his shoulders.]
For those of you that find yourself lucky or unlucky enough to just be arriving, my name is Finnick Odair if you need anything I can help point you in the right direction.
[There's a startled cry from somewhere off to Finnick's left, where a young woman stands and stares at him with an expression equal parts shock, anger, and tentative hope. Her hands clench into tight fists like she's restraining herself -- from reaching for him or from slapping him, even Annie isn't sure.]
You can't be! You're not, what kind of sick game…
[It doesn't take but a second, for the smile to slide off of Finnick's face, the usual carefree look replaced with a slack jaw and wide eyes.]
...Annie....?
You're not real!
[The anger is sliding rapidly into despair and denial, because this just isn't fair. Hasn't she grieved enough? She glares at him and tries to hold onto that indignation.]
You're a… a hallucination, or a ghost, something. Go away!
[Forgetting that the network is on for the moment, Finnick freezes his eyes on her as the color drains from his face. In an instant he's reaching out for her walking forward.]
Don't say that-
[Annie darts backwards a few steps, out of his reach. One hand presses against her mouth to stifle a sob.]
It's been almost a year! There's no way you're him, they never could find -- I couldn't even take him home!
[The camera shakes as he takes quick steps forward. The camera is obscured and audio muffled as he wraps his arms around her.]
I'm here...I'm alive.
[There is another muffled noise as the post disconnects.]
[OOC: Answers will come after Finnick calms down Annie and explains things to her about Asgard.]
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