PACKAGE/CALL | TO/FROM FINNICK ODAIR

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WHO || Francesca and Finnick Odair [Open or Closed?]
WHAT || Finnick gets a package in the mail.
WHERE || Knights HQ -> New Orleans, LA, USA
WHEN || May 8
HOW || Actionspam

[A plain looking FedEx box arrives at the hotel for Finnick and inside is a more colorful and decorated box, tied with a ribbon. When he opens the package he finds a copious display of a variety of cookies and a note reading:] I had an over-abundance of sweets and knew just who to share them with. Hope these find your well and successful on your first mission. Keep in touch. ~ Francesca

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[65]

[This is the last thing Finnick expected. No literally it's the last thing because he missed the memo that Francesca isn't dead anymore. He doesn't know what to make out of it. It feels too personal to be some kind of impostor -- who would know about the conversation they had the night he was squired? When she promised him baked goods. ... He's still a little wary about eating them, though. Hngh. He goes to his phone and searches for her name to leave a text.]

Is this really Francesca?

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It is. Is this really Finnick?

[65]

Yes.

I thought you were dead.

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[Well now she feels beyond terrible, figuring that he would have heard of her resurrection by now. So she'll call him video chat, just to prove this isn't some sick joke.]

I'm so sorry, Finnick. I didn't know... you didn't know. [She looks honestly guilty too. This is a cruel joke to play on someone, even inadvertently.]

[65]

[Wheee. He feels more reassured by seeing her face. He'd been afraid to do it at first -- afraid it would be wrong, be something he didn't want to see.]

There's no need to apologize. I'm just glad to see you alive. [He holds up a cookie.] And that you remembered my weakness.

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How could I forget anything about you, Finnick. [She feels no qualms with shameless flirting among friends. Yes, they are friends now.

But then she notices he's shirtless and she not-so-gracefully pauses, mouth ajar. She looks embarrassed at first.] Am I interrupting something?

[65]

What? [He raises an eyebrow, not sure what she's got her panties all bunched up about (hur hur) until he remembers that he's taking this call shirtless.]

No, no, not at all. [chuckle.] Just some downtime after a long day. Clothes get in the way of helping me relax.

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[Now she just look amused.] I see. Well, I'm sure you don't usually get too many complaints. [She smirks, her tone more teasing than flirting at this point.] How do you like being out in the field?

[65]

None that I can remember. [After that, his tone becomes a little more somber.] It's not bad. I like the feeling that I'm doing something, you know? I was getting restless.

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Trust me, I know the feeling. [She glances away from the screen momentarily, mumbling offhandedly.] Leaves you too much time with your own thoughts.

[65]

I tend to worry. [his gaze wanders away from the screen for a moment, looking at nothing in particular.] I worry about the people I care about when they're not near and I can't know if they're safe. [Like Katniss and Haymitch.]

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You're from the other world, aren't you? Did you leave a family behind?

[65]

I don't remember. [ 8( ]

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I'm sorry, Finnick. [Her voice is quiet.] I know you remember some things though. And we usually keep the memories that mean the most to us. Perhaps that's a comfort?

[65]

Perhaps. [He shrugs it off.] I have Katniss and Haymitch here. They're my top priority. [moreso Katniss, but he'd feel bad if he didn't include who is essentially his drunk uncle.]

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Well, I haven't heard any bad news regarding Haymitch. And Katniss is here and... [She pauses, looking down before finishing.] She's fine.

[65]

Just fine? [His default mode is suspicious and he knows Katniss tends to be ... a handful of hot mess.]

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She's in good health, and safe. It's nothing like that. [She pauses, still not sure how to word all this. And then sighs.] She was there, when I, you know, died. I heard she was fairly shaken, which is understandable, but I think she's recovering well. I haven't had much opportunity to speak to her about it yet.

[65]

[Well. That's. Nice. He scrubs his hand over his face. Ugh. She had been hysterical more than a few times before he showed up, back when they were in the Games together. No matter how little she remembered now, he guessed she hadn't shaken that tendency.] Look out for her for me, would you? Make sure she stays well.

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Of course. [There's a sincerity behind her promise that might seem strange given how they barely know each other, but her feelings towards Katniss are complicated to begin with.] And she has Christos to look out for her as well. She couldn't be safer.

[65]

Christos? [He never met her mentor or anything, okay.]

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Christos La Krail. She's squired to him. He's my [She searches for the right words.] oldest friend.

[65]

As long as he has your seal of approval ...

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I trust him more than anyone else and he will keep her safe. You have my word as well.

[65]

Thank you, Francesca. I really appreciate it.