PACKAGE/CALL | TO/FROM FINNICK ODAIR

[socialgraces]

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

Comments

[65]

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

[socialgraces]

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.

[socialgraces]

You make sure to take care of yourself too. Even the simplest situations can become surprisingly dangerous. Just stay on your toes.

[65]

Don't worry, that's what I'm best at.

[socialgraces]

[She gives him a funny look because she's not sure whether to be endeared or suspicious of his self-assured attitude.] It will serve you well.

[65]

It has. I mean to say, I've been in a lot of tight situations before I was here. [ie the motherfucking Hunger Games.] I wouldn't be here now if I weren't a quick thinker.

[socialgraces]

[She looks at him curiously.] Like what? What kind of situations?

[65]

Life or death ones, obviously.

[that's all he's handing out, gurl.]

[socialgraces]

I'm almost forgot you were all about secrets.

[65]

I'll still trade you one of yours for one of mine.

[socialgraces]

Perhaps this would be easier if I knew what kind of secrets you were after...

[65]

The ones you didn't give up for me last time. Something more personal, maybe. Something you'd never tell another soul.

[socialgraces]

And you'll tell me something personal about yourself, then? Something you've never told anyone else?

[65]

Maybe. Or very few, at least. We'll have to see.

[socialgraces]

Why? [She pauses, studying him for a couple moments.] What's your game? [She doesn't seem so much suspicious as curious, squinting at him.]

[65]

Why not? I collect secrets. Believe in them. They're my currency. There's a lot of power in them, you know. So much more than there is in common things like money.

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Are you banking on trust or blackmail? [She scoffs at her own statement, mumbling:] As if there's really a difference.

[65]

With you? Trust. I like you, Francesca. [he's being honest, okay 8( ]

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[Oh, that puppy dog face 8( ] Trust it is then. I prefer that way. Loyalty's my strong suit.

And I'm sorry if I was... over-cautious.

[65]

You asked me a personal question. I didn't want to give a personal answer unless you were willing to do the same.

I appreciate loyalty.

[socialgraces]

So, something secret. That I've never spoken to anyone else. I'm afraid I don't have very many secrets. Our lives aren't necessarily as exciting as they seem.

But if there's something specific you'd like to know, I can answer. Otherwise, I'll try to think of something.

[65]

Well, [he stops to munch on a cookie] I do also deal in gossip.

[socialgraces]

[She contemplates her options for a minute, trying to decide where to start.] I suppose this is a secret, and some gossip, all in one. Have you heard anything about the recent debacle in Slovechnia?

[65]

Slovechnia sounds familiar, but ... [shrug]