Private | Phone to Finnick

[witchwoman]

[Getting to know Finnick was a double edged sword for Myri. She enjoys being closer to him, but now her worry is increasing each day. We'll assume that in the giant Italian villa, Myri has a room to herself for the night, which is when she decides to try out that... phone thing.

Ring, ring- a witchwoman is calling you, Finnick.]

Comments

[65]

Do you ride?

[witchwoman]

When I was a young girl, my caretaker had a horse. She taught me enough to be able to sit upright.

But they were not a luxury I was afforded on my travels after she died.

[65]

That's a shame. I never did. There aren't many horses out on the seashore, you know.

[witchwoman]

But I'm sure you saw plenty of wonderful creatures. [Myri hasn't seen much open water. The Great Bay in her own world is an area she has visited a few times in her life, but never enough to really explore the wildlife.]

Pets or something of the like?

[65]

No pets, but there were a lot of sea turtles nearby. I always liked swimming as close to them as they'd let me.

[witchwoman]

Did you ever touch one?

[65]

A few times. Once, [he chuckles a little to himself before launching into the story] I had this hat, and I left it on the beach while I was out swimming. I came back just in time to see a sea turtle starting to swim off for it. I could have went after him but I figured, why bother? If he went to all the trouble to get the thing, he deserved it.

[witchwoman]

[A light string of laughter comes from Myri.]

Perhaps when we return to London, we can find a new hat for you.

[Excuses to hang out? Maybe.]

[65]

I would like that very much. You never know when you might need a hat. [or a lame excuse to hang out with a pretty girl.]

[witchwoman]

[More laughing, and then for the sake of not babbling into forever, we'll say that Myri hears a door open.]

I think Buffy's back. I should probably go. I'll talk to you soon?

[65]

Yes, soon. It's all right, I have to get back to the famous life. ... It was nice to talk to you.

[witchwoman]

You too. [She pauses, slightly flustered on how to go- mostly because she doesn't want it.]

Goodbye [click]