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paradisalogs2012-03-07 04:43 pm
tyingknots) wrote in paradisalogs2012-03-07 04:43 pm
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And he came from the depths!
Who: Finnick Odair and You
What: His arrival in the lobby and travels around the castle B)
When: March 7th
Where: Everywhere and anywhere
Rating: Uh, the worst it'll be is swearing and a hot guy in his underwear...
Note: Just put up in your subject line where you run across him! He'll be ducking his head in and out of rooms to see what's there. Prose and action spam are fine by me too :)
Warning: Spoilers most likely in the comments and in this post for all three books!
With a grunt he picked himself up off the floor, ran a hand over his chest, and froze. Picked himself, up off a floor. There was something wrong with this.
"What's going on here?" He muttered, touching his neck, his arms, his chest. He was alive. This wasn't right. He shouldn't be alive. Those mutts had been on him, and he had known he would die, had died actually if the blackness he had seen and the pain, and well, now that he looked down, the state of his clothing. In shreds, which meant that wasn't a trick, and yet there was nothing there. No wounds at all. So what was going on?
"Oh come on," he muttered, double checking his arms, his chest, feeling around his neck. He was dead. Or maybe he wasn't...maybe, had that been a Capitol trick? Was all of this some, scheme to get him to talk? "This isn't going to work."
Not the best of things to say, he knew that much but being in, what was this anyway? A, oh it was, a lobby of sorts. Being here, in the open, that wasn't good, not at all. But then why leave him in a lobby? Why not lock him up in a room somewhere, so he didn't cause any trouble? Though, without any weapons, he really couldn't do much of anything at the moment, except talk. And plan. Two things that he was good at, especially given time. The talk didn't have to be right after all, and it could buy Katniss and Peeta and them time, while any plan could be formed on the go. After learning where he was.
Which may be a problem considering he didn't know where he was. But if he didn't get out, at least he could cause enough trouble to help or die trying. Again.
"Alright then, lets get going." With a casual shrug he started to explore the castle he found himself in, cautious but cheerful, occasionally ducking his head in and out of rooms he found as he explored the castle.
What: His arrival in the lobby and travels around the castle B)
When: March 7th
Where: Everywhere and anywhere
Rating: Uh, the worst it'll be is swearing and a hot guy in his underwear...
Note: Just put up in your subject line where you run across him! He'll be ducking his head in and out of rooms to see what's there. Prose and action spam are fine by me too :)
Warning: Spoilers most likely in the comments and in this post for all three books!
With a grunt he picked himself up off the floor, ran a hand over his chest, and froze. Picked himself, up off a floor. There was something wrong with this.
"What's going on here?" He muttered, touching his neck, his arms, his chest. He was alive. This wasn't right. He shouldn't be alive. Those mutts had been on him, and he had known he would die, had died actually if the blackness he had seen and the pain, and well, now that he looked down, the state of his clothing. In shreds, which meant that wasn't a trick, and yet there was nothing there. No wounds at all. So what was going on?
"Oh come on," he muttered, double checking his arms, his chest, feeling around his neck. He was dead. Or maybe he wasn't...maybe, had that been a Capitol trick? Was all of this some, scheme to get him to talk? "This isn't going to work."
Not the best of things to say, he knew that much but being in, what was this anyway? A, oh it was, a lobby of sorts. Being here, in the open, that wasn't good, not at all. But then why leave him in a lobby? Why not lock him up in a room somewhere, so he didn't cause any trouble? Though, without any weapons, he really couldn't do much of anything at the moment, except talk. And plan. Two things that he was good at, especially given time. The talk didn't have to be right after all, and it could buy Katniss and Peeta and them time, while any plan could be formed on the go. After learning where he was.
Which may be a problem considering he didn't know where he was. But if he didn't get out, at least he could cause enough trouble to help or die trying. Again.
"Alright then, lets get going." With a casual shrug he started to explore the castle he found himself in, cautious but cheerful, occasionally ducking his head in and out of rooms he found as he explored the castle.