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[There’s a girl staring down at the netbook in blank incomprehension. Observant people might notice the burn scars on her hands, crawling up her neck. Slowly, her gaze drags upwards to see the light that indicates the camera’s on, and recognition flickers in her eyes. She sets the netbook down and sits on a bed nearby, curling her feet under her. One hand is clenched around a bow, and the quiver is on her back already] You can see me, can’t you. [It’s not a question, and she doesn’t even appear to be addressing the camera.] Of course you can. They’re always watching.

It was supposed to be over. All of this. The fighting, the killing. It was supposed to be over. And don’t tell me there might not be killing. You don’t hand a victor a weapon and expect them not to use it.

[She stands, swiftly, drawing an arrow from the quiver and setting it on the string in one smooth movement. It’s aimed at the netbook. The expression on the girl’s face is almost too intense. A smile touches her lips, but there’s nothing positive in the expression] If you want me to fight for you, I’m going to need you to bring me Peeta.

[Her arms jerk up, aiming elsewhere, and the arrow is released. There’s a crash that indicates she hit something, and judging by the look of hard satisfaction in her eyes, it’s what she wanted to hit.] I could use Haymitch, too.

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[insecrets]

[Finnick's head tilts slightly as he eyes Katniss, a smile tugging at his lips.] Well if it isn't the girl on fire.

[effective]

[The bow clatters to the floor; she's not quite in the mindset of 'always hold onto your weapon yet'. The look on her face is like she's seen a ghost] Not possible.

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[godofshawarma]

You are a fine shot, battle maiden. What are you victor of?

[insecrets]

[Ah. So she's after he dies, too. The look on his face sort of says that he knows this happens to him, the smile wiped effectively, the slightly dead look to his eyes.] My head hasn't been eaten off yet.

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[effective]

'Katniss Everdeen, the girl on fire'. [Her expression twists] You don't know?

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[She sits down on the bed again, like she's abruptly run out of energy] I saw it. I saw you! I watched you die, Finnick, you have no right to come back like this, not now! No right! [There's an edge of hysteria in her voice because what the fuck] It was supposed to be over.

[insecrets]

[Oh. Right. Johanna did tell him that part, that he was with Katniss and them. The sewers. He's going to die in the sewers. His fingers twitch.] I can't come back from what hasn't happened to me yet. [His voice is flat. Soft. Pathetic, really.] It'll never be over. Haven't you learned? We don't get to be let go.

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[She shakes her head, and he can probably hear a whispered 'no' from her. She presses the palms of her hands to her eyes, not looking at him. Or anything else] Why would they do this. What's the point? There's nothing else they can use me for. I killed Coin. The girl on fire's all burned up, there's no reason for them to make you now.

[insecrets]

[He takes a deep breath, sighs dramatically, lets that smile of his flicker back onto his handsome face. Not that she can see it at the moment, with her eyes covered.] It's not the Capitol. I don't think they care who you are, little mockingjay, but it's still a game.

[A pause, and his words are harsher, more bitter. He's reminded of the people he's killed.] It's still a game.

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[She hears that tone and something in her gut twists. She lifts her face, and the hysteria withdraws from her tone a little] Don't be a jerk. [Actually she sounds almost normal :'D]


There's no need for the Mockingjay anymore. I won't kill for them. I won't kill for anyone. I don't care who they are.

[insecrets]

[There you go. There's the Katniss he knows and loves.] I'm being helpful.

Then don't.

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[She shakes her head again] You're a mutt. You have to be.

Or I'm dreaming.

[insecrets]

Why does everyone keep calling me a mutt? [8c]

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[She doesn't have any rope, so she twists her fingers instead as she looks at him] Because you died.

[insecrets]

Not yet. [It's almost a hiss, almost an anguished cry. He doesn't want people to know, doesn't even want to be reminded of what's waiting for him. The rope is in his hands without conscious decision, twisting into knots.]

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For me. [She has no idea what's real right now, but there's a huge part of her that wants to believe he is]

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[district7]

Just when it was starting to get boring, seeing the same faces every day.

[She sounds pleased, despite the sarcasm in her voice. It's been a long time, Mockingjay.]

Unfortunately you've only got the two of us for now.

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[effective]

Yeah. I'm sure that's why they dragged me here, just to entertain you. [Despite her words, Katniss mostly just sounds relieved. Jojo ;3;]

Two? Have you seen--? [is Finnick real???]

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[district7]

Can't be for much else, if you aren't planning to fight. Doesn't matter, though. I'd like a good laugh. [All the smelly hugs.

She pauses, knowing full well who and what she means before trucking on.]

Seen, touched, sat next to on a couch. If he wasn't who he said he was, he could've killed me by now.

[insecrets]

[He's not even really here anymore. He's just a waste of space, head bowed, shoulder shaking. Too much, too much. Mutt, dead, not here. Not real. He's dead, and he keeps being reminded of it.]

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[There's another tight smile with nothing in it] We'll have to see about Peeta, first.

[There are no words from her for a moment, just breathing] Maybe he's not here to kill you. [She can still hear the voices, hissing Katniss at her as she runs]

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[Wh - oh, come on. More than anything else, even talking to Johanna, the crying starts to convince Katniss that he might actually be real] Finnick. [stoppit xc]

Where are you?

[district7]

There's nothing to see about. I told you, he's not here.

[There's a sigh on her end. Can you hear her eyes rolling?] You may be special but not that special. Mutts don't discriminate, remember?

[insecrets]

[He is very manly, okay. Men show their emotions. Just because you can't cry, Katniss...]

Four-oh-two.

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Yet.

[With Johanna, it's p. much always implied. Katniss is totally making a face back] That's sweet, Johanna, really.