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[hungover]

[There is the tell-tale sound of heaving in the background. The communicator is on its side, camera facing a cup of some clear alcohol on ice that's swirling in a tumbler. Where did this mysterious alcohol come from when Haymitch appears to be newly-arrived, you ask? We may never know.

His cheek is still stinging from where Katniss had gouged him, but it was a dull thrum that didn't seem so bad when he couldn't see straight. Eventually, he manages to get the camera upright and gives it a winning grin – or it would be winning, if there wasn't the telltale glisten of vomit on his lower lip. Some might not notice that.]

So, we're in for another Game. Different rules, sure, and a real 'battle', but – [and he waves his hand toward the camera,] – still. I should introduce myself, if that's the case.

[He makes a mostly-unsuccessful attempt to straighten himself up a little, leaning heavily on the outside wall of the nearest building before forcing himself to his feet and dipping himself in a sloppy bow.]

Haymitch Abernathy, victor of the second Quarter Quell. I come from District 12, home of coal and very little else.. This place is at least less of a violent assault on the senses than the Capitol – nobody's hair has made me shield my eyes yet. That's something.

[He produces a flask from his jacket pocket and places it to his lips, tipping it completely upside-down to suck the last few drops from it.]

Tell me, fellow captives -- how do you feel about the likelihood we'll be forced to kill people we know nearly nothing about in the name of this place's 'freedom'?

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[district7]

Like I've already done this twice before.

Nice of you to start early.

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[hungover]

[Welp, Johanna, the last time he saw you he was leaving you to pretty certain death -- sorry about that.]

It isn't really starting early if you never really stop drinking. That's the trick.

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[howherolls]

[ a long, long stare. The alternate timelines has made Peeta...on edge, to say the least. ]

Now who's going to take care of the geese.

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[hungover]

[What, did this place just choose all the tributes he abandoned to the Capitol and stick them in one spot to judge him?]

...I'm not following.

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[effective]

[Staring at him for a moment]

It always worries me when I agree with you.

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[hungover]

I don't know why you're always so surprised when it happens.

[He does most everything for Katniss (and Peeta, however secondarily), after all.]

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[latkje]

Better them than us, that's how the thinking's supposed to go, right?

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[hungover]

Right, that's what they say.

[He snorts.]

Believing it's another matter entirely.

[whatsupcroc]

Wow, you're seriously drunk, aren't you? Doc's got nothing on you. Did you want any water or something?

[hungover]

[After some serious consideration,]

No no, that would be for if I yearned for sobriety in the next -- month or so.

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[insecrets]

[We'll say this is after he decides to reappear or something. Handwaving time shenanigans.]

You really need to learn how to sell yourself better.

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[hungover]

[Timelines, pff]

And what makes you think that I'm for sale?

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[sacrificar]

I've killed before.

So little has changed.

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[hungover]

Did you kill for the same reasons as they're asking you to kill here?

Do you even know what those reasons are?

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[onemoredeath]

As I have told others, you may have weapons but you may not need to kill anyone you do not wish to. I am sure there are others who as more inclined towards that end of the matters.

[ He seems a bit annoyed by the assumptions so forgive the little Japanese guy. ]

Welcome to Exsilium. We are living on the ruins of what once was England on the planet earth in the year 3312. This is the rebelling group that wishes to stop this future by sending us into the past to make minor fixes in time, and while they do say war, there has been little fighting. I believe one group actually spent their last mission listening to music, eating strange mushrooms and smoking marijuana. Another group punched dinosaurs and rescued cats.

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[hungover]

I'm well aware you can make a decision on your own, thanks, but the implication of giving someone a weapon and telling them there's a war going on does tend to lean toward death.

[He snorts.]

Sounds like a spectacular failure so far.

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[itase]

I'm getting a 'flask half empty' vibe.

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[hungover]

More like three-quarters empty.

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[curepotion]

Depends on a lot of things. [ a pause--no, he edits his thought. ] Depends on what you think is going on. They don't give us enough information here.

[ he's not turning on video so his hair doesn't assault you B[ ]

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[hungover]

[Haymitch appreciates the thought deep down, Riku]

Exactly. That doesn't exactly inspire confidence.

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[punk_cute]

I won't kill nobody.

[The boy onscreen seems very adamant on this.]

If we gotta kick ass to save us or somebody, then we gotta, but we can just... tie 'em up or--

Or something! We'll figure it out.

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[hungover]

[He grins, and it's -- well, a little nasty.]

You'll figure out quickly that there are many ways that 'kicking ass' can turn into murder.

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[myownbestfriend]

You're my roommate?

[Emma's face is a study in well-bred horror.

Irene, help.]

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[hungover]

[Oh look, a pretty lady

That he apparently lives with...]

Were you expecting someone with a little more class?

[noble_nate]

From my experience, most wars consist of killing people we know nearly nothing about.

[hungover]

Ah, but most men who fight in rebellions do so because they have a passion for the case.

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[wiccawonder]

[She might be looking a tad disgusted.]

Is this place really just a screwed up version of AA?

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[hungover]

Depends on what 'AA' is.

[If it's 'assholes associated' -- well, probably.]

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[theguideless]

It... [a beat, catching himself.

a sharp exhale. quieter:] It's not a game...

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[hungover]

And what makes you sure of that?

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[asinine]

no one's 'forced' to do shit. join the group of good little soldiers and gun down whoever without asking questions, they'll knock the tyrant government down faster and get you a ticket back home

or refuse and sit around this place until your hair grays

doubt you'll last that long though, looks like your liver might give up prematurely

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[hungover]

[Trying to text would be the worst idea right now...]

As much as I'm sure the majority of the populace at home would've preferred that, I have an annoying habit of just not dying.