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Jack Frost ([personal profile] wintershepherd) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu2013-03-20 12:32 pm

05 ❄ ( voice )

[ Jack has come back to the city after his fight with Kyle and his talk with Bucky at the shell's edge. He isn't quite ready for video replies yet, knows that despite the usual cheerful timbre he's forcing into his voice it won't cover the fact that his eyes are sad and hollow. ]

Has anyone seen Periwinkle? I went to her suite to give her fresh snow but she's not there and it looks...

[ he fumbles for the right description ]

Unused.

[ private to Finnick ]
Sorry I haven't figured out those other lures yet, I... something-- kind of came up. I take it you saw the announcement?

[ private to Damian ]
I... wanted to apologize, for what I said to you on the sled hill. When you brought up-- I, I just shouldn't have snapped back at you like that. I don't have any right to say who trusts you and who doesn't. I'm sorry.

[ private to Kyle ]
... please don't tell everyone about the snow. I get it, okay? It was wrong and fake and cheating and a horrible thing. But just let them have a good memory of it and-- and I won't spread any more snow like that around. Please. I'll... I'll do whatever you want.

[ He doesn't think he could take it if all the people who thanked him for the snow day suddenly turned on him for it. The ones who'd had their hearts lightened enough to even be able to see him for the first time. ]
insecrets: (♆; Smug | And arbitrary blackness)

Re: action; looks great to me c:

[personal profile] insecrets 2013-03-28 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Too many.

[Finnick bends over the table to take a look at the lures Jack's brought him today. He picks them up, ignoring the chill from them as he turns them over. They're nice, well-crafted. Honestly, he'd never thought he could get away with the life of a fisherman, but he has to admit that it's nice. This is normal, not that he really knows what normal is.

After seeing the way the fish went for the one lure Jack had made, he's sure that these will just as well. Of course they'd need to be tested, but that was fun, at least.

At the boy's words, he picks up the long-nosed one, a grin breaking out of his face.]
You've got real talent, you know that? I like this one too. They're all good, though.
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Re: action;

[personal profile] insecrets 2013-03-28 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, Jack is the one making them. It's his skill regardless of connection, Finnick thinks. So it's definitely praise for Jack himself.]

I'm glad you could, too. It's a good job we've found ourselves. Or a good partnership, I should say. We work well together.
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Re: action;

[personal profile] insecrets 2013-04-02 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Nobody I'd trust, honestly. [Even if the old school way is still the normal school way for Finnick.

He grins, nudging the boy back. It's so strange, seeing him now, touching him. Funny how strong the idea of belief could really be. They didn't have anything to believe in back home. Nothing but the Hunger Games and death and President Snow.]


I think sticking with only for a few for now would be best. With rations, getting them made by anyone is probably going to be more expensive than it would have been before, and finding buyers for them that would pay more than enough to get our money back... [He might not be a businessman, but he knows a little bit about how it all works.] We can go and ask them their prices.
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Re: action;

[personal profile] insecrets 2013-04-05 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
If nothing else [Finnick says as he places the lure back down] we can keep the figures and ideas in mind for when Tu Vishan isn't sick anymore. If they still want to keep those prices, we'll go with it. [A grin.] I'm sure I can probably negotiate for a lower price, either way, if it's too high for us.
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Re: action;

[personal profile] insecrets 2013-04-08 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[He nods with an air of complete confidence.] We'll be an unbeatable team.