Finnick Odair | The Hunger Games (![]() ![]() @ 2012-05-27 12:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, finnick odair, trish wellington |
Characters: Finnick Odair and Open!
When: Sunday afternoon
Location: The front dining car
Warnings/Rating: None. Will update if this changes
Summary: Trying to acclimate himself to the train
Status: open!
Finnick was clothed now, thanks to Peeta, and although it had taken him several days, he had finally found the energy to leave his room. His stomach played no little part in this - it had been several days since he had eaten, and the hunger pangs were one of the few things that could cut through the fog of his mind to grab his attention.
Peeta had told him that Annie had been rescued. That had eased his heart a bit, even if he didn't truly believe it. He hadn't seen her yet, after all. But Peeta didn't have any reason to lie to him, and at least it gave him a tiny bit of hope. Enough that he was braving the corridors of this strange train, heading in the direction that he believed the kitchen to be.
When he reached the car, he looked around him and shoved his hands in his pockets, worrying his bottom lip. Finnick wasn't much of a cook. He could fry a fish when necessary, but when faced with a kitchen and raw ingredients, he was at a bit of a loss. And he just...no. He couldn't do this right now. He couldn't...he just...
Before he knew it, there were tears streaming down his cheeks.