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[In the early years, after Snow first started selling him off and before he got smart enough to realize he could use this to his advantage, Finnick had experimented with more alcohol and drugs than he cared to admit. That's how he feels right now as he groans and climbs to his knees with his eyes just barely open. Like he's been on a bad bender.
It passes quickly when he finally sits back, opens his eyes, finds himself in the world's smallest arena. That's all he can really call it, and there's that moment of panic that he's not quite familiar with sinking in his stomach. He touches the glass and shudders. It seems like hours that he's in this position, but it's really only seconds. Because as soon as he thinks "arena", he's on his feet with his back to the wall.
Because if this is a Game, he has an opponent.
And Finnick Odair doesn't die.
Except-] Johanna.
It passes quickly when he finally sits back, opens his eyes, finds himself in the world's smallest arena. That's all he can really call it, and there's that moment of panic that he's not quite familiar with sinking in his stomach. He touches the glass and shudders. It seems like hours that he's in this position, but it's really only seconds. Because as soon as he thinks "arena", he's on his feet with his back to the wall.
Because if this is a Game, he has an opponent.
And Finnick Odair doesn't die.
Except-] Johanna.
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My family, my friends, when they were taken away from me. [When Snow and the Capital gave her a reason to fight, when they gave her no choice but to be the monster they made her into. Even giving some small part of who she is would be asking too much, if her and Finnick's life weren't on the line.] You can take them and shove them up your ass.
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A shudder crawls up his spine before he reaches out and tugs her closer to him without any warning. And embraces her tightly, holding her to him.]
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