Lost at Sea || Finnick Odair x OC (DISCONTINUED)

Three: I am bombarded with nightmares

DAPHNE

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After Mags showed me the most basic settings on the shower, I raced to clean myself of anything Finnicky. I wanted to spend an hour in there- it's the nicest thing I've ever experienced- but that didn't feel fair to Mags, so I raced through it and joined her in a train car, where she was sipping a clear liquid with ice, and watching a Capitol News recap of the Reapings.

"What's that?" I ask as I sit down.

"Vodka and sparkling water." Mags answers. "You can try it, but you likely won't like it."

I shake my head. "No. I don't like alcohol."

"You say that like you've had it?" Mags questions. She looks kinder than almost anyone I know. I sit across from her, still shaking my head.

"I've seen what it does to people. I don't want to find out for myself." I reply. "Let's talk strategy."

Mags sets her cup down and mutes the TV, but she doesn't turn it off. She scoots forward a bit, her knees together, hands clasped tightly, her mouth drawn in a grim line. "Well, no offense, I think we've seen that you aren't very charming."

"I disagree." I say honestly. "I just don't like Finnick. I can be very persuasive. How else would I have landed an attack so many times?"

Mags smiles. "I like your confidence. Not cocky and arrogant, like Neptune. Not suave and charming, like Finnick. You're humble, but you know your abilities. Which leads me to my next question- what are your abilities?"

I shift a bit and peer to either door at the other ends of the room. Finnick is in one car, though I don't know which, and Neptune is simply one to the right. And as much as it sucks to admit, Neptune won't be my ally. He's already my enemy, and I can't give him anything.

"Is there somewhere private?" I say.

Mags drinks some more. "We can take a little stroll in a field once we stop to refuel."

"Which is when?"

"An hour or two. How about you take a short nap until then? I'll wake you when we stop."

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I'm plagued with nightmares of my siblings and parents dying. Each one meets a different fate, but all are in the arena- my mother is speared through her heart, my father has his throat slit, Kym succumbs to infection, Triton is beheaded. I awake several times with sweat running down my back, matting my hair slightly, and I find myself running to the dining car on the fourth or fifth time it happens.

Unfortunately, I'm met with another nightmare- Finnick.

He turns away from the TV and smiles at me. His legs are spread and he's only wearing a robe that is open slightly to reveal his toned torso. He pops what appears to be a jelly candy in his mouth and he nods his head in my direction. "Hey, princess! Can't sleep?"

I pretend there aren't tears literally running from my eyes, and I ignore him. I don't bother shooting him a dirty look as I find an ice chest, and begin feeding the pieces into my mouth. They hurt my teeth a bit, but they satiate the burning sensation I've felt, so I keep shoveling more in my mouth. They melt slightly in my hand before completing the process in my mouth.