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Eve.
What was she good at? "I'm good at blowguns and bow and arrows, oh and snares." she said. Blowguns had to be her favorite out of all weapons. She was glad if she was making an alliance with anyone she wiuld like it if the person was good with knives.
Blowguns. Probably her worst enemy. Except people. That was good. Guessing, it sounded like knives weren't her best friend. That was good. Different skills, she s'posed. She nodded. It was Alyssa's Birthday in a few days. Random thought, but it was there. She'd probably be dead by then, though.
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Originally Posted by
Child of a Half-Moon
Finn decided not to take offense when Alyssa called him 'little' and 'cute'. He shrugged once again. "I hope that I do anyway. Being likable- no matter how fake you have to be- could mean the difference between life and death. Though by the sounds of things, you couldn't give a damn either way." Finn knew he wasn't prepared to ally with someone who was careless with their life. After all, he wanted to survive this- or, at least, go down with a fight.
He wasn't sure what to do when her eyes filled with tears. Was he supposed to give her a hug? Or wipe them dry? Or just pretend not to notice? He wasn't sure, but he didn't want to make things worse. So he offered her a tissue from his pocket awkwardly. "Someone gave it to me at the reaping," He muttered, handing it to her.
"I'll have to go for the fake approach, then." Moody, but true. She scowled. That was true too, but she didn't like him being right. Alyssa decided to take his advice, little and cute as he was. She didn't say anything, but anyone could see, by looking at her face, that she'd die being noble, and hopefully not too soon.
Uggh. If only he hadn't noticed. Or pretended not to notice. At least he didn't hug her. Someone gave it to him at the Reaping? Although little and cute, he didn't seem like the weeping type. Maybe it was someone who expected him to cry. Ferociusly, Alyssa wiped her eyes and put the tissue in her pocket.
"Thanks."