Reserved at exsilium, canon is Sirens

[theomega]

A moment of your time oh wise and powerful writer. [ His sarcasm is so thick you could practically cut it with a knife. ]

I don't want to, all right? I've no interest in playing inter-stellar war games. I have better things to do than entertain your whims. Entertaining my own, for example.

No, there will be no meeting in the middle on this. Not interested. I won't be signing my name on the dotted line, and I don't care how you keep spinning it, 'helping people' isn't all that appealing either.

Even space has drunks.

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[theomega]

Oh I assure you, I am definitely not innocent. [ He laughs despite himself, but honestly Finnick that's probably one of the most amusing things he's heard in awhile. ]

No, she isn't, but that doesn't mean I can't complain about it.

[insecrets]

[Oho.] I will have to take your word for it.

It'll get tiresome. [A shrug.] I'm Finnick.