"If I end up in pieces, I want them mailed to Snow's grandchilden," she bites out the words, casting her head to the side with a quickness that brings her fringe of hair snapping with her, staring down at the launchpad. "I'm fine," she says belatedly, though 'fine' is a relative term given their situation as of late. "Where's Katniss?" she asks. True, Johanna's self-preservation hasn't abandoned her, but if Katniss needs help, then Finnick should go. Johanna can defend herself.
"Nuts? Volts?" She lets out a ragged laugh, actually pretty damn delighted at how chaotic this suddenly is because it's funny. It's absolutely funny that everything is going upriver without a paddle, but the moment she hears a break in her own laughter, she stills. "How are we supposed to do anything if we can't find anyone else?" she asks, leaning forward in case there are hidden cameras watching them.
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Date: 2013-12-20 04:16 am (UTC)"Nuts? Volts?" She lets out a ragged laugh, actually pretty damn delighted at how chaotic this suddenly is because it's funny. It's absolutely funny that everything is going upriver without a paddle, but the moment she hears a break in her own laughter, she stills. "How are we supposed to do anything if we can't find anyone else?" she asks, leaning forward in case there are hidden cameras watching them.