[And as promised, after a few minutes pass, Cinna's front door swings open to allow a woman with bronze hair and familiar sea-green eyes inside. She's not moving with the easy grace that generally characterizes Finnick's actions, and she looks a little haphazard in a pair of sweatpants bunched tight around the waist and a button-down shirt that's obviously tailored for a man, which she is decidedly not.
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Date: 2011-02-20 02:45 am (UTC)Well, on the surface, at least.]
It's me, don't panic.