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[killarevolution]

 [In a sea of panic, in a sea of blind finger-pointing, and mystery-solving, and hackers hacking, and people screaming, and red text being creepy.

There is one man

who still believes

in alcohol.

Which is to say that Haymitch has limped his way to the kitchen, found himself some vodka and poured himself a drink. Not that you can see this if you're just listening in on the network, hunting down any clues. But if you wanted a cryptic message.

Well. You're getting one.]

Waste of time.

[Panem Filter]

Any of you still alive?

Comments

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[65]

What was that?

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[killarevolution]

Which part?

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[65]

The fear gas. But I have to admit I'm curious about the cryptically foreboding text message, too.

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[killarevolution]

Scare tactics, both. All it is. Didn't know any better, I'd wonder if they were trying to provoke a fight.

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[65]

Could it be a response to all the rebellion talk?

audio;

[saidhe]

Reason is a rarity amongst those aboard the ship.

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[killarevolution]

And I'm sure whoever sent that message isn't counting on exactly that.

audio;

[saidhe]

Alternatively, it's exactly on which they're counting. Examine the results: Absolute chaos, and discussion and gossip galore.

If it's the goal, it's thoroughly succeeded. Doubts spread like wildfire.

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[killarevolution]

And that's about when people start killing each other.

voice

[purepazaak]

Got that right.

voice

[killarevolution]

Was hoping they'd give it another month before sending us into an all-out war.

voice

[purepazaak]

Wars are fought by even sides. This ain't a war.

voice

[killarevolution]

Right. Worse than that, then. Wouldn't even call it a fair fight.

[action?]

[za_rodina]

[Honestly, Haymitch isn't the only one who went straight to the vodka. So through out his little cryptic message he might just have one nation leaning up against a counter, glass in hand watching with amused violet eyes. Really, it was far more useful to let people run around and figure things out and point fingers until it wore down.]

That'd be why you're here, wouldn't it?

[NO NEVER... Yes. Totally. :D ACTION]

[killarevolution]

[Haymitch shifts, trying to take the weight off his gunshot wound, but otherwise avoiding drawing attention to it. He's just sprawling. He's a sprawler. Nothing to see here.] I'm here for a drink. [He is just ever so casual as he tilts his bottle in the man's direction. Because real men don't use glasses.]

[ACTION, THEN]

[za_rodina]

[Oh clearly, sprawling before a drink provides the best experience! Russia's eyes flicker towards the bottle and he chuckles. Real men might not use a glass, but he's trying to ration his vodka out. Otherwise it'll all magically disappear. But that's not the here and now, so he simply raises his glass to his lips and smirks.]

The best course of action, really.

[ACTION]

[killarevolution]

Hasn't let me down yet. [He takes another swig from his bottle and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.] Not engaging in the conspiracy theries?

Filter;

[doismelllikeroses]

Is she?

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[killarevolution]

Assume she's fine. [IS THAT WORRY. No... It's very clearly indigestion.]

Filter;

[doismelllikeroses]

[Of course it is. Peeta will be here completely buying that.] She hasn't contacted you?

Filter;

[killarevolution]

Not exactly speaking to each other right now. [Which is not his fault at all. It's... Clearly her fault from being from the future. Yep.]

[signatures]

What is?

[killarevolution]

Haven't noticed the way everyone's been carrying on, have you?

[signatures]

Of course I have, but that's a lot of carrying for a few vague words.

[killarevolution]

Precisely why it's a waste of time.