I want to swim away but don't know how

[insecrets]

Characters: Finnick Odair, everyone who was interested from this post, and OPEN.
Date: Backdated to around the day of the post and over the weekend, since there was a lot of interest
Location: On a boat. On the ocean. On the shell's edge? Idek.
Situation: Fishiiiiiiiiiing.
Warnings/Rating: Innuendo, for sure. Will edit if needed.


[Since arriving on Tu Vishan, Finnick's felt like he's going to explode. Like one day, he'll just not get out of bed again. Thankfully, the pull of the ocean is stronger than his need to simply stop existing for awhile. Fishing is as natural to him as breathing, and while he had really wanted to have quiet time to himself, he likes that so many people are interested in either joining him or having him teach them how it's done.

He likes that a lot more than being alone. He can't be alone anymore.]


[ooc: so feel free to assume whatever day you want to go out with Finnick. With so much interest in the post, I figured this would be the easiest way of doing it rather than having everyone come out all on one trip/one day, yada yada. c:]

Comments

[wintershepherd]

[ Aww Finnick, that's a really sweet thing to say. ]

Don't worry, it'll come. If I were North, I'd say I can "feel it in my belly"! But even if you can't see me yet, you can always ask me if you need anything, okay? We're friends.

[ The last part is said with certainty and Jack believes it, even if Finnick may not necessarily reciprocate the feeling yet. ]

[insecrets]

We're friends. [Finnick doesn't have a lot of friends, and sometimes he worries about what that term even means. But he thinks it's right; he's friends with Jack.] All good things come with time, I guess. [A grin.] Hopefully just like these fish.

[wintershepherd]

[ Jack smiles, contented with the affirmation, crosses his arms on the railing of the boat and looks down at the water. ]

Maybe the fish around here are more attracted to lures than bait.

[insecrets]

[Finnick laughs as he reels in the line again.] Well the fish are going to have to like the bait until I can afford lures. I can't afford for them to be too picky here.

[wintershepherd]

Oh come on, you think I'd leave you hanging like that?

[ Jack grinned, cupping his hands together and blowing into them. When he opened them again, there was a crystalline lure made entirely of ice, ready for one of Finnick's hooks to be attached. He carefully set it down on the boat seat and it became visible to the young man in a waver, like a heat wave except of cold. ]

What do you think?

[insecrets]

[Finnick looks at the sudden lure in surprise, a grin spreading across his face. It's probably one of the most beautiful things he's seen. He hesitates only slightly before he picks it up, holding it in the palm of his hand as he inspects it.] I think that you can make a fortune with that ability of yours.

[He attaches the lure to his hook and recasts the line. It isn't too much longer before there's a tug on it, and he gives a loud whoop.] There we go! [Laughing, he begins to reel the caught fish in. It's about medium-sized. Not a real prize, but good enough for eating.]

[wintershepherd]

I wouldn't know what to do with one, to be honest.

[ But when the line spins out and Finnick reels in a fish, Jack is just as excited as if had been a marlin. ]

Whoo! You did it!

[ Once the fish gets near the boat, Jack tries to help grab it. ]

[insecrets]

That's the great thing about fortunes, you can do anything with them. [But Finnick gets what Jack means, in a way. He wasn't hurting for money back home, so everything was always for pleasure. Unless he was on Snow's business.]

Thanks to your lure. [He pauses when it becomes obvious that Jack also goes to grab the fish before working with the invisible boy.]

[wintershepherd]

[ Jack was laughing almost too hard to answer as he got a flipping tail in the side of the head before they were able to get it under control. Where their hands overlapped as they tried to pin the fish, Jack's hands went right through Finnick with nothing more than a slightly cool whisper, but finally the fish (having more than made up for its lack of size by an energetic fight) was tamed the winter spirit fell back onto the wooden boat bottom, gasping out giggles. ]

Oh that was fun!