Jasper Price- District One Male
A large grin plastered itself onto his face as he stepped into the training room the next morning. The previous day had been a good one. He had mostly stuck to the weapons, along with asserting himself as the leader of the Pack. On the way back up to the room he struck up a conversation with his district partner. At breakfast their mentor spoke to them about what to do for the rest of training.
"Please, for the love of god, focus on survival stations for at least one of the last two days."
Jasper had rolled his eyes, and stuffed more food into his mouth.
There was no big speech, just a simple warning to not fight with others and they were dismissed. Once again he told the other careers to split up and what stations to go to before heading off to the survival stations. Letting out a breath, he ran a hand through his hair and decided to head to the fire making station. Someone would have to learn how to make one.
There were a few tributes already there, glancing at him and scooting away as far as they could from him. Grinning, he took a spot at an empty spot and listened to the trainer.
"All you do is Take your flint in your left hand with the char cloth just underneath the sharp edge of the flint. Strike the steel down against the flint, as if you were trying to shave off a small piece of the edge of the steel, because you a few strikes a spark will land on the char cloth and you will see a faint glow. The glow will create a ring of red as the ember spreads out away from the point of contact. Fold the char cloth into a smaller square and place it into the nest of tinder, and fold the tinder over the top to make a small ball. Smoke will float out through the tinder, and a few puffs of air will increase the flow. A steady blow and your tinder will burst into flame."
Jasper started working.
Striking the steel down against the flint, he could see others struggling. After about five strikes, he got something. Bending down to breathe onto the small amount of he quickly grabbed the bundle and placed them onto the cloth and watched as a small fire started to appear. The sticks managed to help the growing fire, and he smirked when he saw the faces of the others. After getting a once over from the trainer, and doing another one, he left the station.
He could see the other careers doing their things, the pair from two at the trap making and the pair from four at plant identification station. His partner was at the knot tying, and he made the quick decision to go and join her there. They worked quietly for a while, helping the other one out when they needed help.
"I was thinking tomorrow should be focused on weapons, since it is the private sessions tomorrow as well." Diamanté spoke quietly, fingers working quickly with the current knot.
Already having planned on it, he nodded, confirming his agreement.
"I'll probably work with knives or do more sword practice." He shrugged. The blond finished his knot and quickly worked on undoing it, and the instructor started to teach him another one.
"Sounds good, we should all try like one new weapon, so that we have more that we could use in the arena."
"Sounds like a plan."
As the day went on, he slowly started to get more and more comfortable with all of the survival stations. He even stopped at shelter making, because he knew that eventually he would most likely need it once the Careers split up. As the day slowed to an end, he was satisfied that he had learned enough that he could keep him alive without the Careers.
Game On.
Irri Feldman- District Eleven Male
Learning self defense was easier said than done.
Panting out, he managed to successfully dodge a hit to the face by the trainer. Another trainer aimed a punch to his stomach and he managed to dodge it, and get a hit in on the trainer. Pausing for another break, he went and grabbed a drink of water.
"You're looking good." He could hear Saigon say from behind him. He paused, running a hand down his face. She wasn't wrong. While hand to hand was hard, he was slowly starting to understand it and seemed to be picking it up somewhat well. Letting out a deep breath he turned to face her.
"Thanks, it's somewhat easy I suppose." He grinned lightly. "How's your training going?" Irri asked as he leaned against the wall.
She shrugged, and he could see a bruise starting to form on her arm. "It's harder than what I thought it would be. But it's going well I guess." He could see that she was going to say something more, but stopped herself. They parted ways, with agreeing to meet up after lunch to train together.
He went back into his training, eager to learn more. He threw himself into hand to hand, learning the different punches, kicks as well as how to place someone into a hold and get out of one. The male figured out that he could use his size to his advantage. Bruises were starting to slowly form on his dark skin, and he knew he'd be feeling it for the next few days.
When they split for lunch, he met up with Saigon, who grinned at him. They chose a table far enough away from everyone else and fell into quiet discussions. The talk soon turned to the discussion of potential allies. He knew that the Careers were instantly out, no way would he ever ally with those types of people.
Districts three and five seemed like people to keep to themselves. Six seemed like they would ally up together along with seven and eight. The one person who he thought could benefit to their alliance was the girl from Nine. She seemed strong willed and determined as well as powerful enough with a couple weapons. He expressed his thoughts to Saigon who instantly nodded.
"You just read my mind!" She exclaimed, her hand running through her hair. "She would be amazing, I saw her yesterday at the survival stations. Seems she really has a knack for them." He nodded, lifting his glass of water to take a drink.
"Let's ask her then," He spoke. "We could all benefit from it."
They asked her later that day, as they were finishing up training, meeting her at the knot tying station.
"You want me? To be in your alliance?" Her voice was light and she sounded surprised. Saigon nodded as she finished up her knot, getting approval from the trainer.
"We've seen you work over the last day and a half, and Irri and I both think you could help us, and we can help you."
A smile grew on her face. "I'll have to think about it, I can give you an answer tomorrow."
Their alliance of two was now possibly an alliance of three.
Saigon Kane-District Eleven Female
Knock arrow
Inhale
Pull back
Exhale
Release
Blowing out another breath, she reached for another arrow.
Training had been going, somewhat better than expected. It wasn't all that terrible, and she found herself being extremely good at archery. Of course, she would always be better at the knives.
Knock arrow
Inhale
Pull back
Exhale
Release
From her spot at the archery station, she could see her district partner managing to hold his own in Hand to Hand training. She finished at the station, removing the arrows from the target and placing them back to rack. Saigon noticed that he was getting water, so she made her way over.
"You're looking good. She spoke with a grin. He paused, running a hand down his face. Letting out a deep breath he turned to face her.
"Thanks, it's somewhat easy I suppose." He grinned lightly. "How's your training going?" Irri asked as he leaned against the wall.
She shrugged, and she winced as she pressed her arms against her chest. There was a small bruise forming on her arm from the snap of the string hitting it.
"It's harder than what I thought it would be. But it's going well I guess." She wanted to go ahead and mention an alliance, but stopped herself. She would go ahead and ask during lunch. Saigon excused herself, heading back to her training, spotting the open Gauntlet. She used the exercise to somewhat clear her head, thoughts spinning.
Would the girl even agree to their alliance?
Would it all work out in the end?
She returned to the beginning, ready to run through the station at least once more before lunch.
When they split for lunch,the district partners found each other quickly. They chose a table far enough away from everyone else and fell into quiet discussions. The talk soon turned to the discussion of potential allies. She knew that the Careers were instantly out, no way would that either of them would ever ally with those types of people.
Districts three and five seemed like people to keep to themselves. Six seemed like they would ally up together along with seven and eight. The one person who he thought could benefit to their alliance was the girl from Nine. She seemed strong willed and determined as well as powerful enough with a couple weapons. With the three of them paired up, they could /would/ make it further than any of them could do on their own.
"You just read my mind!" She exclaimed, her hand running through her hair. "She would be amazing, I saw her yesterday at the survival stations. Seems she really has a knack for them."
"Let's ask her then," He spoke. "We could all benefit from it."
They asked her later that day, as they were finishing up training, meeting her at the knot tying station.
"You want me? To be in your alliance?" Her voice was light and she sounded surprised. Saigon nodded as she finished up her knot, getting approval from the trainer.
"We've seen you work over the last day and a half, and Irri and I both think you could help us, and we can help you."
A smile grew on her face. "I'll have to think about it, I can give you an answer tomorrow."
Their alliance of two was now possibly an alliance of three.
She really hoped Clover said yes, for it could be something that would help them.
Bead Thornberry-District 12 male
"Knots could and possible are the thing that could save your life in that arena," The trainer started out, pacing back and forth between the small group of tributes that had gathered there. "I will be showing you all the most important ones, and if you eventually want to do some harder ones, don't be afraid to ask." He moved to grab a section of rope and held it up. "First one will be a basic square knot." He started to work the rope, speaking as he went.
"Hold an end of the rope in each the right end over and under the rope in your left the rope end now in your left hand over and under the one now in your the knot by pulling both running ends at the same time."His fingers moved quick and after a couple more seconds he showed the the end result. After a few more demonstrations of different knots, the tributes were released. Bead took place at an empty area and grabbed a couple different sections of rope. Starting in front of the objects,he made one of rope wrap from right to left around the bundle of sticks next to them and cross over in the front. Taking the rope he wrapped it around the object again. Feed the working end back under the two wraps, he made sure he first crossed over the standing line. Then, he pulled both ends to tighten.
Pushing some hair out of his eyes, he got the approval from the trainer. Working quickly, he undid the knot and placed the sticks back to where they laid. He worked quickly and quietly on the next few knots. He found the motions of knot tying rather relaxing and soon fell into a steady rhythm. The spot next to him was soon occupied by the male from District Five.
They fell into soft conversation, when Blaze asked him about the knot he was tying. It was one of the more simple knots taught to them. If done correctly it would leave the victim -wether human or animal- hanging upside down. That is, if they set it up correctly.
"It's easy really," His voice came out soft. He started to explain the knot, undoing his so that Blaze would have something to look at. His fingers worked quickly, going through the movements with ease. They worked in silence, and a wandering thought passed through Bead's mind.
Could Blaze be a potential ally for him?
He and Lia had discussed late the night before on the roof whether to ally or not. In the end, they decided to ally up, and look for one other person to be included. He had noticed Blaze yesterday working with a few weapons, and he was pretty decent at them. He would ask Lia what her thoughts of him were at lunch.
The conversation soon switched to allies, and Blaze admitted that he wasn't sure if he would ally. "I feel like it could go either way," He shrugged. "On one hand, I could be good by myself or could help people who need it, and be part of an alliance." He worked the rope in his hand.
"My district partner and I, we, ah, we're looking for another person to join us." Bead said, a grin on his face as he finished his latest knot, and placed it onto the ground.
"Really?" HIs face lit up slightly. "Yeah,that sounds amazing. I'm totally in!" Blazed said.
"Sweet, we can all meet up during lunch, get to know each other, and see what all of our strengths are."
Something told him that this alliance would be good.
For all of them.
Blaze Carver-District Five Male
WACK.
The axe embedded itself into the target, a couple rings out from the middle. Huffing out a breath, Blaze grabbed the next one on the rack, and raised his arm back.
WACK.
Again, near the center.
Training was going well, he supposed. He had woken up actually some sort of excited for it to say the least. He had figured out that it would be best for him to start with weapons, and then on the last day and a half to focus on survival stations. Blaze had eagerly took to using the mace, and had begun practicing on it the day before. He felt really good with it and knew that would be his weapon of choice in the arena.
Now on the second day of training he had taken to learning another weapon, and chose the axe. After a thirty minute lesson from the trainer he was free to go practice. The girl from Two was near him, and he spent a couple minutes watching her form and how she positioned her body.
Copying her position, he raised his arm once more and threw.
Bullseye.
Every so often he would step back and watch the rest of the training room. His district partner was over learning fire starting, and he knew that she had been practicing on knife throwing yesterday. Letting out a sigh, he turned his focus back to throwing.
A while later, he found himself at the knot tying, knowing that it would be an important skill to have. He took the spot next to the male from Twelve, pretty sure that his name was Bead if he remembered correctly.
They fell into soft conversation, when Blaze asked him about the knot he was tying. It was one of the more simple knots taught to them. If done correctly it would leave the victim -whether human or animal- hanging upside down. That is, if they set it up correctly.
"It's easy really," Bead's voice came out soft. Blaze watched as he started to undo the knot he was currently working on before starting it over. The male worked well with knots, easily weaving the rope. Blaze's fingers fumbled from time to time, but after a few tries, he was able to get the knot done quickly.
The conversation soon switched to allies, and Blaze admitted that he wasn't sure if he would ally. "I feel like it could go either way," He shrugged. He had spent the night talking with his mentor, wanting their advice. Growing up, he always worked better alone, but of course, this was a talk about living and dying.
He would go further with at least one ally.
"On one hand, I could be good by myself or could help people who need it, and be part of an alliance." He worked the rope in his hand, tying it into a basic knot.
"My district partner and I, we, ah, we're looking for another person to join us." Bead said, a grin on his face as he finished his latest knot, and set it onto the ground.
"Really?" Blaze couldn't help the smile that appeared on his face. "Yeah,that sounds amazing. I'm totally in!" Blaze said with a grin.
"Sweet, we can all meet up during lunch, get to know each other, and see what all of our strengths are."
Hopefully this alliance would work out.
For all three of them.
Sorry that this chapter is shorter than the last one, I just really wanted to get this one out there.
-theflowercrowns