The 79th Hunger Games (( New & Open! ))

[white dress dancer,]

Aubrey
She nodded and hopped off the fence, then followed him, her fiery ponytail swinging this way and that. She inspected the bow and arrows carefully, then chose a slender bow made of birch. Her old friend, named Derek, was okay with one. She tried to remember what he did and carefully held the bow up onto the string, and managed to fire it a couple feet, still way off from the target. She grinned at Nathan.

[•erin•]

"you ready?" Mason asked. He put his fists high. He always got in trouble for fighting at school. He knew a lot about upper cuts and stuff. He fought other people a lot. People knew he was strong but they liked to challenge him.

[food ☕️]

[Nathan/13/District 9]
Nathan knew that their wrestling match had turned into fun and games, but he still picked up lots of things like; how to get the enemy down. Aim for the legs. He saw Aubrey smile at him but didn't smile back. He was frustrated. He heard a bell saying they had thirty minutes left. He had to walk over to the instructed for help. She stared at him like we was an idiot, but showed him how to hold it. It was a good thing the boy was a fast learner. He stood in front of another target for twenty whole minutes, the instructor giving a few pointers here and there. But then finally, as one minute remained, the boy had perfect form. He stood there, determining the velocity, standing there like a warrior, a natural killer. The boy felt it himself, and smirked guiltily because he liked it. He promised he wouldn't be like the Capital, but their excitement was wearing on him and he was beginning to fall of the Games rubbish. He pointed the arrow and fired. It hit the red bullseye. It was nearly off, but obviously he had made it in. He smirked cockily at Aubrey then headed for the door. He had just found himself a weapon.

[white dress dancer,]

Aubrey
She frowned. That wasn't like Nathan, to just go walking off. Or maybe it was. She shrugged and put the bow she had been using back on the shelf, then pulled out her ponytail.She noticed Whinnie and trotted over to her. Maybe she should stick around her for a while. She could pick up pointers on how to throw a spear just from watching her. Nathan was fine, but... she didn't like the look on his face when he was firing. She grabbed Whinnie's long, slender fingers and pulled her along, not saying a word.

[history class.]

Whinnie
She smiled at Aubrey. "I thought you were worshipping Nathan." She shook her hand out of the younger girl's grasp and instead walked by her.

[white dress dancer,]

Aubrey
The small girl shrugged. "He finally shot an arrow right, then walked off without me, so, I dunno, I guess."

[history class.]

Whinnie
"Oh." She looked at Aubrey. "Ye should try to get him as an ally. You would work well together in the arena."

Ahkris
He was done messing around. He had swung a few axes for a few hours. Great. He sighed and stalked off to his room.

[imp.]

//anyone open that i can be?

[food ☕️]

[Serval/14/District 7]
She grew bored of aimless training. She needed to focus on accuracy with her hands. For starters, she went into the shooting range without a weapon. Instead, when she would catch the discs, this was to sharpen her reflexes. Next, she ran at the projections and slashed at them, their sparks fluttering everywhere. And finally, she went a flawed up about five dummies.

[Nathan/13/District 9]
It takes on average 1000 hours and 7 years to completely succeed something. Nathan merely had a lucky shot back there, but from that point on he would study and only work on his shooting. It was rare that he would hit the red. He was much worse than the tributes who had worked on it for years on end, but he had perseverance. He tried to convince himself that he would survive the games, but that was an empty lie. He slowly started drifting away from Aubrey. He only ever worked on shooting the arrow. He stalked to his room.

[white dress dancer,]

Aubrey
She hadn't ended up answering the ally question. She woke up the next day and found Whinnie in the training center. She wondered why Nathan was, basically, ignoring her. You don't not talk to someone who stares at you for ten minutes without looking away. Oh well. She turned to Whinnie. "Can you show me how to throw a spear?"

Sigh
Over a while she grew bored. She had next to no friends,she was always exhausted, and her foot hurt. She frowned and flung a knife at a dummy.