Blue eyes grazing the competetion, Ali slowly looked around at the array of weapons before her. The triton stuck out to her; the three prongs called to her, but she knew she couldnt give away her secret. Something else did catch her eye however. The bow and arrow. Ali had never touched one before, and would love to give it a shot. Her aim was almost perfect with knives, and she didnt see how much different they could be. The light haired girl walked over to where the other bow and arrows were, feeling the weapon in her hands. Bringing the bow up, she strung an arrow and released, the arrow going over the dummy's head. "D*mn." She said softly. This would take some practice.
Philox stood timidly in the center of the room. All the big weapons frightened him. He had never been around such sharp knives in his entire life. In the seam, all they had were dull rusty knives to cut the food they managed to scrounge. Slowly, the boy walked over to the camouflage table, avoiding eye contact with everyone.