Like Animals {Semper}

Nila felt her lip curl up maliciously. This was her chance to finally put all of her skills to use. Sure, she had never actually stabbed a person with a knife or sword before (they used blunt weapons for training), but how hard could it be? Nila was sure it wouldn't be much different from sticking a sword through a dummy. She could only imagine the flood of victorious emotions that would overwhelm her when she won this battle.

But what if she was getting ahead of herself? She was still weak from her injury, and maybe she wasn't supposed to be fighting. But she had managed to get out of District 4, bringing a small sword with her. (Just in case, because Nila didn't know what was outside of the fence. Well, she did now, but she hadn't known before. She was rather surprised by the lack of anything interesting.)

And perhaps she wouldn't want to kill the person, whoever it was. Maybe that was a little cruel. Maybe she should run away, back to the district and her home, so she could get in some more training before the Games.

This was training, though. It was damn good practice. Why would she run away?

Nila still carefully thought over her decision to fight, though. She wasn't exactly sadistic, she didn't enjoy killing people just for the hell of it. In fact, she had never killed a single person before. She was sure of her ability to, because, after all, she had been trained all of her life to kill people, and she wasn't exactly innocent. But she wasn't sure if she would take a life for no reason. Was practice a good enough reason? Was she preparing herself to do something terrible? Would this be considered cold-blooded murder?

No, of course not. It couldn't be. It was self-defense. She needed to get back to the district without being caught by the Peacekeepers. They could beat her senseless, and then she really would be useless. She couldn't let something so stupid happen to her. She was a bitch, not a ditz (there was a difference). She wasn't going to get herself caught for something so foolish as being out of the district. She would not ruin her chances for the Games next year.

The Games were quickly approaching, and Nila knew it was more important than ever to commit herself to training. She always had been devoted and hard-working, and she knew the importance of her actions. She knew that every action had a reaction, and there would be a consequence for everything she did, whether it was good or bad. If she was at the gym often, working diligently, she would be strong and ready for the Games. If not...well, she didn't want to think about that.

But the point was, she had to get practice in. She needed experience. And what better experience to have than to kill someone when she had the chance? Not too far from now, she would be killing teenagers her age so she could win the Games, most likely double-crossing teammates and slitting their throats.

She had to get used to murder.

As the figure drew closer, she saw it was an old man. Pfft, he wouldn't last two minutes in the Games. Nila knew she was capable of killing him easily, stabbing him in the gut and leaving him out by the ocean, where bugs would most likely feast upon his flesh. It wasn't like he was too far from that happening anyways.

Shrugging thoughtlessly, Nila pulled out her sword, and attacked.

[[attacks Sawyer w/ sword]]
Sword: [dice=200+1000]
[[Shallow Cut on Left Forearm; 3.5]]


[[ooc: I have a couple things I must apologize for. I reposted this because I wanted to see if it would fix the problem I was having with the Combat System. It did. *rolls eyes* And also, I'm sorry about the late-ness and jumpy-ness. :/]]