Radar [nofo]

The glint of the knife as it flies towards the target gets a smile out of Kellan. It hits right in the center, another perfect throw. He's good with the blades, and Kellan knows how to make it look easy. He enjoys training as a career and is confident that he could win the Games in the coming year. After training for a majority of his life, he's built up a high pain-tolerance. He's fast and knows his way around an opponent's body. He smiles and runs both of his hands through his hair with a laugh. There's a quiet voice in his head asking for help. He turns slowly looking for the voice.

"Um, hi, would you mind helping me with this?" It's a girl's voice and he tries to find the face to go with a voice. When he finds her, she's pretty cute and an obvious career. Kellan starts to her with a smirk, training is the only thing he thinks he's good at. He's not good enough for anything else and the Games are his only hope at doing something important. She's hurt and he watches her hold her left thumb with blood dripping from it.

They meet and he tries to give a cool smile but he thinks he must look like a total dork. "Um, hi. I'm Ginny." Even her voice is pretty and her name. He tries to spell it in his mind but gets lost after the first N. Kellan looks down at her hand.

"Kellan, nice to meet you." He reaches for her hand but pauses half-way through. "Do you mind if I take a look at your hand?"

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