Sabre Round 1: Cornell vs. Lazuli

Gymnastics would have been Charm’s first choice in the Olympic Competitions, but unfortunately, there were yet to be said tournaments for a boys’ division. With his primary skill set out of the picture, his parents were quite forceful in his journey to District Four in pursuit of a fencing gold medal. Anything for the fame and glory… Well here he was, standing before a boy who appeared perhaps twice his size from District Two. Charm gulped. It wasn’t as if he wasn’t skilled in bladed combat, but it certainly wasn’t his most finessed ability like many of his current competitors. That didn’t mean he couldn’t win however… things seemed to have a way of falling into his lap. Perhaps the gold medal would as well.

He looked into the dark as of his opponent. Atlas? He thought he remembered that being the boy’s name. The two stood opposing one another in such stark contrast. One light, fair and blonde, the other burly, dark and bronzed. Charm flashed a bright smile and bat his lashes at both the boy and the audience once before placing his mask upon properly. His parents had made it clear that this was merely a precursor to the Hunger Games and he better start working the crowd for sponsors now.

Charm was so focused on the crowd that the boy, Atlas, was already upon him before he had full time to react. His slip up cost him a point as the blade sharply tapped his wrist. He immediately flit forward with the rhythm of only one with a firm gymnastics background could attain.

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Charm wasn’t feeling particularly competitive yet; perhaps it was due to the match only just beginning. He let his opponent’s next point roll off his back and stayed calm. That was the only way to victory in his mind: keeping a level head. His lifetime of gymnastics had helped him with that. So with another graceful, sharp movement, Charm lunged forward once more.

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Charm couldn’t help but stumble back slightly as his opponent jabbed at his face. Of course the mask protected him, but he couldn’t help but flash back to the day Saber gashed his face open and gasp. Anything reminiscent of his ex before or during their unresolved relationship easily sent Charm’s head spinning. He took a deep breath though and gathered his steam, invigorated by the chance that Saber would be watching now… wanting to show him up as always.

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