Fallen angel [open]

"I don't think the careers would give me much thought, although, whether any of them could catch me is another story" She has a point. If I was a career from another district I wouldn't want to ally with her. He didn't speak his thoughts for fear of hurting her feelings. "Who knows what the other careers would do. They could surprise you and want to take you on as an ally. You have a point in your size. I would say I can run fairly fast, but I wouldn't be able to catch you at all." He knew that to be true. He tended to slow down after running a fair amount of time. He needed to train better in order to have the ability to run for long periods of time, but he was focusing his time on using the many different weapons. "Well, how on earth do you use one of these?" Lyssa had a confused look on her face as she spoke. "It's quite easy for me. The sword is very deadly when used correctly. I doubt anyone would be able to kill me in the arena if I got my hands on the right sword." There was many different kinds of swords in both the academy and the arena when the games were going on. He walked over to the sword station and picked up a curved sword. After examining it he walked over to some training dummies and proceeded to demonstrate his sword skills. In just under a minute he ripped three dummies to shreds with various cuts and wounds.

"Like that?" He watched as Lyssa severed the head and leg of a dummy on her first try. He stood there with his mouth open like an idiot. "Wa..... Wa..... Wow...... well done Lyssa" He stuttered in utter disbelief at how well she did with the sword. He couldn't help the wave of redness in his cheeks this time, but he quickly turned around hoping she didn't see his embarrassing facial reaction. He went over to some more dummies and proceeded to rip them apart with one stroke of the sword per dummy. He was showing off he knew it, but he wanted to impress Lyssa though he wouldn't outright admit. "It would seem the curved sword is my forte. I would love to have this in the arena." He turned around again waiting to see what she would do next with the sword or if she would attempt another weapon.

"This is how you use a dagger and knife" Mason watched as Lyssa proceeded to dart right up to one of the dummies and slammed into it, stabbing the dagger into the dummy's heart and then she slit the throat of the dummy as well. He was very impressed with her knife work. Interesting. This sweet and innocent girl turns out to be quite handy with a knife. Mason didn't question how she was so good with a knife. He figured it was due to her size and hardly being able to wield a sword or a spear with ease. The knife was probably the only weapon that was truly comfortable for her. It didn't really require much effort like a sword would due to its size."Why don't you try?" Huh. He didn't see that coming, but he should of expected that with her using the sword. He nodded and went to retrieve a knife. He walked back to a dummy and looked at Lyssa. He smiled then let out a silent cry as he cut his hand open. Great. I want to impress her, not embarrass myself like a fool in front of her.

"Are you alright?" She shook her head as she spoke to him. Of all the things you could of said. Why haven't you called me an idiot or something. He half expected different words to come out of her mouth. He did see her shake her head in what he assumed was shame. That he expected with his idiotic attempt to use a knife. She had taken his hand and he noticed that her hand was now stained with his blood. "So what is the prognosis doctor Lyssa?" He didn't really answer her question and he probably wouldn't. He wanted to maintain his last shred of dignity by not showing any more pain on his face. The cut was throbbing with pain and it hurt a lot, but he could at least manage the task of not showing pain. He looked at Lyssa and smiled. He was quite happy to not get an insult from her which is what he expected.

"Well, you're not going to bleed to death. Maybe you should leave the knives to me?" He smiled. The knives definitely was not his specialty, but he was never that bad with the knives before. "Yeah now you see why I dislike the knives. That was not a pretty scene to witness. I'm quite clumsy." He looked down at Lyssa and was it just him or did he see a blush. Nah it couldn't have been. Must be my blood drying already or something. He couldn't help a blush appearing on his cheeks. "Seriously this weather is very hot. He moved one of his hands toward his throat in order to play up the weather card.

He watched as Lyssa took off her sweatshirt. Underneath was a skin tight shirt and shorts. His face swelled with extreme heat from his blushing. "So, what do you say we spar?" He smiled at the word spar. He loved to train and once in a while he sparred to test out his skills just to see if he was improving. He wondered what kind of spar it would be. Weapons or unarmed. "You must know what I like. Training and sparring is what I absolutely love to do." He went to get a glass of water and proceeded to dump it over himself to cool off. The weather wasn't actually that unbearable, but he needed to play the weather card in order to pass off his blush as heat from the weather. If the spar involved weapons, he would consider using a spear just to throw Lyssa off. She observed him using a sword, but not a spear. "I'm ready whenever you are. Go easy on me ok? The weather isn't kind to me today." He was probably overdoing the weather card.

"Hope you know what you've gotten yourself into" He laughed. He walked over to the weapon rack and examined some weapons. His skill with the spear was nowhere near as well as his skill with the sword, but he wanted to use a weapon that Lyssa didn't see him train with. He looked at the bow and a frown appeared on his face. It would be interesting to use a bow, but it wasn't a weapon he felt comfortable using at all. His eyes went back to the spears and the sword. He found a deadly looking spear so his arm shot out and grabbed it. He flipped it around a few times and made a thrust. "Powerful....." Instead he put it back. He hoped Lyssa didn't hear the words escape his mouth. He looked over at the swords and found an interesting curved sword. He didn't need to think twice about using it. The curved sword is the weapon he felt the best with.

He picked it up the curved sword and walked to the ring. He was ready to win the spar and show Lyssa he wasn't so clumsy anymore. Yet he looked at her small stature and what she was wearing that his desire to win momentarily faltered. He was not prepared for her initial attack. "I should of cooled off some more before I stepped into this ring. Nice attack Lyssa." Her attack he felt wasn't difficult to block, but then he could barely tell what went on. He launched his own attack hoping to put an early end to the spar.