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fighting talk // will Jan 5, 2014 12:47:46 GMT -5

Post by Onyx on Jan 5, 2014 12:47:46 GMT -5

“she doesn’t care what the prophets say”

qila keller - eighteen - district one

Today, the foil feels lighter and more fluid in my hand than it has for a long time. After weeks of late nights at the bar, oversleeping in the morning and therefore receiving more extension hours (thus repeating the process in a vicious circle) I finally got myself back into a good rhythm. Granted, it meant sacrificing sleep and socialising, I knew I would feel better afterwards because of it.

Around me, full-time Careers hurtle around, grunting as they swing heavy swords above their heads or hurl spears into targets. I remain completely composed, my thin foil flashing at a dummy on this side, then one on this side, and this. I'm perfectly balanced, sharp, keen-eyed... This is who I was born to be. A girl approaches me and I stand up straight, a wide smile planted on my face. "Hey there," I start, warmly. My offensive stance relaxes and I stand up straight, engaging her in conversation. So much time spent working behind the taps has taught me good conversation skills. "Do you fence, too?"

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fighting talk // will Jan 5, 2014 18:46:44 GMT -5

Post by Will on Jan 5, 2014 18:46:44 GMT -5

As I head over to the knife throwing station I look around at the other Careers. They're all stabbing dummy's with their swords or whatever, even wrestling all greased up. More people should be practicing distance. That's what'll save you before you need to fight anyways! Suddenly I find that I've nearly run into another girl.

This girl is slashing up a dummy with a sword. She turns and looks at me as if I'd meant to engage in friendly banter. Then before I can excuse myself she says, "Hey there!" She smiles, sweat dripping down her forehead. Gross. She seems familiar. Maybe I've seen her her before. "Do you fence, too?"

"Sometimes," I answer. She seems nice. "I prefer distance weapons though. You?"

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fighting talk // will Jan 9, 2014 15:32:37 GMT -5

Post by Onyx on Jan 9, 2014 15:32:37 GMT -5

“she doesn’t care what the prophets say”

qila keller - eighteen - district one

With a slight incline of the head, I draw myself back into a fencing posture, my arm outstretched and foil quivering to my right side. I observe her for a long moment; her hair falls perfectly around her shoulders and she turns her nose up like she's disgusted at me. Stuck up bitch, I can't help but think, but my experience with rowdy, leering customers has taught me how to almost perfectly hide my feelings. Instead, I nod and smile, "fencing's my sport, I've been doing it most of my life." Bringing my foil back down to rest, I extend a hand. "I'm Qila," I pronounce, putting stress on the 'Kee' sound so I won't have to repeat it, "Qila Keller."

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fighting talk // will Jan 9, 2014 16:36:29 GMT -5

Post by Will on Jan 9, 2014 16:36:29 GMT -5

SAPPHIRE LUX

female
district one
eighteen

I'm on the edge of
Of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you

I watch as the girl before me shows off her fencing materials. Then the girl extends her hand to me. She says, "I'm Qila." Pronouncing a strong and defined "Kee." I can only imagine how annoying it must be for people to constantly mispronounce her name. "Quila Keller."

I look at her. She seems like she's trying too hard. But I don't know what at. To impress me? To befriend me? To make me mad? Again, I do not know, but something about her suggests she's hiding something. I extend my hand and shake hers. Making sure to shake it firm like Dad always pestered me to do. I flash her one of my smiles and say,

"And I'm Saph. Sapphire Lux." I release her hand, letting mine fall back to my side and I look over at the ranged weapons station. It's open. I should get over there before this unusual opportunity escapes me. "I have to go. But it was nice meeting you! Maybe we could hang out some time?" That last part is what I say to everyone. It's a kind invitation that most decline, so it just makes me seem like a nicer person. I don't do it specifically for that purpose, it's just grown to be habit of mine.

So I start off to my desired training station not expecting a reply.

I'm on the edge with you

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fighting talk // will Jan 12, 2014 11:39:20 GMT -5

Post by Onyx on Jan 12, 2014 11:39:20 GMT -5

“she doesn’t care what the prophets say”

qila keller - eighteen - district one

And just like that, my conversation with Sapphire Lux has ended. She turns away, brushing me off, and for a moment my spite bubbles. If she's trying to get on my nerves, two can play at that game. Call me childish, but the wicked streak inside me needs appeasing. I gave up my childhood at twelve years old. With a bounce in my step, I go to join her at the throwing knives station. "I was never any good at ranged weapons," I sigh, "could you give me a couple of pointers?"

Suddenly, the teasing tone of my voice is only half-genuine. A part of me truly does want to learn - and to know this girl better, too. Perhaps I should stop aggravating her, and focus on warming her to me, instead. I replace my insolent grin with something much more timid. By playing the meeker one, and allowing her to be my superior, perhaps I could attract her attention, still.

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fighting talk // will Jan 12, 2014 15:22:21 GMT -5

Post by Will on Jan 12, 2014 15:22:21 GMT -5

SAPPHIRE LUX

female
district one
eighteen

I'm on the edge of
Of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you

"I was never any good at ranged weapons,"

I jump. I quickly spin on my heels to find Qila walking behind me. She scared me. I didn't expect to come. Her voice seemed like it had the intent of invigoration, but it also developed a sense of true want over the course of the sentence. What is she playing at?

"could you give me a couple of pointers?" she asks, this time the whole thing nearly contains a sense of true questioning, no teasing.

I raise an eyebrow. This girl seemed to have transformed her intentions over the course of two sentences. I think. I've never really taught anyone how to do anything. Just basically done it and then moved on to the next thing. The instructors were the ones who taught the trainees. But she struck me right.

"Sure, why not?" I ask. I turn back around and head for the station.

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