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Nadia Tossia:

Nadia had finally come to terms with her training. She did not to just prepare herself because she wanted to be ready, "just in case." No, Nadia was going to volunteer, and once she won, she would give away all the money she could. She could become a teacher, and she could use her money and what she learned to her advantage.

So this meant Nadia returned to her training with a new energy, a vigor with that she'd never had. She realized she was getting older, and that it was going to be her turn soon. Today she was training with a hammer, which was a tough learn for her because this was a strength weapon, and she was a technique fighter. She'd bashed in a few trees when she spotted a very bored looking guy on a bench. She trotted up, and even as she spoke to him she was jogging in place. "Hey do you want to train with me?? I need help learning this stupid thing, I hope I don't end up needing to use it one day."

Nadia Tossia:

Nadia was pumped up, she was really feeling good today, this guy, Mason, was taking her to the training center. The training center was a gift from past D4 victors to their home district. It was baisically 2 outdoor fighting fields, and lines of targets and stuffed dummies surrounding the field. There was also an inn, and carpeter (secretly an Armorer), that sold whatever the trainees needed, plus the district doctor was only 5 minutes away. There are probably 30 or 40 kids that train in D4, most of them younger because they havn't told their dad's they don't want to do this anymore, there was only 5 or 6 that were Nadia's age though.

Nadia usually avoided the Center because of how crowded it was, and that it was the place where more drunks hung out than any where else in the whole district. And trust Nadia, the only thing worse than having careers trying to impress you while they train, was having a drunk old guy tell you how pretty you were. But it was cold and emptier today, perfect for Nadia, she should of thought coming here earlier. She turned to Mason, "Ok choose a weapon thats longer like a spear or sword, I really gotta practice my blocks more than anything else. Oh and Mason if you hit me, accidently or not, I'll kick your ass to the curb, got it bub, cool lets go!!" And with that she got turned around did a few practice swings and got in her ready stance.

(Danny I invited a friend to join our thread, hope you don't mind)

Nadia had seen this guy practice, and had talked to him a few times, he was good. Really good, too bad that he doesn't want to be a career, his dads just a hardass. Anyway, Nadia wanted to impress him, she wanted to get her name out to her district more so that they'll support her bid to volunteer one day.

She turned back towards Mason, trying to ignore the talented boy beside her. She needed to focus on this trident, she'd have to dodge it most of the time, but maybe if she somehow wedge her hammer in between the points, she could yank it out of Masons hands. If she lost her Hammer, it'd be cool, she'd just switch to her knife.

"Ready Mason, lets GO!!"

Mason gave a halfhearted jab, and Nadia didn't even bother backing up. Taking a step forward she zoomed in on the base of the pole behined the points. Her feet remained planted, but her stomached backed up at the low jab as it came near her, then Nadia struck. The hammer did the work for Nadia, and it stuck just a foot away from Masons first hand. It made a resounding goooooonnnnng, and Nadia knew that blow would be enough to knock it out of Masons hands. But this was too easy and if Nadia was going to get better she needed to step the test. "Come on Mason, give me a good jab, I know that you can do better than that?" Nadia was starting to realize that Mason wasn't completly in control of his weapon, she was starting to think he wasn't a career.

Nadia got lucky that Mason missed, there was a definate difference in the force behind each blow. Maybe Nadia could tell him that there was middle ground between a fight, and a weak below, but Nadia relished the challange. Since Mason was a little of target she kicked the trident away, and when Mason was off balance she got real close. She turned to the boy watching, "Its Lonen right, this is Mason by the way, and I'm Nadia. I did introduce myself to you right Mason? Whatever, I think thats the way to do it, kick it away and get up close with the hammer, which means Mason you gotta keep from getting inside, any other idea's Lonen?"

Great I ask for advice and the guy with the clear advantage in weapons gets the tip. Guess I'll just have to clarify what I'm asking. "What about with a hammer Lonen?? I have no clue how to parry a blow with this thing."

Danny got fustrated really quickly, but if he'd never trained before, I knew that'd I'd been way to harsh. I turned to Lonen and recited a silent apology in my head, and I hoped he got the message. I took off after him, my feet pounding on the sandy grass as I ran. In that moment I noticed somthing really odd, when I run, I breath to the rhythm of a song. And that beat was now bouncing all around my head, even my strides had a musical tone to them. I caught up to Mason in a minute, and grabbed him by the shoulders.

"Look Mason, I kinda figured you weren't a career, and its fine. I don't want you to be a career, I just want someone to hang out with, now come on back so that I can learn to use this hammer, and you can prepared just in case your ever reaped."