Blackout (Cato)

The training center was a very different place. It was stocked with equipment beyond equipment that could kill, injury, or break a person. The clothes that Levi had on was so tight that it revealed almost everything. He absolutely hated the feeling of it on him. The clothing could give him a rash of sorts if he wore it too long. The colors all matched at least. It made him feel little bit stylish while he was training. The first thing that caught his eye was the big guy from District 2 doing some hand to hand combat. The guy was huge. The muscles he had could be seen in the tight clothing and it made Levi swallow in fear. Muscle guy was scary and Levi wanted to avoid him, but he also wanted to try out hand to hand combat.

Hand to hand combat wasn't the biggest thing people thought that they would have to know. Some people would rather just use weapons to fight, but Levi, Levi knew that sometime there would have to be some hand to hand combat. It wasn't his best skill, but he wouldn't show that until it was needed. Levi knew plenty of skills that could help him survive. He was saving off on his best for his private session, so he can show of a bit.

Levi's feet approached the mat that was laid out for hand to hand combat. Levi smirked his typical smirk. It was definitely going to be a show. Levi spoke to the muscular guy, "District 2, right? Well, I'm Levi from District 11. Can we have a little sparring match?" Surprisingly, Levi's voice didn't falter. Levi's mother used to tell him violence wasn't good. He never listened though. He loved to rough house and be a little violent. It was all in good fun, but this would be different. Levi would have to fight to live. He'd have to kill. He wanted as much practice as possible. He needed it or else he would be going home in a body bag. Levi smiled and put up his fists in defense. Levi was ready but not fully ready. Do or die.