Whispers in the dark [Ryan]
Jun 11, 2018 9:06:26 GMT -5
Post by Cato on Jun 11, 2018 9:06:26 GMT -5
Cesare Crocetti
Training with weapons is getting super frustrating. The trainers think they know everything, and then tributes think they can just run up to me and talk to me like I'm someone they can interview. I just need a break. A chance to relax my mind before I even get into another spar. It's hot, and I'm sweating, but it doesn't mean I can just sit down and do nothing. One thing I've learned from my time here so far is that every station is important. Even the ones I want nothing to do with. Like plants. It would be super embarrassing if I ate a poisonous plant and died from it because I couldn't tell it was deadly.
I look at the plants one after another trying to figure out a way to remember them. Not to mention there's so many of them. How can anyone keep up with them all? How can anyone read this entire book and memorize everything? I guess my best options is to just not eat plants. Maybe I can even hook up with someone and devour their food. I truly believe that it's the smartest thing to do. Would save me a lot of work in the end. I at least have to try. Just to prove to myself that I'm more than capable of learning about something in a few short days.
So I pick up a plant and turn through the book until I find one that matches the same plant. It's an Aloe Vera plant, and it can be used to help soothe burns. See, that's important to remember. With as many fiery weapons swing around, it would be nice to find some relief. As long as there's some in the arena to find. As I pick up another plant, the trainer walks over to me and starts talking to me. She's giving me all this info about the various uses, and I just don't care. I'd rather train by myself without anyone aiding me.
I've done things by myself for so long that I can't let that fall now. I just nod my head hoping she'll leave me alone. I sigh as I quickly flip through the pages. It's impossible, and I might as well just walk away now while I have the chance. I slam the book closed and sit it down on the table, and the trainer glares at me like I just hit her with a sword or something. I'm sure she doesn't see many career tributes trying to learn from her. I guess it's different, and that's not my problem. I just know what I need to do in order to survive.
79th Hunger Games
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