A Fighter {Nicole}

[alex]

Ronald Arsanult White
What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger.

Talking - Thinking

I pressed a cold ball of wet snow to my temple to help ease the pain from a peacekeeper's rash hand. Dark red, copper scented blood stained my shirt. Punishment after a fight always seemed much worse than the fight itself. The crack of a leather whip still rung in my ears. I hadn't fallen unconscious like many of my peers would have because I am strong with a high tolerance to pain. Actually, most of my emotions had just gone numb over time except for a few like anger and the non ending thirst for love. I dropped the wet snow back on the ground where it squished from the pain of gravity. My hand was numb from the cold and moisture despite the springs little warmth. Slowly I rose from my seat on a stone set and walked into the training center. Might as well take my anger out on something. I let my blue eyes scan across the weapons and decided I would just use my fist today since I had all ready used them once.

Casually I walked to a corner away from the archers, sword fighters, knife throwers, spear users and what ever other weapons used for fighting to practice on my hand to hand combat. I took in a deep breath and threw my first punch at the golden skinned dummy before taking another swing with my left hand. The dummy swung around making it harder to punch the third time but I managed to graze its arm with my fist. I let out a snort in frustration and waited for the dummy to stop swinging. Fighting would be so much easier if I had someone either holding the dummy still or someone to actually fight with and not get in trouble for.

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[aliciamusa]

Nicole Fox

I am Nicole Fox. Mentor for District 2. "Come on work you slackers. How do aspect to win. I look at one of the people using a bow and arrow. i take the thing and fling it across the wall. "Why would you use such a thing. Those weapons are for the lower Districts." I grasp a sword and hand it to the girl. "You use this not that weak bow."

I walk away from the girl and see Ronald. He was one of the only cute boys here in District 2. I walked over to him and patted his shoulder. "Hows it going buddy?" I lean against the dummy that he was punching.

[alex]

Ronald Arsanult White
What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger.

Talking - Thinking

I could hear as Nicole Fox, the victor and mentor yelling at some of my peers. She didn't sound to happy about some of the weapon choices people were using. I looked over my shoulder just in time to watch as she threw a bow towards the wall. The expression on the girls face was priceless. I took another brash swing at the dummy when I heard footsteps approaching. How's it going buddy? I felt her hand on her shoulder when she spoke but I didn't flinch at her touch. I was about to swing a left hook at the dummy but dropped my arm when she leaned against it. So much for practicing, I thought as I let my blue eyes scan across her body letting them stop on her face.

Slowly I tucked my hands in my black jeans pockets and let my breathing slow down before answer. "Fine I suppose." I stated shortly, "How about yourself?" She was my age and a survivor. Clearly she knew what it meant to be strong and to live through the pain. I let my eyes travel over her again before focusing on the dummy she leaned against. Not bad, I concluded to my own self and the thoughts I all ready had on Nicole.

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[aliciamusa]

"Fine I suppose. How about yourself?" I saw how he wanted to practice I smiled and put up my fists. "Good. Want to practice?" Even though I already won the games I still wanted to through a few punches at a moving target. That I heard an arrow hit a target. I slowly turned my head around and looked at the girl. It was the same girl. "I said no bow and arrows! how many times do I have to say it?!"

[alex]

Ronald Arsanult White
What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger.

Talking - Thinking

I noticed that Nicole put up her fist and couldn't help but smile. She clearly still had a fire burning in her to fight. Good. Want to practice? I was bout to answer when the victor started yelling at the girl with an arrow. Don't go against what she says, I thought while making a mental note. I looked at the girl who was using the bow and arrow. How could anyone be stupid and go against what a mentor says? Silently I rolled my eyes and ran my fingers through my hair. Then I returned to look at Nicole and her beautiful figure.

"I would love that except I think you should know I won't go easy on you." I said finally answering her question. I took a few steps back and pulled my hands out of my pockets. This was going to be a good fight even if it wasn't a true fight. I formed tight fist and waited for her to throw a punch of move in the slightest form. Fighting was my specialty and it was something I did almost daily. Although right now I might be off my game for one of many things; the whipping I got, the fight I was in just hours ago and the fact that was opponent was so easy on the eyes which probably made every man slip up.

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[aliciamusa]

"I would love that except I think you should know I won't go easy on you." I laughed. Of course I knew that. He never did, that is one of the reasons I like him. I quickly moved one of my legs under him so that he would trip and fall. Only I know him better than that and he wont fall. I got back up and threw a fake punch. This was always fun.

[alex]

Ronald Arsanult White
What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger.

Talking - Thinking

I didn't stumble or even come close to falling when Nicole tried her whole leg trick. We trained together for some time and I was slowly learning her tricks which meant I didn't fall for them as easily. I put an arm up to block her fake blows and then lashed out with my own serious of close hits. Fighting was like a twisted dance that required one to think on their feet. "Good to know you found that funny," I snorted as I drew back out of her arms reach just so I could catch a bit of my breath.

Quickly I closed the space I set between us and threw a rather lifeless left hook that wasn't even close to hitting her. Fake hits are always the best against you

[/color], I thought with a smirk. Then with a rather speedy hand I reached for her wrist so I could eliminate one hand and possibly even set her off balance. I was strong but not fast and she was the opposite. Then again most girls are fast and know how to get away from the never ending fist I try to use. Fighting with Nicole will be the best thing for me and hopefully I'll get faster before the games.

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[aliciamusa]

With both my hands in his hands I knew the best attack. I moved my head to his check and kissed it. Once he let me go I moved to the floor and this time he fell. I got on top of him pretending to hold a dagger. "How was that?" I giggled a little bit.

I stayed on top of him smiling. I am going to like this year. Even if Ronald gets chosen. Maybe if I try hard enough I could keep him alive. Well if he survives the Bloodbath first.

[alex]

Ronald Arsanult White
What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger.

Talking - Thinking

I felt soft lips touch my cheek and my body just froze. The next thing I knew I was on the ground and Nicole perched on top of me holding an invisible dagger. How was that? I listened to her question as she giggled a little bit. "Damn it" I grumbled under my breath while trying to convince my heart beat to slow down. Despite our dynamic dance being over with, the district two victor remained sitting on my chest. At least she wasn't heavy because I could continue to breathe easily.

I let my hands form into fist at my side to prevent them from holding Nichol's small frame. My mind felt as if someone threw papers around an office it was so disorganized with its thought process. "That definitely wasn't fair." I answered her question with an actual sentence instead of a swear. Now I had to decide whether or not to continue fighting since she was off guard or whether I wanted to change their intention of this practice. Either way I know I possibly had the upper hand. Very smoothly I ran my hands along the ground still debating whether or not to take over this wonderful situation. I decided not to and that I should just relax under the beautiful figure.

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[aliciamusa]

"That defiantly was not fair." He said. I was still on him giggling. It may not seam fair but it sure was fun. I smiled and got off of him. "You see Ronald you have to think like a girl, when fighting one. You have to think about their body movements and their week points. Once you have figured that out, think about how to move like them. If you can do that you can beat them." I put my fists back up and waited for him to make a move.

[alex]

Ronald Arsanult White
What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger.

Talking - Thinking

I frowned when Nicole stood up and walked a decent pace or so away. Then as I pulled myself back to my feet I listened to what she had to say about fighting a girl. Quickly I studied her over once more before putting up my fist. I knew she wouldn't make the first move this time and to be honest I had no idea what to do. For several minutes I just stood there studying her with no clue on how to start this fight. Slowly I dropped my fish and held tucked my hands into my pants pockets. The only time I had seen girls fight was when they were on the ground, one upon the other and pulling hair. I couldn't see myself pulling her hair but I was going to get my revenge for being sat on.

I slowly walked across toward Nicole with a sneaky plan forming in my mind. If she was going to use her womanly charm against me I'll use mine against her

[/color], I thought to myself. Slowly I pulled my hand out my pocket and went to wrap it around her waist then leaned in for a smooth kiss on the lips. Not a cheek sort of man, never have been. Quickly I tried to knock her from her feet by wrapping a leg around her own.

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[aliciamusa]

As he tried to kiss me and tried to trip me I knew what he was going to do. That is how I won the games. I won by thinking about what my opponent would do. All though I want Ronald to have this win. So I fall willingly to the ground. All though he got me on the ground I knew what I could do. I quickly slide between his legs and kicked him in the butt.

[alex]

Ronald Arsanult White
What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger.

Talking - Thinking

I was happy when she fell to the floor up until the point she kicked me in the butt. I was startled but I stayed cool about the counter attack and took a side step to get away from her legs because I knew I didn't want to get kicked else where. I debated rather quickly if I should place a foot on her chest but that would create an easy path to knock me down. What should I do? The question was in my head often but generally not for this type of situation. I took a step to the side and dropped to my knees. Gingerly I placed a hand one her throat and an invisible dagger just inches away from her chest. A sweet smile pushed on my lips as I perched over her. "How was that?" I asked flatly about my battle skills which I stole from her.

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[aliciamusa]

I liked it when he used my own tactics against me. That means he is learning. I was happy, so I smile. I get up and wipe the dirt off of me. "You are learning. That is good. Take a break if you like." I look around and don't see anything wrong. Only a few people watching me and Ronald but nothing more that that. I feel proud of Ronald and that's all to it. I keep smiling as people start to turn away.

[alex]

Ronald Arsanult White
What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger.

Talking - Thinking

I watched as Nicole stood up and then I caught the gaze of people watching us. She was proud that I was learning and I accepted it as a compliment, an odd on at best but still a compliment. I dusted the dirt from my cloths and then very lazily put my hands in pant pockets again but let my thumbs hanging out. "Thanks for taking the time to train with me, I really do appreciate it since I plan on volunteering when the reaping comes." I replied after the people had stopped watching. The games where something I always wanted to take part in and that is why I spent a lot of my free time training.

I didn't fill like standing anymore and slowly surveyed the room for some place to sit. There was an old table with a few rickety chairs and in a very lazy way I walked over to the table. I tested the chair's strength a hand before finally sitting in one of the hand carved pieces. She won't follow me over because she has to much to do with helping the other careers, well more likely yelling at them for not doing anything correctly. I could feel my back stinging while I thought. Falling to the ground hadn't helped the lacerations caused by a peacekeepers whip but he didn't care because the short training session with the victor was worth it. I rested my head on the table and let my eyes close.

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