If there was one thing Cordelia could change about her outfits it would be how tight they are. It was either she showed a bunch of skin or the dress was extremely tight. Her training had been looser when she was a tribute but seemed equally tight as the ones her tributes had worn last year. "You're glaring." Finnick called out from the bed he was propped up head resting on his hand and a sheet at his waist his top half completely bare. "And you aren't dressed."
"I don't require thirty minutes to get ready." She rolled her eyes. "You don't have to take care of your hair." He huffed getting out of the bed and grabbing his clothes before going into the bathroom. Cordelia smiled finishing the second braid and heading into the main area. Irini was already at the table buttering a piece of toast. "Cor you're here I was going to check on you but I didn't want to see anything." She scrunched her nose. "I was covered and Finn was wearing underwear." The escort rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath most likely about Finnick's choice in nightwear. It was common knowledge between anyone who stayed on the floor that Finnick only wore underwear and Irini hated it. Mags found it hilarious and Reign just didn't care as long as Finnick came out dressed.
"What's got her all riled up?" Finnick questioned stealing a piece of toast from Irini's plate while Cordelia took a cinnamon roll. "Your choice in nightwear." Finnick rolled his eyes pouring apple juice. Irini scrunched her nose. "That is disgusting." Finnick took a bite of the toast and took a sip of apple juice and winked at her. "You two have training be safe don't do anything stupid." Cordelia smiled when she wanted Irini could be like a mother. "Yes sir." Finnick saluted her and ran to the elevator Cordelia hugged the woman and walked after him. She could still hear Irini complaining.
"So I say we split up and do our own thing." Finnick nodded and they walked in silently. When the walked in the Careers were split up Gloss and Cashmere were at the knives, Brutus and Enobaria were sparring. Katniss seemed to be in conversation with Wiress and Beetee. "I'm going to talk to Love boy." Finnick whispered heading over while Cordelia went to the fish hook station.
"That looks beautiful." Cordelia looked up to see Katniss. "I saw you volunteer for that woman." She added obviously trying to get Cordelia to respond. "Well she was pregnant, and if I remember you did the same thing." Katniss smiled lightly. "She's my sister." Cordelia looked up. "Well she is my mentor and sister-in-law." Katniss's smile dropped. "I have a feeling you don't like me." The teen had started to try making a fishhook. "I don't dislike you, I just wonder why you're speaking to me."
"Haymitch says you're our biggest threat and I thought I would make friends with you and hopefully not be at the top of your kill list." Cordelia laughed if only she knew. "Well you're in luck you're not at the top of my kill list." Though she didn't show an outward reaction Cordelia saw the relief in her eyes. "Then who is?" Cordelia looked up at the Careers before going back to her fishhook Katniss waited before following what she'd done and gasped. Cordelia rolled her eyes at Katniss but smiled at her own fishhook. "You need to make a tighter knot." Katniss looked at where she was pointing.
Cordelia left the girl at the station nodding at Finnick who left Peeta and went to the Girl on Fire. Peeta had moved from the painting station to the swords the only empty weapon area. Johanna had taken over the axe. Gloss the knives along with Cashmere. Brutus was still sparring this time a trainer. Enobaria had taken over spears. Artemis was with the other knives and Atlas was having fun with the bow and arrows. The tridents were open but Peeta seemed too scared to try it.
"That'll be to heavy." She pointed to the sword Peeta was reaching out for. "This'll be easier." She gave him a sword similar to a machete. "It's light better for the games." Peeta nodded smiling as he lifted the sword. "If you want pointers or just a lesson..." Peeta nodded he held out the sword for her but she shook her head. She grabbed a different sword before stepping onto the training mat with him. The two worked on swords while their partners spoke at the fishhook station.
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Princess of Panem
Fanfiction"One, the Princess of Panem. Extremely dangerous took out sixteen tributes during her Games. Do not underestimate." "How is she a weakness then." "She's close to almost everyone else, she'll struggle to kill them." "Why does it matter to him?" "...