FOUL GAME | the hunger games

08- IMPRESSIVE.

IMPRESSIVE

"That was amazing!" Phanuel said while the elevator doors opened, leaving behind the tributes from 8 who got into the same elevator as us.

I completely ignore him, I'm kind of mad at him for making me do the last thing that I wanted, drawing unnecessary attention to myself. 

"What was amazing?" Asks a distant voice coming from the balcony. It's Fred, and he was wearing an elegant suit similar to the one he was wearing for the tributes parade yesterday. His long blonde hair was combed and gelled.

"You, where did you go?" I ask him forgetting where we are for a moment.

"To catch sponsors. I don't get to hang around and eat all day while you are training." He says rather annoyed. Maybe everyone is in a bad mood today. "But what was amazing?" He insists on asking again.

"What she did. She tried almost every single weapon station, and didn't miss once." Phanuel explained with a hint of amazement in his voice.

"I missed twice." I complain.

Fred doesn't change his expression, and walks over to the table. He sits down and puts both of his hands on the sides of his head, trying to think.

I glance at Phanuel, who noticed what he did.

"There was no point in hiding what she can do. The careers were eating her up. She had to do this, at least on the first day!" Phanuel said trying to save me from the mess he created.

"No, I know." Fred clasps back at him, running his fingers through his long blonde hair. "Did the Game Makers see you?"

"I think so." I replied shyly.

"Yes they did. Almost no one in that gymnasium missed the show." Phanuel keeps adding.

Fred stands up and turns around to face us.

"My dear tributes, you've got the first few days in the arena gifted." He exclaims with a proud smile on his face.

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After Phanuel made me demonstrate my abilities, the rest of the first training day happened like a blur. I dedicated the rest of the day to survival skills because I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself. At lunch we ate with Vaiana and Aquor, and we got to meet them a little better. Vaiana was an expert with swords, while Aquor was an expert with the trident, as expected. Phanuel Can manage knives pretty well, and he is going to be working on that. But he expects to make the most with his agility skills.

I must admit Aquor isn't eager to be teaming up with us, and you can notice how his eyes shine whenever he looks at the careers from 1 and 2. But he also isn't complaining.

We talked with them about our plan of having someone climbing the cornucopia and killing a career from up there. The conversation was almost impossible to bear, since we had to talk in almost inaudible whispers even though the careers were tables away. They all agreed that the person on the cornucopia should be me, although Aquor doubted it at first.

But what caught my attention the most about every tribute in general, was the fact that there was no one under the age of 14, and every tribute looked powerful. Even the tributes you would least expect to look deadly looked better than ever before. All of them seemed to have some type of skill that could result very useful. No one was doubting anything. Everyone seemed determined, confident to win.

Could this be just a coincidence? Or was this also made in purpose? Had all the urns been sabotaged?

"Fred!" I call out of nowhere while we are dining. He takes a napkin and cleans his mouth, which had tomato sauce on the corners.