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Today, the 24 tributes would be officially present in the Capitol's gratin and populace. They would be spied upon, some adulated and others quickly deemed irrelevant. Marlow was terribly anxious, a lump in her stomach that made her feel like she had swallowed a brick for breakfast. Leyphia hadn't been shy about pointing out that she looked bloated, and had even offered to give her a little "magic pill" to get rid of this unsightly swelling. Luckily Finnick had narrowly saved Marlow's life and she was eager to follow her mentor for her private workout. Since today's tributes were held on Capitol Amphitheater, there was no joint training and the schedule of individual sessions had been adjusted. After all, it was out of the question for the tribes to wander around in sweat in the old amphitheater.
She didn't have many days left to train and figure out which weapons Marlow could turn to. Marlow had confided her fears to her mentor at the beginning of the session, but Finnick didn't seem to mind and instead had fun trying to get her to lift his trident. Or rather: Finnick had come with an absolutely huge and beautiful trident, made of polished steel, and had thrown it to Marlow, simply shouting "catch". The tribute had clumsily grabbed the trident's handle before succumbing under the weight of the steel and falling to the ground.
" - This thing weighs a crazy weight!"
It was almost unbelievable that Finnick could hold this weapon as if his weight weights no more than three grams, while Marlow had to muster all her strength to slide the trident from her torso to the ground.
" - The scene was worth gold, love.", laughed the mentor before continuing, "I got an idea when I saw you handling the knives. Come here, I'll show you."
Finnick reached out his hand to help her up, picking up the trident with his free hand with incredible ease. He pulled a metal box from the table, not very high, and opened the two latches to reveal two weapons. To Marlow, it looked like a mix between knives and the heads of tridents. She was completely unfamiliar with this type of weapon and had never seen it in the weapons station.
"- Go ahead, try them on."
It was just ridiculous. It was almost as if Finnick offered to take off the last trendy pair of boots. He looked into her eyes, and Marlow knew he'd figured out what she was thinking. Nevertheless, the tribute grasped one of the twin weapons carefully at first and was soon surprised at the comfort of the grip. The metal pommel was covered with a black leather strap that would probably not irritate its owner's palm.
"- It's called a sai. The main point of the sai is used to prick, to pierce the target. The side points, which certainly remind you of my trident, are curved from the main point and are used for cutting or slicing."
