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Training
Jul 28, 2014 13:16:10 GMT -6
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Post by Ingrid Schuhmacher on Jul 28, 2014 13:16:10 GMT -6
Ingrid walked into the hotel room and plopped down in the nearest chair. She was so mentally tired from the last couple of days. She saw her brother walk in a minute later and turned in his direction.
"So...what is our game plan for training? What should we work on? Do we reveal our skills or do we train in something different?"
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Post by Anton Schuhmacher on Jul 29, 2014 9:18:33 GMT -6
Anton trudged into the room after an evening of dancing and schmoozing. He was exhausted, but Ingrid and him still needed to figure out a plan for training the next day.
"So...what is our game plan for training? What should we work on? Do we reveal our skills or do we train in something different?" Asked Ingrid as Anton face planted into the couch. He groaned.
"Well, I told our new alliance mate, Gaston that we should show off to show all those other volunteer idiots what it mean to....you know be an actual tribute and shit like that." He sighed and shut his eyes. "I think I'm going to hone my spear skills. This way, everyone knows the spear is mine at the Cornucopia. And then no one needs to know how I can break their neck to get it. But, tomorrow we should probably train together to remind the sponsors that we are a team. What are you working at?"
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Training
Jul 29, 2014 9:36:40 GMT -6
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Post by Ingrid Schuhmacher on Jul 29, 2014 9:36:40 GMT -6
Ingrid turned to her brother and spoke "I think we should train seperatly today and train together to tomorrow. You can use your flirting skills to make friends with other tributes. Work on your spear skills. I will work on stealth. Tomorrow we can work on something else."
Ingrid sighed. She didn't want to be "chumy" with the other tributes. Most of them annoyed her. She would mostly keep to herself today and focus on training. She wasn't a fan of socializing like her brother. He was much better at it anyway.
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Post by Anton Schuhmacher on Jul 29, 2014 10:11:15 GMT -6
Anton gave a short laugh. "I feel like that's a great plan. I'll just get them all to trust me. That way we can get more information and be able to catch them off guard for an easy kill." He got up and headed off to his room. "But, sleep first." And then he passed out.
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