District 11 Train

The luxury of the speeding train awaits the tributes...

Viktor stepped onto the train, his eyes took some adjusting to be able to see the interior of the train car. But when he was able to see, he could not believe the luxary that this train holds. He imagined the house that he and his father lived in and how it could easily fit into one of these cars and could never compare to this. After taking a moment for it all to sink in he went to one of food trays that was laid out on a table. He grabbed an apple and took a bite while thinking of Arisu. He sat down in a big armchair to finish it, trying to remember who the mentor was for district 11.

Viktor saw his mentor walked into the room. He was just finishing up his apple when she sat across from him. Viktor replied with a tone of self confidence in his voice, "Your my mentor right? I can't remember your name, what is it?" He stood up and walked to garbage bin and threw the apple core into it. making sure that he showed he was still wanting a conversation. He looked around to see if he wanted anything else but decided against it and sat back down across from what he presumed was his mentor.

He listened to what she had said, progressively getting more and more mad when he thought about it. He was just about to completely flip out when he thought to himself, this girl might be the only person who could keep me alive in the arena. So instead of yelling at her, he said in his best apologetic voice, "I am sorry, i do not have very much experience with talking to people, so i do not practice my social manners very often. But that is no excuse, i will make sure i am better." He felt happy with how he said it and was hopeful that she might teach him a few things, because she must know a lot if she had won these games before. Not only with how to win over the sponsors but on what to do in the arena.

"well", he said taking a moment to gather his thoughts, "What do you think my strategy should be going into these games? Both inside the arena and to the sponsors." He figured that he would probably be best at playing arrogance andsup eriority towards the crowd since he is 6'1 and most likely one of the biggest tributes. But it could never hurt to ask for opinions. Besides, he does not even know if he can truly pull it off since he never really had any oppurtunites to be arrogant.

Viktor soaked up everything that Marigold had to say like a sponge. He was very happy and glad to hear that he could just be himself and might still get sponsors. The thought of the capitol changing the essence of who he was was the one thing he would never let them do. If he died in the arena, he would die as himself and he would get the last laugh as they would not have changed him. He almost cringed at the thought of having to get a partner, even though he knew she was right. With his size people could think of him as a threat and might target him. Safety in numbers after all! "That is a relief, i can just be myself. Well... myself with good manners", he replied with an approving smile, "I was also wondering what i should do in training. Should i show my strengths or should i be hiding them so the other tributes can't see?"

Viktor thought about what his greatest skills was. He guessed that his greatest skill of all was handling a scythe, but what was his other skills. Maybe his strength, he had never seen a kid in his district that was stronger then he was. Viktor then looked at Marigold, who was eating some grapes, and replied, "So handling a scythe is my biggest strength so i wont show that. So maybe i will show the other tributes my strength. I think i should be one of the strongest tributes this year."