Training in Peace.. -Open-

Approaching the melee station, Thomas noticed the District Three girl training on her own with a dummy. He watched as she stuck it in the shoulder, but appeared to have a bit of trouble pulling it out. Once she did get it out, she wound up dropping it to the floor. Thomas laughed slightly with a grimace on his face. Walking closed to the station, Thomas watched the girl as he picked up a couple of daggers of his own. Melee combat was his weakness, but he was hoping to not have to use it on the field. Taking up position beside the District Three girl, Thomas stood away from his dummy and threw the dagger.

As the dagger stuck, Thomas noticed he was a bit off. The metal end was stuck about the ribcage area, roughly between the seventh and eighth ribs. Thomas grimaced as he approached the dummy to pull out the dagger. Taking a glance back at the District Three girl, he hoped that his mistake wasn't noticeable as he went to stab the dummy in the neck.

Thomas glanced at the girl from Three, Jennifer, and nodded. "Thomas. Most of the time the people back home just call me T.Q." Thomas stated bluntly. He noticed that Jennifer was talking in a more relaxed tone, as if she had known him for awhile. His tone came out slightly nervous, he noticed. He was talking to a District Three girl. Even though not a Career, he was still wary.

He pulled the dagger back out from the dummy's neck. Stepping back, he tossed it again, this time making the dagger hit between the third and fourth ribs. "That's better," he said. "Looks like you aren't great with a dagger either, are you? he questioned, watching her.

"Meh, I'm alright." Jennifer had to admit, if she were to pick up a melee weapon, it'd be a dagger. Jennifer decided to try again, and threw it. In the chest, she was very pleased by this, and went up, getting my dagger, throwing a couple more times, chest, heart, head, and elbow. "I am a bit better with ranged, but I'm okay with melee, just need a bit more practice."

Turning back to his dummy, Thomas began to slash. Using his one hand, he slashed at the dummies chest, cutting into the materiel that mad the dummy, leaving shallow slash wounds. Wiping the back of his hand onto his forehead, Thomas returned to slashing. As Jennifer mentioned ranged weaponry, Thomas' ears perked up. He wiped his forehead again, and using his free hand, stabbed backwards into the dummy with his dagger.

Thomas strood towards Jennifer and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Glad to see I have a possible ally who is also more of a ranged attacker," he said. Turning away from her again, Thomas looked towards his slashed up dummy. He walked over to it and pulled the dagger out of the torso. Stepping back, Thomas took aim at the throat, and threw the dagger. Though not quite the throat, the dagger landed in the collarbone area. Taking his other dagger, Thomas preformed a small run and jammed the other dagger in between the collarbone and the shoulder blades. He figured that his stab was close enough to the subclavian artery that it could be fatal.

Brushing his hair back, Thomas pulled one dagger out and returned to slashing the dummy.

"You are one of few on my allies to-get list," Jennifer had to admit, she wanted allies. But it may be hard to keep them secret if she hangs with them too much. "So, tell me about 8." Jennifer asked, she wanted to get to know his life back home, she stabbed the stomache, she found that ironic because she was gettin a bit hungry. She continued practicing though, she thought of the list of people so far she wants in he ally list, maybe send a note to them or something. Jennifer left and went to the lunch room.