Samantha was certain she loved this station the most, but she decided to leave it to the end of her training, so as to be alone. Indeed, most tributes had gone for lunch, or rest. When she stepped forward, she picked some long light daggers, and the programm began, she couldn't control the rising excitement out of the adrealine into her.
She swang around, bending and jumping, throwing her daggers at virtual enemies. She trained for many hours, she had gotten hit twice already, but she had "killed" 8 of her opponents. It kept becoming harder, so she went out, promising she would come back tomorrow.
She tried axes, knives, daggers, and stars. But the most comfy for her were the daggers. She trained harder the following days. When she felt satisfacted and bored, she stopped. She wouldn't stay in this arena for long to be the best... She only wanted to kill as many as possible, including herself.
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Subject: Throwing daggers 
Wed Jan 15, 2014 5:36 pm