Into the deep end

[finnickohdear]

Who| Finnick and Anyone
What| Swim lessons
Where| The pool in the training center
When| Just before the crowning
Warnings/Notes| None. No one will be drowning today.


It has come to Finnick's attention that some of the tributes from District 4 don't know how to swim. That is utterly unacceptable so he's going to do something about it. He had one of the stylists from their district to get swimsuits made for all his tributes and made sure they were all ready and handed out before he got things set up.

The escorts had been instructed to send his tributes down to the training center with no ifs and or buts, with their swimsuits on if they knew what was good for them. There was a sign set up there instructing District 4 tributes to come to the pool, with an arrow pointing them in the right direction. Of course, there was nothing preventing anyone else from coming to the pool also.

Anyone who investigates will find Finnick in his own skin tight swim suit sitting at the edge of the pool waiting for tributes to arrive.

"Everybody in. The deep end if you know what you're doing, the shallow end if you don't."

Comments

[fire_punk]

Kevin sees the sign and decides to check out the swimming lessons, even though he was neither a Tribute nor from District 4. Some of the Mentors have already been back in the Arena once. What if they do it again and he's one of the ones sent back? Besides, he likes to learn things. And it might help him not think about Blaine's "vacation" even if he's just watching from the side of the pool room.

He runs back up to his room and grabs a swimsuit. And promptly pulls his clothes back on top. There's no way he's walking around this place with no shirt on. No way.

[finnickohdear]

Finnick greets him when he gets to the pool. He doesn't have a problem teaching another mentor how to swim, although he isn't sure what Kevin is up to coming with his clothes on.

"You here to watch or did you want to swim?"

He doesn't take his eyes off the other tributes for too long, just in case one of them gets into trouble. Which is far too likely at the moment.

ffff, sorry about the wrong account tag

[fire_punk]

Kevin smiles nervously. "I don't know how."

He's not planning to interrupt anything. The last thing he wants is more trouble. "I just thought maybe I could figure it out if I watched."

not a problem

[finnickohdear]

Finnick shook his head. It wasn't like people from Panem all knew how to swim, it was just amazing that so many of them didn't want to take the opportunity to learn when it presented itself.

"Trust me, you'll learn better in the water than you ever would just sitting and watching. It's one thing to have the theory, but your body just moves differently in the water."

[fire_punk]

Kevin looked at the water, longingly. He still didn't like showing as much skin as his swimsuit did. But then he remembered Blaine and his decision to do whatever it took to keep that from happening again. He pulled his shirt off and dropped his jeans before jumping in the water. "Okay. Teach me."

[finnickohdear]

Finnick shook his head. "You should have your stylists get you some swimwear. It helps."

But he wasn't going to say no to someone who wanted to learn. He was also there to make sure no one drowned.

"Put your arms out and try to press the water away from you, see if you can do that without touching the bottom for a while and then try to get from one side to the other."

[fire_punk]

He made a face. "This one's good enough. They'd probably make me one that's smaller than my underwear."

He pushed his arms out, kicking at the water to try and keep his feet off the bottom of the pool. "Like this?"