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

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?"