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

Arriving to this waaaaaaay late. But this is something I've meant to do with him.

[saveswithsong]

Admitting a hole in his skills was a problem for Rat. He arrived, dressed for the occasion, with a towel draped over his shoulders. He let his hair hang in a ponytail and scowled at the pool as though it had done him some insult simply by existing. He was a bit later than had been arranged, but that was the last of his concerns.

Deep end or shallow end, eh? he had learned most things in his life out of necessity, and this would be no exception. He left his towel out of splash range and confidently climbed into the deeper water. He was quickly in over his head, quite literally. But he had the wherewithal to grab hold of the wall and drag himself back up to the surface. Well, here he was. The rest of the plan for the day involved keeping "drowned rat" merely a metaphor.