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[gluteus]

Who| Maximus and YOU, OPEN for Mingling - All District 3 will be 'Asked' to attend, but everyone else is welcome
What| Come get Combat Training from the Cyborg Gladiator
Where| The Training Center
When| Two days after the Motorcycle Races
Warnings/Notes| Nothing so far! Maybe violence, but nothing with gore since it's just training weapons.

Maximus was a regular in the training center, but today was different. Today he had set up a good portion of the hall exactly as he wanted it - a large training mat (one of the better inventions in the last few millenia),  a large rack of swords, shields, and spears. He couldn't find pilla, but spears would do well enough. The day before, he'd gone around to each of the rooms in district 3 and told them to report to the training center the next day, or face consequences. He also, however, asked Wyatt to attend, and mentioned it to anyone else he thought could use some training.

It didn't really matter who showed up, he would treat them all the same.

It took more than a day to make a soldier, but perhaps at least he could begin to get some of the tributes thinking like one.

Or maybe they would start seeing the benefit of working together.

His Sabertooth Tiger, Ferox, prowled around the edge of the training mat, watching the tributes as if one of them might make a good dinner, and occasionally coming up to rub its large head against Maximus' prosthetic leg.


[OOC note: Each tribute will be greeted, have a rough assessment of their skills taken, and then given a series of instructions for training. Trainees of a similar level will be grouped together, for team activities. Feel free to either tag in for the greeting/assessment, or create an open post for other people to tag you for mutual training.]

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[hit_girl_mindy]

Mindy nodded. "I can understand that. I mean, in your time who could even imagine something like cameras, and having that stuff transmitted to people at home? But its the best way to keep control if you think about it. As far as I know, you can record and there's a delay if you need to edit something, and the Capitol probably does that. Just in case some things get too real."

Another life. Mindy was definitely familiar with that feeling. She'd had it once her dad was gone and she was brought here. New York just made her think of him, and having to deal with the Capitol and the Arena and training had actually been a welcomed distraction.

[gluteus]

"I am sure they have ways of engineering that I could not possibly begin to understand or imagine," Maximus said gruffly. He had no ideas how cameras worked beyond the basics, and no really interest in learning.

[hit_girl_mindy]

"I want to imagine it." Mindy said it, low, but there was no mistaking her meaning here. "If they can create it, if they can do it, I'd like to know, just so I have an idea how much can happen."

[gluteus]

"Then your imagination must be better than mine," Maximus said heavily. But he knew better than to get into that particular conversation now.

"If you wish to continue your training, you're welcome to join me. I run through my drills every day shortly after dawn."

[hit_girl_mindy]

"If that's true, you must get great sleep at night," Mindy quipped.

She nodded. "I can do that. I meant to have a set schedule to do this kind of stuff to begin with."

wrap this here?

[gluteus]

"Good," Maximus said with a warm smile.

"Then I shall watch for you, in the mornings."

Totes fine!

[hit_girl_mindy]

"I'll be there." She smiled. "And thanks. It means a lot you'll take the time to bother. I hear mentors prize their free time."