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thecapitol2014-07-27 01:49 pm
gluteus) wrote in thecapitol2014-07-27 01:49 pm
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I could feel myself growing colder
Who| Maximus and OPEN
What| Maximus is a ball of fury and vengeance
Where| Around the tribute center, mostly in the training center
When| During and after the mini-arena
Warnings/Notes| rage, lots of rage
His metal leg clicked under him, whining with the strain. His tunic was folded down his waist, his chest bare, slick with sweat as he thrust his sword hard into the target, piercing its chest and coming out the other side. He'd been at this for hours - no, for days, in and out of the training center with barely a pause. His muscles were taut under his tanned skin, even more well defined than they'd been when he'd won his arena. He had, after all, been training nearly constantly since District 3 was destroyed.
For the most part, he kept to himself. He was still rooming with Wyatt, but they spent less and less time together, so instead when he wasn't in the training center he was either in the District 3 suites, or in the common room, where he mostly (these days) took his meals alone.
What| Maximus is a ball of fury and vengeance
Where| Around the tribute center, mostly in the training center
When| During and after the mini-arena
Warnings/Notes| rage, lots of rage
His metal leg clicked under him, whining with the strain. His tunic was folded down his waist, his chest bare, slick with sweat as he thrust his sword hard into the target, piercing its chest and coming out the other side. He'd been at this for hours - no, for days, in and out of the training center with barely a pause. His muscles were taut under his tanned skin, even more well defined than they'd been when he'd won his arena. He had, after all, been training nearly constantly since District 3 was destroyed.
For the most part, he kept to himself. He was still rooming with Wyatt, but they spent less and less time together, so instead when he wasn't in the training center he was either in the District 3 suites, or in the common room, where he mostly (these days) took his meals alone.
Whenever he saw another member of the District 3 suites, he invited them (or perhaps threatened them) to join him for training. He was absolutely determined to be in top form, and anyone he knew or had any regard for he was determined to see them in it too.
He was quieter, sterner, the easy smiles that had come when he'd regularly been seen with Wyatt had now completely disappeared.