I was taught to fight, taught to win

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Who| Kate Bishop & open
What| Sparring and socializing
Where| The Training Center and common areas
When| Presently
Warnings/Notes| N/A? I apologize for my lack of speed, I'm battling a hand injury after I put this up, so typing is slow-going.

Kate is already in very good shape, with skills in fighting and weapons that allow her to hold her own in the field with superheroes and monsters of all kinds. But all of her training, all of her hard work, the countless adventures she's had across the world, none of that has prepared her for Panem. This situation is beyond anything she could have dreamed up, and so she's now spending over time in the training center, working out and preparing her body for combat. It's not exactly a healthy state of mind she's in, but she's too anxious and frankly too scared to sit around and be idle in this situation.

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Kate has been watching this woman, studying her form, making silent mental notes about ways to improve, minor adjustments that could take her from hitting the target to nailing it. For the longest while she manages to keep her mouth shut, but at last her ego and curiosity get the better of her and she has to speak up.

"If you alter your breathing, it'll come more naturally." She smiles, a sheepish one, remembering once again that her advice isn't exactly solicited.

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Though not entirely surprised, Snow was not fully aware that anyone had been watching her until now. But the advice seems genuine. She nocks the next silver arrow and can feel the breath trapped in her lungs, held in tight from nerves, concentration and thousand other things. She closes her eyes once and exhales. Breathes in deep and then tries to let it come naturally.

Its harder than a person might think.

The arrow flies. And ends up at the dead center of the target across the room.

Its only then that Snow turns to look at the woman, and she smiles. In this place, kindness seems a rare thing, and she is not about to let it pass by her, unrecognized.

"Thank you," she says, and lowers the bow, to give her arms a bit of a rest.

i apologize for the lateness!!

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"Don't mention it," Kate answers, grin becoming just a bit more toothy. As much as she enjoys shooting, it's also a secret pleasure of hers to watch other people do it. Watching someone else do it well is an added bonus. "You really didn't need my help. It looks like you've done some practicing here already."

oh my dear goodness i am just as bad D: i am sorry!!!

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There's a hint of pink in her face; a blush at what Snow very much considers a compliment.

"Not here, so much as back home," she confesses, and gestures to the room around them, "This is the first time I've been in this place."

shhh you're fine c:

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"Yeah, me too." Kate sighs, a feeling of camaraderie coming over her. As easy as it is to get angry about the situation she's stuck in, sometimes it helps to remember that she's not the only one stuck in it. "I've only been her a couple of days now."

<3

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"Me too," Snow confesses. She rolls out her shoulders a little bit; relaxes her posture. "Though I think I like it better here than the last place. I had never been to an amusement park before..."

She gives a the smallest of shrugs in her shoulders; she's understands just enough about amusement parks to know that she's had a particularly bad experience.