Gotta Learn My Meds!

Nefara was proud of the practice she'd gotten in yesterday, although she knew that half of the games was surviving from exposure too. She could bash in skulls all she liked, but if she died of dehydration or starvation, then she was screwed. She walked towards the medical station where the instructor gave her a four hour lecture on what plants to use and not use for salves. Freckles was bored out of her mind, but she paid close attention anyways. You could never be too careful....

Nefara looked over, who was this? People talking to her? She gave a small smile to him anyways, "I'm from Four. I'm Nefara, or Freckles. What's your district?" she said with a friendly smile, starting a salve out of some various plants that the medical station had.

Freckles smiled. So, he was searching for an alliance? "Well, actually, I don't know anyone. Even the boy from my District." Nefara replied, finishing her salve and handing it to the instructor for her to inspect. She leaned against the table, watching him work on bandages. A district fiver? What did they do again? Power? She briefly thought about how useful he COULD be, then finally said, "If you wanna join up for the Games, I'm good with that. Just know that I'm not making any promises." she said with a grim smile. "And...I can't promise that it'll just be the two of us, she finished, her grim smile opening up into a more friendly one.