Knives Training

Risk swiftly walked across the room, to grab a sickle and try it out. He then walked back over to the dummies and did a series of amazing cuts, before getting the sickle stuck in the dummy. He tried to pry it out, and failed. He left it there and tried to walk across the room without attracting the attention of his ally's (Adrianna) district partner.

It had been a long time since Adrianna had given herself a true test of strength. rocks and logs were good improvisational tools, but to actually hold a good, bludgeoning weapon in her hands made all the difference. she seized a mace, running her hand along the metal surface for a moment. she then glanced at the dummies, as well as a couple other tributes practicing with blades and other sharp metal death instruments, but she didn't mind them. it wasn't killing time yet.

wielding a mace in both hands, she lunged towards one of the dummies, hitting it with such force that she blasted it apart. strength was her specialty, but she wanted to get accustomed to using actual maces instead of improvised hammers which were little more than rocks tied to large sticks.
she bludgeoned what was left of her target, and then spun around and connected her fist with the chest of another nearby dummy. it did not shatter, but she left a considerable mark nonetheless.

she dusted off her fists confidently, and continued to observe the weapons she could choose from. there was a reason they called her "Smash".

I walked over to the melee station, an picked up a sword. I weighted it in my hands, it felt very balanced, I swung it around a few times loosening my wrist. I watched the other tributes closely, trying to see what their talents were. I was looking for another male ally, but it was the big black girl that caught my attention, I watched as she destroyed the dummy with a mace, and severely mangled another with her fist. She was from a non-career district, but I knew I would have to get the best of the best in my group if I were to survive. I would have to find some way to get her on my side before we started the games.

Adrianna noticed another tribute--a male; career if she remembered correctly; watching her. she smiled and waved at him, because that was just what she did.
however, it seemed that he was not the only one who had his attention on her. she turned around, a mace still in her hands, and found herself in front of one of the trainers.

when he posed the question, she looked at him, then his sword, and then at her mace. this seemed like a fun challenge. besides... it wasn't like they'd let her die before the games, right?

"sure." she beamed, her smile growing. she had never expected to spar with a trainer here...

Adrianna plays defensively at first, also not wanting to do any real damage. however, she does want the trainer to be aware of her skill, and so she proceeds to block his strikes with powerful swings. she aims mostly for the weapon itself, which she tries to hit hard enough to knock it out of his hands. disarming an opponent would make them that much easier to beat.

Smash relied on her brute strength to shake off pain. the trainer landed a few light hits on her, but she knew that he wasn't aiming to seriously injure her.
a few other blows were blocked by Adrianna's mace, which she would swing at a perpendicular angle as the sword approached her body. there was a lot of force behind her swings, though she lessened this force when she sent a few swings towards the trainer's limbs. if this was an actual fight she would have aimed to smash the kneecaps or the elbows.

she swung much harder when she aimed to deflect his sword swings though, letting the loud clang of metal against metal ring through the air. she still had the same smile on her face that she always seemed to have.

Adrianna felt her leg getting knocked from under her, and reacted swiftly. she jumped, using her other foot to push herself off the ground before she lost her balance with it as well, and while in the air, she swung with her club.

strangely... she was quite enjoying all of this.

It was at this point that Smash was reminded once again that it was in fact fully possible for dexterity to outdo strength. however, there was a bit of natural speed that also came from strength and athleticism, and so Adrianna wasn't worried about getting outrun.

as soon as Adrianna was flipped, she kicked her legs and was back on her feet. even after the move, which could technically be counted as a defeat, her smile had not disappeared. such appeared to be the ways of Smash's inner workings.

she glanced at the trainer to see if he planned on continuing, or if that was the end.

Adrianna smiles, shaking his hand with a respectful nod.
...now it was time to go back to smashing things.