#milo-karat

As Karma unlocked the door to the Capitol training room, she looked back at the male tribute behind her. From what she knew about him, he was a Hunger Games fanatic, someone who knew each arena inside and out, and while that was helpful, he needed to have some sort of actual skill to impress the Gamemakers, to survive. She closed the door behind herself after the two of them entered the expansive room, not wanting any stragglers to wander in while they were working. “So, you’ve got the skill presentation coming up soon, as I’m sure you’re aware. What have you got to show them? What’s gonna make them want to bet on you?” // starter for @milo-karat

The newest task said over the loudspeaker was something Kelvin was unsure he was prepared for. Sure, he was physically well-trained, and although he was exhausted, if something else athletic was what was being asked of him, he was sure he would have been able to complete it semi-satisfcatory. But an exam? He hadn’t thought about math equations or history facts since Cyprian’s name had been pulled from the bowl, so he was unsure of how he would do.