#tryman3

Tagging → Nike & Tryman Terabyte.

Time frame → Early evening, day before Arena.

Location → Lobby.

It was a little before dinner, and Nike found herselfnotwanting to be in the presence of all the tributes who flocked to the dining area to gorge themselves before the big day.  Nike viewed it along the same lines of not eating steak around cattle, something just wasn't right about it.  Then again, if Nike could, she would have loved to give a public demonstration to completely break the composure of the mentallyweakertributes amongst them.  She laughed under her breath, knowingthattime would come soon enough in the Bloodbath.

She had conducted business with the few tributes she had to speak to, Lolita and Fen.  But there was another tribute who shewantedto speak to.  As to what she would say to that intriguing tribute who had so easily caught her attention on the first day was yet to be thought of, a bit odd for the tribute who had so coldly and firmly conducted business only a few hours ago.  With Tryman, she knew that having a plan of attack would only end in her having to rapidly change it in response to him.

It was a befuddling game, but, it was a game that she didn't want to end.  She hoped his mental fortitude would last in the Arena and the two of them could engage in their game without the safety on.

Day 1:

Throwing Knives- Eta

Fire Making- Glitter

Day 2:

Edible Plants- Tryman

Climbing- Eta

Day 3:

Hand to Hand- Tristan