User blog comment:Annamisasa/The 34th hunger game/ my first hunger game/@comment-5276165-20120709215950/@comment-5276165-20120709221153

Private Session: Ivy entered the private training room, and the Gamemakers nodded in acknowledgement. Ivy took this as the hint that she should start. She went over to the rope climbing station and stared up at it. It was long, but she's been training since she was what, seven? ''Stop shaking, Ivy. You'll do great,'' she reassured herself. She took a deep breath, wrapped her hands around the rope, and hauled herself up. She bit back a yelp as the rope swung back and forth, but she didn't stop climbing. When she was at the top, she jumped back down and looked at the stopwatch; she had climbed the entire thing in acceptable time. 18 seconds. Next, she went over to the knife throwing station. She weighed a knife in her hand, narrowed her brown eyes in concentration, and threw one after the other. One landed in the forehead of the dummy, one in the chest where the heart would be, one in the shoulder...the fourth, however, went stray. ''Just keep going. ''She threw three more knives at a different dummy; leg, stomach, shoulder. Satisfied, she went over to the camouflage station and carefully painted her arm to make it look like the bark of a tree. It nearly matched, but it could use a little more detail. She washed off the paint; to finish her session, she went over to the spear throwing station, and chucked four spears. One went through the stomach of a dummy, one in the head. The other two went stray, but one of the spears that missed skimmed past a different dummy and damaged it a bit. Ivy took a deep breath and picked up another spear; that's when a smirk tugged at her lips and she threw the spear at the ceiling. It lodged itself right above the door. She blew the Gamemakers a heartless kiss, and left.