RUSHED. but lets goooo gamemakers <3 _____ the darkness of the training hall was not an obstacle for somerset; it was a velvet curtain. this was a space that held a chilling beauty. a canvas with unspoken endings. while others may have shivered from the biting frost, somerset leaned into it. the cold was honest. it did not pretend to be anything but a slow, creeping death -- a sensation he had felt his entire life back at district twelve. he had begun to hum. the same, haunting melody from the reaping, back to sow its rewards. a gamemaker eating shrimp nodded at him. go time. a blinding sun blinked on before it turned off again. the lights were flickering. when the light flashed, somerset moved. he didn't just attack the training dummies -- he sought to unravel them. he focused on the structural vulnerabilities he knew by heart from years of tailoring. /flicker./ he pushed his legs against the frigid ground, a streak of white and inky black. the strobing light was a mess of a glare. he threw a needle. it hissed through the air, lunging like a serpent to its prey. the needle went wide, buried in the wall with a dull thunk. somerset did not flinch. somerset did not blink. to an observer, the miss might have seemed merely like a mistake. to somerset, it was a calibration. /flicker./ he shifted his weight, adjusting. he threw again. this time, the needle caught the very edge of the soldier seam. not a bite, but certainly a win. /flicker./ this time, his approximation was perfect. the needle pierced the exact thread that held its neck together. it clattered onto the ground. again. again. again. he did it until the dummy was simply a pile of parts, uselessly clutching the cold ground. somerset loved to see how things settled into decay, a silent elegance in inevitability. somerset watched it all with the detached gaze of an artist. he was simply a witness to the world's quiet disentegration. "well, i suppose i'm finished," bubbled somerset, turning to the gamemakers. "thank you for your consideration, loves." ___ btw! just for reference: he's showcasing his speed, his knowledge on sewing/tailoring, elegance, along with his personality that does not seem to falter no matter what.
