After the first initial interview with Caesar Flickerman, and adjusting to the fact that the Capitol is way different than back home at District 4. Satoru had a hard time falling asleep, despite Yaga’s insistence on doing so. Today was one of the training sessions with the other tributes, and Satoru needed to gain as much information as he could out of them. Although, he plans not to team up with Careers. And even that, to team up with the Career’s was also by Yaga’s insistence. Of course, Career’s always stuck to each other.

Upon making his way into the gymnasium where all the other tributes were, in the clothing he, and other tributes were forced to wear. Satoru’s eyes glided across the room, taking in everyone he could see. He could very obviously pinpoint who was a Career, and who was not. Deciding to attempt on keeping on the down low— although ultimately that’s a job in itself as he’s the Capitol’s darling. The tributes should know who he is.

Chattering can be heard all around him, and Satoru’s finding it obvious that the other tributes are sticking to their partner who was chosen with them. His partner, the female tribute is no other than Shoko Ieiri. One who hadn’t been training for the Games, but had been ultimately been selected. She had her short brown hair, brown eyes, a rather aloof appearance and kept hush-hush on herself. Satoru, back at home, had often observed as she worked on figuring out which plants nearby had medical properties. He didn’t know if Shoko had skill in combat, and that could be an Achilles’ heel.

“Something on your mind?” Shoko, who murmured in that often nonchalant tone of hers.

“A lot,” Satoru decided to keep it vague, since they weren’t exactly close, in his book. “I mean, who doesn’t?” He feigns a small grin, and Shoko only shook her head, before heading off to a station that offered the opportunity to showcase camouflage. Huh. Satoru just couldn’t figure her out, oh well. He could only silently hope for her safety. Perhaps he would keep her as an ally.