Tris || Six.

° Run boy run, they are trying to catch you. ° Fell in love with a man with four fears, guess how many I had? [#Divergent / #FWRPG.]

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~ was tough, and I stared questioning my worth. Am I good enough?}}

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~ it's way to my face as I caught the eyes of #Christina, turning back to the bag and slamming my fist against it as best I can. Dauntless ~

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~ were glued to me, though I wasn't sure who's. I know well who I wanted it to be, but he was too busy fighting surely. A small smile made ~

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~ looking in by not touching, but the ache is there. Crossing my ankles before standing, I walk over to the punching bags, very aware eyes ~

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~ thought. It was extremely difficult when he was right in front of you training, muscles tensed... I felt like a viewer of a house, ~

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~ strength wasn't there like the others. I was weak on my upper body, or so Four said... a breath leaves me as I try and lose my train of ~

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{{Crossing my arms to enlope me, looking smaller, I look towards the others around and watch the training. I picked up nothing, I knew my ~

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{{I give a small smile, my eyes shining with a small amount of brightness as I wave at the TL.}} Hi. Tris speaking.