To the Homeland

[Jared Knight]

Jaren put his glass down and smiled. "Well, good luck then. You training hard?" He assumed she would be but he wanted to make up for his lack of knowledge by seeming as interested as possible. He drew on his cigarette and blew the smoke off over his shoulder.

[Mercedes Kearney]

Sadie nodded. "eh you have no idea. I barely sleep. Lets just say my trainer belongs in a mental institution" She took another drag of her cigarette and then a sip of her beer. Sadie loved this place because it reminded her of the pub her father owned in Boston

[Jared Knight]

Jared chuckled and took a gulp of his drink, enjoying the silky feeling of the liquid in his throat. "So you think you're going to win it?" He himself wasn't very competitive. He enjoyed playing and watching sport but mainly for the enjoyment factor. He once entered a swimming gala and came last because he was too busy examining the tiles on the bottom of the pool.

[Mercedes Kearney]

Sadie smiled softly."I've been training for this since I was ten years old. Plus I have the best horse a girl could have. He's my partner I wouldnt trade him for the world." Sadie finished her beer and then began to play with her nails. "If I dont win, its eight years gone. Fortunatly Ive won all of the qualifiers so I'm basically I would have to fall or something"

[Jared Knight]

Jared nodded. He knew well that feeling of pressure. "I suppose it's like when I've spent months on a painting then have to put it up for sale. I never know what will happen."