Training Log 2: Still Trainin'

[crypddyd]

[Executor Chat]

i will be holding another training session in the park on the limbo layer tomorrow afternoon for anyone that would like to attend

[there's actually a lot more spaces here than I'm gonna make you see because he still isn't sure how to send messages and keeps hitting enter instead. eventually it goes through though!]

[Limbo- Training]

[He's here just as he said he would be! He even apparently walked off with one of the cafe tables to put snacks on like a good host. Feel free to practice on your own or poke Lion himself to throw down. He's already doing stretches and picking up heavy things like giant rocks and people.]

[Limbo- Bathouse]

[After training Lion is here, in a towel, glaring at the water]

... Lady Rei WOULD tell me, right?

[what is he talking about...?]

Comments

Bathhouse

[mementomoritz]

Tell you what? [Medic is fully dressed and carrying her notebook. She appears to be squinting at a weird hunk of misshapen plastic on one of the bathhouse trays, perched comfortably on one of the low stone walls while she conducts whatever research she's doing.]

[It involves the bathhouse's item summoning and it's probably best not to ask.]

[crypddyd]

[And he's known her long enough now not to bother]

If I have a strong... odor.

[mementomoritz]

No, it's fairly mild, as body odor goes. [She's been close enough to heal you, take skin samples, and get yeeted that one time, Lion. She noticed a while ago.]

training

[schardynfreude]

[Poor dear hasn't QUITE gotten texting down, but that's fine, it's progress. The small details will get fixed as they go. Chiron's ready to help him out, and he could use some stretching and training at least as a distraction. He hasn't...acquired any new powers that he's aware of, but still, better to be on top of one's game in case a fight breaks out. Again.

And then Lion's just lifting big fucking rocks like it's no big deal??????]

Good gods, how are you doing that?

[crypddyd]

[he grins]

I've been able to since Lady Rei made us Executors. Though in what little memories I have I apparently was also able to do this even as a teenager.

[schardynfreude]

We've certainly some strength and durability that appears more than what one might consider normal, but even I can't simply lift a boulder-sized rock. You...

...Take no offense, but were this something you could do even in your youth [not gonna ask how old Lion is or thinks he is because ???] I feel as though your muscles would be quite a bit larger. Biceps the size of my head, for instance.

Training

[callbacks]

[Oh snap, son, there's food and someone's government-mandated sin is Gluttony. That's not really how Can Cry works, but that doesn't stop Clocks from meandering table-ways instead of boulder-ways.]

Shit, dude, you didn't say there'd be snacks. Lead with that next time, I almost skipped out on this beautiful episode of the big man's magnanimity.

[Fully distracted, he takes his hands out of the hoodie pockets--Lion's hoodie, still--and helps himself to noms.]

[crypddyd]

Clocks! I'm glad you came- this is a good chance to meet everyone.

The snacks were... a last minute addition, I'll admit. Maybe I should bring some every time from now on?

[callbacks]

One hundred percent the only way to guarantee attendance to a thing is to provide free foodstuffs to the masses. Basic assholes go with pizza or cheap coffee, but it generally doesn't even matter. If you feed 'em, they will come.

[The last may or may not be said with his mouth half-full of food.]

Training

[morelikeisabeast]

[Isabel showed up, ready to do some TRAINING. Honestly, gyms feel like a comfortable place to hang out.

What a surprise, for the Jock.

She walked in, waved to Lion as he lifted a small car or something, and claimed a water bottle for herself before going off to do her own stretches.

What? She can shoot energy bolts from her fingers. Why would she find super strength weird?]

[callbacks]

[Who is this... sassy lost child? JK, it's not Jock, it's Clocks who's more of a babe in the woods, here.

Still, she seems young. He watches for a moment before wandering over and joining with his own stretching routine.]

You're in this thing, too, huh?

[morelikeisabeast]

Heck yeah!

[See she can swear like the big kids!]

Sooner or later we're gonna have to beat up some more revenants, or maybe Esme, and when we do I'll be READY.

[discutio]

[training]

[Phoenix seemed perfectly fine carrying on by himself; his sword wasn't on fire, obviously, but even without it he moved with no less of the deadly accuracy he would in a fight as he cut down an imagined enemy in carefully planned combat drills.]

[Wanna spar with the blind acrobat, anyone, because he's clearly without a dance partner today.]

[bathhouse]

[While he wasn't overly comfortable with quite so much exposure, Phoenix would still come by after training--sinking into the water and running a hand back through his hair with a small sigh.]

[...Oddly enough, the scars on his face matched a set on his arm; starting from his left middle finger and running up to his shoulder in marks almost resembling the burns of a lightning strike i didn't forget his executor gear is short sleeved i don't know what you're talking about.]

Training

[callbacks]

[Click. Whrr.

Off to the side, sounds like someone's taking shots at Phoenix--with an instant camera, that is.]

[discutio]

[...For a brief moment, he felt a very strong sense of something familiar, a spark of disjointed memories that nearly made him miss a step.]

['Love the lighting-']

[Pausing to regain his footing, Phoenix tilted his head in the direction the sound had come from.]

...Was there something you wanted?

bath house

[crypddyd]

[Lion made sure to shift around when Phoenix entered so not to startle him. And once he's settled]

It seems we both had the same idea.

[discutio]

To our credit, it is a good idea. We could all use a bit of a short rest after all that's happened.

Training

[morelikeisabeast]

[Isabel is just kind of...doing her best to follow along with the flips and stuff, off to the side. She's not doing TERRIBLE, considering her youth and her lack of training, but she clearly has a long ways to go before she can do flips like he can.]

training

[seasharp]

[So Ariel is training for a good while, unsurprisingly. Sparring, running laps, practicing her swordplay, all the good stuff. For a little bit she watches other people train. It's a productive time. A sensible training session.

And then she raises her hand.]

Who wants to help me out and fight for real? No holding back or anything.

[Is she asking for someone to volunteer to beat her up?

Yes. Yes, she is.]

[crosscutting]

Don't say that near Kingslayer, they'll cut you in half.

[Said with unfortunate amounts of experience...]

SHIT LET'S BE IDOLS

[phantasmagorial]

[ So with Team Dads presumably hard at work on their callout post, Team Teen Girls also have their work cut out for them – if they're going to actually have a chance at beating up Esme, then they need to be in tiptop form at this whole idol thing.

But... first... actually figuring out the idol thing.

Which is why Rei's gathered the gang involved in the idol plan (including Dave, their brand new honorary teen girl) at the coffee shop in Limbo to at least try and get some of this worked out. Keyword being try. ]

So, um... I was thinking we should try and work out some of the things that are going to define the group. Like our name and our theme... things like that.

[ She's got a huge stack of notes right here, apparently for these exact purposes. Let's do this. ]

[mementomoritz]

A theme should probably be something we all have in common, right? [She's clueless, but at least she's here to learn. She brought a clipboard and everything.]

[phantasmagorial]

Right.

... you can see why I'm having problems with it.

[ Just LOOK at this disaster gang. ]

Re: SHIT LET'S BE IDOLS

[pride_of_amarcia]

[Pascal, while a bit older than most of the girls, is still more interested in sitting with them than the Dads, her usual smile on her face. She's even got some coffee.]

A group name and theme, huh? The first thought that comes to mind is not naming or theming to our being Executors - I could see Esme immediately trying stuff if we're too obvious.

Maybe something multicolor?

[phantasmagorial]

Well, she's going to know what we're up to pretty much right away if we play our cards right. The whole point of this is challenging her, and she already knows our names and faces.