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Post by Sent Pryor on Oct 7, 2012 15:38:33 GMT -5
Practice time! Well, the Sim had technically been practice, and that had been pretty sweet and fun practice at that, but that had been a group thing, for everyone that was here so far (there had to be more coming, she was positive), but… now she wanted some practice. To focus on her ‘powers’, and to see what kind of stuff she could do with them, exactly. After all, she was used to being able to do this. It was the norm, the kind of thing everyone could do, and so she hadn’t treated it like this big deal.
Well, now was time to change that.
Phasing through the door of the gym, she looked around curiously, hoping to spot someone. And… nope, there wasn’t a single person. Darn it all. She was hoping to test and see if she could phase another person… After all, everyone back home could phase, so it wasn’t as if she had ever done such a thing before. And even when mothers phased their children with them, that didn’t mean she could phase others. Said children could phase, so they could just be activating their phasing powers or whatever did that…
Agh, how did Brainy think like this, all the time? Remember, do not slip and accidentally call him Brainy. He does not like.
Ah, well. Maybe someone would show up later, and she could do her thing with them? Hopefully a willing volunteer… Either way, she could work on phasing things with her. She didn’t want to mess with anything that she could fritz up (she’d have to ask Brainy for anything she could mess with, later, he seemed to be the TECH GOD here), but some of the other stuff, she could work with. Like that set of weights over there, perfect! Building muscle and working on phasing!
Flitting over, she picked one up experimentally. Not a bad weight, nope… So, easily finding the other one and holding the matching set, she promptly dropped through the floor, bringing them with her into the hall below, before floating back up through. Easy, easy, simple enough to do~. Time to move up to the next set of weights!
She would just try to get through as many as she could, and maybe someone would be here by the time she was done… |
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Post by Andromeda on Oct 11, 2012 22:45:43 GMT -5
There was a blur of orange and black and, in the space of a couple heartbeats, a variety of targets were set up in neat lines in the gym... albeit with a couple crumpled corners and a dent in the wall that was not previously there. Slowing down into the fully-visible spectrum, Laurel sighed; she'd get around to super speed dexterity training. Right now it was time for target practice. Not with a weapon; that had already turned out pretty terrible when she'd attempted it the other day and, while she hadn't performed poorly during the group sim, the damages spoke to her not having enough control of her strength yet to risk another no-doubt-expensive plasma rifle in a second attempt. Besides, she already knew how to aim with one of those.
Her first two attempts with her heat vision left four targets aflame... and the one in the middle of them she'd been attempting to burn a neat hole into the bullseye of completely unscathed. Laurel suppressed her frustration. She could do this! This wasn't the first time she'd had to work at something. While she'd excelled during military training, nothing had ever simply come naturally for her.
The inner monologue seemed to help, as Laurel was quite pleased with the more funneled twin beams of energy which exploded from her pupils next... until she watched them go through the chest of a fellow Legionnaire who had just quite-literally popped out of the ground between Laurel and her targets. The Daxamite's eyes flew wide, her lips parted in a silent and horrified "o", and her face paled. No, no, oh please no; tell her she had not just accidentally murdered a team mate in her first week on the job.
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Post by Sent Pryor on Oct 12, 2012 22:58:48 GMT -5
She was just coming up from another repetition, another round with increasingly heavy weights, and the fact that they were so heavy was what took her so long this time, pausing for a quick breather below the gym, before she flitted back up once more, and was rewarded with a curious site, as soon as she breached: One of her teammates firing lasers through her chest, via her eyes. Whoops! “Oh, sorry!” she apologized cheerfully, automatically, before she took in the expression on the other girl’s face, and thought about how it must look. …Oh.
Carefully flitting out of the way, and to the other, who was… Andromeda? Yep, Andromeda. Tinya gave her a smile, before brushing by her to put away the weights, her shoulder and arm intersecting with and going through Andromeda’s own. “Intagible,” she explained, placing her weights on the rack and coming back. “No harm done.” With that, she brought herself back to the land of the physical, offering a hand to shake to her. “I’m Phantom Girl, nice to meet you.”
Definitely nice to meet her, she could do with a galpal around here, and Saturn Girl seemed so busy with stuff… Plus, that… vision thing or whatever seemed cool. She hadn’t really been paying attention in the sim today, but hm, what powers could she have? She knew that she was a… Well, actually, she forgot, but they were supposed to pretend she was a meta-human and whatnot. Easy done. |
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Post by Andromeda on Oct 13, 2012 3:05:04 GMT -5
Phantom Girl. Intangibility. Not only alien, but extra-dimensional; Laurel had super-speed read the member files and committed them to memory, not to mention analyzed their combat readiness (on the whole, poor) during the sim. That knowledge kicked in at the other girl's casual apology. However, she was still recovering from the momentary shock and so did not register, much less react to, the ivory-clad alien's movements until it was too late. Just allowing herself to relax from her brief mistaken horror; every muscle in Laurel's form tensed up, chords in her neck standing out, as Phantom Girl passed through her.
Nostrils flared and brows contracted in alarm, Laurel's companion's next words were drowned out by the Daxamite's own heartbeat, pounding this time in reactive anger instead of shocked fear. Glowering at the proffered hand and reflexively retreating a step, Laurel's words spat out between her lips in a breathless rush almost before she'd mentally conceived them as she jerked her chin at Phantom Girl's still-extended digits.
"I think having you uninvited inside me is quite enough contact for one day with your alien fil-" Laurel barely managed to bite off the end of that statement with a sour expression. Feeling flustered and unsettled, she took a deep breath as she cast around for how to proceed. An apology flitted briefly through her mind, quickly drowned in feeling wronged by how foreign and unmanageable her whole life had suddenly become, and so she instead made a sweeping gesture in the general direction of the targets;
"What were you thinking, anyway? What if I'd fired a moment later and you'd corporialized? Are you trying to get yourself killed? We have doors here, you know..." Starting to sound petulant even to herself, Laurel trailed off with a huff that sent a gust of wind across the room and immediately dowsed the fires her heat vision had caused; this did nothing to improve her mood.
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Post by Sent Pryor on Oct 19, 2012 22:58:14 GMT -5
Tinya was honestly surprised at such a reaction, hand dropping to her side as she took in it. Even Brainy hadn’t reacted like that… Geeze, what was her problem!? Everyone else had been okay with her phasing through willy nilly, even if she had been requested by her little green buddy to not do it to him, so she needed to cut it all out! Scowl forming on her face at the pause in the conversation, Tinya’s hands found her hips, brow furrowing. “Listen here-”
And then she was interrupted, grife! This had better not be a normal occurrence, ugh, or she and her were not going to get along, thank you very much!
“I didn’t know you were here!” she exclaimed, scowl on her face. “I was practicing phasing with objects – that’s why I came through the floor, I use the door – and you came in while I was in the room below! Besides, I’m trying to be intangible this whole time, I’m not gonna stop!” She huffed to finish off her words, giving Andromeda a baleful glare as, as she had said, she went intangible once more, as clearly she wasn’t going to be touching this b- jerk anytime soon.
“Listen, I don’t know what your problem is, but cut it out? If you have a problem with me phasing through you, fine, just tell me. No need to be a nass-head about it.” Her arms gravitated up to fold themselves over her chest, and the girl regarded the newer Legionnaire with a scornful eye. Even Brainy was nicer than her, and he had been through pretty much the exact same scenario when meeting (well, she had ruined his lab table, versus getting heat vision shot through her) up.
And to think, too, she had been wishing for someone to come and join her… |
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