[Open] Doing what a General does best

[demifemme]

Who: Shura and OPEN
Where: The gym in Pisces
Summary: Shura is training hard, though in an usual manner
Warnings: Usual shirtless Shura warning

Shura training in the tatami room of the gym is actually quite new. Usually she sticks to the treadmill, maybe lift a (huge) weight or too and calls it a day. Her punching technique has absolutely nothing on that of a real boxer like Akihiko Sanada and she is no martial artist either.

Today, however, not only has she started practising katas in the public gym, but she's also doing so with a tessen easily half as big as she is tall. Despite the ridiculously oversized weapon and the fact that she is normally a unarmed fighter who's clumsy at best with weapons, she is currently moving with feline grace and deadly precision, only stopping once in a while to correct her position or drink some water and wipe her face with her towel, frowning deeply, looking rather crossed.

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[aurathread]

Tsukasa tentatively steps into the gym. He's abandoned his usual robe for a baggy shirt and sweatpants, and he looks very unsure. He has memories of training, but not how to do it.

Ugh. This is frustrating. He stares at the equipment, unsure of where to start. He's trying to ignore the shirtlessness of the other person in the gym, but it's hard.

[demifemme]

Don't feel bad, Tsukasa. She is rather hard to ignore, what with the markings and the horn and the golden eyes.

"Hello," she greeted him as she paused in her training. "Are you looking for something?"

[aurathread]

"I don't... know. I remember training, but I don't know how to use any of this."

He shakes his head.

[demifemme]

"You too?" She snapped her fan shut elegantly. "I cannot for the life of me remember using a weapon in combat, let alone a tessen. And yet, here I am."

[aurathread]

"I don't do physical combat. I'm a Wavemaster. We're the long-range spellcasters and the healers. I don't know that I could even pick up a sword."

Game stats are weird things.

[demifemme]

They are. Fortunately, in her previous life, Shura played some video games.

"So in other words... glass cannon."

[aurathread]

"Basically. I'm not meant for tanking."

At least she seems to understand what he means.

[operationbox]

Io was... well, actually going for a change. She, too, would be uncharacteristically using a weapon today - a sword, in her case; a regular one since Falchion had somehow gone missing. Sometimes other weapons were just better to use for the situation though.

The pieces of her practice outfit clash horribly with not only each other, but themselves and she doesn't seem to mind. At all.

Honestly going shirtless would almost be better at this point.

please don't actually get her to do it though. she probably won't anyway but... still...

[demifemme]

Normally Shura would have commented, if only in her own mind. But this was not normally, and Shura was too polite to actually say anything about the girl's outfit.

"Hello." She smiled.

[emperor_penguin]

[So you know the first scene where you see Captain America in the Avengers movie? The interior shot of a gym where he's just mercilessly beating the living shit out of a punching bag until he punches it right the hell off the chain and into the opposite wall?

DeDeDe's in here, and that's exactly what he's doing. He's been flooded with some pretty bad memories, and this somehow seemed like a better way than his usual methods to work off the steam.]

[demifemme]

Oh wow. Shura hadn't seen DeDeDe until then, but the noise of flesh hitting sandbag was starting to become distracting, especially with the strength he was hitting at.

She flipped her fan closed and walked to him.

"Excuse me, boss..."

[emperor_penguin]

[DeDeDe hits the bag one more time, splitting it open from the middle between his massive strength and the frustration he's working off. He takes a few heavy breaths to calm himself down before turning toward Shura.]

Oh, Shura. I see you've come to train as well.

[...That's certainly a much more polite tone than he's ever taken, and oddly devoid of his usual accent too.]

[demifemme]

That gives Shura pause, actually. DeDeDe is not usually this polite. Come to think of it, neither is she. She's even almost... soft-spoken.

"I was going to ask you to please ease up a little, but... too late." She looked straight at him. "I suppose you're being affected too? The Network is all up in arms with it."

[emperor_penguin]

[He lets out a sigh, shoulders slumping slightly just for a second before he straightens back up, raising his hand to pinch at the top of his beak.]

More than I'd like. I'm trying to distract myself, but it's only working so well.

[demifemme]

Shura nods. "So am I, actually. But this training is the only one I felt like doing." She looked at the ridiculously big fan in her hand. "I have never used a weapon in my life."

[emperor_penguin]

Honestly, I feel like I'd be more at home with a laser pistol right now than anything.

[demifemme]

Shura chuckles a little. "Man, I didn't even know those existed for real..." Then she growing, frowning and squinting her eyes in pain. "I really hope this is going to be over soon."

[emperor_penguin]

That makes two of us.

[Grunting in frustration, he starts walking over to the other side of the room to retrieve another punching bag.]