IC Thread

[SecretRock]

Location: Hero Inc. Base, outside


Time: 14:30 CCT


Weather: Temperate, sunny


Outside the base is always set up for training, the equipment built to withstand the weather possibilities. The first noticeable thing by the base entrance is a ladder leading up into the trees, the start of an obstacle course that wound around the island including climbing, running, jumping, and swinging. By the edge of the water a circle was marked out, meant to be a sparring arena for anyone wanting to test themselves that way. On more solid ground, some dummies and targets were set up for people to practise on something that couldn't hit back, all of them in some state of disrepair. Overall, it was just like the indoor ones, but a lot of people preferred the outside one because, well, it was outside. Being in an underwater facility could get a little same-ish, so the outside part of the island, not to mention the missions, provided a nice break from the monotony.


Today there were no particular people using it, so it was open to everyone. Oscar was stood at one end of the shooting range, glowing almost unnoticeably with a silvery light. Taking a deep breath, relaxing as he exhaled, he channelled it into his left hand, then swung said hand around, throwing a ball of the same coloured energy at one of the targets. It flew wide and hit the very side of it, leaving yet another scorch mark on it. He sighed as the glow around him faded and stepped back. He'd been practising for about half an hour so far and none of his attempts had even come close to hitting the centre. There was a reason he was an architect and not an athlete. Turning away from the targets he glanced around to see who else was there, if there was anyone he could talk to.


Cass slid down the ladder at the end of the obstacle course, covered with sweat from both exertion and the heat. She picked up her water bottle and took a deep drink. That was her fastest time yet, but she knew that she could go faster. She could always go faster. There was no need to be satisfied with where she was at the moment if she could get better. And she could always get better. She moved over to an empty space of ground and sat down, taking a rest while watching what everyone else was doing. She didn't interact much, being more of an observer, and now was no different. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to know what the people she was working with could do.

 

[Samurai Jay]

James walks towards the shooting range a assault rifle seeming to materialize in his hands and he whistles a small tune but though the helmet it sounds kind of...robotic at times. He hopes no one pays much attention to him before he gets to the range where he feels the most comfortable. Also a light shines from various pouches and holsters around his body as pistols, magazines full of rounds, and even a shotgun on a sling across his back begin to appear. Doing this takes a lot out of him but he knows since the base is a safe place he can do this unlike out in the field where the fatigue could get him hurt. The armored suit he has on him seems to move with him and makes him seem more confident since no one can see his face.

 

[TheMilkMan]

Peter walked through the metallic hallway towards his training hall. Walking through the fortified building made him feel like he was in some top secret government facility. Well, that's essentially what it was, except that the owner of the place was not associated with the government and this was international. He turned the corner and entered the empty training hall. Usually this place would be used to host obstacle courses and training missions, but since this was so high tech they could easily replace it whenever necessary. The room was pitch black despite the amount of floodlights in the hall. A woman spoke through a speaker as he entered "Hello Peter, you're just on time. How are you feeling today?" that was Kate, one of his teachers, everyday they would meet in this hall to further practice his abilities. "Yeah i'm actually feeling good today. Guess today is gonna be another lesson on light!" as he spoke a square pedestal rose out the ground with a vest on it. When he put the vest on Kate would be able to monitor Peter's vitals. Even if they saw the same thing everyday it would still help her understand what he needed to do to improve his power, as it is different for everyone. "That's great! Light it is" With a flick of a switch all the floodlights in the room turned on one by one except for a single one in the back. Now a control room could be seen protruding out of the wall near the ceiling, where Kate could see the whole hall.  "We'll start off with something simple just to warm you up. You see that floodlight in the back? I want you to transfer light from the one on the opposite end of the room to it." He put on the vest and looked towards the light that he would be transferring. Smoothly the light popped out and the floodlight went dark again. A ball of light was now flying through the air at a slow pace. "Ok that's great. Can you try to speed it up a bit now?" Peter laughed, this was nothing. It was as easy as just picking it up. But then his confidence faded away as the light started to tremble when it picked up pace. Kate noticed this and glanced at the vitals, they were spiking big time. "Peter! Stop! You're trying too hard to keep it up and its affecting you. Relax, don't try too hard" He took her advice and soon the ball stabilised and made it to the other floodlight. "Perfect! Now onto some real practice!"

 

[Broncos]

Jason approaches a room inside the building. He was wondering were his girlfriend was but assumed she was doing her own thing as he walked into the room. Inside laid a computers hooked up together. There was also a couple of beds, a table, a TV, and a mini-fridge. This was his room and Jason soon walked to the computer. He then began to type away on it. He had been trying to mess with some of the systems inside the facility with the heads permission to see if it was hackable. Jason quickly realized they had many problems that needed fixing but while fixing them, he always left a back door that could only be accessed with the right code. He continued to type away at the computer, fixing any problems he saw

 

[Samurai Jay]

James walks up next to cass and gives a little nod as a hello. He smirks inside his helmet and points his assault rifle down range and begins to squeeze off rounds a majority of them going exactly where he wanted them due to him doing this everyday, one he was done with the rifle he drops it and pulls out his pistol and begins fireing at several other dummies and targets placing rounds into there heads and other important organs. Inside his helmet unable to be heard outside his helm music is playing and james is humming along to it since he shut the mike for the helmet off. But still able to hear outside noises.


@SecretRock

 

[SheWhoMustNotBeNamed]

The hallway that Harley was walking down was a bit on the darker side but she wasn't worried too much she sort of knew where she was going. Sort of. She hadnt been here too long but long enough to move around and get to where she needed to go. She could feel Pym wriggling about on the top of her head but paid him no mind since he wasn't complaint. Yet.


"I'm sure the training room is around here somewhere" she muttered mentally recalling the way, her instructors had suggested that she try meditate ans expand her magical reserves. She wasnt sure it would work but Pym for once had agreed with her teachers, expanding her abilites meant to should be able to target more people than she currently could. 


Pyms soft snores echoed along the hallways making Harley snigger, he didn't believe her when she said he snored and right now she wished that she had a recorder to have evidence. Spotting the door to the training room she began to speed up as she was beginning to get freaked I'm the empty hallways.


Pushing the door open she didn't notice another student already using the room it seemingly moving the light around the room.


"Pym wake up you lazy" she grinned nudging the mini God with her finger almost have it bitten when she did. Pym was notoriously grumpy when woken up. Glancing up she noticed the student causing her to freeze on the spot, she must have ruined his training session.


@TheMilkMan

 

[SecretRock]

"Nice shooting," Cass noted as she watched James 'kill' the dummies he shot at. The comment wasn't necessary. He was always a good shot, probably due to how much practise he put in or something. Cass knew that her skills came from that, but different people did different things. It could be part of James's power that he had excellent aim, but she didn't really know what his power was. She shifted a bit to get out of his way then took another drink, watching him. Maybe she should practise some kind of shooting at some point. It could only be useful, and you can't always get in close to someone. But that was a subject for another day. Right now, she just watching, maybe going to practise her melee later, get faster at that too.


"Maybe you could skip guns for today, spar with me instead?" She suggested, pulling one baton out of the holster they had on her back and tossing it in her hand. She looked up at James and raised an eyebrow in question as she tucked her water bottle out of the way.


@Samurai Jay

 

[Samurai Jay]

James hears someone speak up and smiles at her comment his voice sounding a little bit robotic due to the helmet filtering his voice.. "Thanks I am always out here practicing this since it is the best use of my powers." he holsters his pistol and tosses the assault rifle and shotgun into a box that he normally deposits the gear. "if you ever want some lessons I can teach you, its pretty simple." he tosses his extra mags and the spent ammo into another crate that will be cleared at the end of the day.


he goes and grabs a soda and takes a sip the helmet opening a little bit around the mouth so he can drink. He then hears her mention some sparing and smiles softly the helmet closing not showing anything but the glowing glass of helmet. "sure I am up for a spar. it is always good to take a brake after practicing something everyday."


he holds his hand off to the side and a nightstick begins to appear in his hand but it seems to have a small box attached to the sticks bottom.

 

[TheMilkMan]

Peter was now working on creating constructs while in combat. This only put more stress on him but was a necessary part of his training. If he could not utilise his powers in action then there was no point in training to become a hero.


He created a shield as turrets rose out the ground. Even tough they couldn't hurt him since they weren't loaded with real bullets he would tagged so Kate would know if he got hit. A bell echoed throughout the room, it meant that the turrets were ready and he could start. Now he knew that he had to act fast as his shield would not survive very long since his powers were not fully developed, hopefully in the future he would be able to make more powerful constructs. He created a spinning saw blade and sent it flying towards the two turrets but it disintegrated before it even touched them. The turret was just out of his reach and his shield was already starting to crack. Knowing he had to do quickly do something he jumped up and created a large diagonal spring under him which launched him into the air. Only if he were able to create more complex constructs, he would make some kind of car or a tank, but for now he had to do with this. When he was directly above the turrets he created an anvil and dropped  it on them squashing and destroying them. 


He landed on the ground with a roll when the doors opened. He got up and looked towards them expecting it to be a teacher, but he was surprised when it was just another student. She seemed startled by Peter as if she didn't expect him to be there. "Hi, are you looking for a training hall? There should be a free one further down the corridor, but you can stay and watch here if you want. Of course I don't want to interrupt your lessons so thats up to you."


@SheWhoMustNotBeNamed

 

[Error404RealityFailed]

Kathreftis Andrea slowly wander down a hall. Her deep green hair flowed as if it were water, but no liquid stained her hero outfit. Though her hair was actually water, it wouldn't stray far from the rest. So was the way of the Siren's and their latest catch. Kathy had given herself into slavery to save her father. They had granted her a small window of freedom in exchange for bagel bites. Yes, bagel bites. Aegean loves those little pizza bagels to death and hadn't had one in years. When Kathy got handed down her, Aegean jumped on the chance. So Kathreftis was free for the rest of the year. Then she'd have to serve her father's captors again. She hadn't seen her mother since age twelve, but she hoped it had been worth it. She had always seemed to miss Kathy's father. Well, she had him now, and soon she'd have her daughter back too. If Kathy could find them again.


She turned a corner and let out a colorful cuss such as "Fudge nuggets" or even "Brussel sprouts!". She'd seen this place before, meaning she was thoroughly lost. Great.  The only option now was to call out. "Hello?! Anyone?!" 

 

[Yanipurr]

Tami let out a small sigh as she wondered around the underwater complex that was her home and has been for the past few years, she was very used to it and has over time grown to like it she loves seeing and figuring out how these things we're made after all it was a core part of her power was knowing how things were made after all who knows maybe one day she'll know just how to create a structure like this using her powers. As Tami wondered about she paused she could have sworn she had something to do today something like one of the teachers wanted her to help out another student training. She walked past a few training rooms when it popped into her head one of the teachers Kate asked her to help out in Peter's lesson since he was trying to advance his powers into creating constructs something that Tami was specialized in this caused her to pause her in her step and begin peaking into the many training rooms. He saw a few people but none that met the description of Peter just as she was about to give up she looked into another training room and saw to people in their the first didn't match the description the one behind however did, it then however occurred to her that the other person there was she there because Tami was too late if she this was awkward if not it was fine.


Tami stepped foot into the training room and scratched the back of her head awkwardly. "Sorry if i'm interrupting something." Tami said quietly she wasn't great at the whole socializing thing. "You wouldn't happen to be Peter would you?" Tami said a little louder she hoped she had got the right room and wasn't too late to help him out.


@TheMilkMan @SheWhoMustNotBeNamed

 

[SecretRock]

Cass slid her baton back into it's holster for now and pushed herself back to her feet. The sparring ring wasn't too far away, and it would be better to fight there so they didn't accidentally get shot by someone. She smiled slightly at James, then noticed the box on the end. It piqued her interest. Her batons were just reinforced sticks, some rubbed added for better grip. They were just meant to hit things. The weapons expert guy, she forgot his name, had offered taser like prongs on one end or something, but Cass didn't trust her skills that much. It wouldn't do her any good to shock herself in the middle of a fight,


"Fancy weapon right there." She joked, though with her normal tone of voice it was hard to tell it was a joke. With a small smile to herself, she started to lead the way to the sparring ring. "You know how to use that?" She checked.


@Samurai Jay

 

[Mistory]

It had been a long day, and while he wouldnt admit it, Eric was glad to be in this place. It let him relax.


Dropping his shoulderbag to the side, he gave a sigh, pulling a rubber glove over his pale fingers.


After fumbling with his bag he eventually pulled a sealed ziplock. Inside was what resembled a raw chicken breast. He managed to fish it out, and took a breath, before taking a bite. It actually looked pretty gross.


The teen withheld a groan, sealing the bag and slipping the...meal...back into his bag, along with several other bagged entre's.


He couldnt say he wanted to eat these,but they were probably the best thing for him. Filled him up faster than anything else. The taste was...definantly an aquired one. Even after two years he hadnt "aquired" the taste for them yet.


After bagging the glove aswell, probably for sanitary reasons, he shivered, and stood, cracking his neck. Stepping foreward, he rolled his knuckles, his hands taking a deep red color, before contorting to something similar to burned flesh, dripping crimson ooze at his feet.


The transformation began to climb to his shoulders,before consuming his body. By the time he was in position his entire form was dripping, visceral ooze. The new form crouched at a large cement block, mostlikly pushing two tons, and snarled. Its newly formed claws flattened, slipping under the block with ease. After a shaky breath, the creature groaned,increasing in size and muscle mass,until he was an roughly 8 feet tall,looking like some sort of twisted body builder. In the next motion he hoisted the massive block on his shoulders, taking a moment to steady himself, before he began his work out.


Squats first. One...two...three...

 

[Samurai Jay]

James chuckles as she mentions the weapon. "Thanks I try my best to make this stuff." He looks at it and plays around with it a bit testing its balance. "As for knowing how to use it... Nope but in a quick learner when it comes to things like this."


He steps to one side of the sparing rings and snaps his arm to the side and cass can pick up a soft humming.

 

[TheMilkMan]

Before the girl got a chance to speak, another person walked in the room. "Yeah i'm Peter. What do you need?" But then Kate spoke over the microphone answering his question. "Peter, this is Tami. She can create constructs, but more advanced ones. Since todays lesson is about constructs I thought that it would be fitting for you two to work together" 


@Yanipurr @SheWhoMustNotBeNamed

 

[The Comet]

Jaime Reyes
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Jamie's head jerked up as a ringing sound darted around in his skull. He panted heavily, looking down at his soaking wet t-shirt and boxers before shaking his head. "Sweat..." His attention was turned to his alarm clock, planted on the nightstand beside the full bed. "I'm late!" He exclaimed, jumping out of the bed. I thought I told you to start waking me up! He thought angrily to Harold. The A.I. in his head just sighed as it began talking, it's accent thick british. Who died and made you leader? We're a team, mister Reyes. Jaime shook his head rigorously as he entered the washroom, freshening up for the day.


The door of the washroom swung open as Jaime rushed out. He wore his normal hoodie and swearpants, this time looking less in style than he was used to. Jaime raced back to his nightstand, picking up a slice of the leftover pizza before exiting his dorm. He began to run as he ate before a "Whirring" sound was heard. His feet were now coated in the rollerblades as he raced down the hall, dodging various students by leaping from wall to wall.


Hey err... Harold? Jaime thought as he raced towards the training room, probably late for the first examination. I forgot where the training room was... again. Harold let out a deep telepathic sigh as they raced down the halls, they wouldn't be allowed to use the boosters inside. Turn left, mister Reyes. As Jaime followed the instructions given, he'd drift-turn into the even more secret service-like corridor,  catching a glimpse of the training room door at the end of the hall. Some other student must've been late as well cause there seemed to be a girl standing by the door. He'd skid to a stop, smelling the bioengineered rubber burn before it retracted back into his body.


Jaime would continue to stroll down the halls, glancing about before entering the room as well. He glanced up at the cockpit where the professor conducted the examination, nodding before turning to the other students. "Jaime." He replied to Peter, the boy he'd overheard asking what they needed. "It's the training room, wild guess, to train?" He said, his voice awfully sarcastic. "I'm pulling your strings mate, don't leave me hangin' all gloomy, 'kay Pete?" He let a grin slide onto his face as he raised a hand in hopes of shaking Peter's.






@TheMilkMan @SheWhoMustNotBeNamed @Yanipurr

 
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[SheWhoMustNotBeNamed]

Before Harley could respond to the guy, Peter, she had previously interrupted more people seemed to suddenly appear out of think at the training room but that could be that she hadn't really been concentrating. she wasn't sure how she should respond to all these people and felt a bit out of place as they all seemed to know each other. Despite the fact she had been her for a little while she didn't really know anyone as she had kept to herself and trained in her free time. 


Pym on the other hand was intrigued but all these new people and floated up off her head and went towards each of them as he studied her class mates. He seemed to be fond of the new arrivals mohawk flying around assessing it from all sides. "You should get one of these Harley, it would make an excellent bed for me" he said to his friend nodding to himself loving his new idea.


Harley on the other hand just wanted the ground to swallow her up. She felt like her face was ten different shades of red from what Pym had just done. He had even patted the Mohawk. 


"Pym" she hissed at the God who had moved on to the other girl. He seemed to be itching to touch it  her hair and she prayed that he wouldn't. Deciding he didn't want to touch the other girls hair  but before she could let out a sigh of relief his face grew mischievous and shooting them all a naughty grin he flew back to Harley and into her hair. Standing at still has she could she wondered what the mini god was up to, that grin usually meant trouble for her.


@TheMilkMan @Yanipurr @Barred

 

[Error404RealityFailed]

Kathreftis looked around nervously, deciding to wander the other way. Every wall looked the same. "Hello!" The siren called angrily, beginning to move with a quicker pace. Was no one really around?! This was almost as annoying as the gulls that stole sandwiches in the beach parking lot. (She'd had a few run in's with them) "HELLO!" She shouted, her siren temper starting to show. "GOD FRICKIN DARN IT! ANYONE AROUND HERE?!" She yelled as loud as she could. If no one was around to hear her being mad, she wouldn't have to feel guilty later... Finally, she burst into the training room, practically slamming the doors into the walls. Crap, there were lots of people in here. "Um... I like bagel bites..." She mumbled in embarrassment, slowly moving away by following the wall, facing the crowd the whole time.


@SheWhoMustNotBeNamed @Barred @TheMilkMan @Yanipurr 

 

[The Comet]

Jaime Reyes

 
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The Engineer's eyes darted up to Pym, gritting his teeth as the tennis ball-sized man floated onto his head. A mechanic commotion was heard as an energy cannon coated his right hand, darting up to Pym. What the hell, Harold? I didn't initiate this! Jaime's face was a mix of being sorry and being frustrated, trying his hardest to will the cannon to retract. If you insist, mister Reyes. I suggest you keep an eye on that "thing" before I retract the cannon once more. Jaime rolled his eyes. Take it down. Seconds later, the cannon had disappeared as he glanced around the room to meet the eyes of the various other students. "Reflex." He said bluntly before he turned to Harley.


He darted over, his pace fast even though he was walking. "What the hell was that, miss?" Jaime tried his best to keep his voice low as he glared down at Harley. She was cute but he didn't like whatever the hell was seated on her head. "Speak u--" He of course was interrupted by the teacher, professor Kate who told him to retreat to his former spot. He sighed, dragging his feet over to where he was before brushing his hands back through his hair, somewhat pissed off. Now they think I'm weird. He thought to Harold. You are weird. Jaime let out a short laugh which would look weird to all the other students before sliding his hands into his lowriding sweatpants. He didn't even get the chance to examine the Siren due to his outburst.






@Echo Dreamsong @TheMilkMan @SheWhoMustNotBeNamed @Yanipurr

 

[SecretRock]

Cassandra Moon


"Hopefully, or you'll be eating sand," Cass said, stepping into the ring too. She pulled both batons out of their slots, dropping low and staying poised. It wasn't the best material to have a fight on, but Cass reckoned that's why the ring was on the sand; they wouldn't get to chose the terrain in a fight. Either that or it had something to do with when it was turned into a beach volleyball court. She sucked at volleyball. She could never get back to her feet in time after a dive.


Taking a deep breath, Cass began to charge at James, conscious of the hum from his stick. It would definitely be best to avoid that even if she wasn't entirely sure what it was. Still running, she raised her right arm and brought the baton down towards James's shoulder. Not a lethal place, but possible debilitating and definitely painful if it hit. She was using her full strength in the blow since her full strength wasn't much. She wouldn't cause any lasting damage to James.

@Samurai Jay
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Oscar Luana


He'd been practising for a few hours, so Oscar decided to head back inside. He walked towards the door, swiping his hand down on the side of the door, an invisible scanner recognising his hand and finger prints and letting him in. It had made him a little uncomfortable that they had his prints, but the Corp had assured him that they'd delete them as soon as he left. Inside was colder than out, only getting colder as he descended to below the water. It wasn't too cold, but it wasn't warm like outside. The heat didn't spill in like it did in a lot of other buildings.


He planned on heading to the cafeteria, hoping that there would be some leftovers from lunch or something else good in the fridge but he was distracted by the shouting from one of the indoor training rooms. The doors were wide open and he stopped to watch. Not much training actually seemed to be going on, instead they were stood around, talking, or arguing. Oscar wasn't sure which was happening. He moved and leaned against the doorway and watch for longer. He only really recognised Harley, having seen her around a few times, but the others were as good as strangers. 

@SheWhoMustNotBeNamed @Echo Dreamsong @Barred @Yanipurr @TheMilkMan
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[SheWhoMustNotBeNamed]

Harley glanced at Oscar when she noticed  him by the doorway and gave him a small wave to say hello. She didnt really know him but she knew of him from around the institute. He seemed very nice and ahe was sure if she plucked up the courage to actually talk to him she would find the above statement true. 


She looked back at Jaime and wemt red again, she was glad he didnt end up shooting Pym, when his arm turned into a cannon she had about to jump in but she noticed he seemed to mentally be arguing with himself and he calmed down so she had relaxed. It hadnt been the first time that Pym had irritated someone enough for them to want to smack him.


"Pym is a Mini God, he has been with me my whole life. I do apologise for the way he behaved. He usually isnt so rude" she said he face burning, she was sure that she would be able to dry an egg on her face. Pym had fallen asleep again on her head and was once again snoring up a storm. Teaching up she generally cupped him in her hands. Despite the fact that he was ageless he looked like a teenager.


"He is quite harmless but can be very mischievous when he wants to be. I'm sorry if he upset you, he seems to like your hair very much" She smiled showing him the curled up Pym who was cuddling her thumb.


@Barred @SecretRock

 

[Samurai Jay]

James seeing cass go for the swing with the right arm brings his left arm up to deflect it or block trusting his armor to take the majority of the blow. With his right hand he swings at waist level with his night stick. He smiles inside his helmet as the adrenaline picks up. He also plans his next move since he knows shes much better at him in close quarters combat and his armor won't help since he tunned it down so he wouldnt hurt her.


@SecretRock

 

[The Comet]

Jaime Reyes

 
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Jaime glanced back at Harley, a sheepish smile painted his face as his cheeks blemished red in embarrassment. "You should teach the little guy some manners, Pym was it?" He asked, his face slowly lost the embarrassment and anger and looked kind of friendly. "I'm Jaime if you didn't hear, would be a pleasure." In his head, he was searching for Harold who'd probably lost all interest in training. Now I sound stupid too. Harold just grunted telepathically, something the englishman did all too commonly.


He'd glance back at the professor, itching to do some training. "When're we gonna begin, miss?" He asked, his voice was impatient though still sounded sleepy. Professor Kate nodded and hit multiple buttons on her remote control, glancing at all the students. "I want to see if you can survive the wilderness, children." Minutes later, all the equipment retracted into the walls before a seperate algorithm was hit. "Walk towards the chairs, grab one and strap into it. Then put on the sci-fi helmet." Jaime nodded and followed the instructions, walking towards one of the six chairs set up. He'd take a seat, wearing the helmet-- visors and straps implanted.


He watched the dark screen that lacked illumination, waiting for whatever was going to happen to happen. Much like Peter, Jaime had a past with Professor Kate who was someone very important to him not just because she was a teacher.






@Echo Dreamsong @Yanipurr @TheMilkMan @SheWhoMustNotBeNamed @SecretRock


(I'm planning on putting our characters into a very life-like virtual reality, hopefully this can stress our characters in survival as well as create some bonds.)

 

[SheWhoMustNotBeNamed]

Harley simply smiled at Jamie "I'm Harley and I'm afraid Pym hardly ever listens to me so there isn't much I can do. sorry." she said quietly and walked over to the chair, sitting down and allowing the equipment to latch over parts that they were meant to hold down. 


She wasnt very happy with the helmet going on her head but didn't complain as she knew it was something that had to be done in order for the training to work, she was rather glad that Pym was still curled up in her hand asleep as he hated this kind of training as he wasn't able to enter the virtual reality with Harley and when he could feel her stress or anxiety and could do nothing about it, it made him upset and an upset Pym wasn't someone who was to be crossed or reasoned with.


"please let this be quite a simple stimulation" Harley said looking up the the ceiling to calm her nerves - not that it helped much seeing as it was only concrete. She wished they had painted a sky or something to make it more interesting but she supposed that they didnt see the point in wasting time for that.


she glanced over at Jaime, who was in the chair next to her, wondering what his abilites were. Sure his arm had transformed earlier but that was the only clue she had and she felt that asking may be a bit rude, so she kept her mouth shut.


Not many knew the fill extent of her abilites except the instructors, who were hoping that her abilities would grow until she was able to actually created something, she could tell that a few were fustrated with her lack of progress and that she could only make illusions.


@Barred

 

[Error404RealityFailed]

Kathy stared at the seat nervously, finally trekking over. She took a seat next to Jaime, trying to send him a small smile. Human interaction was much harder than she originally thought... But this person seemed kind of like the sirens she'd spent so much time around. There couldn't be any harm in talking to him, right? "Um, hello... I'm Kathreftis, and you are?" Crap... She thought, realizing that sounded rude and demanding. "Oh, and you can call me Kathy. That's easier than Greek, right?" Then she pulled on the helmet and stared ahead.
@Barred @SheWhoMustNotBeNamed