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Post by halo on Oct 5, 2009 18:57:22 GMT
During classes earlier that day he had worked his mind aiding the students in their grasp of the basics of the computer world. Later he enjoyed his dinner peacefully, but he knew if he was to sleep well tonight he had to do something about the energy that he had physically. Walking into the room wearing a pair of shorts and sneakers, he smiled as he passed the room for powers, and found the gym. Sitting on a bench he pulled a small bag he carried over his shoulder onto the bench. Pulling out a hair tie that was a deep blue he pulled the front of his hair back and out of his face first. Reaching into his small bag once more he chuckled as he grabbed a roll of white tape. Pulling a piece loose he quickly starts to tape his wrist, hand and knuckles. Repeating the process he felt ready to start working off his energy.
Rising he starts to stretch his legs and back for what he figured should be a good work out. Pulling out a jump rope from his bag he starts off slow with small hops before he starts to speed up, and adding mild flares to his routine. His heart rate was quickly rising and the feeling was wonderful, but so far he knew this was just the basics of his workout. Nodding his head to himself he walked over to the fifty pound punching bag, and smiled slowly noticing how long it had been he naturally went down to a much smaller weight than he used to work on in his prime. Firing out snap jabs with his left he continues until he starts to push the bag a bit and when he was ready. His right foot stomped forward, his hip which was twisted snaps back and he throws the best straight right he had thrown in years. "Now how come I can never do that in a real fight?" He smiles as he goes right back to hook combos that his trainer back in the military taught him. Something to beat the energy right out of him.
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Post by psylocke on Oct 27, 2009 2:49:39 GMT
The doors exploded open as Ares body flew in and landed on the floor a small purple haired Asian woman stood in the door way. She looked down at the other teacher to see if he was going to get back up or not. When she realized he wasn’t going to get up she stepped into the room to see if anyone was in there most of the people that lived in the school knew that Ares like to test his skills on her at lest that’s what he claims. But she knew better he was trying to prove he was better then her. He never seem to get that she used her powers along with her training to beat him time and again. Looking around she noticed Mr. Morgana was working on the punching bag or had been he most likely stopped when Ares came though the door. "Good evening." she said as if nothing just happened.
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Post by halo on Oct 27, 2009 2:56:01 GMT
He looked down upon the instructor that he didn't know. He recognized Betsy from the night out with Sam and Amber. He walked forward and leaned down at the waist looking down at the guy. "Hello Alexander Morgana, since you seem to be indisposed I'll just take it as a pleasant meeting." Looking up he smiled to Betsy, "Hello again Ms Braddock, a pleasure to meet you again." He turned back to the bag and was leading off with tight jabs to the body of the bag with his left before switching to right crosses about chin height, he was really in need of a burn so he decided that now was the time to get it. "So I take it this one likes to try and push himself against you?"
He looked back at her as he went for another right hook that missed the bag, and looked as if it would send him over until the left upper came rocketing up and he left the ground for a few seconds as he connected. Touching down he was bouncing left arm at a 90 degree angle at his hip right fist at his cheek, left arm swaying back and forth as he chuckled a bit as he turned back to her. "I hope I'm not stopping your work out?"
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Post by psylocke on Oct 28, 2009 17:19:08 GMT
Betsy raised an brow wondering why Alexander was talking to an unconscious man but didn’t say anything just watched him talk to Ares like he was awake and knew what was going on. “He seems to think he’s the better fighter and tries to prove it, randomly trying to catch me off guard it never works though.” she walked around Ares making her way over to where Alexander watching him work on the bag. “Your not I was meditating before Ares attacked me. He’s not a bad fighter he would be better if he learned to think instead of relaying on his powers to win to win the fight.” she glanced at the man in question before looking back at Alexander.
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Post by halo on Oct 28, 2009 18:28:49 GMT
He chuckled a bit as he looked over at Betsy, "We really didn't have much of a chance to talk when Amber got us all out the other night. I have to admit the Diablo is beautiful. Very similar to the driver." He smiled as he hugged the bag keeping it from swinging, plus he didn't want to admit, that he was a bit out of breath, he was going to have to add a few more workouts to his routine.
Well, if he thought of trying to impress the woman with his boxing skills that went right out the window. Not to mention the blow to his pride, he was really going to have to get back into this or he was going to be dead weight. Not something he was ever good at or enjoyed being. "So Ms Braddock if you don't mind me asking what brought you to Mass Acad?"
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Post by psylocke on Nov 1, 2009 21:54:28 GMT
“That’s the bad thing about going out with other people you don’t really get a chance to talk much. Thank you.” she leaned on the wall as she watched him hug the bag. He seemed to be a bit out of shape she looked him over maybe not that out of shape. Betsy looked away when he wanted to know why she was at the school not really wanting to remember what happened.
“I’ve….been though some major life changing events while I was in Japan. When I returned home to recover from them Emma found me and offered me a job working here. After what I’ve been though I thought it would be a good way to start over and try to put the past behind me.” She looked back at him and hoped he didn’t want to know what happened to her. She was still trying to deal with being in this new body and yet she still couldn’t believe it had happened.
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Post by halo on Nov 1, 2009 21:59:47 GMT
Looking at her he nodded his head slowly picking up on the vibe from her. "yeah that is the problem with a crowd, never there when you want them, and always there when you don't." He stood up and away from the bag as he started to unwind the tape from his knuckles. He was thinking about the things he saw, and the things that he wanted to see.
"I understand, and say no more. I can understand not wanting to talk about everything in the past. My story is much the same, needed a change, and was found and invited to teach." He looked at his knuckles and at least they weren't showing any sign of the hours he had been at the bag. That's one thing at least. Starting to remove teh tape from the other hand he looked down at the big guy and then up at her. "Remind me not to make you mad. Although I will admit one thing, when it comes to developing my ability I am a little behind time, seeing as how the military's policy on mutants was a bit strict. Think you could give me a hand on mixing it into my fighting?"
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Post by psylocke on Nov 2, 2009 22:27:22 GMT
She was happy that he didn’t push her on what happened in her past because she doubted he would believe a word she said. Most of her family had a hard time believing it was her if it hadn’t been for her link with Brian everyone would have thought it was some kind of joke. Shaking her head free of those thoughts she looked over at Alex and smirked “Trust me if I was mad at him he would be in worse shape then that. I‘d be happy to help you, do you want to start now or some other time?” he did kind of look like he was going to fall over any minuet but if he wanted to do it. She knew some people where hardheaded like that and just kept pushing and pushing.
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Post by halo on Nov 3, 2009 20:04:16 GMT
Standing up straight he smiled at her and thought about it. Best not to push too hard in one day, but then he might not get another chance to work on his powers much. "Maybe a little play today, nothing overly much." Since she had just dealt with someone who was obviously a bit more than he was he wanted to make sure she was still up for it before he really found out how bad he was.
"Or we could just find a place to chat for a while. Either way works for me. As before I'll leave it to the beauty." Smiling he found that he wasn't as tired as he thought, but either way would work for him.
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Post by psylocke on Nov 6, 2009 23:41:12 GMT
It only took her a few moments to decide on which she wanted to do “We could talk…over tea perhaps?” She suggested not really wanting to destroy anymore of the school then she had already dealing with Ares she had a feeling Emma wasn’t going to be happy knowing what happened to the rooms and the hallway. She hoped he liked tea she could never understand American’s need for coffee to her the stuff was horrible and yet most people around here drink it by the gallon as if they would die with out it.
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Post by halo on Nov 7, 2009 19:42:58 GMT
Smiling she must have figured out the fact that he was half wiped from his little workout. As sad as that was, tea wasn't his usual mode of drink, but he could handle it right now. "Tea sounds wonderful, do you mind if I grab a quick shower first?" He felt the grime on his skin and didn't want to stink to high heavens in front of her. Mostly cause he really would like the chance to get to know her better.
Picking up his bag he draped the towel around his neck, and a slow grin started to play across his face. 'Well, m'boy she basically just agreed to a second date, at least as long as this conversation goes well. Heres to hope." Hey he forgot what Amber had told him about her being a telepath, so he didn't think about it when he had his little pep talk with himself. Waiting for her answer before he just walked away and disappeared, not wanting to be rude he figured he would keep at least a few steps away from her to make sure what ever stench was already present didn't kill her nose.
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Post by psylocke on Nov 9, 2009 19:33:22 GMT
“Not at all, I‘ll go change and put a pot of tea on.” She wanted to be in something other then her uniform she had to wear it enough already for teaching classes and such. Well, m'boy she basically just agreed to a second date, at least as long as this conversation goes well. Heres to hope. Betsy raised a brow and smirked before turning and heading out the door leaving Ares where he was and Alex to his shower.
Heading to her room she changed out of her uniform into a pair of blue jeans thin black hoodie with sinful on her left breast in white outlined in red on the back a pair of white wings took up most of the space. Putting on her shoes she headed out and down the stairs to the kitchen where she grabbed the tea pot filled it with water then placing it on the stove. When that was done she took a seat at the table and waited for both the tea and Alex to get done.
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Post by halo on Nov 9, 2009 19:40:58 GMT
Stripping quickly he jumped into the shower at the training room and gave it a fast wash. Drying off he got dressed quickly into a pair of beat up jeans and a black sleeveless t-shirt. Checking his breath and hair he quickly gave his teeth a fast brush before throwing his stuff into a locker and locking it up tight. Heading for Betsy's room he stopped out by the gardens long enough to pick up a violet orchid. Checking his watch he figured he had five more minutes and started to make his way quickly towards her room. No point to be late on the first meeting.
Knocking at her door when he got there he checked his hair one more time, before ruining the work by running his fingers through his hair. He kept the orchid behind his back as was classic for him when interested in a woman close enough to his age. Who knows maybe this would work out for him. "cross your fingers boy. Women like her doesn't appear every day."
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Post by psylocke on Nov 9, 2009 20:00:23 GMT
While she waited for Alex to come down she used her powers to make sure none of the students came into the kitchen. She loved the dears but they had a habit of showing up and never leaving or being rude and that wasn’t something she wanted to have to deal with right now. She didn’t do much anyone who thought about going into the kitchen she would change it to something like having to brush there teeth or something along those lines. While doing that she picked up the last part of what Alex had been thinking she wasn't really sure what he was talking about and didn't read his mind to find out Alex I'm in the kitchen she sent him not wanting the poor man to be standing in front of her door all night waiting for her to come out.
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Post by halo on Nov 9, 2009 20:14:52 GMT
Yeah when he heard the voice in his head he wanted to smack his forehead cause all of a sudden what Amber had told him came back to full realization. She probably heard every dang thing he was thinking that was great, heading down towards the kitchen he tried to figure out how to apologize for his rudely male mind. Then decided that he was a male, and a certain amount of idiocy should be expected.
Stepping into the kitchen he headed over to her with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face. "Sorry about that, but I think I got my trace wires crossed when you showed up. Beauty has a tendency to do that to me once in a while." He walked over to her and presented her with the violet orchid before taking a seat himself. He could smell the tea brewing and thought it smelt great. "Truthfully to be honest my time in the Military has made me a coffee junkie, but that tea smells delightful."
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