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[schrodingersghost]

Who: Danny and Anyone
Where: Gym Car
When: Jelly 29
What: Just hanging out practicing your ghost powers. As you do.



There were a lot of things Danny liked about his life here on the train. No ghosts to fight, no ghost hunters hunting him, no classes to worry about failing because he was too busy fighting ghosts and avoiding hunters....

The lack of space wasn't one of them. Flying was one of his favorite things about his powers, and there really wasn't anywhere here that he could push himself into any kind of speed. It really sucked on the days he was feeling a little restless.

Which may explain why he was currently flying laps around the ceiling of the gym car. Upside down.

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[miseris_socios]

Ken went to the training gym often - and tried to do it when no one was around, because gunshot noises tended to pull in people he didn’t want to talk to. He stepped into the gym and looked up - ah. One of his roommates. He tended to get out of the room as soon as he woke up so he didn’t really talk to his roommates...

“Uh. Hi there.”

[schrodingersghost]

Danny floats down a little and waves.

"You're Ken, right?"

[miseris_socios]

Ken nods and waves back a little bit awkwardly. “Uh. Yeah. Danny?”

It’s a guess, but he’s trying.

[schrodingersghost]

Danny blinks.

"Oh, yeah. It's me. I guess I don't usually look like this back in the room. All the glowing kind of freaks people out sometimes, you know?"

[miseris_socios]

He sighs and resigns himself to conversation. “It takes a lot more than that to freak me out. The way I fight freaks people out too, at least until I get a spear...”

[schrodingersghost]

Danny shrugs and flips over to float right side up in a sitting position.

"Eh, I don't really know what you mean. But most people here have been pretty chill about weird things. Well, my weird ghost things at least."

[miseris_socios]

“When I use my attacks it looks and sounds like I’m shooting myself in the head.” So. Yeah.

[schrodingersghost]

Danny winces, picturing how that would come off to people who weren't in the know.

"That's... not great. It doesn't actually hurt you though, right?"

[miseris_socios]

“Not at all.” He pauses. “For the magic. The physical attack hurts to use, but I can heal myself.”

[azrthmtrnznthos]

Raven occasionally needed to practice, herself. Even if she was a pacifist for the most part, she needed to be able to defend herself and others. There might've been a hint of smile on her face for a second, before it was back to deadpan, when she found Danny in the gym. Hopefully he was back to normal by now, right?

"Next you'll be doing laps backwards. Or try for backwards AND upside down."

[schrodingersghost]

"Don't laugh, I'm bored enough to try that next. What kind of speed do you think I could get with that?"

Yup, back to normal.

[azrthmtrnznthos]

Raven was glad Danny was back--it hadn't been comfortable at all to not be recognized by one of her friends. "Would you want to race? Or practice something else?"

[schrodingersghost]

He floats down from the ceiling and lands in front of her.

"There really isn't much space here. Maybe practicing something would be better?"

[azrthmtrnznthos]

"What would you want to practice? It's been a while since we've meditated together, but I doubt you want to practice that."

[schrodingersghost]

Danny makes a face.

"Yeah... I still kind of suck at that. Maybe working on shields? I've been trying to get mine to stay around for more than a few seconds."

[azrthmtrnznthos]

"Unfortunately, the best way I know of to improve shields, is to improve concentration. Which again...meditation." Raven gave a little shrug, under her cloak. "What ideas do you have?"

[schrodingersghost]

Danny shrugs.

"I've just been making one and trying to see how long I can hold it."

[wizard_redfive]

Dairine had just been passing through. While she occasionally uses the gym to keep her reflexes sharp for the next mission, she prefers to do so when it's not busy. Keeps her from feeling unnecessarily competitive... especially in ways that she cannot win.

This scene that she's walked into, thankfully, does not spark any competition in her. Instead she watches the glowing dude zoom around the ceiling with some mixture of curiosity and bewilderment.

"Like a moth around a ceiling light..." she says under her breath.

[schrodingersghost]

He couldn't resist.

"Sorry, am I bugging you?"

[wizard_redfive]

Ah, whoops. Guess she wasn't that quiet after all.

"Ha ha," she responds dryly. "Very funny."

That said, Dairine wasn't all that bothered by his zooming or admittedly terrible humor, even with her snark. She's far more curious. "What are you doing up there anyway?"

[schrodingersghost]

"What? Its not like there's anywhere else around here I can get any flying done."

[wizard_redfive]

"Sure there is. There's the greenhouse, garden, cinema-" Dairine cuts off, waving that idea away. "Actually nevermind. Flying around in there would be sure to get complaints."

Especially with the way he's glowing. Dairine doesn't seem all that shocked by this little detail, which isn't so surprising if you know her. Hardly the strangest thing she's seen in her line of work.

Plus, there's those castle memories. But she's not about to bring those up off the bat, not when it doesn't look like he remembers her.

"But the greenhouse and garden carriages would at least feel a bit more like flying outdoors. They might even be taller."

[schrodingersghost]

"And more people. And things to run into. This is the closest I could find to open space."

[wizard_redfive]

"How many of those people would be near the ceiling tho?" Sure, Dairine knows there are others on the train who fly, but it'd be nowhere near as much as foot traffic. "Or are you trying to avoid people watching?"

[schrodingersghost]

"Do I like to avoid people staring at me when I'm training? Yes."

Even months of acceptance by everyone he'd met on the train hadn't been enough to rid Danny of the assumption that most people found him just a little freakish. He didn't really need to advertise it.