Fight Club Time Again (I had requests for it)

[light_of_willpower]

Who: Trunks Brief (light_of_willpower) and you!
Where: Training Gym
When: Day 20
What: The Usual Fight club training. Where people come to spar and practice and learn with each other.
Warnings: Occasional language and violence? Also guns/firearms.

This time Trunks didn't bother to announce the Fight Club over the ICP. Not beyond a short announcement of day and time. The Club was already mentioned in train literature and most people knew about it, or could find out easily.

So instead he did his usual set-up. Marking off an area safely for ranged weapons and fire-arms, ensuring practice weapons and mats were all available. Even making sure there were first aid kids and an 'off-limits' area just for safety. Then, he's there as usual--to supervise, but also to train just like everyone else.

OOC:general set up is 'Ranged area demarcated by cones' 'off limits/healing area demarcated by cones' and the rest of the space covered in mats with training dummies set up

Comments

[light_of_willpower]

"No, Training to defend, and to be safe." The growl doesn't bother him. So far this was about as bad as one of his father's lesser tantrums. Trunks had endured plenty of those. "We come here, to train. Which means to practice. So that IF we're in a situation where we need to fight, we can defend ourselves. Best way to be safe around a weapon, IF you're going to use it, is to know HOW to properly use it. That's part of why we're here."

Trunks let his eyes-narrow. "I won't say we never kill. I've killed before, because it has been necessary. But it is not our first goal or priority. And at Fight Club we take steps to NOT hurt each other."

[borntolove]

The Doctor's eyes seem to bulge more. Almost like he took what Trunk's said about training himself as a challenge and insulting. Because The Doctor can fight. He just chooses not to. And being the first goal, he can agree with that.

"We don't need guns."

[light_of_willpower]

"They are there, because there are people on the train who choose to use them. And better they know how to do so safely than otherwise." Trunks has steel in his tone.

[borntolove]

"They don't need them. At all. Now, get them, out of my sight. Get them off this Train."

[light_of_willpower]

"No. And you're free to leave, if they offend you." Trunks responded; still entirely at ease but firmly rooted at the same time. "I will not deny others a choice just because you don't like it."

[nutkrusher]

Here Cassie pipes in, her tone flat and dry as the Mojave:

"Also, it's my God-given right as a 'Murrican."

OMG XD

[borntolove]

The Doctor pauses. There is a weight of silence between him and Trunks. Then Cassie pipes in. The Doctor doesn't believe in any God or Gods. Nor for that matter is The Doctor afraid of the so-called gods and demi-gods, and would-be-gods, The Doctor has encountered.

Ten simply glances between the both of them and quietly remarks, " And you did this." The Doctor proceeds out of the cart. He pauses in the doorway and takes out his sonic screwdriver. Holds that up high and presses it.

The sonic waves of vibrating the railings holding the guns - until - they shoot off. But The Doctor has already moved on.

Re: OMG XD

[light_of_willpower]

Fortunately, the guns aren't loaded. Trunks knew basic gun safety and practiced it, even if he had no need himself for them. Now though, now he's mad. A step, and in the blink of an eye he's at the doorway, prying open the doors easily if they resist. "Excuse me Doctor, you do realize you just set the worst example ever. Not to mention you Endangered people. YOU did that."

Maybe a hint of his own temper is showing through now.

[borntolove]

"They're not in there because of me. I told you to get rid of them."

[light_of_willpower]

"And I told you I wouldn't deny others their choices." A pause. "Unlike you."

[nutkrusher]

Cassie, meanwhile, is in damage control mode, clearing everyone else in the room as far away from the strewn weapons as possible.

She looks back over her shoulder only for a moment, her eyes practically glowing red from how furious she looks.

"You're putting these back, dickhead."

CW: for PTSD

[borntolove]

The Doctor, probably did hear Cassie with his sensitive hearing. He's just choosing to ignore her. That and he can't. He can't touch them. If he could touch them, he'd do far more than just have them drop to the floor. He'd toss them inside the flames of Hell, where they belong!

Ten remarks to Trunks, "Those who use those are no friends of mine!"

[light_of_willpower]

"Then you'll have to take it up with those who choose to." Trunks remarked cooly. "Now will you stop acting like a pouty, arrogant teenage brat and come talk instead of react with your temper?"

LMAO

[borntolove]

"There's nothing to talk about." The Doctor remarks cooly. Because he doesn't have any issues. And he's clearly not dangerous, right now. Donna was right, he needs someone. He doesn't have anyone here to hold his hand.

[light_of_willpower]

"Oh I think there is. Or did you want a fight, and I'm just not giving it to you?" Trunks let a hint of smirk show through. He couldn't help it--he was angry, and annoyed.

[nutkrusher]

A door flies open behind them as the head of the clearly-furious inventory manager of Team Purple emerges behind it.

"Hey! I wasn't fuckin' joking. You're cleaning this mess up, or I'll be turning that gizmo of yours into a goddamn rectal thermometer!"

[borntolove]

"No." To which question he was replying, one can't be certain if he was acknowledging both questions or not. He does, however, continue to walk on.

He doesn't want to fight.

No more.

As far as Cassie's remark, he's stood up against Gods. A little name-calling isn't going to get to him.

[nutkrusher]

Cassie isn't having any of this. And she's a hard person to run away from - the Doctor's not the only one who's been up against gods. She storms forward to catch up to him.

"Don't you fucking walk away."

She clasps him hard around the shoulder.

"Not after you put every single person on that car in danger."

[light_of_willpower]

Trunks barely blinked as Cassie moved past him, into the hallway. She was making the same point he was, really. Although he did tense--watching for any response, when she clasped the doctor on his shoulder.

shows up 15 minutes late without void starbucks

[unrecovered]

Of all the days to show up late for Fight Club, Wash picks the day when someone has to get dramatic about the guns, and shows up just as soon as they all go off.

He needs a moment to recover from the fucking heart attack that caused, and another to briefly check the room - they weren't loaded, no one's hurt, good - before he crosses the car at a goddamn powerwalk to get to the soon-to-be brawl brewing just outside the door. It's one thing to argue; it's another thing to have a knock down drag out in close quarters like this. It poisons the whole damn area when you can't go outside to cool down, or get away from That Jackass You Now Hate. He's lived on a spaceship and navigated everything that means for too damn long to let this go down like this.

He reaches the knot of people and puts his hand on top of Cassie's, firm but not restrictive. "Hey." It's authoritative and steady - his Commanding Officer voice. "Everyone take a breath."

He looks at Cassie. "Do you really want someone who doesn't like guns to handle them? Have you seen Jurassic Park 2?" He is absolutely serious, and fairly certain she'll get the reference. "You handle the weapons; I'll handle this." He nods towards the skinny troublemaker. He can probably defuse this. Probably.

[nutkrusher]

Cassie turns back to look at Wash, not letting go of the Doctor yet.

"Wasn't about to let him do it without supervision. This is someone who needs to learn that lesson."

She's not visibly seething anymore, so this may count as progress.

[borntolove]

The Doctor keeps walking on. Ignoring Cassie, that is till she grabs his shoulder. Then he stops. He didn't put the guns there. That shouldn't have been there in the first place. Even if he knows, that she is right. He also did put them in danger but, he figures he did discuss the matter first and it was refused. He hates this merciless side of himself that is showing right now and one of the reasons, he's trying to run.

But, he doesn't want others to die either and that's clearly in his eyes too. He doesn't reply to Cassie but he is getting ready to use Venusian Aikido if she tries anything. Even if he hasn't done that yet in this body and would be a bit off-center. He is also not afriad. He's been up against, gods, billions of Daleks, and all sorts of horrors in time and space. He's arrogant and cocky to the point of that monsters have nightmares of him. Which, The Doctor does believe.

When the other arrives, Ten wants to run. Run where he's not sure since it is limited space and not infinite like this Tardis.

"This doesn't," The Doctor stops, when he realizes that whomever this is, is trying to defuse this. Something The Doctor usually does and should be doing right now.

[light_of_willpower]

"You do, Doctor. I know when someone is reacting out of anger, and that's you. We need to talk about all of this. But not while you're angry." Trunks is also trying to defuse the situation, even though he's mad too.

"Cassie, you have a point. But I don't think you'll get anywhere with him in this mood."

[unrecovered]

Doctor of what is the question that almost makes it out of Wash's mouth, but he stops. Defusing the situation seems to be working here, and he's not about to fuck that up if he can help it.

He eyes the Doctor - "You do, but we'll talk about that in a bit." - before looking back at Cassie. "Does he need to learn it right this second, or can mandatory firearm safety classes wait for later?" There's a right answer here, Cassie. C'mon. It's along the same lines of what Trunks is saying - might as well reinforce the guy who's making sense here.

[borntolove]

Ten is quiet. Very, very quiet. Only eyeing each of them. Almost like he's calculating, doing a back-flip and then breaking into a run.