Open-Log--less talk, more action? With Prompts and OTA [Month of Horseshoe]

[light_of_willpower]

Trunks had finally found his cabin, and met his room-mates. One of whom was a book. With very odd ideas, that had Trunks raising an eyebrow at it. (He didn't really do well with 'overlords' okay?) After that it had been investigating his rucksack--and he had his capsule case. With his mini-fridge (yay), but two capsules of clothes (his armor and his normal stuff) otherwise. WHERE WAS THE TIME MACHINE?!?!?!

Still, not much he could do now. Besides, he had a whole train to explore. Along with a spar--and Cassie had said she'd usually be in the gym car. Come to think of it, Trunks would probably be spending a lot of time in the gym car himself. So, time to explore his new 'home'.

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Prompt--It's not a date...

[light_of_willpower]

Cassie had just said whenever he was ready, so Trunks headed for the gym car. He didn't really need much preparation, and it would help him work off some nerves and anxiety. Besides, he'd rarely had people he could actually feel a kinship with before. Even among the heroes of his own world, he'd been accepted, but still the outsider.

So, time for that sparring match.

[nutkrusher]

Cassie's there, dressed in gym clothes with gloves on. She's working a bag when he arrives.

She turns her head and flashes a lascivious smile.

"Hey. Ready to throw down?"

[light_of_willpower]

Trunks hadn't bothered to change, although he wasn't wearing the parka or hoodie anymore. Just purple polo and cargo pants with boots. No gloves either. That smile had him raising an eyebrow, and wondering what he'd gotten himself into.

But...sparring with a partner, who actually wanted to train? Oh this was something he'd missed. So he lets a hint of smirk show, and rolls his head from side to side. "It's why I'm here. I could work off some nervous energy."

Prompt 2--Training GYM CAR OTA

[light_of_willpower]

[Wanna encounter Trunks in the Training Gym Car? Do so here. He might be running through kata, or practicing ki-blasts with training dummies, or just basic training.]

Re: Prompt 2--Training GYM CAR OTA

[unfavorableinstigation]

[Nita's running her own drills - some on the climbing equipment, some for basic self defense: running blocks, elbow jabs and throw maneuvers, that sort of thing. Her outfit looks like something someone would wear to yoga class, but it's staying in place (as is her hair, after some careful words with Bobo), so she can focus on those reps.

Eventually, though, she takes a break to have a look around, coming upon Trunks in his own developing routine.

She doesn't speak up right away, though, letting him complete his latest set without interruption. She looks interested.]

Hey Ace! :D

[light_of_willpower]

[Trunks was in his normal tank top, black combat pants, and boots. All thankfully had come with him in a capsule in his capsule case. Easy to move in, and Trunks had been focusing on stringing together strikes in various combinations.

Managing to keep himself in his own space of about 7ftsq, he's aware when eyes are on him. Not letting it interfere though, as he transitions from a low-strike-to-high-cross, follow that momentum through to a high-low kick and holding it. Before dropping back to a his normal stance and looking back. Curious, and not upset by the interruption at all.]

[10billionpercent]

[ This was not a car he spent much time in to be sure, but he was distracted by Trunks doing kata as he passed through and stopped to watch for a moment.

What martial arts style was that? This wasn't his area of expertise, he found himself lingering a moment as he watched, lips pressed together and brow furrowed in concentration.

It was possible Trunks may feel the weight of someone studying his movements. ]

[light_of_willpower]

[Trunks would have to be a lot less skilled than he was to not feel someone's eyes on him. So he moved to finish up, transitioning from a high kick to a low stance with a sweep up into an elbow-strike followed by a rising knee and then back into a guard-stance. Holding that for a moment, before relaxing and turning to look at whoever was watching him.]

Re: Prompt 2--Training GYM CAR OTA

[laurefindil]

It is later in the evening when Glorfindel comes by. He's dressed pretty casually, in a grey hoody and a pair of calf length leggings.

He nods at Trunks, then smiles at him, before starting to do some warm-ups.

[light_of_willpower]

This time Trunks was practicing energy work with his ki. Partly out of boredom, it was true, but he'd decided to see if he could focus on using less for more effect. It would come in handy he was sure.

So he has some training dummies set up, especially the ones that seem more sturdy, and is lobbing basic ki-blasts at them. Trying to use less 'blast' and more precision, along with less energy for the same amount of 'singe'. Glorfindel is noticed, and given a wave with his free-hand.

Probably time to stop with the ki practice.

[goingthroughaphase]

[ Working on a bit of training herself, Kitty glances up after a practice set and notices him. ]

Hey! How've you been settling in?

[light_of_willpower]

[He'd just walked in, but wasn't expecting to see someone he knew--which might be stupid because he knew at least one person who frequented this car besides himself.]

Hi!

[It's with a smile and friendly wave.]

I tend to be good at adapting so, so far it's going well. How're you?

[herolegs]

Chie knows she's going to be spending a lot of time in the gym too, so it's only natural she'd swing by to check it out as soon as possible. She gives Trunks a nod as she steals a dummy to practice her kicks on, but it isn't until he moves to the second portion of his routine that she really takes notice. And take notice she does.

"Oh my god," she pipes up immediately, unable to keep her excitement in. "Are those ki blasts? Like, real for real ki blasts?!" She wouldn't normally interrupt someone's training like this, but come on! This is like... anime or action movie stuff in real life!

[light_of_willpower]

Trunks isn't too worried about his aim generally, but he is trying to do more with less, for ki-blasts. Less energy, for a better blast--but also he's attempting to see if he can arc or direct blasts. Which is when he'd dragged out some dummies and moved to a far corner of the gym just in case.

It's a good thing he's experienced too because otherwise that interrupting shout might cause problems. He turns slightly, a small ball of ki in his hand as he'd been readying another shot. "...uh...yes?" Because really, how do you deal with this reaction?

< Post-mission >

[adregem]

[ He comes into the training gym with a foreboding about him, and it isn't usually the car he visits when he needs to let some of his steam out. The mission on Irivar was physically exhausting, but emotionally, he was drained too. He had his own thoughts, dark and twisted running through his mind, and he's self-aware enough to know it needed to go somewhere else. Reading wasn't going to cut it anymore. And so here he is, decked in sleeves with his Arms Band glistening under the Gym's light. There should be targets around - he would let loose there.

As he comes further in, he spots Trunks, stretching with ease. Judging from his sweat, he seemed to be done already. So for now, Roland throws him a wave and a small smile when meets his eye. He didn't wish to disturb him as he exited, so he begins looking around for a suitable target; the training dummies, of course. ]

[light_of_willpower]

[Never mind that Trunks was technically 'done' with a workout. He spent most of the day training after all, and while he wouldn't claim he knew Roland well, he could tell something seemed off about the other man. So picking up his sword and strapping it over his shoulder, Trunks headed over in Roland's direction.

Patient, waiting, before speaking softly.]

Want a better partner than the training dummies?

WILD CARD--OTA

[light_of_willpower]

[Got an idea? Please feel free to encounter Trunks somewhere here.]

Training car-time to after meeting Cassie.

[soldier_blade]

Sonya..might've pushed herself too hard the past day or two. Much as she would've liked to think otherwise, the fact remained that while her body was fast to recover from injury, three months out of training wasn't too easy to bounce back to.

This wasn't her first serious recovery, however. So instead of letting it out on the training dummies, she focused on gaining back her flexibility and some degree of leg strength on the climbing frames.

She was taking a break when the young man entered the car, stretching herself out to try and ease the ache that seemed a near constant by now.

Re: Training car-time to after meeting Cassie.

[light_of_willpower]

Even if he wasn't looking for someone--and this time Trunks wasn't--it was prudent also to see who else might be in the gym. The climbing equipment was out and while he didn't need climbing help, Trunks was pondering if it'd be useful for flying-drills. The blonde hair though had him blinking, then blinking again.

Not Cassie, which is whom he'd thought it might be at first.

Gym Car

[schrodingersghost]

Danny was in the gym car, floating several feet off the floor as he tried some of the fighting moves Piccolo had shown him and tried to figure out how to make that work with his usual fighting style.

[light_of_willpower]

Trunks only raised an eyebrow as he came in and noticed the white-haired-teen. Another flier huh? Piccolo had been busy. Or bored. But the movements weren't smooth at all, and it was clear he was still learning them.

"Not your usual style?" He called, hoping he wouldn't interrupt the other too badly.

Training time with Danny and Kitty!

[light_of_willpower]

He was pretty sure this was a good idea. When he'd proposed the idea of a training partner besides himself, both had seemed willing. Trunks just hadn't mentioned why he'd chosen to ask them both.

But having worked with Kitty a few times, and seen some of what Danny could do, he thought it was a good idea. He'd be supervising too, and willing to both step in if needed and teach where he could. So for now, he'd arranged for all 3 of them to meet in the training gym.

[schrodingersghost]

Danny is a little nervous as he arrives at the gym. This whole friendly sparring thing was still a new to concept to him. But hey, he'd met Kitty before and she seemed cool. So it had to be worth a try.

He looks around and waves as he spots Trunks.

Sparring Thread, Second Half of Horseshoe, Mild Warning for PG-13 BF/GF Funtimes

[nutkrusher]

Some time after their lively exchange of gifts, Cassie has changed into her gym clothes and made her way to the gym car. After a brief period of exercise and shadowboxing alone in the corner, her favorite opponent had finally arrived.

They'd each worked up quite a sweat, with Cassie straining and glowing with each movement to give Trunks the best fight she could. Now she finds herself backed against the wall, with only the fact that Trunks is holding back keeping this fight from ending. She grabs hold of his fists in front of her face as a strained smile crosses her face. Her muscles start to relax, drawing him closer as her eyes flutter.

"Well? Come and get me, big boy."

[light_of_willpower]

Trunks had given his 'best', within reason, for the spar with Cassie too. Holding back only the amount that was necessary. She'd taken him off guard a few times though, flirting with him or distracting him. After the 3rd time, he'd asked her if they could actually not mix business with pleasure, so to speak. He liked her, a lot, and his focus was pretty good--but he found himself slightly annoyed at the mixing, and that wasn't something he wanted with Cassie.

It had been a bit of a blur in his mind, as they traded punches and kicks, throws and strikes, occasionally even small blasts and bursts of ki. It wasn't entirely clear how or when he'd backed Cassie back against the wall either. Something about her blocking one of his strikes and trying to grapple which he resisted to twist out of the hold. It was when she grabbed his fists that he blinked, and ignored the blush starting to appear as blue-eyes searched hers for a minute.

No, this wasn't more flirting to distract him during their spar. This was, in some ways, her way of signalling she wanted the match to end. Still, better to confirm that, especially with her words.

"Spar is over then?" Serious, blue-eyes holding hers to make sure they were on the same page. Letting his hands move to hold hers though, instead of being clenched in fists.