[closed] We already made the Mulan joke

[whyarewehere]

Who| Grif and Washington
What| Wash has convinced Grif to do some actual powers training, and Grif is way apprehensive.
Where| Training rooms
When| After this comm post
Warnings/Notes| N/A

Grif is mostly just upset with himself. Letting Wash talk him into this was a moment of weakness, this is going to be a disaster, and there's nothing he can do to stop it.

Well, he could stop it. He could just leave before Wash gets here. Grif's fast and he knows a number of good places to lay low around Legion World, it would probably work. But even if he does, ditching Wash won't take back that Grif actually agreed to it. He brought it on himself. Grif is the architect of his own doom.

So, he leans on a wall and screws around on his comm to distract himself from his own poor decision making while he waits for Wash to get down here.

Comments

[unrecovered]

"It only counts if you get all the way up." He pauses momentarily, waiting for the inevitable bow-chika-wow-wow-

That doesn't come.

Right.

"Keep going."

[whyarewehere]

Grif can think of a couple of smart retorts along that line, but this is already uncomfortable without him making it worse.

He gets through the twenty by spending it thinking about how much he'd like to go back in time and punch himself in the face.

"There! Twenty! Jesus!" he gasps, then flops to the mat like he has no bones. He hates how hard that was and how much it took out of him and he'd like to just go die right about now.