Let's Get Back To Work

[the_civilian]

Who| Tadashi and you!
What| Trying to learn not to light everything on fire
Where| Training gym
When| After diplomacy/disaster mission
Warnings/Notes| PTSD, pyrophobia, will update as necessary

You'd think a guy who was as afraid of his own powers as Tadashi clearly was wouldn't be experimenting with them outside of training. But for all that he'd spent their training sessions thus far failing to control the flames he generated, there he was, sitting cross-legged and concentrating on a target less than a foot away from him.

It did explain, however, why he was dripping wet and the target was in the middle of the pool. Legion flight rings meant never having to balance on a floatie while trying not to have flashbacks to being trapped in a burning building.

"Okay," he muttered under his breath, dialing down the juice on his power suppressor and extending his hand toward the target. "Test thirty-seven. Let's not dump ourselves in the water this time."

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[whyarewehere]

Grif wasn't really one for group training. He didn't like people watching him try to do things. Mostly this was because he was really, really bad at them, but he also just preferred not to be seen as a person who put forth effort at all. It was bad for his image.

That meant that if he was actually going to get better at anything (and theoretically improve his odds of not dying when he did have to do things) he was going to have to work by himself. It was a pain in the ass and he hated it, but the not-dying bit really was important.

He was trying to slink into the gym at a time it was usually unoccupied, but there was the kid with the fire powers hovering over the pool. There went that.

But it did give him another idea of something to do.

Grif crept up to the poolside behind him and then-

"HEY TADASHI!"

[nerdninja]

Even nerds had to work out sometimes.

It was awfully easy to get lost in the distractions of more amazing scientific and technological discoveries than he could shake a stick at, but no ninja worth his training would let things slide by only doing what was easy. And anyway, the longer Donatello put off getting in some daily training, the more he could almost hear Leo's voice in the back of his head, nagging at him to keep his conditioning up and be ready for anything.

(That actually made putting it off a little tempting, because he missed hearing any of his brothers' voices, but Leo was a lot more fun when he was being a brother and not being a mother hen.)

He didn't really expect the gym to be empty - it was a fairly reasonable hour, after all. On the other hand, he didn't see many workouts that entailed getting in the pool without changing to a swimsuit first. So he paused for a moment on his way to find a corner to stake out for himself, leaning on his staff to watch. "You sure you're dressed for the occasion?"

[iamresponding]

"What are you doing?" said Rich, floating over. He'd stopped his workout to gawk because the sight was pretty ludicrous. "Aww. Awwww, I know what this is."

He knew what this was.

He'd been there himself, terrified of his own powers. Mind you, his powers were the type that could crush planets, but he still understood what this was.

"Dipping your toes in doesn't usually work, you know. Baby steps sure, but you can't control powers unless you commit." He tapped his temple. "There's something that has to go on here and it's not the kind of thing that can go on while you're being all timid over a swimming pool. That's not the way to go."

[thethinzooline]

"This is possibly one of the more unconventional pool workouts I've seen. What are you even doing, kid?"

At least Nick thought he was a kid. As in a college age one. Not a kid kid.

He was still trying to figure out how these people's faces worked and what they meant as far as age went. He could figure out gender because some of the features and clothing styles were similar, but he didn't really know the full scale these humans grew at. What was their max height? He assumed it was pretty tall, judging from a few of the people he'd seen, but he didn't know how tall. Did they all get Chief Bogo tall, for instance? Rhino tall? Elephant tall? If they got elephant tall, was this one just a young teenager and not a twenty-something?

He still had no clue.

Nick floated there at the edge of the pool, looking over at Tadashi through eyes that were covered by sunglasses.

Tadashi wasn't the only one having trouble controlling his powers.

[notwithoutafight]

Unsurprisingly, the gym had become one of Videl's usual haunts on the Legion World. She didn't usually hang around the pool (although she had gone for a nice, long swim after her impromptu firefighting on Naltor), but the figure floating above the water's surface drew her attention.

Rather than head for one of the sandbags or harassing one of the other gym-goers to join her in the boxing ring, Videl wandered over to the poolside. She placed her hands on her hips, watching for a minute to see what this guy would do.

"If you're not trying to get wet, there are much better places to float than above the pool," she offered unhelpfully, though Tadashi clearly hadn't addressed her.

[deafleppard]

Gwen is just casually hanging around, and sticking to the ceiling above the pool. Maybe she'd been spotted before, or maybe not. The point was, she was there now, upside down and as though there was nothing unusual about it.

She looking the show that was going on in the pool. Something about fire and... That was about as much as she'd learned from her spot up there.

"So... what exactly is this supposed to do?" Gwen said.