When you can't sleep - fight til you drop instead!

[disc_warrior]

WHERE: Arena Training Room
WHO: Lizor...and anyone who happens to drop by.
WHEN: Not long after Lizor's conversation with Boomer. (within a couple hours our time)
WHAT: Lizor is a bit broody and is working off some tension by training! (going for a walk won't do it this time!)
WARNINGS: Nothing I can think of at the moment. I can change it if necessary

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[isoartist]

Aadi had been on her way to watch Lizor practice when she'd had an unexpected encounter. It had been enough to rattle her, a little, but it was also somewhat cathartic, in a way, since it hadn't ended at all how she'd expected it to, and she arrived only a little later than she'd planned.

She smiled, just a little, as she slipped into the observation deck, since she knew it would be best to stay out of the way until Lizor finished. She knew he would know she was there, mostly because of the lights coming on. She settled herself in one of the seats to watch, unable to keep from smiling, just a little. It had been altogether too long since she'd had a chance to watch Lizor practice, and she was going to make the most of it.

[disc_warrior]

Lizor was starting to wind down after finishing a form - pausing after catching his disc and standing in a ready stance. He blinked, noticing that the light in the rest area had turned on. Glancing upward he spotted a familiar brunette behind the protective shielding. He was still for a moment - before a small smirk touched his lips - eyes narrowing.

He wasn't one to crave attention or to show off...but seeing Aadi there made him want to just for the hell of it. Re-attaching his disc - he flashed her a look and a small grin before twisting into an impressive display of physical acrobatics in a sort of free style. Nothing in the room was an obstacle, nor did gravity make him pause. His body flipped and twisted gracefully...all for her.

[isoartist]

She couldn't help but smile at that look, shaking her head as she settled herself more comfortably, head tilted as she watched, hands running over her braid almost absently, first one hand and then the other, just slow, even strokes.

It was something she did when she was out of sorts or when she was thinking hard, just an easy, simple movement that helped settle her mind. Right at the moment, however, it really was just an absent gesture, wholly focused on watching Lizor move.

[disc_warrior]

Lizor kept it up for a short bit, enjoying the exertion - but also enjoying the fact that she was watching. It made his processes race and his circuits flare a little brighter. He landed easily in a roll - flipping into a handstand - holding the pose, and then flipping to his feet as casually as if he had of walked across the room.

He sauntered rather than strode over to the resting area - pressing a hand to the clear shielding to derezz a doorway so that he could enter. He stood there, breathing a little hard as his systems proceeded to begin cooling down. His hair was rather tousled from the activity - his angled dark eyes bright as he eyed the ISO quietly.

[voiceless_anon]

With the Arena quiet, Anon had been planning on putting in some practice time in the Training Rooms. He'd expected to find them empty, but when he arrived, there was a blue program going through some exercises of his own.

From the observation deck, Anon followed the program's form. He was well designed, lithe and graceful with some excellent acrobatic tricks. Just as clearly, he was in superb shape and a highly trained Disc Warrior. Anon was glad he'd never come up against this one during his one stint in Clu's Games - this program would have given him considerably more of a challenge, and it was even possible he'd have lost against him.

Anon turned to the terminal, tapping in a request for a sparring match, and pinged it to the training room that the warrior was occupying. The request would stay dormant until a suitable break in the proceedings, as Anon didn't want to startle the program out of his katas.

[disc_warrior]

Lizor's combat form wound down - and he finished in a flipping roll, getting to his feet in one smooth natural motion. He was re-attaching his disc when he heard a soft chime and a panel flash up on a nearby wall panel. Frowning slightly, he strode over to investigate

[voiceless_anon]

Anon could read the tension in the disc warrior's face, but accepted the gestured invitation anyway and went around to the open entrance to the training room.

Once inside, Anon extracted one of his read-only chips and held it up so that the other program could see it was harmless. Then he threw it towards the warrior.

Name: Anon
Type: Security Monitor
Pleased to meet you.
Communication output subroutines not installed.

[disc_warrior]

Lizor tilted his head slightly at the sight of what the program held up - hand darting up to catch the read-only chip easily. At this proximity - he was starting to feel an energetic resonance not too dissimilar to when he met Boomer, another security program