Drop and give me fifty!! - OTA

May 31, 2011 17:25

The open space in the center of camp has been cordoned off for the last couple of days, Ethan has been over seeing as the ground is remarked with clear distinction of combatant training areas. Posters have been dotted around camp notifying the team that they are all expected to attend the team training days that are up coming. First of all is the ( Read more... )

elisabeth 'psylocke' braddock, lorna 'polaris' dane, alice 'flick' caine, marie 'rogue' darkholme, elizabeth 'acier' acier, captain ethan sykes, haylie 'spitfire' collins, wade wilson, adrian 'force' clark, jubilation 'jubilee' lee, sarah 'ophelia' mayspring, angelica 'firestar' jones, dr hope chandler, sgt mackenzie richards

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mad_asahatter May 31 2011, 17:19:11 UTC
While Ophelia was not the most interested in the whole physical exercise thing, she was relevantly fit. Her running was weak mostly due to her under developed leg muscles, although she could and did hold her own with stamina -when they just let her jog rather than pushing her to a speed she did fine, she could maintain and steady pace for a set duration of time ( ... )

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captaine_sykes May 31 2011, 19:26:28 UTC
Oh wonderful. Just great. Ethan has already grumbled to Emma about the potential backlash that he'd get from this little exercise and here he is having to do some one on one training with a resident crazy. At least this time Ophelia hasn't got her sidekicks with her which means Ethan has a chance of at least getting some sense out of her.

Or so he hopes.

Beckoning Ophelia over onto the grass Ethan is at least pleased to have seen that Ophelia has made an effort with the assessment and though, she is not the strongest, she certainly as persevered on. "Okay Ma-Ophelia." Emma had already mentioned to him about the surname thing. "Can you do a few stretches for me and then we'll work out what you're capable of doing and go from there."

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mad_asahatter May 31 2011, 19:49:16 UTC
It's good that he didn't use her surname, she'd get surly at that and it was a bad idea, really. At the instruction to stretch, Ophelia went about loosening her limbs; relaxing out her legs and then, well, pulling her arms at the wrists.

Shaking her elbows out, Ophelia finally stood with a nod, grinning widely and waiting further instruction. "Ready."

She doesn't mind testing, even if it is a completely different kind of test, and Ophelia is a bit of a crowd pleaser at times, and this isn't exactly massively different. So she wants to do well, which just makes her bubble up a whole host of 'go-get-them' attitude.

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captaine_sykes May 31 2011, 20:26:39 UTC
Perhaps it's not the stretching routine that Ethan had been hoping for but it's better than nothing and Ophelia has also warmed up earlier through her p/t prior to the one on one training.

Raising his fists Ethan takes a defensive stance and nods at Ophelia. "Alright, when you are ready let me sweet what you've got."

Irrespective of Ophelia's strength or agility Ethan still puts his durability to it's full use because an errant foot in the wrong area can bring down the toughest of mutants. And there is no way that Ethan is about to be taken out by the likes of Ophelia with a foot to the ball.

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angelica_jinx May 31 2011, 18:05:33 UTC
Angel needed help. Not just because one on one time with Ethan was scarce since coming back but because Angel hated to exercise. There was only one instance in which she didn't mind being sore, sweaty, and dirty and Ethan said while there were cardiovascular benefits, it didn't count as exercise.

So about 30 minutes after lunch, Angel appeared on the field in her government issue workout attire and a ponytail feeling a little sleepy after a big meal. "What do you say we skip all this and go take a nap together?"

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captaine_sykes May 31 2011, 19:32:53 UTC
How on earth Ethan is meant to concentrate when Angel is not only sporting some incredibly tight tracksuit bottoms but also a t-shirt that clings like a second skin he'll never know. Forcing his mind back out of dangerous territory he smiles, trying to put aside the fact that he's started to associate hot and sweaty Angel with bedroom (or anywhere private enough) and other cardiovascular activities.

Knowing that the location is far from private, but private enough Ethan draws Angel in closer, pressing a soft kiss to her lips and resting his hands on her lower back. "Now, now Miss Jones, that's not in the spirit of team effort and equality is it? Wouldn't want everyone else getting wind that you'd gotten preferential treatment now?"

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angelica_jinx May 31 2011, 19:41:03 UTC
A slow grin tugs on her lips as she slides her arms up around his neck. Even on her tip toes, he was still going to have to bend to kiss her unless he picked her up. Height differences are fun, aren't they?

For a second, she forgets how public they were being and just enjoyed the kiss. Even pressing all those tightly clad, albeit slight, curves against him. She gave him the big eyes. The puppy eyes that seemed to fill up her face. "Maybe a little special treatment?"

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captaine_sykes May 31 2011, 20:38:51 UTC
Angel earns a honest laugh from Ethan for that comment and a shake of his head as he finally manages to pull himself away from his girlfriend and put some distance between them. Even if it is just a step or two back.

"Come on now, you'd grumble if it were someone else getting the preferential treatment. I'll go easy on you, just warm up and we'll see what skills you've got to put to use." Ethan realises what that might sound like and flusters, coughing and clearing his throat. "I mean in the sense of what hand to hand combat skills you've got... not anything... you know what I mean."

This dating thing and not saying the wrong thing is going to be far tougher than he first thought.

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mechanic_mac May 31 2011, 18:49:51 UTC
Mac had done the PT Assessment months ago. Mac had told the training officers to go and take a fucking hike when they'd said she had to complete every aspect of the PT routine all over again. If anything, Mac was in a bit of a mood.

She did however pummel six shades of crap out of a punching bag, and then run nine miles at high speed. No one mentioned anything to her when she skipped the rest of the assessment and just went off in search of Ethan, because if anything could help her work this out, it would be talking to Ethan while exchanging soft blows.

She was the sort for better physical confrontations.

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captaine_sykes May 31 2011, 19:40:03 UTC
Mac's impending mood would be of no surprise to Ethan. He'd gotten the memo shortly after the results were in, the Doctor calling him immediately to inform the Captain that one of his soldiers was a mutant and that more specifically it was Jesse.

Surprised Mac hadn't come to rant at him soon Ethan had prepared himself for the incoming onslaught about not telling her and keeping secrets. Though in truth it was never his secret to reveal. But he'd accept any anger or irritation directed his way.

Ethan had been radioed ahead that Mac was refusing to partake in the full assessment and he'd just told them to take the results from her original assessment and carry them across. If any issues arose from that he'd deal with them himself. Watching Mac cross the field Ethan already had out the boxing gloves ready.

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mechanic_mac May 31 2011, 20:02:16 UTC
She was pretty glad then that Ethan actually took an interest, that he kept himself up to date, that he bothered her about what was going on sometimes. Hell, she didn't even want to start trying to explain things.

She'd catch shit eventually, she knew she would, but right then, he seemed to be humouring her a little. She picked up the gloves he had out for her, ignored any other safety gear and kicked off her shoes -she always did prefer barefoot.

"I'm not sure I want to talk about it yet," and she wasn't, she didn't even know where to start, "so can we just do this until my head makes sense?"

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captaine_sykes May 31 2011, 20:43:06 UTC
"Whatever works for you, just remember no low-blows and no facial shots." Ethan holds up his boxing gloves and waits for Mac to make the first move. There's probably things he should be saying to her, things as her Captain, as her leader and as her friend but for the moment he'll just let Mac work out her frustration through the physical and deal with the rest later on.

"Remember to keep your lower left side protected, I don't want to be bruising up your rib cage like last time." And it had been unintentional last time too, Mac had surprised Ethan with a move he hadn't anticipated but not covered her sides enough.

He'd apologised solidly for a week.

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makesppldead May 31 2011, 20:08:34 UTC
Given the fact that Wade knew everything he needed to know and more about combat skills--he wasn't really going to do much with this. Probably just watch and give Ethan a hard time. Of course, he completely agreed with the Captain...for once. It was one of the reasons he'd taken to training Haylie himself.

But this? It would just be plain ridiculous. There was no way that Ethan could take on that many mutants--especially since everyone listened so well--by himself. Wade could offer to help, but he wouldn't.

"The words 'physical assessment' and 'with Ethan' really bother me." He exclaimed, sitting crisscross in the grass of the sectioned off training area. Of course Ethan closed off the area he trained in every day. So he had all but no choice to come.

Oh well. More fun.

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captaine_sykes May 31 2011, 20:47:11 UTC
Ethan will just shoot Wade a glare but say nothing more, he's just finished up with a session with Angel and the audience of one isn't unwanted... it's just Ethan knows that Wilson will run his mouth off as much as humanly possible.

Crossing over to the sidelines he grabs his water bottle and drains about half the contents before finally giving in and choosing to acknowledge Wade with more than just a glare.

"Wilson keep your comments to yourself, unless they've got a benefit to them I really don't want to hear you yabbering on."

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makesppldead May 31 2011, 20:57:37 UTC
Wade merely sat patiently, head propped up in his hand. His eyes shifted as they watched Sykes move like an annoyed lion on the prowl, his smirk growing as he watched the build, waiting for him to respond....

"Sykes, don't you think everyone would benefit from knowing the full extent of your physical exam context? While we all know Angel doesn't have a problem with it, the same can't be said for everyone else."

Oh, you were going to hear it alright. Mandate a physical exam and combat training from a guy who ate this shit for breakfast--and that guy's name was Wade Wilson? You'd get it in spoonfuls.

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captaine_sykes May 31 2011, 21:17:59 UTC
Ethan had been waiting for this, yes he knew that not everyone on the team required the same level of input or focus but sometimes it was like dealing with toddlers, and you can't go treating one person one way and not expect someone else to throw their toys out their cot.

"Disclosing all of the data would then nullify the point of the exam, if you know what I'm looking for then there is a chance that not everyone will give their fullest to the assessment." He tosses the water bottle aside, ignoring the comment about Angel for the moment. Yes his relationship is public knowledge but that doesn't mean it can be used as a talkin point. "Considering that this assessment is to be followed up with one with Frost then I'm fairly sure you can ascertain that we're trying to establish what changes to p/t and other training needs to be made."

"Anyway Wilson, I'm surprised that you don't want to take advantage of an opportunity to show off... your skills."

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mutantmercenary May 31 2011, 20:28:23 UTC
Acier arrives at the center of camp with a cigarette already between her lips. Hey she was about to do some physical training but she wasn't much fussed, she was also carrying a flask of iced green tea and a duffel bag which makes a decisive clunking noise as she drops it beside her. Inside is a set of butterfly swords, her main-gauche, a set of Sai, a pair of MMA gloves, finally she also had a telescopic sparring pole. Ready for just about anything they might cover.

She hadn't yet met the guy running this ession but it was certainly going to be interesting seeing how he dealt with her in the confines of an assessment. She knew already the level of expertise necessary to last a hundred-man-stand in Wing Chun but there were always new things to learn in the world of hand-to-hand combat.

She finishes her cigarette, stubs it out and takes a gulp of the tea. Working out on stretching while she waited for Ethan to take notice of her.

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captaine_sykes May 31 2011, 21:05:41 UTC
Finishing up filling in his paperwork Ethan glances up and takes note of the next person on his list. Acier, Elizabeth. Five foot and nine inches. One hundred and thirty pounds. Skilled in various types of hand-to-hand combat. Tendency for arrogance and confidence.

He's curious as to why she's brought her weapons with her, let alone as to why she'd even need this input but it's still good to have a chance to see what Acier can offer to the team first hand.

Setting the file down Ethan enters the cordoned off area and offers a tight smile. "Acier, I'm Captain Sykes. My apologies for not being able to meet with you sooner. I'm afraid running a camp sometimes seems to consume all the hours in the day and then some. So, far from thinking you need further training I'd really appreciate the chance to see you demonstrate some of your skills, minus weapons, so I can best ascertain your mission input level. No doubt you'll impress everyone here with your skills though."

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mutantmercenary May 31 2011, 21:36:34 UTC
Under normal circumstances Acier simply wouldn't have turned up but she'd been scheduled in for this thing for some ungodly reason and was trying to make a good impression, she'd come prepared in case she was expected to do some crazy things involving weapons.

She finishing stretching and limbering up before facing him totally. "So, what is it you would have me do? Some form of empty-hand demonstration of Wing Chun or a sparring session with yourself?" She smiles politely enough, hoping she can get away with running through her Biu Tze as a way of really impressing someone who doesn't even necessarily know the intricate nature of her art.

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captaine_sykes June 1 2011, 00:23:59 UTC
Good impressions go a long way with Ethan, especially the kind where they aren't forced out of a person... well not too much at least.

"Whatever you feel is most appropriate. I'm willing to be a sparring partner but my level of training isn't quite as indepth or detailed as yours. I've received military combat training but sadly I'm not aware of the Wing Chun technique. Why don't you example some of your knowledge and we can go from there."

Ethan steps back and gives Acier the space and room she'll need for her demonstration, clip board in hand ready for notes.

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