[ Open to beginners self def! ]

[fairerthandeath]

Characters: John, Pepper, Angela, Courfeyrac if he wants, any other staff or students that want to have shown an interest in beginners Self Defense lessons and LIKE LOGS
Location: THE GYM
Time: Some magical time when they are all free
Content: SELF DEFENSE LESSONS. Possibly a little stupidity.
Format: WHATEVER WORKS. ALSO THREAD JUMP AND GET TO

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[willharangueyou]

As she was entirely lacking in mutant powers yet now in possession of an armour suit, Pepper thought it was high time she learned to defend herself in some shape or form. Though she was perfectly aware that the suit was designed for rescue and safety, having some moves of some sort probably wouldn't be a bad idea. Of course this was self-defense, not karate, but you had to start somewhere, right?

Arriving at the gym at the allocated time that she and her fellow "students" had found, Pepper stepped inside a little tenatively, glancing through the door. "Hello?"

[fairerthandeath]

He glances up, then drops his notes to his lap and knits his fingers together in front of himself, stretching.

"You made it." He smiles and rubs his face. "I was beginning to think I might be teaching myself."

[le_centre]

Courfeyrac jogged in after Pepper, telling himself that he was just slightly late and not ridiculously so. Of course, he had been late because he had assumed the class would take place in the Danger Room, at which point he realized that he and Enjolras had broken the Danger Room and he had sulked for a half-hour. Courfeyrac, much to his chagrin, was spending quite a lot of time sulking.

"Oh, hi- sorry, I didn't mean to be late." He smiled apologetically. "I hope I didn't hold anyone up."

[willharangueyou]

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," Pepper said, with no hint of irony in her voice. "I'm actually looking forward to these classes quite a lot," she admitted, looking a little sheepish. "God knows it's probably the only active thing I'll have even considered getting up to lately."

At this point Courfeyrac arrived also, which brightened Pepper's smile just a little, as she was glad to see him generall engaging in something that wasn't sulking, given recent events. "You're not late, I don't think," she told him, passing on a wry glance to John as she did.

[past_returns]

Jeremie was beginning to wonder if he'd made the right decision in doing self-defense. However, even before the whole mess with the Brotherhood, he'd known he would have to defend himself.

He entered the gym, looking around. "Mr. Sheppard?"

[fairerthandeath]

Looks up from his list and smiles. "Hey! Jeremie, right?"

[past_returns]

Jeremie nodded his head and moved closer to his new teacher. "Yes, sir."

[fairerthandeath]

"You didn't seem so confident before." He sets his notes to one side and frowns curiously, crossing his legs at the ankles. Yeah hes not getting up until he has to. "How many lessons have you had?"

*cans join?*

[sword_and_rain]

Admittedly, Yamamoto could fend for himself. With his use of water and his sword, he could pretty much dash any ordinary person and keep up a good fight against most mutants. But without his sword he had some problems. He could throw a punch like any sporty male, but even he had to admit that his grace with punches was more like a puppy floundering in a puddle than the swift, shark like, predator movements of his dance with a sword.

And his conversation with Sanji in the kitchen had driven him to wonder about what he was capable of without a sword or a baseball bat.

So he wanders into the gym, dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt and sneakers. He grinned at the man running this thing and waved as he trotted over.

"Not to early am I?" he inquired.

Sure!

[fairerthandeath]

"No, not at all!" He drops his list to his lap and thinks exaggeratedly for a moment. "What's your name? Don't think we've met."

Whoot!

[sword_and_rain]

"I'm Takeshi Yamamoto," the other introduced himself, knowing he had forgotten to sign up and had come hoping he could join anyways. It was rude, to his mind, but he had to try still. "Water manipulation, part of the baseball club and kendo club."

He held out his hand to the older man, the palm calloused from years of holding baseball bats and the hilt of his weapon. Clearly he was no stranger to hard work.

They'd probably get along anyway

[fairerthandeath]

Blinks, then jumps to his feet to shake your hand. "John Sheppard, but I'm guessing you already knew that. Unless you were hoping for Dick Grayson."

[usedairslash]

Staring at the door, she debated on going in or not. Placing her hand on the knob, she thought on this carefully. Going in would be admitting him getting the upper hand on her bothered her, likewise if she went in she may be able to stop that in the future.

Shaking her head she backed away, turned and walked away from the room. She could teach this to herself, right? She made it all the way to the corner before stopping. Giving a soft groan she turned back, opening the door before she changed her mind again.

"Tell me this is the right room..."

[fairerthandeath]

"It is." He looks up and grins. "Not living in a box yet then?"

[usedairslash]

Resisting the urge to tell him to shut up, she shakes her head. "I decided to stay." For now.

[fairerthandeath]

"Well, that's good! Still got time for a rematch then." Yeah, he looks a little amused -- but he is glad you're staying.

[isthe_princess]

[peeks around the door awkwardly]

John?

[fairerthandeath]

[ Looks up and grins a little. ]

Hey, come to join the party?

[isthe_princess]

[relaxes a little]

Has it already started without me?

[fairerthandeath]

Nah, still waiting for some people.

[ Pushes himself up onto his feet and winces, lacing his fingers together and stretching. ]

You know, you might be right about me getting old. How're you feeling?