Xaviers!

Posted: **Tue Jun 27, 2017 7:29 pm**

Sam has managed to scare up a pretty basic drum kit from the music department so she doesn't have to bogart the Danger Room. Right now she's got a pair of thick headphones on and is in the midst of a spirited drum solo. She's by no means perfect yet, but she seems to be picking things up quite quickly. She barely seems to register anything else as her arms thrash, an absolutely primal beat echoing out from the music room.

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Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 9:18 am**

"Hey, Ringo! You're going to burn through sticks like crazy at that rate," Will cat-called, possibly loud enough to be heard over the racket (but also possibly not.)

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 6:30 pm**

Her concentration broken, Sam's gaze locks on to Will and her arm shoots out, a drumstick whizzing alarmingly close past Will's head.

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 7:22 pm**

Will was a trained superhero, with years of experience. He was capable of moving at lightning-fast speeds when the situation called for it.

He was not, of course, expecting a projectile in the music room.

"Gah!" Will cried out, ducking and covering about three seconds too late as the drumstick shot past his ear.

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 7:24 pm**

"Do you mind?" She grumbles, slipping the headphones off and going to collect her drumstick.

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 7:31 pm**

"Geez, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," Will groused. "Sorry to bother you."

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 7:40 pm**

"I'm just... blowing off steam. Tereza left on her mission." She starts circling back around towards the drum kit, sticks in hand.

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 7:42 pm**

"Ahhhh," Will said, frowning. "Yeah, I can see how that would require...some pounding."

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 7:57 pm**

"I mean, at least she told me this time. And brought someone with her."

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 8:01 pm**

"A chaperone? Are you more worried for her safety...or for whoever she's after?"

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 8:03 pm**

"Well the last time she left she came back a bloody Skrull, didn't she?"

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 8:07 pm**

Will frowned, and nodded. "Yeah. And they're like bed bugs; nearly impossible to stamp out once they've gotten inside somewhere."

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 8:10 pm**

"So yes, I'm glad someone's going with her. I don't want to go through that again."

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 8:13 pm**

Will nodded. "Is it someone trustworthy?"

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 8:31 pm**

"I trust Miss Kinney. Don't you?"

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 8:33 pm**

"She's...not my favorite person in the world, but I think it's safe to say that she's a good hand in a fight.

And if we have any problem locating them, we can just turn on the news and see what major buildings have been demolished recently."

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 8:35 pm**

"What did she ever do to you?" Sam quirks a brow.

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 8:40 pm**

"Just...not how I'd run things, were I made king of the world; or at least the X-Teams, know what I'm saying? Call it professional differences.

Also stabbed me once, but I'm fairly sure that was accidental. Mostly. And it was, like, three dimensions over, so not really fair to hold it against her now, is it?"

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 10:51 pm**

"If anybody's safe to stab, it's probably you. I mean, less messy and all that."

Posted: **Thu Jun 29, 2017 11:14 pm**

"And I look fetching when placed over the mantle, too," Will joked.

"Seriously, though. Tereza will be fine; you left her in good hands. I know how it's like to be worrying about someone going somewhere dangerous, though. It sucks! It sucks a lot."

Posted: **Fri Jun 30, 2017 12:42 am**

"And I'm telling myself she's going to be fine. I just want to hit things in the meantime, aye?"

Posted: **Fri Jun 30, 2017 1:08 am**

"Makes sense, but you are going to run through sticks like a crazy person if you keep going like that. Like a woodchipper."

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 6:55 pm**

"...people don't think you're as crazy if you're hitting drums rather than hitting people. Even simulated ones."

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:00 pm**

"Ah, this is a reputation thing, is it?" Will said, trying (but not trying very hard) to suppress a smile.

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:07 pm**

"Well I mean... outlets are good to have, aye?"

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:10 pm**

"I find them very useful, though I prefer American ones. 50 hertz just feels undercooked and over-spiced.

You're getting pretty good at beating the skins, there."

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:16 pm**

"It's not that different from a fight..."

"...or a fight's not that different from music, I guess."

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:21 pm**

"You're going to have to explain that one a little bit to me," he said, sitting down atop a piano somewhat across from her.

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:26 pm**

"It just... flows like that, aye? There's a rhythm. There's melody. There's harmony. One on one's like a duet. A brawl's like a band. A battle's like... a symphony."

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:33 pm**

Will nodded, slowly, thinking this over. "And so you're trying to translate that back down to the level of music?"

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:37 pm**

"It feels like it's nearly the same sort of reflexes. Once I start feeling the flow, it just... goes, I guess."

She fidgets a bit with one of her drumsticks, a bit of muscle playing under her skin that Will hadn't seen before.

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:45 pm**

Will cocked his head to one side. "Do that again."

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:46 pm**

"Do what?" She asks, cocking her head in confusion.

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:53 pm**

"That thing with your drumstick right there. The little thing-a-bob, you know. The thing."

Will hopped off the piano and walked over towards her.

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 7:55 pm**

"What? It's just a bit of nervous energy," she says, shifting her weight on the stool and rolling her shoulders as she lets her sticks rest at her sides. It's subtle as Will's seen her day to day, but in this light Sam's arms do look a bit more... built.

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 8:09 pm**

"...how fine-grained is your shifting nowadays, Sam? Like, what's the smallest change you can make?" he said, coming in and looking very carefully at her wrists and forearms.

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 8:13 pm**

"Well I'm getting better at it, definitely." She says, still looking at him a bit strangely.

She crosses her sticks in her lap, and while it's not quite tickets to the gunshow Will can definitely see it again.

"Why? I'm not missing a detail or something, am I?"

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 8:16 pm**

"Your arms. They're...

Well, you done be swole, Sam."

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 8:18 pm**

"...what are you even talking about?"

Posted: **Mon Jul 03, 2017 8:24 pm**

"You've put on some muscle there -- seriously, check it out," he said, grabbing one of her arms and poking it a little. "Definitely a bit harder than normal, yeah?"

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