DT1 - Yes, I can do one of those "flippy things".

by **Victor Freud** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 9:53 pm

Victor wiped his forehead and hands with one of the towels provided by the school, his grey academy t-shirt darkened with sweat around the collar and under the arms. He'd just finished up his stretches and some more intense exercises, culminating with some L-Sits and Tuck Planches. Now it was time for the real work out to begin. He didn't head toward the weight lifting equipment however, instead sticking to the more traditional and basic equipment, probably one of the few students who ever used the balancing beam or pommel horse. The short, clean-cut young man tugged on a pair of gloves, fastening them around his wrists before he pulled the climbing rope away from the wall. But he'd forgotten something. Leaving the rope he went back to his stuff, putting some books into a plain black duffel bag.

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by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 10:30 pm

Sam nods to the boy as she makes her way in. She heads over to one of the mats and starts stretching. She seems perhaps a bit more bendy than one might think physically possible, but she's making a serious effort of it.

by **Victor Freud** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 10:52 pm

Victor nodded back with an expression that seemed to convey "not bad". With his duffel bag made fairly hefty with books and other items he slung it over his shoulder, then took ahold of the rope. With a little grunt he started climbing to the top, the little guy actually fairly fast at it.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 10:55 pm

After finishing stretching, Sam moves into a workout that looks more like formal dance practice than aerobics, her gaze occasionally straying to the boy who is apparently living out his gym class dreams.

by **Victor Freud** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:01 pm

Victor's routine wasn't all that exciting. Once he'd reached the top of the rope he'd just slide down it to climb it over again, though each time he did it a little differently. The next few times he held the bag in one hand while using his other and his legs to climb and descend. After a few variations of this he let the bag drop to the mat with a thud, panting as he removed his water bottle from the side pouch and took a swig.

"So - are you in gymnastics?" He asked between breaths.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:02 pm

"Ah... sort of. Miss Kinney needs me to pass an obstacle course, so I'm digging out my old dance class stuff to see if it helps."

by **Victor Freud** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:05 pm

"If it has anything to do with dexterity and mobility, it probably will. I know it helped me a lot."

Victor was doing a little bit of light cooldown stretching, mostly working his shoulders. "My name's Victor, by-the-way. Are... obstacle courses part of the standard curriculum here?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:07 pm

"I'm Sam. I got talked into trying out for the teams. Punching baddies, aye?"

by **Victor Freud** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:09 pm

"You make it sound like fun." He said with a little grin. "It's nice to meet you Sam."

He studied her movements for a moment, not at all creepy, no sir. "Ballet?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:12 pm

"Ballet, some folk dancing, some jazz. Got out of it for a few years after my powers hit. Should probably get back at it."

by **Victor Freud** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:21 pm

"Yeah, sudden power spasms tend to put a cramp in a lot of hobbies. But your muscles will remember. It's been awhile since I've done any catching, but if you need some help with your promenades or pirouettes I could spot you."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:23 pm

"Oh, did you... take dance?" She asks, quirking a ginger brow.

by **Victor Freud** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:27 pm

Victor managed a nod as he took another swig from his bottle. "Ballet, for a couple of years. Like you I stopped once the powers kicked in." He didn't seem embarrassed to admit it. "My little sister was in it and they could never get anyone to do the lifts and catching. All of the other boys were afraid they'd get teased or something."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:34 pm

"You could always get back into it if you wanted to do, like, musical theater or something."

by **Victor Freud** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:55 pm

"Maybe. But I ended up shifting over to gymnastics instead. Similar, but different. Helps with the shifting."

He sat on one of the benches with his back against the wall. "Don't let me interrupt you though. I just thought I recognized some of those stretches."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jul 01, 2015 11:58 pm

"Oh, you're a shifter too?"

by **Victor Freud** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 12:04 am

"Of sorts, mass compression mostly. You shift as well?" Well now his curiosity was piqued. Ballet and shifting, strange coincidence. Though what kind of BS answer was mass compression.

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 12:05 am

"I can turn into different people. Used it on the team recently. Impersonated a gang member."

by **Victor Freud** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 12:14 am

"Oh, wow, that sounds really useful! You could get into just about anywhere with that."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 12:19 am

"It's not quite that easy. I think it mostly worked because the gang wasn't expecting it."

by **Victor Freud** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 12:33 am

"Well, not that easy yet. That's why we're here."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 12:37 am

"I guess I do reserve the right to become amazing down the road."

"I just don't think I'll be an international spy or anything."

by **Victor Freud** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 12:51 am

"Well, there's lots of other uses for powers like that. So don't sell yourself short."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 1:35 am

"Probably. It's weird though. When it first happened, 'me' was top of the list of things I wanted to be able to turn into."

by **Victor Freud** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 1:43 am

"Oh, like, you got stuck as other people? Or... is the you you are now, who you always wanted to be, or... wait." Victor furrowed his brow and tried to think of a better way to ask that.

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 1:47 am

"I couldn't stop shifting for awhile."

by **Victor Freud** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 1:53 am

"Yeah, that... sucks." Victor said with a tone of understanding. "If it makes you feel better, I used to get stuck being little and trapped under all my clothes. So... yeah, fun times for both of us."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 1:54 am

"Oh, they've got stuff here for that. Like, special fabric."

by **Victor Freud** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 2:00 am

"Well, I've got a better handle on things now than years ago. Let's just say I never have to worry about a shirt being too big on me."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 2:01 am

"Still helps in the 'being able to use your power without ending up naked' department."

by **Victor Freud** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 2:18 am

"True enough. I guess I'll have to look into it. It's bad enough when you forget to zip up your fly."

Victor stood up from the bench and stretched. "But I'm distracting you from your exercises, I should let you get back to dancing."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 2:27 am

"What about you? More... rope climbing?"

by **Victor Freud** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 2:37 am

"Ha, not quite." Victor gave a little chuckle. "We're going to become badass superheroes or something, remember? I gotta practice hopping fences too."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 2:38 am

"Oh. Like in Hot Fuzz, aye?"

by **Victor Freud** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 2:42 am

"I'm glad that's what I remind you of, and not Shaun of the Dead."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 2:48 am

"Oh, I guess there was fence jumping in that, too."

"It was more heroic-like in Hot Fuzz, though."

by **Victor Freud** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 3:50 am

"Which is why I should say thank you for thinking of me like a hero, and not like a klutz."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 4:07 am

"You wouldn't have gotten very far in ballet if you were a klutz," she chuckles.

by **Victor Freud** » Thu Jul 02, 2015 10:18 pm

"I guess you've got me there." Vic rubbed the back of his head, his black hair a bit of a mess from his workout. With a little "hup" sound he was onto the pommel horse, where he started to do the basic swings and false scissors.

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