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strangetrip2018-02-21 01:09 pm
st_oryinsilence) wrote in strangetrip2018-02-21 01:09 pm
[GP] training day
There was a trope that in prison there wasn't much to do except work out or read. As colorful as Madonna Inn might be, it was still a prison. And look, somebody had put together a library.
Put fifty some people, many of them military, adventurers, vigilantes, or superheroes of one stripe or another, in a prison with none of the urgent missions or near-death experiences they were used to, the fitness center was going to be a popular place. Maybe almost as popular as the bar.
... Probably not quite that popular.
There were free weights and weight machines, treadmills and ellipticals, yoga mats and exercise balls. A room set aside for classes, if someone decided to lead. A large square had been taped over an area of the floor off to one side as a make-shift sparring space. Sports equipment had been brought back from Bonesville for those who preferred more organized games. And those who had been stuck here longest remembered there hadn't always been a salmon ladder.
In other words, something for just about everybody. And you could usually find someone in there if you were looking for a spotter, workout buddy, sparring partner, friendly competition too.
Put fifty some people, many of them military, adventurers, vigilantes, or superheroes of one stripe or another, in a prison with none of the urgent missions or near-death experiences they were used to, the fitness center was going to be a popular place. Maybe almost as popular as the bar.
... Probably not quite that popular.
There were free weights and weight machines, treadmills and ellipticals, yoga mats and exercise balls. A room set aside for classes, if someone decided to lead. A large square had been taped over an area of the floor off to one side as a make-shift sparring space. Sports equipment had been brought back from Bonesville for those who preferred more organized games. And those who had been stuck here longest remembered there hadn't always been a salmon ladder.
In other words, something for just about everybody. And you could usually find someone in there if you were looking for a spotter, workout buddy, sparring partner, friendly competition too.
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The look she gave him she he squinted at her clearly said: of course I can. But even then it wasn't the words so much as the question in his mind that she sensed.
"Not like a radio. Don't hear it. Feel it." All of it, it was like being a radio receiver that was turned on all the time. "Like static."
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"Well that's just plain creepy - no offense." And he didn't really mean it offensively, but it did remind him of Psy-ops and what they did there. Mind stuff was freaky. "So... like, does that mean if someone feels like, turned on, you get turned on too?"
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She ignored his question because it was an uncomfortable (occasionally) subject.
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"That's fair." He ran into a few transgenics who hated their skillsets as well.
"I guess you'd be really good on a quiz show." She'd make a killing conning people as a psychic too.
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"Cheating would not be necessary. I am very smart." Though she might cheat, she wouldn't have a way to not cheat.
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"How smart are you?" He wondered if it was something like him, where he had genes to make him smarter.
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"Let's just go with you're smart." Anyone who would say something like that had intelligence.
"I'm Alec."
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"River."
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Well, if she ever fell for a guy who wrote poetry, at least he wouldn't have to work hard on making her name symbolic and stuff.
"You a fighter too, or just a dancer?" Because other than Peter, who was just so dorky, River seemed like the youngest at the gym.
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She didn't know.
"I'm not just a dancer," she said finally face concealed by a curtain of hair.
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Alec could tell enough that that line of questioning was probably a no-go.
"I'm not just a cute face either." He offered a wink.
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"Your face is aesthetically pleasing." She agreed finally, after an assessing look.
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"Thank you." He was probably made that way, but he tried not to think too much on that aspect.
"Well, if you ever need anything, except maybe a dance partner, I don't dance." At least not anymore. "Let me know."
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Not fair He shot back in his head, though it wasn't hostile in nature. He was going to have to be careful what he thought around this one.
"Because I learned to dance for the wrong reasons." People died.
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"Was it the Academy?" She didn't think so, he wasn't from home, but she had to ask forcing herself not to shake.
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He paused at that. He had never heard of the Academy, but that sounded pretty suspect. "Manticore. Probably pretty similar." At east from the way she had said it. it didn't sound like a nice place.
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"Mythical beast with the body of a lion, the face of a man, and the sting of a scorpion. Accurate."
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He had... never really thought about that, but she was kind of right. Probably other people thought about that. Logan probably thought it was poetic.
"Neither of them are here though," Meaning Manticore or the Academy. "So," He shrugged. "Not a bad place, huh?"
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"But it is acceptable."
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"Serenity your home?" With a name like that, he had to wonder if it was really peaceful or if that was just a hope of something that would never be.
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She paused, "A massacre."
Well, no one from the Alliance would have called it that, but Mal and the other Independents would have - or they thought it.
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One of those 'never forget' things, he figured.
"That happen a lot back home? Massacres?"
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