Team Training (Jian/Tara)

[Athena 'Shift' Logan]

wildly lawful

The sky outside was gloomy, the sun unable to peek through the flat, grey clouds. Athena didn't mind that so much; it was late autumn, after all, and colder weather meant less evildoers out causing havoc, and less hot tempers to quell. That didn't mean her group of heroes could rest on their laurels, though. No, Shift was determined to make sure they stayed fighting fit...and part of that was learning how to work together, to compensate for one another's weaknesses. This meeting she had called would hopefully help with that. Training - n the most physical sense of the word. Though the training room offered advanced alien technology, Shift wasn't very comfortable using even normal human technology, so she'd left it alone. There didn't need to be a repeat of the robots that fired acidic goo everywhere.

"Hey, Jian, Tara, remember we've got team training!" The shape shifter lifted the communicator from her belt to speak into it, flipping the device open before speaking. She'd told them earlier that week, but given the two of their personalities, she wouldn't be surprised if they'd forgotten. Jian took ages to get anywhere, anyway. Tossing her hair behind her shoulders, the heroine tied her hair back and looked through the alerts on her phone. Nothing interesting...yet.

credit to Dark Raveness of adoxography

words: 215 | tagged: Jian, Tara Strong

[Jian]

Scratch. Scratch. Scatch.

It echoed conspicuously in the training room. Not quite like nails on a chalk board, more along the lines of a claw scraping against a door. In fact, it was a bit of a claw. On the other side, was of course, the resident dead girl, Jian in the not so fresh flesh. At least she didn't smell terrible, though that's opinionated, though best described as sickly sweet. Beyond was the girl in question, purple skinned, and nearly human, if you ignored the sharp teeth, and sunken foggy eyes. Her clothes only minorly tattered, sh

"Can I come in?" The raspy voice belonging to one with a dry throat came through. The door creaked open, its automatic unable to sift open for the girl that drained energy. In poked her head, mouth hung open in a dopey smile, with just a little drool out of the corner of her mouth, her fangs retracted, though one could see the sharp ends barely pushing beyond. "Just kidding," A joke. Jian already had had permission from Shift to come in earlier for training, she just hadn't used that permission until now.

Jian hopped into the room, her arms stretched out in front of her for balance. Tingaling, tingaling. The two silver bells attached to her belt tinkled with each little hop she took into the room. Once she passed the threshold, the door was no longer sapped by her, and shut with a soft hiss.


tagged: Tara Strong , Athena 'Shift' Logan