[open log] Bobby needs to do some thinking. And talking.

[never-too-cold.livejournal.com]

Characters: Bobby, you
Setting: Various places around the mansion
Content: Bobby deals with his recent phone call in various ways.
Status: Open and incomplete
Threadjacking: Totally cool with me! (LOL PUNS)
Notes: There are a few specific people Bobby should talk to, and that's indicated in the threads, but otherwise... free-for-all! Also: XMH is so great for when I have nothing to do at work. Just saying, you guys. =D

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In the Danger Room

[never-too-cold.livejournal.com]

[All of these intense conversations have resulted in Bobby feeling jittery, his muscles all in knots. Time to relieve some tension.

There's nobody in the Danger Room when he enters. He loads up a simple countryside simulation and walks to the centre of the room.

He closes his eyes, holds out his hands, and lets go. A wave of freezing cold energy pulses rapidly out, radiating from the centre, and in a matter of seconds, the entire room is covered with ice and snow.]

This is Iris

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[Kevin was just planning on some solo practice time in the Danger Room, but it's never a surprise to find someone else there. And the fact that it's Bobby is pretty nice. The people that Kevin is comfortable sparring with are, in this order, Bobby, Josh, and Logan. An ice form that can't decay, and two healers, one of which doesn't actively try to slice his head off.

He gives Bobby a nod when he sees the Danger Room isn't empty.]

You finishing up? Or do you want to practice a little more?

[never-too-cold.livejournal.com]

[Bobby looks around at the winter 'wonderland' he's created, and shakes his head.]

Just getting started. What do you feel like doing?

[Bobby knows what he feels like doing: train until it hurts.]

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[Kevin starts to stretch. He tilts his head to the side and considers this. This is kind of nice. When he spars with anyone other than his preferred three, he doesn't like to do much of anything. He likes to use a staff and never make actual contact with the other person, or shoot with an airsoft gun so that he can get target practice while the other can work on countering such attacks. Maybe knife sparring with foam knives, but even that one is a little iffy for physical contact.

With Bobby, he doesn't have to worry. So he continues his warm up and looks around the winter wonderland with admiration. Bobby has mutant powers to be envious of.]

Anything goes, man.

[never-too-cold.livejournal.com]

You got it.

[Immediately, Bobby charges at Kevin, barely giving the other boy enough time to prepare. Luckily, Kevin's been trained well and just manages to deflect Bobby's icy fist from colliding with his nose.]

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[Kevin had to move fast to avoid that one. This was one of the moments where "think fast" doesn't even help -- he had to rely on pure reflexes, with no time to think. He quickly jumped to the side and patted Bobby's fist away to block the punch and then delivers a low kick. A few more minutes of hand-to-hand combat - something Kevin doesn't practice often - and the boys are breathing heavily, sweating hard.]

Thank God for your air conditioning.

[never-too-cold.livejournal.com]

[Bobby cracks a smirk, sends a little stream of ice at Kevin's ankles, which he kicks away easily.]

Yeah. I'm not just a pretty face and a stomach full of ice cream.

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[Kevin attempts to play it cool and laugh at Bobby's comment, but he's actually starting to get a little overwhelmed. His eyes dart around the Danger Room and for once, he can't even spot anything that he could decay. Nothing that'd give him an edge, anyway. He drops down to the ground to avoid another icy blast and rolls out of the way, grumbling angrily to himself.]

I can never see how anything like this is going to help me learn to use my powers better.

[never-too-cold.livejournal.com]

You've gotta push through.

[Bobby blasts another burst of ice at Kevin, who dodges.]

I haven't frozen everything solid. It's just covered. Don't look for it, feel for it.

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[Kevin hears Bobby, and once again, is in a bit of admiration of Bobby's tactical skills. He could just keep fighting - but he hates how useless his powers make him feel. He stubbornly decides to try using them.

As usual, of course, his gloves are on, but he takes on off while circling Bobby. They exchanges a few more strikes and then Kevin drops down once again to the floor, sweeping a leg out to knock Bobby to the ground. Quickly, while Bobby recovers, Kevin backs away, reaches into the frost and - yep, there's the old practice mat. Kevin is able to direct the decay, so that the entire mat doesn't fall apart. Instead, he sends it towards Bobby but times it so that it reaches him once Bobby is about to jump and attack. Actually, that ended up not doing much. It did throw Bobby off balance slightly, but that wasn't anything a kick to the legs couldn't do.]

Ugh, I gotta try something else. This isn't working.

[never-too-cold.livejournal.com]

[Breathing slightly heavily from the fall, Bobby gets to his feet again.]

That wasn't bad, though. Maybe try it a bit faster, get the ground crumbling in more places. Should give you more of an edge... [In a few quick movements, Bobby's up on an ice slide, shooting Kevin a cocky grin.] ...if you can keep up.