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brightestlight) wrote2013-02-09 07:34 pm
brightestlight) wrote2013-02-09 07:34 pm
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So, first off, Caroline's mad. That's the thing that gets her, she's mad, and she's not been this kind of mad-at-the-world in a while. She's in the gym, and she's managed to actually mess up one of the punching bags but she's moved to another so she can try and blow off steam.
Well, half blow off steam, and half get better at this, so that her age isn't so much of an overriding factor that she wasn't a better sort of pick then two humans. Let's see Cuthbert go up against Logan, or Klaus, or Mystique, and honestly she wasn't really one to blow her own horn and stack up her powers for her being capable, but it wasn't just her powers. She'd gone up against the Hulk, and was pretty well fine. She could handle herself. She'd died a bunch of times, she wasn't exactly jumping at shadows in the dark. She's trying hard, and she's here, and it's everything that everybody's shown her in this sort of weird mishmash of steps and movements that mixed between human-fast and faster than, and Logan said it was like stacking marbles.
She's sweating and glaring, and really it looks like the bag's personally offended her, but she'll figure it out later - except, of course, she hears the woosh of the door and she turns on a dime, glaring - somewhat without reason - at whomever's in the doorway.
Well, half blow off steam, and half get better at this, so that her age isn't so much of an overriding factor that she wasn't a better sort of pick then two humans. Let's see Cuthbert go up against Logan, or Klaus, or Mystique, and honestly she wasn't really one to blow her own horn and stack up her powers for her being capable, but it wasn't just her powers. She'd gone up against the Hulk, and was pretty well fine. She could handle herself. She'd died a bunch of times, she wasn't exactly jumping at shadows in the dark. She's trying hard, and she's here, and it's everything that everybody's shown her in this sort of weird mishmash of steps and movements that mixed between human-fast and faster than, and Logan said it was like stacking marbles.
She's sweating and glaring, and really it looks like the bag's personally offended her, but she'll figure it out later - except, of course, she hears the woosh of the door and she turns on a dime, glaring - somewhat without reason - at whomever's in the doorway.
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She doesn't even get a chance to pick up her kettlebell before she's proven wrong. There's a loud dull thud, the sound of sand rushing out of a busted bag, and an immediate temper tantrum. Raven turns around, eyebrows way up.
Jesus Christ, kid, those things don't grow on trees! Right now it's all Mystique can manage to think about-- Caroline's taken out two today and god knows Logan's already filleted his share. What the hell are they gonna box with when all the bags are gone? Sure, there's plenty of dead weight around, but it all talks.
She walks up, letting Caroline stand there in silence as she sits down on the stairs, leaning against the ring. There's a long pause while she looks her over, and the only sound is the sand piling up on the floor.
"What's wrong, Caroline?" She's completely calm in the face of the girl's rampage.