Sparks flying...[open]

[realmenknitplushies]

WHO: Kanji and open!
WHAT: Training times with the walking generator.
WHERE: Around the school campus
WHEN: Throughout the day
WARNING(S): Possible Kanji potty mouth? Nothing so far.

If there was one thing that the recent mission had taught Kanji - it was that he needed to get better at what he was doing. To be able to really use his abilities and strength to the fullest... he needed to work at it. Never mind anything else. Sure, his team training's helping: but he can't rely on that alone.
If he's to ever actually justify calling himself an X-Man, to justify taking up the codename - he's got to be strong to be able to help.

So, in the pursuit of his training, there's a couple of places that Kanji can be found at the moment:

In the gym, he can be found battering the hell out of punching bags, or working his way through the free weights: generally, if a bit of apparatus doesn't require external power, he's going to be found trying it out or using it. It's always been part of his routine, a way to help burn through a bit of excess charge, but now he knows how much he needs it he's working twice as hard. ... Might be working a bit too hard, even. (Whoo. He's seeing sparks and he doesn't think they're his usual sort.)

Similarly, he can be found outside, going for a run around the grounds - okay, so it's still really a bit cold for it, but a real man's not going to frown in the face of a bit of a chill, is he? Right? Right?

Comments

[aquawayfinder]

"That is part of what I am here to teach," she said with a warm smile. "We each have our own lessons to share with others. Are you ready for a break from this exercise?"

[realmenknitplushies]

His pride's not letting him admit to the fact in a hurry. "You-" and he's clawing for breath, now - "think I look ready?"

[aquawayfinder]

She managed not to let her lips quirk up into an amused smile. She kept her face politely neutral. "I think one of the hardest lessons... is pacing." She could mean the exercise he was doing now to keep to a set pace... or about taking breaks. Or something else entirely. Her voice sometimes got a bit... mysterious.

[realmenknitplushies]

He doesn't respond for a moment, focusing on what he's doing and processing her words, before he manages to stammer out a couple of words.

"H-heh. Yeah. I getcha."

Perhaps he does need to learn that much.

"Sh-should I..."

[aquawayfinder]

"Should you?" she asked softly.

[realmenknitplushies]

"Y' said... take a break..." Something he's not doing too well at today, that's for sure. But he doesn't want to stop until he knows that it's not going to make him look weak or like he's chickening out.

[aquawayfinder]

She gave a warm smile. "It probably would be a good idea," she said with a smile. "Come, some slow stretches so you do not cramp up."

[realmenknitplushies]

Alright, alright. He's ... finally going to step away from the bag and start working through a few stretches.

[aquawayfinder]

She nodded and actually started guiding him through his stretches, leaving him mostly to the ones he already knows, but offering slight suggestions for how they could be slightly more effective. She had a good knowledge of physiology and exercise for a philosophy teacher.

[realmenknitplushies]

He's not complaining at the advice, given that he's not really had a whole lot of formal tuition in these techniques, and eventually steps back with a last big stretch.

"...Heh. I'm gonna feel that tomorrow."

[aquawayfinder]

"Perhaps. But if you stretch again gently after you eat, and a half hour before bed, and when you first wake, it will hurt less. And the more you practice consistently, the less sore you will be in the aftermath. It is all about the paces you set in the..." she tried to think of how to say it in English, "macrocosms and microcosms." She made a face.

Those words did not seem quite right.

"In the small things you do and the large," she said slowly. That seemed to work better. "Pace is core to control. Shall we meet again tomorrow to work some more?"

[realmenknitplushies]

Well... it's a bit different from the usual sorts of reasons a teacher'd want to see more of him. He's hardly in trouble this time, after all.

So after a little, he nods. "Yeah, alright. Let's do that."

[aquawayfinder]

"Alright. Ten am, then? Does that work with your class schedule?"

[realmenknitplushies]

"Uh..." He rubbed his head for a moment- "Yeah, I think that'll be okay tomorrow. I'll check the rest'a my timetable before then too."

[aquawayfinder]

"A good idea. We can review your schedule and set up a good pace for you," she said with a warm smile.

She leaned forward and kissed his forehead. "I will see you in the morning, then."

With that, she headed towards one of the training dummies and began a particularly advanced routine, working on exactly what she had been expounding upon.

[realmenknitplushies]

Why does she keep having to do that? Kanji asked himself... He let out a few more embarrassed sparks, flinched away -

"Yeah. Catch ya then."

He watched for a moment, before turning and heading out.
Man. This had been a hell of a training session.