[MINGLE] Worried/Sick 2: Snake Expedition & Recovery!

[sixthiteration]

WHERE: Anywhere; multiple locations
WHEN: Apx. 19-27 November
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Serious illness and reactions to such, snakes, hallucinations

IMPORTANT NOTES: This is the second of two mingles. Please see the timing and general event details here.

Not putting any mod top-levels in this one — Just make sure you label your own top-level clearly as to whether it's Expedition or Recovery, and as always, whether it is OTA or not!

Please keep in mind the established plot details, but creative license is welcome and encouraged as long as it doesn't step on toes.

Comments

Recovery; Work Out!

[theimmortalweapon]

Danny took her hand and shook it before letting his arm fall back to his side. "Thanks. This is all I can really do for the village. I've been studying martial arts for most of my life and have mastered many different forms. If I can help out, it's with this." The area was sparse but it was growing into something amazing. Soon there would be mats in one of the side rooms and training equipment in the room that they were standing in now.

It'd take time but it was wroth it.

"That and chopping wood." Which was something that Danny did a lot but was also very common among the muscled types in the city.

"Are you just here to train today?" He'd seen her and was impressed by her flexibility and strength. She looked as if her style of fighting might be similar to his.

Re: Recovery; Work Out!

[tothefly]

"Everything is a help, in a place like this. Takes all types, and I don't doubt that if whoever's running this place is bringing in this many people with military history and fighting ability, eventually there's going to be a reason for it." She doesn't share her own history, of course; he doesn't need a play-by-play of Red Room training, even if her skills are already listed in that book in the inn, which is something she's been meaning to ask someone about revising. There are some skills the previous Natashas had been willing to teach that she's not certain she is.

Natasha shrugs at his question, a gesture as fluid as her handstand. "I was, since there wasn't really anyone else around, but I'd be up for a few rounds of sparring, if you're interested. I might not have the same training, but I might be able to keep up."

Recovery; Work Out!

[theimmortalweapon]

Danny nodded his head. It felt like whoever had brought them here was trying to build an army but that didn't really make sense. They didn't share ideals nor did they have a target to vent their rage. It was confusing and something that Danny was having trouble understanding.

"Yeah. I could use a warm up though, if you're good starting slow." He hadn't been able to run through his usual exercises that morning but he didn't think that would be much of an issue.

Natasha was thin and a few inches shorter than him but he could tell that she was strong; he'd already seen that she had flexibility and balance when he had first walked down stairs. He wasn't going to under estimate her.

[tothefly]

"Sure, no problem," she answers with a shrug, watching him as he moves in closer. "Take your time. I don't have to be back over to the hospital for another hour or so." It's important to take breaks, to step away from things, otherwise your judgement ends up suffering for it. There are reasons she doesn't spend every night in the bunker, reasons she doesn't push out on three or four day-long expeditions trying to map the borders of the island. You push too hard, you miss things.

[theimmortalweapon]

Danny pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it on the banister. The mark of the dragon swept and curled on his chest as he circled his arms and brought himself to his center. He lowered himself and then slipped between two stances before once again returning to his center.

"Let's go." He kept his form and met her gaze. Danny was quick and agile but he had a feeling that so was Natasha.