Atlas Gym, Saturday Afternoon

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After getting a handwavey phone call from Jaina, Deadpool was at the gym. With swords. Pointy, pointy swords.

Because it had been waaaay too long since he'd had them out to play.

That might not have explained why there was a child playing on the treadmills as he cleaned the blades, though. But then, Jan had been raised around weapons, so this wasn't too strange for her. Plus? Treadmills.

It was like crack to a four year old.

[[Open gym, of course!]]

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Sparring Area

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Watch out for the swords. No, seriously. Watch out.

Re: Sparring Area

[solo_sword]

Jaina didn't know it yet, but in a few days she'd be doing this exact thing but without the treadmill, so this was probably better practice than she realized.

"Thanks for this," she said when she arrived.

Re: Sparring Area

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Avoiding lava? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU SKYWALKERS/SOLOS?

"Are you kidding me?" Deadpool asked, bouncing up lightly on his toes. "I haven't gotten my stab on in months now. Something about 'healthy relationships not involving attempted murder'."

Yeah, what was that all about?

Re: Sparring Area

[solo_sword]

A LOT OF THINGS. And Mandos were worse, okay.

Jaina paused. "I'm going to go ahead and put in a request that you don't actually stab me."

Re: Sparring Area

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"...not even a friendly stab?" There was no such thing as a friendly stab.

Re: Sparring Area

[solo_sword]

"No. Who are you friendly stabbing?" she asked.

Re: Sparring Area

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"Eye dee kay, my bee eff eff Weasel?"

The rest of the Gym

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Where a small child was running around, playing The Floor Is Lava.

It's a serious game, guys.

Re: The rest of the Gym

[furnaceface]

Well, lava is serious business.

It was about halfway through Jono's paperwork slog at the Boards, not long after lunch, that he decided that an hour or so spent in the gym wouldn't hurt anything. After all, if he let himself fall out of shape while he was on the island, Jubilee would kick his ass ten ways to Sunday. And she probably wouldn't even need her Wondra equipment to do it, either.

And so, he'd had a mind to use some of the weight-lifting equipment, figuring it would be best to steer clear of the live blades flying around the sparring area. The little girl running around gave him cause to pause and reconsider that decision, though. Best not to risk dropping a couple hundred pounds of weight on the little girl that might grow up to be mutantkind's one last hope, and all.

That seemed to narrow his options down considerably, though. Hm.

Re: The rest of the Gym

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"The floor is lava," Jan informed him seriously from her perch on one of the stationary bikes.

Re: The rest of the Gym

[furnaceface]

Jono turned a glance at Jan for a second, and then down at the floor. It was possible that there was a half-second spent in mild concern that his shoes might be on fire and he just wasn't aware of it after years of being on fire himself. Don't judge him.

"... So I'm currently burning to a crisp, is that what you're telling me?"

Re: The rest of the Gym

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Jan nodded sadly. She would mourn his death by pouring out some of her apple juice for the homies that could not be with her that day.

"You hafta stay on the rocks."

By rocks, she meant the exercise equipment.

Re: The rest of the Gym

[furnaceface]

"Oh... well, in that case..." Jonothon considered his position on the floor for a moment, and then crouched and made an impressive leap to the nearest treadmill from where he was standing.

He might have cheated a little and used his collar. So sue him.

"How bad is the damage, do you suppose?"

He even stuck out one foot, for her inspection. He might have no legs left right now and not even be aware of it, and wouldn't that be a tragedy?

Re: The rest of the Gym

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Jan frowned, inspecting the injured foot with all the care she could. "We hafta cut it off," she informed him with a solemn nod. "But it grows back."

Re: The rest of the Gym

[so_hawkward]

Clint was glad he'd gotten his first workout in when the gym was only occupied by the older set doing Jazzercise. He was less concerned about the people sparring than the seemingly unsupervised child running around, so he'd perched himself on the desk to have the best view of her while he cooled down. He might not have been big on kids, but that didn't mean he wanted to see this one brain herself on a treadmill.

Re: The rest of the Gym

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Jan paused in her attempts to not die horribly in the imaginary fire to stare at the strange, new person. Look, she was raised by Cable and Deadpool. It wasn't like she was going to be normal.

"Hi," she shouted, carefully sitting down on the edge of a treadmill.

Re: The rest of the Gym

[so_hawkward]

Oh geez, that was directed at him, wasn't it? "Uh, hi," he said. "What are you doing?"

He wasn't going to be mean and tell her to stop right away. At least she wasn't playing with the treadmill controls?

Re: The rest of the Gym

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"The floor is lava," she informed him with all the seriousness the situation called for. "You hafta stay out of it."

Re: The rest of the Gym

[so_hawkward]

Clint wasn't sure if this was a game, or some kind of repressed memory the poor kid was dealing with, but either way, it seemed like the smartest thing was to play along. He looked down to where his short legs were dangling just above the floor from where he was sitting on the desk. "Ooh, I see. That sounds kind Am I safe then?"

Re: The rest of the Gym

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Well, there were all those times she woke up to her parents being different people. But then she was a Digi-destined. She had no idea what that meant, but it was still awesome.

Jan nodded, standing up to edge over to the next machine. Very carefully. "Who are you?"

Re: The rest of the Gym

[furnaceface]

"Watch out for the lava," Jono said, giving the other man a wry smile from his perch on a treadmill nearby. "I've already had to have a serious amputation, you know. Terribly traumatic experience, really."

Hello, Clint. Welcome to the Fandom Island Superhero Babysitter's Squad.

Re: The rest of the Gym

[so_hawkward]

It was kind of amazing what a small, adorable child could do to two grown men. "Oh man, I'm sorry to hear that," he said, although it wasn't very convincing with how he was laughing. "You know, they're doing amazing things with prosthetics these days." Which might be something this guy already knew.

Re: The rest of the Gym

[furnaceface]

Please, Clint was talking to a man who once had a prosthetic implanted to replace a missing torso.

"So I've heard," Jono agreed, not quite able to bite back a grin of his own. "Though I won't be needing one, since I appear to have picked up a healing factor just this morning, as well."

How convenient was that?

Re: The rest of the Gym

[so_hawkward]

"That's very lucky. You should buy a lottery ticket today, assuming you can get out of here without bursting into flames." Maybe he was up for a challenge!

OOC

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Apples to Apples is my crack, yo.