cycleofages | 01 Bite ~ Ways to Cope ~ OPEN

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01 Bite ~ Ways to Cope ~ OPEN

Who; Elena Micheal & OPEN
What; Adjusting...
Where; Around HQ
When; August 6th - 12th
Warnings; Fighting. Will change if there is anything else.

This place was something new, something strange and it kept Elena on edge. She had been assured that things were fine and that her other nature was something that was known if not accepted by those in HQ. That didn't mean she wanted to talk about it. She'd been bred to keep her secrets close and losing them shook her deeply.

In short, she hated this place.

Sparring | Afternoons(8th,10th,12th) | Forest

She hadn't sparred since she left Stoneheaven but now that she's somewhere new she wanted to be ready. She borrowed a loose fitting pair of sweats and a top to use for the hours she spent training. Then she found a place in the forest with enough space to move around. She shifted from stance to stance hearing the grass rustle with the touch of the wind.

Elena specialized in grappling which would be easier to practice with a partner. For now she'll do what she can but she'll welcome anyone who would be willing to fight with her.

Running | Any Day Before Sunrise | Forest

Tension was something she was used to. She always tried to stop the changes, to keep herself human and that put stress on her body. Running was one of the few ways that she dealt with that stress. Each morning, prior to sunrise, she can be found running laps around the edge of the forest. The warehouse was large enough to give her to illusion of distance and yet her body yearned to run on four legs.

Elena was wearing the borrowed sweats and shirt with her golden hair tied back in a tight ponytail. She paused only to grab a drink of water and then began to run again. When the sun started to flicker in the odd sky she'd head back to her dorm to grab a quick shower.

It would be obvious to anyone passing by that she was tense.

Eating | Breakfast/Lunch/Dinner | Cafeteria

With every meal Elena had a cup of hot tea or coffee. The tea in her cup varied but it was always warm and steaming and a silent comfort. She liked ice tea but the AC in HQ always made a warm drink a welcome sight.

Elena was used to eating a lot of food, she'd subsidize her meals with protein bars or other high fiber supplements but that was harder now that the cafeteria was only open during certain hours. After a bit of pressure from Gus she'd begun to try and eat the appropreate amount without feeling self-conscious. She would get several plates of food of the course of the hour and sit alone, with a book, at a corner table.

Even when she was done eating she'd simply sit, drink tea and read before being kicked out of the cafeteria.

Swimming | Midnight(10th) | Pool

Elena had done what she set out to do but the after meeting she was feeling stressed and she wanted to cool off. Having no access to a bathing suit she used the next best thing; her underwear.

Her clothes were neatly stacked on a chair, her necklace resting on top of the pile. Her underwear was simple, black and a little lacy but it covered enough to count as a bathing suit. She swam laps pausing at the edge of the pool to catch her breath. The air felt thick and cool as she inhaled and the water felt inviting and strong as it held her.

She wasn't a big swimmer but the change was nice.

Pacing | All hours of the day | Moon Dorms (Wild Card Option)

Elena was having a hard time remaining still. She paced around her room and when that wasn't enough she'd pace within the moon dorm common area. If it was late at night she'd wander into the hallway and then through the available areas of HQ. Her hands were shoved into her pockets while a thoughtful expression masked her features.

She didn't know what to think but she knew what Logan would say and in a weak or two she'd have a problem. She would want to hunt but she couldn't do that down here. She'd gotten her physical and cleared with the request not to bite anyone but it felt far more complicated than that.

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"Good." She placed the bottle down and moved to give Remy room to join her. There was a small smile teasing her lips, her eyes dancing with the challenge set before her. Her arms drop to her sides and she shifts her weight feeling the ground beneath her feet.

"Promise not to go easy on me?"

Elena was a little excited to see what sort of fight Remy could put out. She didn't think that all those muscles were just for show and she wanted to see them in action.

He takes off his overcoat, draping across a nearby rock, leaving him in a lightly armored body suit, dark gray with dark magenta accents. Only a man like him could pull it off and still make it look manly, but he did it.

"Come on, now, chere. It ain't practice if it goes nice, non? De bad guys ain' gotta give ya de courtesy."

Once Remy was in position Elena would run at him. Her fists moved quickly and she didn't hold back as she punched with both fists and then ducked to swipe her leg along his feet.

She was faster than a regular human and her form was practiced though she didn't strike to kill and that dampened her otherwise fierce attack. Remy would be able to keep up with her speed though if any of her punches hit they would probably hurt.

Acrobatics played a part in Remy's own combat style, and he flipped out of the way, landing in a low crouch near to his coat. If she was faster than a baseline human, he needed to pay her back in kind, and that meant being at his full strength. As he dodged away a second time, he slid his hand into the hidden pocket in his coat, pulling a 6 inch rod of metal from the compartment and giving the rod a practiced twist. It telescoped to its full length, nearly 7 feet, and he whirled it around to bear, grinning like a fool.

"Maybe we even de odds, non?"

Elena looked from the rod to Remy with a smile. She was getting excited, "Bringing out the big guns? If I didn't know better I'd say you were compensating." She teased and quickly ran towards him.

She wasn't going to hold back.

Elena turned at at the last minute to evade any strike and aim to hit him with a chop while reaching for his staff with her free hand. Her figure was lethal and graceful as it moved, quick and strong. At least by human standards.

Gambit's own fighting style was designed like a dance, swift and low, and he feinted to the left before dropping to the ground to evade her attack, laughing as he moved.

"No, chere. Dis ain't a gun. Dis is jus' a stick." He whirled the staff around, seeing the power ripple through her muscles he could tell she could take a hit, aiming to rap it across her shoulders.

Elena quickly regained her footing and then held up her hand to grab his staff. The felt the force meet her palm and while it stung with the force of impact she didn't let it show.

"Are you always this handy with your sticks?" She teased as she worked to close the distance between them. The staff gave him more rang than she had and while she was quick she wouldn't be able to keep it up forever.

Remy had worked with those with superhuman strength before. Some of them, like Logan, were deft and agile, too, which made keeping up with them more difficult. Like Elena, too. Her movements, though far more refined than Logan's, were swift, powerful, nothing he wasn't used to. He grinned in response, meeting her eyes.

"Oui, mon chere. Every one of 'em."

"I'm pretty good with them too."

Elena plants her foot against the floor, grabs hold of Gambit's staff and turns, attempting to flip him so that his back was on the ground with her on top of him. Grappling was more her style and she was flexible enough and strong enough to slip people into chokeholds if they weren't careful.

As soon as Elena grabbed his staff, Remy released his grip, allowing the staff, rather than himself, to spin loose and hoping the extra strength she put into unbalancing him set her off-balance instead.

"Easy, there, chere. You want me on my back dat bad?"

Elena tumbled with the staff held to her chest. In one easy motion she’s back up on her feet tossing the staff into the forest behind her. She really doesn’t want him using it. A smile tugged at her lips as she slowly stepped towards him, her hips swaying while a predatory gaze shined within her baby blue eyes.

“I guess I’ll just have to try harder.” Her voice was light and she runs towards him again, striking high.

A gifted tumbler and naturally more agile than normal humans, Remy falls with still, rolling to the side and out of her path. He wasn't so good at hand to hand combat, preferring a project or his bo-staff to fisticuffs. Things just got a lot more interesting.

Still, he grinned as he returned to his feet. Interested was never boring, and Remy hated boring.

"Yo' gonna have ta try harder dan dat, chere."

A smirk tugged at her lips. "I'm just getting warming up."

Elena watched him and then moved to close the distance between them before he could completely regain his footing. She attacked again this time aiming for his chest with her fists and then kicking at his legs.

She intended to get him on his back eventually.

Without his weapon, Gambit was seriously undergunned when he didn't want to hurt someone, and he might have been fast, but she was faster. Her fists didn't connect, but her feet did, and he tumbled to the ground, not on purpose this time, but he was laughing.

She was welcome to pounce on top of him any time.

Elena did just that. She moved on top of him, her legs locking his using a move that's often seen in wrestling. She held his arms down relying on leverage as well as strength to hold him in place. There was a triumphant smile on her lips as she looked over at him, her long hair falling in a curtain as she moved.

"I finally get to see you on your back." She retorted in a smooth voice and with an unashamed smile.

Laughing, Remy allowed himself to be pinned, looking up into her eyes, his red irises glittering with their own, subtle, inner light.

"Chere, you can see me on my back anytime."

Elena chucked softly. "Sounds like an invitation. Looks like I won this round. Care to go again? Though you might end up in a similar position." She was a little bit cocky. Elena didn't like to show weakness.

Bright blue eyes laugh down at him and for a long second she didn't move. She enjoyed her victory and there might have been something alluring about straddling him.

Grinning up at her, he moves his hands to her hips. "Chere, we can go anytime you want." He meets her eyes, a sly smirk teasing his lips. "'Less you got something else in mind."

"I think we both have something else in mind."

Her tone was confident and yet teasing. She lightly kissed his hand as he brushed against her lips. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she examined their current position. She liked to tease and she could tell that he did as well. "So what now? Are you just going to lie there?"

That teasing smirk of Remy's never faded, but grew instead, as he looked up at her.

"I never just lay here, chere." He moved suddenly, reaching up to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her closer to him, pressing his lips to hers, if only briefly.

"You wanna go again?"

His lips were warm and while the kiss was fleeting it was perfect for what it was. A smirk tugged at her lips as she pressed her lethal frame firmly against him.

"Depends what you're talking about." Elena closed the distance between them and kissed him, her kiss was longer and harder than his.

Remy enjoyed the kiss, allowing himself to become lost in the passion of it before coming up for air, pulling away from her just far enough to look into her eyes.

"Does it really, chere?"

Elena smiled as she looked down at him, her chest heaving softly while her bright blue eyes danced enthusiastically. "No." Her tone was light and easy though there was a burning desire hidden beneath her words.

"I wouldn't want to put you in a compromising position though." She continued to tease, keeping him pinned to the ground.

He continued to grin up at her, mischief dancing behind that black and red eyes.

"Mon chere, I thrive on compromisin' situations."

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