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Elena Micheals ([personal profile] defenderofmen) wrote in [community profile] cycleofages2016-08-07 10:35 pm

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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Sparring; 10th - Afternoon

[personal profile] playsforkeeps 2016-09-01 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
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."
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Sparring; 10th - Afternoon

[personal profile] playsforkeeps 2016-09-06 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
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?"
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Sparring; 10th - Afternoon

[personal profile] playsforkeeps 2016-09-07 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
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."
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Sparring; 10th - Afternoon

[personal profile] playsforkeeps 2016-09-10 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
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.
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Sparring; 10th - Afternoon

[personal profile] playsforkeeps 2016-09-13 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
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."
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Sparring; 10th - Afternoon

[personal profile] playsforkeeps 2016-09-18 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
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."
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Sparring; 10th - Afternoon

[personal profile] playsforkeeps 2016-09-20 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
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?"
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Sparring; 10th - Afternoon

[personal profile] playsforkeeps 2016-09-23 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
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?"
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Sparring; 10th - Afternoon

[personal profile] playsforkeeps 2016-09-27 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
He continued to grin up at her, mischief dancing behind that black and red eyes.

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