π»πΎπβ―ππβ― (finesses) wrote in commandhq, @ 2018-03-10 17:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | indigo de rosier, ~adam ford, ~p: bb |
Who: Indigo & Adam
Where: Hologym
When: Today.
What: Indigo pushes herself in the hologym on a trying day.
Warnings: Low; tbd
Status: In-Progress | Closed
Training was soothing, most of the time. Indigo felt relaxed and at ease when she was training or working out, she had a schedule, she enjoyed the burn of her muscles learning new skills. But sometimes... Sometimes it wasn't about the work out, or the training, sometimes it wasn't about mastering a skill or following the motions. Like right then. She had already been in the hologym for an hour, her legs were burning from the use, her arms straining from vaults and pulling herself up, her hair was matted at the back of her neck, strands escaping her pony tail to dampen around her forehead. This one wasn't a training session, and if Indigo were in a better frame of mind, she'd accept that it was an unnecessary punishment. She'd already been diagnosed and started the process of working through her survivors guilt, but it flared up regularly, especially on the anniversaries -the anniversary of the mission, of their unrecognised union, their first date (if it could be that). They always hit her hard, and Indigo hadn't worked out how to cope just yet, so she threw herself into the hologym, punishing her body with extreme work outs and beyond what she should put herself through. The simulation whirled around her as simulated gears appeared, platforms to spring from, there were strategically placed bars for her to grapple to, fire and some pellets guns to avoid. She made it over the platforms, onto the cliff edge to the base when the adversary appeared, a part of the program that caught Indigo by surprise, knocking her from her feet into a tumble on rock hill before she landed on her back, wind knocked out of her. "Pause program." An hour and twenty into it, she needed to pause, to stop, before she passed out or worse. |