Get Up. Who: Ty & Open What: Cool down at the Gym Where: (Up for the actual Gym or a Gym simulation in the training room, I don't really care, whatever's easiest) When: Jan 25th, 2010 Rating: G? Status: Incomplete
'The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth'
Slowly the set of weights was lowered, moving back to the resting position on the weight machine. Laying there for a moment eyes stared at the ceiling, considering all that had gone on and all that had gone by. Eyes slipped closed for a moment, a hand raising to rub at them. 'Get Up.' her own mind told her, there were other things to do today instead of lazing around. The hand removed from her face and she stared at the hand for a moment, before bending and flexing her left arm... The one that had been crushed... Eyes squeezed closed again, she didn't want to think about it. There was only one other... two other times she could so clearly recall wondering if she'd live and in both instances.. she had. Touya insisted what they went through wasn't death but... It was so close, so so close. Maybe it wasn't for him, but it wasn't necessarily the death that shook her so badly, it was other things. Opening her eyes again fingers rolled into her hand, curling into a fist as she tested the muscles, remembering the shooting pains and ghost like spikes that still reeked havoc on her at times. Shifting she sat up quickly and adjusted the ear buds to fit properly again, more exercise, more routine and she could put this all behind her. She could damn it. Wiping down the weight machine quickly she grabbed her water bottle and sucked in a deep breath, letting eyes roam around the gym for a moment. Not seeing anything of real interest, her gaze dropped with a slight shake of her head. Maybe later she'd spend some time in the pool. That could be nice. It'd been a while since she'd swam laps... How long was it again? Thinking for a moment she then frowned realizing one of the last times she'd been in there.
'That's not the way I want my story to end'
Fingers ran through sweat soaked hair and a a deep exhale of breath was released while moving away from the weight machine and towards some empty mats. She'd need a shower after this. Putting down the water bottle off to one side and slipping off her sneakers she moved over to a small unoccupied area, thoughts running through her head more then she cared. Muscles flexed and tensed as she slowly began to move through the set of cool down stretches. Eyes slipped closed as she bent over, placing the palms of her hands on the mat covering the floor. "Tenere, uno, due, tre." The words were mumbled under her breath as she held the pose for a moment before slowly standing back up to full height again. Twisting at the waist she turned as far one direction as her body would allow, holding the pose for the count of three again before repeating the action on the other side. While some deeper piece of her knew they were all getting closer, a much larger part denied that, in fact wanted to oppose that newly forming closeness.
The trust.
'Closed your eyes and trusted, just trusted?'
It was trust born of necessity at this point really, they hadn't really earned it. Though that wasn't entirely true either. Everyone had earned everything they got at this point, they had all shown virtues, compassion, bravery and strength above anything Ty would ever expect of anyone else in their line of... work?...
'If that don't kill you then the side effects will'
No that wasn't quite right. In their lives she supposed. Though wasn't a trust based on life or death circumstances of a stronger value then someone keeping your secrets? All this shit really did hurt the mutants head and as she continued the stretches with eyes closed she frowned again. Why were they all here? Why was she here? Why had they been the ones who had gotten stuck with... all of this?
'And If I let myself go I'm the only one to blame'
The stretches became less forced, less routine and more smooth as she continued, her toiling mind slowly easing with the well practiced movement of her body. Maybe she'd never really know about any of this. It certainly didn't seem like in all her years at this point that there really were any good answers. Just a lot of theories and hypothesis, though, there came a point were there wasn't much else you could accept any more.
Just another day in the life. Just another hole in the road. SSDD as her friends would say... Yup... Same Shit, Different Day.