Who: Mercury et Banshee What: Danger Room time! When: Dec 29th evening Where: DR Rating: TBD can't imagine very high.
Agreeing to meet a strange teacher in the danger room for a workout didn't really seem all that peculiar to her. There was no other way to get access and she wanted to test herself against what the school could throw at her. She'd been practicing making swords and maces from her arms in her room, but that wasn't really all that taxing or helpful.
She glanced at the clock, time to head down. Cess had slid on a pair of black yoga shorts and a tank top, tugged her hair into a ponytail and laced up her running shoes, all she had to do was toss a jogging jacket on over top just in case it was chilly in the basement. She paused in the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, just in case he had taken the workout thing literally and thought to put her on a treadmill for an hour. Whatever. Nano clipped to the waistband of her shorts, earbuds dangling around her neck, she was ready for anything that Sean could throw at her. Or so she thought.
Cessily was still itching for some sort of trouble, she was still in one of her self-destructive phases that tended to happen around the holidays. It was simple teenaged foolishness, but at least she never tried to get anyone else hurt alongside her. The Danger Room seemed like the perfect place to blow off some steam without really getting herself into too much trouble, or inconveniencing anyone else overmuch.