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Tweak says, "Quaaaack! I'm a duuuuck."

silverx (silverx) wrote in x_flashback_x,
@ 2008-08-31 00:19:00

Entry tags:

dazzler, mars, silver

Who: Silver and Mars
When: September 7th
Where: Xavier's; Gym
What: Learning to be a useful part of the team
Status: Complete
Rating: PG-13

Diana felt nervous as she headed for the gym. She had finally decided to join the x-men. How they had decided where to place her was a mystery to her, given that she tried to avoid over half of her new team most of the time. While she felt pretty good about her powers, she knew she had one main fault. She could run, but she didn't really know how to fight. So Emma in her infinite wisdom, the witch, had determined that Diana was going to learn that from her teammates. Mars was first in the rotation... lucky her. She entered the room, dressed in some comfortable sweat pants, a sports bra and tank top. Her hair was braided and tied back in a pony tail. She nervously gnawed on her thumb as she looked around for Mars.

Mars stepped into the gym, and caught sight of his new teammate. Damn it, Emma. Why couldn't ye have Wolverine do this shit? Well, at least the girl had finally chosen to be an X-Man. A choice that had slightly surprised him as she seemed to be attached at the hip to Boom Boom most of the time. He had chosen not to change into work out wear, as he despised it. He gave her the once over as he approached her. He should have made her change into her uniform for a little extra challenge. Moving quickly in full leather gear wasn’t an easy task if one wasn’t used to it. When Ronan reached the girl he gestured for her to step onto the large mat that covered most of the area. “First off, do ye know anythin' about fightin'?" Street, karate classes, whatever.

Diana stopped worrying her fingers when Mars showed up. She wiped them against her pant leg and tried to calm down the heavy pounding of her heart. Oh damn, he so didn't look happy to be stuck her training her. Well, then again when DID the man ever look happy? Maybe when he was hanging with his wife? She shook her head. "Not really. I took a self defense class at the Y once. Mostly I just ran from trouble." She didn't consider the untrained and frantic hit anything with anything at hand method she used when she couldn't run counted as fighting. Nor did she consider the school yard fights where she essentially tackled people and went for the throat 'fighting' either

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silverx
2008-09-17 10:29 pm UTC (link)

Dazzler got the thud she was expecting. Diana hadn't been able to move quick enough. So she fell on her arse and rolled away so she was out of reach. She felt herself getting angry. Just a bit. Looked like ti was beat on Diana without showing her what to do time. With Mars she had wanted to flee, knowing his skill was so far above hers. Not knowing Dazzler very well, she was more tempted to fight back, since she felt like there might be some chance to succeed.

Then she HEARD what Mars said. She didn't think she was supposed to have heard it, but she did. That flared her temper and Diana got up and stalked towards Dazzler. When she got close she swung her staff as hard as she could. She used it like a bat and tried to knock Dazzler's own weapon away, and trying to get in close for some rough and tumble fighting.

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offendthesenses
2008-09-17 11:37 pm UTC (link)

"Is this fair, chief?" Alison asked the amused-looking Irishman. The girl had barely been trained to teleport, let alone defend herself. But if Dazzler remembered correctly, she'd heard 'Silver' wandering about talking shit on how 'street' she was. Dazz would show her street. When the whelp could knock a fifty off a roadie without touching the bum, then she'd be street. Or a high-class ho, Alison wasn't quite sure. She didn't have much time to debate before the pissed off mutant was coming at her like Albert Pujols. "Shit!" She was standing next to Mars, and the swing Diana was taking would most likely cause them both to duck. She crouched again, and held her weapon vertically, hearing a clang of Diana's staff against the top of her own. The vibrations were so hard they stung Al's hands.

She wanted to swear. And be on her treadmill. Fuck this.

"C'mon, then!" she dropped her staff, displaying a large, figurative set of cojones. If the kid kept swinging, Alison could wind up under Joe's watch. But it might earn Diana a rubber bullet in the back of the knee, and that thought made it all worth it. She raised her hands and took a sturdy stance, ready to kick at the other girl's head.

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upgradeyou
2008-09-20 02:33 am UTC (link)

No. It wasn't fair. Mars ducked when Silver swung the staff at Alison. The blonde girl was letting her emotions get the better of her already and this was only her first lesson. He wasn't having it. He moved forward and yanked the bar out of Silver's hands, stopping her in mid-swing. He leaned forward so his face was inches from hers. "That's enough." his voice was low, but no less stern. He stepped back, staff still in hand and stood next to Dazzler once more. If Diana didn't learn to control that temper of hers, well, he wasn't going to train her. Teammate or not. Alison hadn't done anything to be responsible for provoking her temper. "Ye," he pointed to Silver, "need ta learn how ta control that temperament o' yers. I think ye need ta talk ta someone. Storm, the Quiet... Edana, Emma... I don' give a shit." He'd drag her to one of them himself if he had to. He wouldn't work with her if she was going to keep that shit up. "Ye need ta learn some respect." He didn't mean him, necessarily, just anyone.

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silverx
2008-09-21 05:31 pm UTC (link)

Dazzler had overheard Diana talking about her time being on the street when she had been complaining to Troy once. However when she had said that she could take care of herself and had for over a year, she had meant she knew how to survive. As someone who hadn't been in a gang, that had meant being able to find food, a safe place to stay and knowing how to stay out of trouble. It didn't include fighting and she didn't mean it at all that way.

This whole situation was pissing her off a lot. When Mars took her staff she rocked back on her heels and clenched her hands in fists. Her jaw was tight and her tongue pressed against her teeth. Her whole body was tense and taunt. She closed her eyes for a moment to take a breath and try to calm herself. It didn't help much. She just keep thinking about what had happened.

From her point of view she had been given absolutely no instruction and left to fend for herself. There was no explanation about what to do, what they were trying to do, what they were going to do. Just two people having fun of the new kid and kicking her around like a rag doll. The one time she might actually get the upper hand she's stopped and scolded. This wasn't training... this was taunting.

Her back was really riled at the mention of needing to talk to someone. Like some fucking shrink could help. They never could in the past. Just say, yes it was the other people's fault but SHE was the one who had to change. SHE was always the one to be punished. It hurt. Things just never seemed to go right for her. No one wanted to accept her as she was. (Other than Troy and Tabs but she was a bit into her own rant to remember that.) And whenever she was frustrated or hurt she converted it to anger. Anger was powerful, crying was letting THEM win and damn if she was going to let the undefined THEM win. She was only momentarily distracted by wondering who the Quiet was supposed to be.

Her eyes opened and she just felt so bloody angry. That FUCKING BASTARD. RESPECT? He was lecturing HER about respect? She respected people who damn well fucking deserved it. Her normal fear of Mars disappeared and she stepped in to yell. "Maybe I'd show some fucking respect if this whole thing wasn't laugh at Diana day for you fucking jokers. Maybe I wouldn't be so god damn fucking angry if you would bother to do more than just throw things at me and laugh when I don't know how to swim." She added sarcastically. "So sorry that I don't like people treating me like shit." Then she finally added. "AND I AM CONTROLLING MY DAMN FUCKING TEMPER!"

To her she was. When she had been younger she would have attacked already. Since she had been aiming for Allison's staff, not Allison. She put up with hearing everyone say shit behind her back all the bloody time. But she was tense as a bow string. Her entire body language said she wanted nothing more than to rip someone apart. Oh yes, she WANTED to hurt physically as she had been hurt emotionally.

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offendthesenses
2008-09-21 08:43 pm UTC (link)

By the time Silver got to 'fucking jokers', Alison was ready to turn and walk away. She wasn't going to be there for Mars' reaction. Then again...

Throw things at her and laugh when she sank? Is that what she thought they were doing? Mars had been trying to test the waters (she supposed). You can't train anyone if you don't know what's in their heads. And apparently, he wasn't going to train her unless she saned up a little bit. Hah! That was rich. The man was off his fucking rocker. But at least he hadn't ever come at her head with a weight bar like a ball bat. Was she done yelling 'fucking' and 'damn' yet? "Not really..." Alison said at last under her breath, both feeling the need to 'defend herself' against the manic tripe and to get a word in before Ronan exploded, which she anticipated by removing herself from his side and taking a step backward. She bent slowly and removed the staff from amongst their feet, then held it in her hands horizontally, wanting to ensure that no one tripped and that she was just as armed as Mars.

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upgradeyou
2008-09-22 11:04 pm UTC (link)

Oh, really now? It sure looked as though Diana was not controlling her temper. He watched, stony-faced, as the blonde girl threw her tantrum. He hadn't once raised his voice to her and she was screaming at the top of her lungs at him. Like a child. He didn't have time for this shit. Mars glanced over at Dazzler. He felt somewhat guilty about getting her tangled up in this wreck, not that Diana was venting her frustrations on the pinkish haired lass. He'd almost wished she had, however. Dazzler wouldn't have gone easy on her. Without a second thought, Mars reached forward and grabbed Diana's wrist in a vice-like grip and pulled her towards him, then bent down to wrap an arm around the backs of her knees and he lifted her and threw her carelessly over his shoulder, then held her legs to keep her there. He turned to Dazzler, "Don' go anywhere. I've got to take care of this." he gestured to Diana before he headed for the exit (towards the locker room).

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silverx
2008-09-24 08:07 pm UTC (link)

She growled when he grabbed ahold of her. Unlike the last time when she had been trying to think of a way to get out, this time she just struck at him. Diana wasn't 'in' right now. She tried to claw at him but biting one's nails kind of made that pointless. This was what she considered loosing her temper and she just wanted to hurt him. Mars threw a squirming pile of arms and legs over his shoulder. Her elbow flew into the back of his head.

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offendthesenses
2008-09-24 08:39 pm UTC (link)

"Ronan?" Alison finally spoke. He was halfway toward the locker rooms with the teenager over his shoulder. Diana looked both terrified and enraged. Hah. A girl after her own heart. The kid had spunk, at least. She awaited Mars' response (both to using his first name and to interrupting at all) while witnessing Silver's shot to the back of his head. Yeah. "You're both wrong!" if it was any consolation. Probably not. They were sparring out some epic battle that she was now no part of.

Her feet were firmly planted, however. She knew when it was a good time to piss of a 'superior' and when it wasn't. Sigh. Well, he looked pissed beyond reason. And not the good kind. She didn't speak again. But she had a good scream ready in her throat if either of them needed a good knocking down.

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upgradeyou
2008-09-25 10:05 pm UTC (link)

It was difficult to not throw Silver to the floor when her elbow smacked into the back of his head. Instead, Ronan brought his right hand up to deliver a solid whack to her squirming backside. Probably wouldn't help at all (in fact, it more than likely made it worse), but it made him feel a whole lot better. When Alison spoke his name, he ignored Diana's struggles and turned around to face the rockstar. She never used his first name. For her to do so meant she feared for Silver. If only her assumptions were correct... "I'm not gonna hurt her." he explained patiently. As much as I would love to. "I'm just gonna cool her down a bit." Tight smirk. "Ye're welcome ta come along if ye'd like." Either way, he wasn't putting Diana down until he did what he intended. With one last look at Dazzler, Mars turned back around and continued his way to the locker rooms. Alison could stop him if she liked. He was going to speak with Emma after this, anyway. It would only make his (unscheduled) appointment sooner.

When he entered the locker male locker room (there were no other males present) he headed towards the showers. Stopping at the first stall, he easily reached over and turned on the spray (to cold). After a moment or two, he dumped Diana unceremoniously into it, so the water rained down on her. "Now, calm the fuck down." Hopefully that would bring the little harpy to her senses. If not, he supposed he'd deal with her in different fashion.

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silverx
2008-09-26 09:23 pm UTC (link)

Silver squirmed and clawed as she was carried and when Mars tried to divest himself of her. Despite the frantic squirming and hitting, she was plopped down in the shower. The cold water shocked her back to her senses. It took a few moments and she was thoroughly soaked by the time her brain fully switched over from attack to think.

She still sat there for a while longer, hugging herself and shivering from both the cold of the shower and the adrenaline crash. She curled up against the wall so that the spray fell in front of her. Hugging her knees she kept her head down and was taking deep breaths. Diana felt ... like crap. She had lost control, acted like a child, went completely nut crazy... and all in front of her future teammates. Cloaked in the water, she felt like crying but was trying not to. She had to get out of here before she started bawling like a baby. Already she was starting to breath in short bursts as she felt more and more upset about how she had acted. She was NOT going to cry in front of them.

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