17899/Something about Practice and Perfection

Something about Practice and Perfection
Date of Scene:	11 May 2024
Location:	Danger Room
Synopsis:	Ororo gets some training time in and reconnect with Betsy. But it's NOT! DUN DUN DUNNNN	!
Cast of Characters:	Ororo Munroe, Kwannon

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Ororo Munroe has posed:
    Despite rumors to the contrary, and the temptation for her to believe it herself, Ororo Munroe does not in fact not sleep. She just sleeps very little because between teaching, secret paramilitary operations to protect mutants and humans, and keeping up a minimal social life, there just aren't enough hours in the day. But that actually just means that Ororo's schedule is a constantly shifting sea. Which is why she crashed for sleep at four in the morning on a day with no classes, and woke up at six o'clock at night to immediately get dressed for training in the Danger Room.

    And if anyone asks, the reason she leaves the session open for anyone to enter is because 'combat is never predictable' and not at all because hey, if someone /does/ drop in, it's almost like she's training /and/ socializing at the same time.

    And for once, her training does not involve ridiculous purple robots, or ravenous carnivorous alien bugs. Oh no, Ororo's gone back to the old standby of 'Angry bigots with baseball bats and other improvised weaponry'. Because dealing with a giant robot or mindless bugs is actually easy. Dealing with angry bigots you can't just strike down with lightning? Far more tricky. Which is why Ororo is lurking in a simluated dark alley in a fierce rainstorm, and counting the passing angry humans. Doing her best ninja impression as it were.

    If only there were a better ninja to give her some tips!

Kwannon has posed:
The ninja is is already here; she was doing something else when the scenario changed, it's not Ororo's fault. She was in stealth mode, so she didn't see her in the program when she changed it! But now she's above lurking.

     She peers at the beautiful woman below her and cocks her head she wonders how can se talked to her as she's crouched her hands between her bent knees. Then she figures it out. After all, she's still not sure if she's Betty or Kwannon, and she knows Storm as Betty.

     She reaches out with her mind .oO Why are you lurking in a place where paranoid people always look when you can fly? Oo.

Ororo Munroe has posed:
Ororo's going to do her best to act like she is /not/ nearly leaping out of her own skin when she picks up Kwannon's lifesigns. Ororo doesn't mention often that she can see the life energy of the world... she's happy to let people think all the talk about seeing beauty and watching the wind is /metaphor/ and /poetry/.

but no, even when you can see someone's heartbeat? Apparently a good enough ninja can just... slip your notice for awhile. And then when those people reach out and touch your mind? And... it's different? Well, she's willing to accept that she's at least partly at fault for the shocked gasp that does, in fact, send eyes of the passing simulated goons turning towards the most obvious hiding spot. A hiding spot where, as much as she might try to hide? Well, that full mane of white hair practically glows.

<<In my defense... I've been watching a lot of spy movies, Ms. Brad-... smartypants.>>

Still, where one angry fellow with a bat is looking, and calling out, more are sure to show up momentarily. So... well, hell, Ororo accepts she's already blown her cover. "Okay, winner for most knocked out jerks uhhh... gets... free dinner?"

Kwannon has posed:
Three rocks fly outwards slamming into the men's temples and causing them to crumple, it seems betsy been working on her skill! what's more those rocks bounced off a wall to make it harder to detect where she shot it from! .oO Deal Oo.

     That's when she melts out of the shadows next to Storm, wearing her normal Psylocke outfit on the curvy asian form.. but something darker, almost more deadly about her than before. Even now, something distorts Ororo's senses about her. She speaks, and that familiar blend of British and Asian accents comes out the way she used to talk: " Are we using powers or just skill?" She asks as more men come running towards them.

Ororo Munroe has posed:
Ororo's prepared to square off, to throw her first punch... when rocks come sailing out to strike with expert but... she's sure... well, /kind of sure/, non-lethal force. The computer will tell them for sure at the end of the program if a non-holographic person would be fine. But while Ororo's never met Kwannon in any meaningful sense, she's got a feeling that any complicated feelings about whether she's Kwannon or Betsy aside, the woman knows how to /not/ kill as well as she can kill.

Blue eyes track sideways, for her part, Ororo's gone for more... dressed down street wear. A black tanktop and a studded belt with black leather pants that make it look like she could have been on her way to a pretty badass concert. Her full lips split in a grin. One white eyebrow lifts and she hums. "I don't see why we really /need/ to play fair... well, not /entirely/ fair." And the African goddess turns back, one hand sweeping, and the wind itself twisting at her command, shifting a dumpster, the heavy metal box rolling out at just the right angle for an approaching enemy to be slammed into with a painful but also non-lethal strike. "Though I mean... those rocks? Totally a show of skill."

Kwannon has posed:
Kwannon Psylocke grins as she runs out cause she's an adrenalin junkie still and launches herself into a spin kick! I thought the first sign she might not be the same girl is that purple blade made of pure psi power that comes out of her fist as she stabs it into another holo's head to make him drop to the ground!

     She looks exactly like Besty and her moments are almost the same but seem more lethal bent to them; while she's going nonlethal right now she seems far more deadly than her twin,giving Ororo a hint this isn't the girl that's been with the xmen for the past 3 years
     That and she launches 3 ninja stars into two men's legs and another arm! .. non lethal but still OWCH.

Ororo Munroe has posed:
Ororo's got /no/ clue that Kwannon /is/ Kwannon and not Betsy. Because apparently 'adrenalin junkie' is a shared trait. Or... is it? Oh god, no wonder Kwannon's so confused. Ororo's not even AWARE of this and suddenly has a bit of a headache at the twistiness of it. The more lethal, smooth motions don't even REALLY twig her suspicions. She just figures Betsy's in a mood. But that's okay! That's what post-training decompression is for dealing with. ...And then there's ninja stars!!

And okay, sure, Ororo's using wind to make those guys getting ninja starred get bowled over and... probably them landing makes those throwing stars dig in deeper. But hey! It's not lethal. "You seem... energetic, this evening!"

Sure, that's a normal way to try and bring up a friend's... eagerness in the combat simulator without saying it outright.

Kwannon has posed:
Kwannon Lands as she ducks another of the attackers with a golf club.. and slams her palm into the man's knee with a very loud CRUNCH, and screams as he goes down, " What do you mean?" she cocks her head.

     She's confused, unlike Besty, who had Xavier and all the X-Men to help her deal with all the trauma and stuff .. she was with the hand murdering and killing and learning to suppress her feelings. She looks over to the men " I didn't kill them " . She says with a flat voice.. the first red flag. But she also changed the subject to

    . "What about you? Picking mutant haters is a good way to vent " . ahh, those damn telepaths course, she's an ever better empath, but that comes later.

Ororo Munroe has posed:
Ororo leaps into the fray herself, if only because... well, hey, sometimes watching your best ninja friend do ninja things inspires you to get a little hands on! She glances over as she ducks under one guy swinging what looks like a baseball bat, except it's glowing like a laser... she'll submit a bug report later!

First, she's punching the goon in the stomach, and then giving him a quick one-two across the jaw before she can spare a moment to glance back with a wry grin.

"I mean, you're... energetic! Enthusiastic! The last time we did this you were a little more... reserved. It's good." She laughs softly, and while there /was/ a brief moment of concern at that flat tone... well, that little needling of her choice of training program wiped it away.

Ororo delivers an uppercut on the next guy running in that /cracks/ not unlike a thunder clap... that guy wouldn't be eating solid food if he were real! "Oh, no, I just... punching people seemed like a better idea than fighting robots or whatever. A little more... primal?"

Kwannon has posed:
Kwannon She drops a smoke bomb .. only to Leap and drive her knee into the neck of one guy and use him to flip off and axe-kick the guy behind him!. She pulls her hands up she, drops down and seems to melt back into the smoke s the third comes up to try and help his baby, only to blink as the girl is gone..

     She appears behind the man again and another psi blade to the side of his head " True.. punching idiots always feels better.. maybe that's why I like punching my brother " She grins.

     Now her gap in knowledge shows itself " So who pissed you off your boyfriend again? who is it now ?"

Ororo Munroe has posed:
Ororo lifts one eyebrow icily as she laughs out softly and cocks her hips, arms crossing under her chest, only lashing out whenever some hapless thug runs in to try and hit her. "Oh, hey now. I am /decidedly/ single right now... I've barely got time for classes, training, and dealing with major storm systems and droughts... a girlfriend or boyfriend?" Her head shakes side to side.

"I don't think anyone would enjoy being like... fifth in line of my priorities. That's not really a relationship." Eyebrows perk as she watches Kwannon deploy that psi-blade, "So what's it like when you do that to something in here? I mean, if you poke /me/ you get more of my thoughts right? But like... does the Danger Room program 'fake telepathy' into these poor losers?" She sighs out and then narrows her eyes slightly. Perhaps just a /touch/ suspicious, "And what about you? Who are /you/ dating?" ...This would be a brilliant scheme on Ororo's part. If... she actually knew who Betsy was dating. But they didn't discuss that the last time they'd mingled!

Kwannon has posed:
Kwannon Thinks. " Nothing I feel the impact on my fist, that's it " She says, but the danger room knows their toast when i do it " she shrugs. Most of the thugs have run out now, and it seems like everybody else has run off!

     To the other comment " i stick to one night stands.. good for stress and no drama," She says that with such a serious face too "You should try it when your as good looking as we are.. It's way easier than you think; come to my bar lots to pick from males or females. some that are both, but not everybody likes Morlocks" . She has met her twin, so she has at least some recent information.

Ororo Munroe has posed:
Ororo laughs out and rolls her eyes, "Well, I suppose that's... you know, I've never really considered that... it feels /the same/ as normal when I summon a storm in here, but... hm." She clicks her tongue in a thoughtful tone.

One eyebrow lifts as 'Betsy' declares her choice of one night stands. Which... is totally expected, actually. But that controlled, dull tone? That's odd. But... nope, then she's suggesting Ororo go pick up /someone/ at her club. That's... pretty damn 'Betsy' to her. But with the training done, Ororo grins wide. "Well, maybe I will. I mean, it's a Friday... think I might need to hit the shower and pick out another outfit first though, so if you're planning to escort me, you'll need to wait a bit."

Kwannon has posed:
Kwannon Grins and motions " Let hit the showers, I know you take your time.. you always look the part though, " She says softly, but she looks down " i can't hit the club like this it would look bad," he says

     She follows towards the showers after having a good work out destroying those mutant haters and building up a nice need for some late night munchies.