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exsiliumlogs2012-12-21 03:06 pm
redheadcarrier) wrote in exsiliumlogs2012-12-21 03:06 pm
Entry tags:
Everyone's a superhero
Date & Time: December 21; Friday afternoon
Location: Training Facilities
Character(s): Asuka; Open
Summary: Training, for lack of anything better to do.
Warnings: None come to mind. Maybe some angst.
She'd been to mandatory training yesterday and she hadn't found it anything special. Well, except for the fact that they actually wanted her to swing the stupid spear around. It wasn't hard, but it felt completely different from when she'd been in her Eva. That was to be expected, of course, but at least she'd worked up a sweat and it had been something to do besides scroll through the network posts or wander around the run-down buildings on this end of town. So she'd come back on her own to try and work at it. If nothing else, when Asuka put her mind to something, she could be incredibly stubborn. So, alone in one of the training halls, she'd set to going through different spear forms.
It was strange. She could remember her Eva using a similar weapon. She'd trained in its use in simulations; she'd used a halberd or an ax against at least one Angel. Her body remembered the movements and how to hold the weapon and how to shift her feet, even if intellectually she knew that she'd simply been pulling at the control panel in her entry plug; relics of syncing with a giant war machine. The Initiative had given her some basic pointers yesterday, as well and even if she'd brushed them off at first, she still kept them in mind.
Lunge - withdraw - parry with the haft. Lunge - follow through with the end of the haft. Lunge - retreat - advance. Over and over again until her legs and arms ached with effort and the movements were slowly etched into her mind and into her body.
If she was going to fight, she was going to be the best. She wasn't going to accept anything less.
Besides, it gave her something to cling to - something that wasn't home or her Eva or anything else that reminded her too much of the last few weeks of her life. It helped keep her focused and away from that part of herself that threatened to drag her back down into another spiral of self-loathing and catatonia. At least for now.
She paused to give herself a breather, half bent, one hand on her knee, the other supporting her spear.
"Remind me why I'm doing this again?" she spoke aloud. After all, there was no one else here to hear her. Right?
Location: Training Facilities
Character(s): Asuka; Open
Summary: Training, for lack of anything better to do.
Warnings: None come to mind. Maybe some angst.
She'd been to mandatory training yesterday and she hadn't found it anything special. Well, except for the fact that they actually wanted her to swing the stupid spear around. It wasn't hard, but it felt completely different from when she'd been in her Eva. That was to be expected, of course, but at least she'd worked up a sweat and it had been something to do besides scroll through the network posts or wander around the run-down buildings on this end of town. So she'd come back on her own to try and work at it. If nothing else, when Asuka put her mind to something, she could be incredibly stubborn. So, alone in one of the training halls, she'd set to going through different spear forms.
It was strange. She could remember her Eva using a similar weapon. She'd trained in its use in simulations; she'd used a halberd or an ax against at least one Angel. Her body remembered the movements and how to hold the weapon and how to shift her feet, even if intellectually she knew that she'd simply been pulling at the control panel in her entry plug; relics of syncing with a giant war machine. The Initiative had given her some basic pointers yesterday, as well and even if she'd brushed them off at first, she still kept them in mind.
Lunge - withdraw - parry with the haft. Lunge - follow through with the end of the haft. Lunge - retreat - advance. Over and over again until her legs and arms ached with effort and the movements were slowly etched into her mind and into her body.
If she was going to fight, she was going to be the best. She wasn't going to accept anything less.
Besides, it gave her something to cling to - something that wasn't home or her Eva or anything else that reminded her too much of the last few weeks of her life. It helped keep her focused and away from that part of herself that threatened to drag her back down into another spiral of self-loathing and catatonia. At least for now.
She paused to give herself a breather, half bent, one hand on her knee, the other supporting her spear.
"Remind me why I'm doing this again?" she spoke aloud. After all, there was no one else here to hear her. Right?
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Of course, there was. And she knew there was, but that didn't mean she liked admitting it.
"Why don't you mind your own business?"
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Only a partial lie, there, in that Pid had reasons for doing so usually, but...
"Also, because if your anger's all you've got... Well, that almost never ends well, you know?"
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"You're both right and wrong, multiple times over. We're not home, but we still have a role to fulfill. I don't know anything about you but what I've seen, but just that says a lot more than any human... Hell, any humanoid would realize. And you don't need my help in specific, but sealing yourself off from getting any help like I've seen you doing so far? Well, that could end in who even knows what sort of nastiness?"
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She emphasized her point by actually trying to jab Pidonus in the chest with a finger.
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"What you do says so, so much. And it'll say the wrong thing to the wrong person, at this rate. Who knows how that'll end up?"
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She winds up for a slap. To Hell with this.
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"What are you doing-? What was that for?"
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Pidonus reached down, offering Asuka a hand to help her up, as her other hand tapped Asuka's leg - the pain of the trip suddenly fading.
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Her reply is terse and shrill.
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"Just leave me alone!"
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Asuka's full-on yelling now, her hands clenched into fists. She turns to go retrieve her spear, intent on leaving.
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And then, Pidonus was suddenly gone.