11096/Working A Few Things Out

Working A Few Things Out
Date of Scene:	19 February 2020
Location:	Gym - X-Men Base
Synopsis:	Sam and Shannon get a little bit of training in down in the gym, and talk a few things out. Oh, my. Could things be looking up?
Cast of Characters:	Nightingale, Cannonball

---

Nightingale has posed:
     It was a little later at night than most students were up. But most students hadn't answered a call for assistance from the Thunderer himself, only to have no word of what happened after. Word had trickled throughout the student body of the safe return of Captain Rogers and Tony Stark--so what had happened in the meantime, with the call for help being bumped up the chain of command? The only thing Shannon figured would let her get any sleep was to go to the gym and work it off. So she slips into her robin's-egg blue leggings, her Tweety Bird t-shirt, and white sneakers, tie her hair back in a ponytail, and make her way down to the gym.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie comes walking through the halls checking things. He hears someone in the gym, and will step inside see who is there and whats up. He will stand back watching.

Nightingale has posed:
     For the moment, Shannon is just stretching out a bit, going through some of the stretches Alexis had taught her that one time she put on her ballet teacher hat. It felt good to just move, to do something simple and basic, something to take her mind off of things. At just the right moment she looks up, smiling to see her adoptive big brother there. One wing is extended in lieu of a wave. "Hey you! You're up late... can't sleep either?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "Bit of a night owl at times after working the late shift at the club for a while. What you up to kiddo?

Nightingale has posed:
     Smiling a bit, the winged teen eases herself out of the stretch and straightens up. "Overactive mind tonight, can't seem to shut it down. Figured I'd try and wear myself out." She glances around and debates what machine to try first, even looking up towards all the various catwalks; could she possibly improvise an aerial agility course that way, without having to resort to the danger room?

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will lean against the wall, and if there is anything I can do to help let me. Hold the heavy bag or time you or something.

Nightingale has posed:
     Shannon purses her lips, thinking for a moment. The punching bag might do the trick. "Maybe sometime in the next few days, I could slip into the DR for a proper agility course, maybe clock and see if my speed's improved any? It feels like it just a little, but I'm not sure. I'd guess around 70 offhand, but still..." She heads on over to the punching bag, taking up a respectable fighting stance with her hands up to guard her face and midsection.

     "Heard the Captain and Mr. Stark were back." She pauses, thinking for a moment. "Were we ever able to help with that?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "I don't know the details, think you know about as much as I do." He admits, and walks over to hold the bag for her."

Nightingale has posed:
     Nodding once, she lets out a series of five short, sharp jabs at the punching bag--not at great speed, but taking her time with each one to make sure she didn't hyper-extend her arm. Perhaps someone had been paying attention to Logan all that time. "I know the important thing is they're back safe and all. It's just... frustrating. Thor comes to us asking for help, and it feels like we let him and our allies down, if we didn't step up. I couldn't even get a meeting in with Jean."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "Well, I am sure there was info and we got him some help."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks to her, and says "Remember you healer and you know more often when things are going on but things happen around here even I don't know abouty at times.

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon nods, pausing a moment to run her fingers through her hair. "Hopefully at least Illy was able to help pinpoint their location. Knock on wood, huh?" Smiling somewhat, she shifts her stance and the position of her hands, to jab at the punching bag with her left hand instead. It's clear she's no southpaw, but at least puts in the effort.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will look to her and call out left left, right, right kick left kick double kick."

Nightingale has posed:
     Each move called by Sam is executed with varying degrees of skill. The punching bag isn't knocked down, and the winged teen settles back a bit, easing out of her fighting stance. "I should see about dropping Alex a message soon... ahhh crap." She covers her mouth, ducking her head. Great. She grins a bit sheepishly and shrugs, ruffling her wings.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises a bit and wonders who this Alex is, he will have to ask her but lets her keep her secret for now. "I will be quizing you about that later."

Nightingale has posed:
Shannon scratches the back of her head, and grins a bit. "Ummm, well we were supposed to go for pizza and ice cream... did meet up once for coffee and beignets down in Salem Center...." Wait. What was she talking about...?

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods and will be asking later about this. Her and a guy hmmm.