Getting to know you

[pushesgently]

Who: Any/all strike team members
What: Training/mingling/SNACKS
When: Day 473-474
Where: The Citadel

[From the outside, the small medieval-style fortress appears unoccupied, but on the inside, the first meeting of Asgard's strike team. For the next two days, members are invited to get to know one another, share what they can do, train, or...you know, team build.

For those who wish experiment with working together, equipment has been set up to form an obstacle course of sorts that takes up half the gym area. (Those who have trained with the Assassins on their capture-the-flag courses may feel the similarities.) Plenty of seating is available for those who just want to mingle or talk strategy.

There are also snacks. Eat them.]

Comments

[hisstrength]

[Tris looks down a moment, then nods.]

What are we going to do exactly, anyway?

[hisstrength]

But what gave the impression to begin with? I mean, he looks pretty creepy, but that can't be it.

[hisstrength]

"Someone told me that men were supposed to protect women. I have no idea why. Last time I checked, anyone with hands could hold a gun."

Messed up as her city may be, that is one thing prejudice simply didn't come into. Her complete lack of understanding for the sentiment is obvious on her face.

"It was another girl who said it that one time, too! I don't think she was that much older than me."

[daddyissues]

"Me too," Connor confirms, but then he pushes his hair out of his face and glances away. "It's not just about being fooled, though. It's not always the person's fault if they're not themselves... you weren't wrong to trust them, they're just not the person you knew anymore."

[daddyissues]

"Hell on earth, right now... apocalypse, remember?" Connor smiles weakly; he doesn't want to disappoint her, and grasps for a happy memory. "I uh. I do remember the first time I saw the ocean."

[hollowchild]

[she plucks it deftly out of his fingers and takes a bite.]

...all right, I take your point.

Are you going to do the course?

[hollowchild]

Who else am I speaking to?

[she smiles up at him, a little teasing.]

I probably should. There are so many people I don't really know anymore.

[tonsofpun]

"I think I know what you're talking about. A little."

There were times, especially here, that bullshit happened. Usually related to Thiazi's magic. "But that's not the kind of crazy I mean."

[tonsofpun]

Ellie gives a low groan, rubbed her hand over her face.

"People are supposed to look out for each other. Guy or girl, adult or kid, it doesn't matter what you are. You're either alive or you're not, that's it."

She breaks off with a cheeky little grin. "And here I am, dating a girl. Fuck, I'm doing it all wrong."

[emergingspirit]

[And after a while he's joined by a man who stands a good foot taller than him and who settles in nearby. Someone relaxed but at attention, who is apparently perfectly comfortable under the weight of Bucky's scrutiny and content to let it wash over him in silence. With his arms crossed and his eyes on the obstacle course, Connor looks a little like a(n enormous) dad supervising his kids at the playground.

Hello hawk. Meet a bear.]

[tonsofpun]

"Ah, shit." Ellie grits her teeth a little. "Neither of those are gonna work for me, then."

Invisibility would be used as an edge in defending herself, or others, and gunfire would disrupt the hearing too much. "Maybe the invisibility, if I could turn it off when I wanted."

[samantha_grey]

"Nothing saying you can't shut off the power you've put into it," she said, nodding. "But turning it off and on again over and over again doesn't work, so it'd just be a premature end. It's useful, but more in a getting into position and out sort of way. There's other ones that are good."

[samantha_grey]

"With knives, that would actually be useful, yes," she said. "I don't know how much force you can produce but it means you have range on them most of the time, and you can carry all the ammo you need." Another scrawled note. She needed combat-ready sorts in her mind, and TK and Growth qualified.

[samantha_grey]

"Sometimes I wonder," she said mildly. "But something is certainly different than nothing. But... maps you say? I've got some older maps from when I first got if you want to look them over one of these days. Donated copies to the Citadel. With some of the attacks, parts are out of date, but if they can help I'd rather they get used."

[emergingspirit]

Connor shakes his head when Desmond crooks his fingers. He can navigate the course just fine, friend, he doesn't need the practice.

All the same, though...

"Should I tie a hand behind my back to make it even?" Which is...not a half bad challenge, actually.

[snowstormed]

[Yeah, he probably had that coming. He's moving when he hears a crackling noise, the sound of rustling leaves, and feels something snake up his legs, looks down and curses before trying to kick his way free of the ivy that's caught his legs. Trying to get them off is costing him precious time, and--hell. Thorns.

Clever kid. Most definitely a threat, especially to his winning right now, so he tosses off a few more shadow knives to distract her while he works. Once he's managed to kick his legs free of the tendrils, he turns his attention to clearing his path of thorns, breaking off the bigger ones with his left hand and scraping off the rest with an actual knife hidden up his sleeve. Occasionally, while he's doing this, he throws a shadow knife towards Ellie to distract her and slow her down.

He'll reach the top. Eventually.]

[snowstormed]

[There's a ghost of a smile, there.]

I've never hunted possums. [But he has assassinated some very important political figures, and he can agree with her on that last part--the giants smell a hell of a lot worse, generally. He gives a little shrug.] They can't if you don't let them see you. [And isn't that the point of this group?]

[not_sasuke]

"I might as well be throwing them. I'll have to watch out to make sure I don't spend too much energy at once, but I'm not much of a front line fighter anyway, so that helps me conserve it." He gives a small shrug.

"Is that gonna enough to help you out?"

[snowstormed]

[A nod.] Wouldn't hurt to know who I'm working with and what they can do. [Says the guy who's spending his time near the snacks just glowering at people, keeping an eye on possible exits, and watching people have a go at the obstacle course, and making zero effort to go talk to others.]

[snowstormed]

[No why are you squinting at his sandwich, what the hell.]

It's food. [And it is his food, so quit squinting. He takes a bite out of his sandwich, chews, swallows, not even pausing to savor it. He does, after a moment of consideration, decide to answer, mostly so he can get this man off his back:] I think it's peanut butter.

[snowstormed]

[Oh, that is--definitely a big guy. He glances him over, assessing his threat level, and decides quickly enough that he's glad they're on the same side, here. He's fairly certain that if he were to go up against this bear of a man he'd probably end up with more than a few bruises and broken bones.

But he's not going to initiate conversation, he's only here to watch and size up the people he'll be working with. Instead he just wordlessly bites into his sandwich, his gaze flicking over to Connor, to the obstacle course and whoever's currently on it then to the nearby exit points, clearly a little out of his comfort zone.]

[samantha_grey]

Nasty, mean little buggers. [She laughed.] And you're right. That's the best kind of take-down, the sort that they never saw coming, so they can't call for help.

I probably enjoy it a little too much at times. Some of my teammates always gave me funny looks back home after a fight.

[samantha_grey]

"It helps to know. I'm pretty sure the white cloaks are doing the same thing," she said, motioning towards the nearest of the assassins. In the back of her mind, she was filing away names, powers and skill-sets with the assumption that she'd have to collect people for a big mission down the road. Always good to be prepared, and she'd lost too many conspirators over the year.

"Either way, it's better to know in this case than not."

[hisstrength]

Tris can't help her smirk. "And I'm rescuing my boyfriend. We've obviously got it all totally backwards."

Not that he hadn't saved her before too, but that was hardly the point.

[hisstrength]

[Thinking of jumping from tree to tree, though...]

Were you in Alfheim?