Post by Logan Diacha on Aug 24, 2015 18:55:37 GMT -6
Thud!
If there was one thing Logan was thankful for at this new school, it was the training facilities. They, if nothing else, were in top condition. Although, considering the fact that the students attending the academy have a wide variety of super-human abilities to practice with, it made sense. The machines and equipment would take a hell of a beating in a number of different ways. Take Logan for instance.
Th-thud!
Electricity arced through the pads from Logan's strike as the limbs to the machine swung away. However, Logan had to turn and react quickly to hit away another padded extension as it came from behind her. Originally, this machine was designed for those with super speed of enhanced reflexes. It had multiple long extensions with pads on the end that formed something of a cage around the user. Then the "limbs" would come down randomly-- sometimes multiple at once-- and try to hit the user. Only striking the pads with enough force would cause them to retreat. It was good practice. Although Logan had to tamper with the machine to slow it down so she wasn't dealing with the velocity someone with super speed or reflexes would use.
That didn't mean she made it easy though. Logan was definitely sweating from the exertion. But from the physical portion of the exercise, and just from draining herself of the electricity contained within her. She had hooked up her computer as well to gauge how much voltage she was getting out with each punch, as well as play some music while she worked out. However, after hitting one last extension, she moved out of the machine and turned it off.
She was completely drained and completely drenched. Thudding onto the ground, she uncapped one of the water bottles she had brought before throwing her head back and gulping it down. Once she had drained it, she took out a few charged fat batteries from her pack and held them between her fingers. Her body absorbed the charge from each almost greedily, and she could feel some of her energy restoring itself. Although she was definitely tired from doing than for an hour or two. Sighing, Logan wiped the sweat from her brow with her already damp towel before she halted. There was a familiar low beep from her computer and she looked up, glancing towards the door with a very faint frown. Someone was coming. And once they came into view, Logan only stared in silence for a few moments, her face neutral once again.
"Can I help you?" She deadpanned.
If there was one thing Logan was thankful for at this new school, it was the training facilities. They, if nothing else, were in top condition. Although, considering the fact that the students attending the academy have a wide variety of super-human abilities to practice with, it made sense. The machines and equipment would take a hell of a beating in a number of different ways. Take Logan for instance.
Th-thud!
Electricity arced through the pads from Logan's strike as the limbs to the machine swung away. However, Logan had to turn and react quickly to hit away another padded extension as it came from behind her. Originally, this machine was designed for those with super speed of enhanced reflexes. It had multiple long extensions with pads on the end that formed something of a cage around the user. Then the "limbs" would come down randomly-- sometimes multiple at once-- and try to hit the user. Only striking the pads with enough force would cause them to retreat. It was good practice. Although Logan had to tamper with the machine to slow it down so she wasn't dealing with the velocity someone with super speed or reflexes would use.
That didn't mean she made it easy though. Logan was definitely sweating from the exertion. But from the physical portion of the exercise, and just from draining herself of the electricity contained within her. She had hooked up her computer as well to gauge how much voltage she was getting out with each punch, as well as play some music while she worked out. However, after hitting one last extension, she moved out of the machine and turned it off.
She was completely drained and completely drenched. Thudding onto the ground, she uncapped one of the water bottles she had brought before throwing her head back and gulping it down. Once she had drained it, she took out a few charged fat batteries from her pack and held them between her fingers. Her body absorbed the charge from each almost greedily, and she could feel some of her energy restoring itself. Although she was definitely tired from doing than for an hour or two. Sighing, Logan wiped the sweat from her brow with her already damp towel before she halted. There was a familiar low beep from her computer and she looked up, glancing towards the door with a very faint frown. Someone was coming. And once they came into view, Logan only stared in silence for a few moments, her face neutral once again.
"Can I help you?" She deadpanned.