Juggling

[Jaxon Crain]

Jaxon Crain was assigned this part of the day to exercise his powers in order to enhance them and gain control. He was out of the training field, sitting in a chair, which throwing balls into a hoop quite a distance away. It was some exercise the trainer had make up to strengthen his mind and aim with his powers. Just a few minutes of it gave him a headache. The concentration it took to make the ball into the hoop was insane. Out of ten tries he had made it three.  

He was... improving to say the least. But hey, it was something. However, after while Jaxon lost interest in the monotonous activity and decided to ditch it completely. Jaxon brought back the balls from the other side and started to juggled them constantly. Every few seconds he'd pick up a new one telekinetically and at it in to the bunch.

After all the balls were in play, thanks to SPRITE, Jaxon sent burst of energy and sent them flying in perfect unison. He meant for them to flying up so that he could catch them but the burst went straight for another fellow on the field. They pelted him eagerly and dropped to the ground. "Oh shit." He murmured. Jaxon couldn't get into it with this guy. Another fight would do who knows what to his current situation. Hopefully he wouldn't be mad. 

[Robbie Wilkes]

Robbie still had a bit of a problem handling his abilities, which meant he needed as much training as he could get. Especially if he was going to be training the newbies later on. Hopefully.

He was just walking into the training field when he was accosted by a flying ball in his face. Followed by a few others to his head and chest and leg, which knocked him down on his back. "Oi!" He called out as he scrambled to get up on his feet, shaking his head, which only resulted in a big headache.

Blinking, he looked to where the balls had come from to see a lone person standing in the middle of the section of the training field with a 'deer caught in the headlights' look to him.

The ball had hit him good, catching his nose hard, causing blood to trickle down from one nostril. "The hell dude?" He asked with a good-natured chuckle. Robbie wasn't easy to anger, which was a pretty good thing for the other guy right then.