Giovanna M. Bennet (burnwithlight) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2011-01-05 01:48:00

Entry tags:

andrew summers, angelo bennet, giovanna bennet

Dawn Practice
Giovanna dragged Angelo out of bed one morning, even earlier than they normally woke up.

"Come on, mon frere. Get dressed -- warmly -- and let's get you some exercise on the roof."

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	assaultnbattery 2011-01-05 06:39 am UTC (link)
	Earlier than he usually gets up, but Gio has been training him as well. Plus, of course, its a good chance to get some air and a decent start to the day before getting to work. (Reply to this)(Thread)

not_adorable
2011-01-05 06:42 am UTC (link)

Registering a female voice triggers Angelo's compliance, until he wakes up a bit further, yet not so far as to recognize it as Giovanna. At the realization that he's being pulled from bed by an unknown figure, he immediately teleports across the apartment, landing in a disoriented heap on the other side of the kitchen.

"Porca miseria..." He mutters in disappointed Italian as he draws himself up, recognizing her now. Her words sink in fully now, and he seems to cheer up. "Yes, Gio." He gathers appropriate clothing and equipment from the storage tub that's been serving as a dresser, and excuses himself to the bathroom to change. He emerges shortly after, ready to go.

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burnwithlight
2011-01-05 06:49 am UTC (link)

She'll sigh at Angelo and heads upstairs with them. "Okay. No use of mutant abilities today. They're not always there when you need them. No knives, either, Angelo. You can't take them everywhere. Especially in diplomatic circles."

The roof decor is pretty as it ever was, devoid of most of the mess from the previous spring, but maintenance aren't always perfect. There's a few metal sticks in the corner leftover from repairs, and yet if one actually stepped on the fire escape, it would give just slightly with concern.

Not that Gio does.

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	assaultnbattery 2011-01-05 06:51 am UTC (link)
	Andrew finds a spot to settle in out of the way. He appreciates their training sessions, but today isn't for him. Not that he ever minds watching Gio in her workout clothes. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2011-01-05 06:56 am UTC (link)
	Angelo surveys the area, having been up here before, but curious if Gio had prepared something in particular. "Another unarmed discipline, or something else?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

burnwithlight
2011-01-05 07:05 am UTC (link)

"Just the rules I said. No knives. Only teleport if there's an accident and your life's actually in danger." She included the qualifier to make sure he didn't take her too literally in the event of an emergency.

Gio ducks a little as she comes at him, striking forward, intending to drive him backwards toward the east side of the roof. "Object of the exercise is to get to west side of the roof."

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	assaultnbattery 2011-01-05 07:07 am UTC (link)
	Noting the conditions, Andrew steps back a little further out of the way. This ought to be interesting - but he's already gone over the edge once. He can appreciate the show from further back. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-01-05 07:16 am UTC (link)
	She notices Andrew's moving out of the corner of her eye. "Good idea." She manages not to say 'mon ange'; she's trying to seem professional in front of her baby brother. "Let me know if you hear anything strange." The roof is a good place for this stuff, but sometimes she worries. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2011-01-05 05:09 pm UTC (link)
	Gio is miles of arms and legs, so Angelo knows he's at a disadvantage with her being the one on the defensive. He feints left, then dashes right. He figures his best bet is being able to corner and change course better than her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-01-05 05:19 pm UTC (link)
	Gio sees through the feint and turns practically like a dancer, arm reaching out in a way that it'll it'll slam right into his torso if Angelo keeps running. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2011-01-05 05:33 pm UTC (link)
	His first thought is to bend backwards, but he can't trust to his flexibility in these heavier winter clothes. Instead, he ducks and spins on his heel, letting his momentum carry him under the arm. It's less swift, but less likely to leave him on his rear. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-01-05 05:49 pm UTC (link)
	Gio approves of his tactic well enough, but she also reaches down to grab his coat collar. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2011-01-05 05:52 pm UTC (link)
	Angelo lets out a strangled noise as the collar pulls back against his throat, before wriggling his way free and scrambling away on all fours, now down one layer of warmth. He is visibly not pleased with having had to make that sacrifice, and lost ground as well. He watches Gio, trying to determine the correct feint for his next advance. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-01-05 07:46 pm UTC (link)
	"Not bad, not bad," Gio mutters at his reactions. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

not_adorable
2011-01-05 08:09 pm UTC (link)

"Dignity is a luxury." Angelo chuckles, wiping off his hands as he weaves gently from side to side, testing his sister's attention. "Completing a task with some loss of face is better than letting down those depending on you with composure."

He charges straight forward, using short and very rapid steps, rather than a running stride. Just as he'd be in arms' reach, he hits the brakes and takes a half step back, before rushing forward again, trying to slip under her reach.

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	burnwithlight 2011-01-05 08:23 pm UTC (link)
	Angelo's commentary may, in fact, be more distracting to say than it is to hear. His observable plan seems to rely on his sister's staying on a single plane across the roof. She doesn't. Gio steps forward and grabs for his arm. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2011-01-05 09:36 pm UTC (link)
	The advance hits true, and he's grabbed. His momentum falters and he's forced to take another large step back. Angelo grits his teeth and fights off one of his most hard-wired instincts. He reaches out and strikes at his sister, thrusting an open palm into the crook of her elbow. He pushes forward and upwards, trying to create an opening for him to pierce through. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-01-05 10:12 pm UTC (link)
	Gio's arm buckles, but her grip does not release. She just grapples a little closer. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2011-01-05 10:14 pm UTC (link)
	Angelo grunts as he's pulled in closer, Gio having met his own advance. Plan B. He balls up his free hand, mindful to keep his thumb on the outside, and punches her in the stomach. It takes a very concerted effort on his part to not reflexively apologize. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-01-05 10:25 pm UTC (link)
	Wumph! Her grip loosens momentarily, but won't come off completely unless he takes the opportunity to shake it off. "Not bad," She mutters. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2011-01-05 10:27 pm UTC (link)
	He learned from his earlier monologue, he doesn't reply. Of course he's going to shake it off. The alternative is to stay there and have to hit his sister again! He frees himself and then dives forward, trying to make it to the other side. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-01-05 10:50 pm UTC (link)
	Gio's a little slow turning around, and the roof isn't that big, so although she's on his heels,she doesn't quite catch up. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2011-01-05 11:36 pm UTC (link)
	Angelo stops himself from going off the other side of the roof, then finally turns around. He breaks into a broad grin, before quashing it. "Thank you very much for the exercise, Gio. Would you like to switch, or should I go again?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-01-06 06:51 pm UTC (link)
	She hands him his coat. "Put this back on; it's cold out here." Now, she's going to treat herself to an arm around Andrew. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	assaultnbattery 2011-01-06 06:55 pm UTC (link)
	Andrew hugs her back. "Quite the challenge. Looks like you both got a good workout." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-01-06 07:01 pm UTC (link)
	"Mhm. He didn't do too bad. Not how I'd have done it, but that's not hte important thing." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	assaultnbattery 2011-01-06 07:05 pm UTC (link)
	"Yes, but you're not the one in training. Neither of us would have much luck trying to stop you going wherever you wanted anyway." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2011-01-06 07:51 pm UTC (link)
	Angelo shuffles over to them as he puts his coat back on. "Gio, I'm sorry I had to hit you; alternately, I apologize if I should have hit you sooner." He bows his head slightly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-01-06 07:53 pm UTC (link)
	"Flattery, Mr. Summers, will get you nothing you couldn't alr-- Angelo, It was a reasonably effective time to hit me. Nothing to apologize for." Gio sighs and tousles her brother's hair. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	assaultnbattery 2011-01-06 08:08 pm UTC (link)
	He can't help but laugh. "Your sister isn't made of glass, and you'd best be going all out in training. I had to get over that impulse too, and quickly." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	not_adorable 2011-01-08 08:32 am UTC (link)
	Angelo fusses, as he is wont to do. "Yes, yes, of course she's quite durable. I still shouldn't look forward to hitting her." ~~She's a girl.~~ He smiles at her. "It... it was an enjoyable exercise." (Reply to this)(Parent)

	redheadspy 2011-01-29 02:22 am UTC (link)
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