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Mar. 18th, 2018 12:23 amDiane/Base Sitting
The team has a rule, when a majority of the team has to leave to take care of a situation, some of them have to stay back. Tidus was one of the ones elected to stay back while the team was gone. While he would rather be out with them dealing with whatever situation they had to deal with, he couldn’t exactly complain about being assigned to stay back. There were many times where he got to go along and someone else had to stay back.
At the moment, he’s in the kitchen. His ability is duplication, and there are at least seven copies of him in the kitchen. Three are preparing food, including the original him, while the other ones are cleaning in the other areas of the kitchen. Tidus’ ability makes for great multitasking, mostly because he could literally assign a signal copy of him to each individual task.
Tidus was starting to wonder what the other people that is on ‘Base Duty’ is up to.
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Frankly? Base-sitting duty was a major chore for Diane. Most people tended to set around playing pong or doing basic maintenance on their gear to pass the time. Diane didn't really have any gear to speak of and as a giant it was far easier to make a new outfit rather than repair a five foot long rip. And since the base had originally been made for people under ten feet tall, Diane found it easier to wear a shrink-spelled amulet and some casual (and cute!) clothing until heading out on a mission. Every hanger had an area that could be curtained off with a spare set of giant-sized super-hero gear.
So what did Diane fill her time with? At the moment... it was a cheap romance novel tucked into the pages of a geological study magazine. A passing glance from one who didn't know her well would give the impression that Diane was enthusiastic about the source of her powers, a good look by someone who knew her well would know that mineral layers did not make Diane smile and blush.
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Bridget/Meet Up
Tidus hated meeting in secret, but for whatever reason, it was necessary. Maybe it is because he’s meeting a villainess or his team has a ‘No Fraternization’ clause in their rules. Whatever the case may be, this hidden from them. He’s situated on a rooftop, waiting for her to arrive. He has a safe house nearby and he knows of a hotel as well, if they felt the need to head somewhere private, they have options. But he wasn’t entirely sure if they would use them or not.
He lifted his wrist up and checked the time. He knew she should be arriving any moment now. That was, unless she was starting to have second thoughts about all of this.
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Bridget had to make sure there were no ties between her and her actual team even the most hardened criminal critic could follow. Taking a full year to act out a 'fallout' had taken a lot of planning and acting on her part and only two people knew it was an act. One had been the senior/major/full/trusted/ect power player of the team who not only knew about the plan but had hashed out the outline with a very dubious Bridget at the very beginning. The other, upon Bridget's stubborn insistence as a part of the plan, was Tidus. The pair had only just started dating almost a year before Operation Reaper had been drafted but Bridget had felt that their relationship deserved 'secondary classification' status.
Tidus would know that Bridget was going on an in-depth mission that would last at least a few months if not a year or three. He wouldn't be allowed to know the details or read the reports, but at least he would know her break from justice and law was as far from personal as the 'end' of their relationship.
Which was why Bridget checked her trail ten times over before landing on the arranged rooftop seven minutes late.
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Touka/Training
The gym in their Base has about every type of workout equipment anyone could want. The facilities were extensive, with an indoor track, pool, virtual reality training area, ect. Tidus found himself in the gym portion today. He is currently working out, lifting weights and making it look effortless. He’s glad in simple workout gear. A form fitting shirt, gym shorts and a pair of sneakers. He’s been at it for an hour now, but he was starting to reach the end of his session.
He sat the weights back up on the rack before sitting up, sweat on his face and his chest rising and falling quickly. He reached down and grabbed a his towel to wipe his face clean and picked up his sports drink to take a sip. He thinking about hitting the showers as he stands up. He looks over to her, unable to remember just how long she’d been here.
“Planning to stick around here a lot longer?”
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Touka had been pushing herself since she had the next few days off. She'd even gone back to wearing her weighted training gear as she'd challenged the virtual battle sim room for a good three hours before hitting up the regular equipment. The petite superhero had been officially named 'Honor' while many liked to use a cuter name when whispering rumors between themselves. A nickname Touka hadn't actually managed to realize referred to herself since rabbit/bunny references couldn't possibly be remotely connected with her ears.
The question didn't actually sink in for a few moments as she made a few more muscle-memory movements against a punching bag. Large eyes blinked and then turned towards Tidus as if she were waking up from a trance. "Ah... Pardon me, please... Could you repeat the question?"
The team has a rule, when a majority of the team has to leave to take care of a situation, some of them have to stay back. Tidus was one of the ones elected to stay back while the team was gone. While he would rather be out with them dealing with whatever situation they had to deal with, he couldn’t exactly complain about being assigned to stay back. There were many times where he got to go along and someone else had to stay back.
At the moment, he’s in the kitchen. His ability is duplication, and there are at least seven copies of him in the kitchen. Three are preparing food, including the original him, while the other ones are cleaning in the other areas of the kitchen. Tidus’ ability makes for great multitasking, mostly because he could literally assign a signal copy of him to each individual task.
Tidus was starting to wonder what the other people that is on ‘Base Duty’ is up to.
__________________
Frankly? Base-sitting duty was a major chore for Diane. Most people tended to set around playing pong or doing basic maintenance on their gear to pass the time. Diane didn't really have any gear to speak of and as a giant it was far easier to make a new outfit rather than repair a five foot long rip. And since the base had originally been made for people under ten feet tall, Diane found it easier to wear a shrink-spelled amulet and some casual (and cute!) clothing until heading out on a mission. Every hanger had an area that could be curtained off with a spare set of giant-sized super-hero gear.
So what did Diane fill her time with? At the moment... it was a cheap romance novel tucked into the pages of a geological study magazine. A passing glance from one who didn't know her well would give the impression that Diane was enthusiastic about the source of her powers, a good look by someone who knew her well would know that mineral layers did not make Diane smile and blush.
______________________________________________________________________
Bridget/Meet Up
Tidus hated meeting in secret, but for whatever reason, it was necessary. Maybe it is because he’s meeting a villainess or his team has a ‘No Fraternization’ clause in their rules. Whatever the case may be, this hidden from them. He’s situated on a rooftop, waiting for her to arrive. He has a safe house nearby and he knows of a hotel as well, if they felt the need to head somewhere private, they have options. But he wasn’t entirely sure if they would use them or not.
He lifted his wrist up and checked the time. He knew she should be arriving any moment now. That was, unless she was starting to have second thoughts about all of this.
_________________
Bridget had to make sure there were no ties between her and her actual team even the most hardened criminal critic could follow. Taking a full year to act out a 'fallout' had taken a lot of planning and acting on her part and only two people knew it was an act. One had been the senior/major/full/trusted/ect power player of the team who not only knew about the plan but had hashed out the outline with a very dubious Bridget at the very beginning. The other, upon Bridget's stubborn insistence as a part of the plan, was Tidus. The pair had only just started dating almost a year before Operation Reaper had been drafted but Bridget had felt that their relationship deserved 'secondary classification' status.
Tidus would know that Bridget was going on an in-depth mission that would last at least a few months if not a year or three. He wouldn't be allowed to know the details or read the reports, but at least he would know her break from justice and law was as far from personal as the 'end' of their relationship.
Which was why Bridget checked her trail ten times over before landing on the arranged rooftop seven minutes late.
_________________________________________________________________________
Touka/Training
The gym in their Base has about every type of workout equipment anyone could want. The facilities were extensive, with an indoor track, pool, virtual reality training area, ect. Tidus found himself in the gym portion today. He is currently working out, lifting weights and making it look effortless. He’s glad in simple workout gear. A form fitting shirt, gym shorts and a pair of sneakers. He’s been at it for an hour now, but he was starting to reach the end of his session.
He sat the weights back up on the rack before sitting up, sweat on his face and his chest rising and falling quickly. He reached down and grabbed a his towel to wipe his face clean and picked up his sports drink to take a sip. He thinking about hitting the showers as he stands up. He looks over to her, unable to remember just how long she’d been here.
“Planning to stick around here a lot longer?”
______________________________
Touka had been pushing herself since she had the next few days off. She'd even gone back to wearing her weighted training gear as she'd challenged the virtual battle sim room for a good three hours before hitting up the regular equipment. The petite superhero had been officially named 'Honor' while many liked to use a cuter name when whispering rumors between themselves. A nickname Touka hadn't actually managed to realize referred to herself since rabbit/bunny references couldn't possibly be remotely connected with her ears.
The question didn't actually sink in for a few moments as she made a few more muscle-memory movements against a punching bag. Large eyes blinked and then turned towards Tidus as if she were waking up from a trance. "Ah... Pardon me, please... Could you repeat the question?"
