Testing out a flaming chicken

[lives_strong]

[Should you happen to enter the stadium today, you may see a rather tall young woman training. She may either be preforming some warning exercises, running an obstacle course, beating the tar out of some training dummies, or simply practicing some sort of boxing and kick boxing combination with a large Sandbag. It's pretty obvious that she's been here for a few hours, judging by how tired she looks. It's pretty odd though that she'd spend all this time by herself with no one around, care to change that?]

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[will_be_god]

[It had been a while since Cyrus had worked out. He never did it often, but his studies required him to travel to and fro between the Spear Pillar and his bases. Though he was far too thin and bony to qualify as looking "in shape", he had at least long been healthy. And with no sacred mountains in the area that required study, sometimes his body felt too still. So he went to the stadium in search of a track to run. Anyone there would see that his workout clothes consisted of his everyday uniform.]

[lives_strong]

[She noticed a new comer to the stadium, but said nothing, opting to instead continue running the track. Training was important to her, after all. Still, she could respect someone who was coming to the stadium to better themselves. Minutes passed before she stopped running, take a break in order to rest her legs.

Finally, she turned to the man.]

Do you come to train here often?

[idowhatilike]

[ Sure, why not.

Evve had made her way into the stadium at some point in the middle of her training to stretch along a long bench off in the distance and bask in the symphony of a pointless endeavor. She had been reading a book about assassinations and other various combats, so the escalation of grunts and any other noises subsequent to training had served as wonderful sound effects during fight scenes.

When the other finally came to a slow, noted by Evve as time progressed, she decided it might be worth saying something. ]

You're trying too hard, don't you think? [ She flipped a page in her book. ]

[lives_strong]

[Ondrea had first noticed the other woman when she originally entered the stadium, but paid her no mind once it became clear that this girl wasn't here to train...her body, at least. So she just carried on with her training for a few more hours, her final piece of it being practicing her moves with a sandbags.

She had just bent down to pick up said sandbag and put it away when Evve spoke to her. Ondrea turned to face her and when she replied, her tone was even, though she did sound slightly annoyed.]

No, I do not. If I want to become stronger, I must train my body whenever I can. It's as simple as that.

[idowhatilike]

[ Evve pondered sitting up, but she succumbed to her perpetual laziness instead. She fiddled with the corner of her current page between her index finger and thumb in a way that suggested she may not have actually read what her eyes had been skimming and was debating just moving onto the next page. ]

What's the point? You're just going to get old and weak anyway and you'll have wasted all that time training. [ If Evve didn't say that with such apathy, one could argue she was a miserable old bat. ] Unless you plan to become one of those muscle grannies. [ What even. ]

[lives_strong]

There is no shame in growing old and dying. I would rather lose my strength to a force I cannot control then lose it to another being.

[She picked up the sandbag and slung it over her shoulder, giving Evve a side-eye glance.]

All my work and training has kept me alive thus far. I have no reason to quit now.

[idowhatilike]

[ Well, she had to give her credit for remaining adamant about her stance. She also made a good point that Evve could appreciate. However... ] All my reading, eating, sleeping, and lying around doing nothing has kept me alive thus far.

[ Evve spared her a similar glance, but she still hadn't gotten around to sitting up. ]

Whatever are you training for? The possibility of being attacked?

[lives_strong]

They have not kept you alive, they merely serve as what you choose to do as a form of entertainment. If not for my training, I could have been dead a long time ago.

[She pauses letting out a sigh.]

The strong live and the weak die, that's how the world works. Why would anyone want to be weak?

[infiniteeclipse]

[ Allie would NOT care to change that, thanks. Hiss.

Instead, she stares disdainfully from the shadows. Lucas had used TM29 on her, but would it help if anything happened... ? ]

[lives_strong]

[Ondrea thought she may have sensed someone else in the area, but she just shrugged it off. Instead, she focused on practicing her Fire Punch, slamming the sandbag into the wall before walking over to move it back.]

[infiniteeclipse]

[ Hm. Her options didn't look good here. Maybe it would be best to just... leave...

Or attempt to Psychic Sandbag into the Blaziken. Just to see how she would react, really. ]

[lives_strong]

[AND BEHOLD, 1 SMACKED BLAZIKEN IN HUMAN FORM

Ondrea wasn't expecting the thing to hit back, but it was obvious that the bag didn't move of its own accord. Someone controlled it via...Psychic, most likely. Uggggh, great.

The Blaziken scanned the area with her hawk-like eyes, looking for any signs of life. Finally, she targeted Allie. Seeing as she was the only one within range, it was obvious she did it.]

If you wanted to spar, you could have merely asked.

[infiniteeclipse]

[ Crap. She'd been seen. Now she had to-- ]

I could have, but why allow you the chance for the first strike?

[ ... dig the grave deeper, evidently. ]

[lives_strong]

If that was your only reasoning behind it, then you could have requested the first move. It makes it more of a challenge for me, so I doubt I would have turned it down.

[infiniteeclipse]

Pfft. That's not how I work.

[ You know how Dark-types are, don't you, Ondrea? ]

[lives_strong]

So, you prefer to fight dirty?

[She scoffs.]

Only those who are too weak to fight fair resort to fighting dirty.

[infiniteeclipse]

It's gotten me this far, hasn't it?

[lives_strong]

We shall see how long it lasts.

[And she'll be taking her battle stance.]

I suggest you prepare yourself, I never hold back.

[infiniteeclipse]

[ She doesn't say anything, but if you don't move now, Ondrea, she's going to try to strike once again. ]

[lives_strong]

[You already got in a shot, now it's her turn. Those gauntlets of hers flare up as she charges forward. It's Fire Punch time!]