001 ✪ video/audio

[redactions]

Who: Jim Barnes
Broadcast: Fleetwide video + audio
Action: Iskaulit.
When: August 20th.


[ The video flicks on to a spacious room, spans it from left to right, then top to bottom. There's a door off to the right side, and the camera follows it to the adjoining room, similarly large. Again, left to right, top to bottom. Both rooms are spic and span, empty, with wooden floors. And then it switches to audio. The voice is brusque, but amiable, with a moderate Brooklyn drawl. ]

Nice place for a gym. There could be a dojo next door, so it's all in one place. I've got a few sandbags to hang up, and some mats we could use. There's a notice outside for schedules — I know a lot of you folks have been offering training. The room's big enough, and there's plenty more like it on this ship.

Anybody else interested?



[ Anyone wandering the Iskaulit or looking for Bucky after the broadcast will find him humming as he puts up the sandbags. He's dressed very simply in the ship's jumpsuit, with no left sleeve. The left arm whirs in tune as he works. ]

Comments

[redactions]

[ A nod. ]

Useful trick, if you wanna fool somebody, or if you can't avoid a hit and need to.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

Given the choice, I would prefer to not be in a position where I could not avoid the punch... but I see how it could be useful.

[redactions]

Sometimes, there ain't a choice but to take it.

[ Though, she's right, they shouldn't have to. It's just not the way the world works. ]

Let me know when you wanna start, sweetheart.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

I do not recall have anything else planned for today. So I suppose now is fine.

[redactions]

[ Jokingly, ] I'll have t'check with my assistant.

What d'ya know, there's a whole block a'time for you. Come whenever you like.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

How kind of you to pencil me in.

I will be there shortly. Remind me, what is the name of your ship again?

[redactions]

The Heron, but this room [ he waves ] is on the Iskaulit.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[There is a slight grimace to Wanda's features as Jim states the name of that ship. Sure, Wanda had spent plenty enough time on it during the "conflict," but that did not mean that was necessarily eager to return. Still, she knows it to be safe now, but there remains a sense of discomfort surrounding the ship.]

Is it hard to find? This room you are in?

[redactions]

No, it's not too far into the ship. Just a bit a' walking down the left side entrance.

1/2

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda nods her head, a small smile back on her face as she tries to look nonchalant.]

Okay, I will be there soon.

2/2; action

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[About fifteen minutes later, Wanda manages to wander her way into Jim's room aboard the Ikasult. She clearly looks a little on edge, but also clearly trying to look calm. She pokes her head into the room, checking to see if she found the right one.]

Jim?

action;

[redactions]

[ he picks up on the unease in her bearing, he can't not, but smiles at her, pleasantly. ]

Hello Wanda. Looks like you didn't have any trouble.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[She grins mildly as she enters the room.]

It was easy enough to find, yes.

[She looks around the room, surveying its contents (or lack thereof)].

So where do we start?

[redactions]

Right over here.

[ He waves her to the boxing ring, letting her inspect it first. ]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[As she's led over to the boxing ring, she gives Jim a "Are you serious?" look, before a bemused grin cracks through. She then shrugs her shoulders and hops into the ring, walks over and stands in the center.]

I forgot to bring my gloves.

[redactions]

That's all right, we don't have to hit each other for your first lesson. Just learn how to move.

[ He steps in, and rolls his shoulder. The arm whirrs, plates adjusting for strength. ]

Now, here, just follow what I do. Pay attention to my feet.

[ He demonstrates a left hook, and then a right. ]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[At first, Wanda cocks an eyebrow at him. Learn to move? That seemed almost common sense. However, she decided to humor Jim and watch as she was told. After he gives his little demonstration, she attempts to echo his performance. Though, she likely comes off as a little enthusiastic about it all. It's not Jim's fault; she's just not sure how much she's actually supposed to be learning at the moment.]

[redactions]

[ Might be common sense, but when he's seen enough of her trying, he very carefully lodges his foot next to hers, and with application of pressure almost pushes her off-balance with a single movement. ]

Keep your feet a little flatter. This ain't like ballet.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda indeed stumbles a little off-balance, almost tripping, but she recovers her balance quickly. In fact, so quickly that Jim may have picked up on a slight tinge of crimson energy around her eyes and fingers, as if some invisible hand reached out and caught her. She makes it all look smooth, but, to the discerning eye, it would come off as peculiar.]

[When she regains her balance, she first looks at Jim--a little perturbed at having tripped her like that--and then down at her feet. When she looks back up at Jim, the playful grin has returned to her face.]

So fighting and dancing... not so similar?

[redactions]

[ That's weird, but there isn't much about Wanda he hasn't found very strange. The fact is, she'll either tell him, or he'll get too curious one day and just flat out ask. Until then she's free to volunteer whatever information she wants. ]

Not always. [ he smiles back at her ] You have to keep shifting your weight — keep spinning out of reach. If someone else knows the same steps...

[ Death follows. ]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda nods her head, understanding. She doesn't mention the crimson gleam from before, not from a desire to keep it a secret from Jim, but more out of habit--it's become second nature to her, and the peculiarity of it doesn't register for her. She looks back down at her feet, shifting them into more of a fighting stance.]

Something like this then?

[She signals that she's ready to Jim.]

[redactions]

To start with.

[ He telegraphs the opening movement — after that step by step for her to gauge, and then, nothing, just comes at her with measured beats, trying to push her off balance or take her by surprise. ]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[At first, Wanda looks a little unsteady on her feet. However, she quickly is able to figure out what Jim's attempting to do, or rather teach her, in this exercise. Soon, she gets a rhythm down. In fact, an idea occurs to her.]

[Wanda's eyes begin to glow again with the same faint, crimson red gleam as before. However, it doesn't last long. Rather, the gleam appears and disappears quickly, as if someone was cutting a flashlight on and off really quickly. What this means, however, is that Wanda's movements become more and more on point with Jim's. In fact, it's even like she knows when and where he's going to move.]

[A knowing, somewhat-mischievous smirk finds its way onto her face.]

[redactions]

[ Oh. Oh. He sees how it is. ]

[ Playfully, ]

You thinkin' a'cheating, Miss Maximoff?

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[The cheeky grin does not fade from her face.]

Who, me? Never.

[She begins adding little flourishes to her dodges now. Quick spins and steps to show off a little. However, these spins could be leaving her open to be knocked off her high horse a little, especially whenever she breaks eye contact.]