driftfleet | Calibration Post 1, "Daytime"

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Calibration Post 1, "Daytime"

[ Not long after the shuffle, there's a ripple of static over the network - loud, sudden, and seemingly with no origin. It's puzzling, but there's no indication that it's going to happen again...

Until a minute later. Another surge of static comes in over the speakers, and then a voice - one some may find familiar, though not necessarily welcome, after all of this time... It's Diamond. Long time no speak, hmm?

Clearly, not all is well. She sounds very far away, for one. For another, she sounds... skeptical, almost alarmed. There may actually be real concern in her voice. ]

Again? Twice in one c--

[ Her sentence is cut short with a strangled gasp, followed by a moment of silence. What follows may be the sound of metal dragged across metal, but it's hard to place. When she speaks again, it's uncharacteristically monotonous. ]

... Bring them in.

[ A blip of lost time passes right after those words, before every passenger mysteriously wakes alone in their own unfamiliar room. The style of decor resembles that of the Marsiva's Hospitality Deck, if any passengers should remember what that's like. It sounds and smells the same as the host ship as well, all clean and chrome, but this set of rooms has only been used once, and for the very same purpose that befalls the fleet contestants now.

As for their hosts, there is no immediate sign of them, though some may recall a series of hideous, half-electronic screams before their memories begin to blur upon arrival...

Welcome back to the Marsiva, dear passengers. It's time for round two of calibrations. ]

[ This mingle will cover all non-calibration room interactions. Please continue to come back to it for the duration of the plot! You are, of course, free to post any other mingles/posts/etc. that you'd like. ]

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[ Snort! ] Sure. I'll let you know how that goes over.

[ Which is to say, very sassily. ♥ At least it'll be entertaining...

She takes a deep breath before grabbing his hand and pulling herself back up onto her feet. She rolls her shoulders, shakes out a little bit more of the lingering tension in her posture. ]

Right. Again. [ She takes a proper stance, waiting for him to be ready. ] I'll be more on top of it this time.

Or don't be. No match bell to ring here. [it doesn't really matter who gets slammed down first in these fights; they both know what they're here for and it's not for improvement, not for keeping fit and keeping sharp- or at least, it's not totally for that.

it took him a lot of time, but aizawa finally came to understand that emotional upkeep is just as important as everything else. it's still not his area of expertise and he doubts anybody would ever, ever mistake him for a comforting person, but sometimes the tiny, little things matter more than the huge things. he can't lift a car off of a family of five, but he can carry a child over to an ambulance so they can ride with their mother.

just from what he'd seen inside of her head, it seemed like jayden's been keeping herself more or less together ever since she woke up in that damn wasteland. maybe she doesn't need anybody's permission to be not okay for a while, maybe the aloofness is how she handles all of that weight and it would be wrong of her to turn it off for a bit, but she should at least know that she's got someone who won't judge her for it if she does decide to.

her fist comes across his jaw and he rolls with it, grabs her wrist to twist and take her to the ground. she's strong enough to break the hold and she most likely will, but aizawa hadn't been lying about it not mattering who wins or loses in this.]

[ Good point - one that makes her smile, at least until it's time to get back to it.

Yeah, this isn't win or lose, it never has been. Which is nice, honestly. For both of them. ... She's glad. She'll never pretend she's any good at being a listening ear, a shoulder to cry on, or someone who knows just the thing to say at just the right time. No way. But whatever she can do? She will. And that's... what this is, for whatever words might properly explain it. God knows she doesn't have them. Point is, this helps Aizawa just as much as it helps her. And she's glad she can do that much for him.

And sure, it's debatable whether or not Jayden's come to terms with the concept of "emotional upkeep". It's a double standard, because of course it is - anyone else could cave under this crazy amount of bullshit and be completely justified. Her? Not so much. And she's pretty convinced she can just keep on going like this. Maybe she does need to turn it off for a bit. Maybe she needs to let herself get worked up, legitimately freak out, yell and scream about... well, everything. The aliens. The war. The constant fighting. The dying and living and dying and living again. Maybe she really does need to break. Just... not today. Right now, it's just her, and him. That's all it needs to be.

He grabs her wrist, but he guessed right - she breaks free with a roll of her arm, grabs his arm, pivots to the side as she pulls him forward and down. He'll probably roll his way out of it and get back up, but at least she didn't go down - yet. She knows they can both keep pushing this. ]

[rolling out of it is a good move, which makes it predictable. sparring with jayden has really pushed his boundaries lately; one-on-one with a singular opponent drawing out the fight has always been his weakness, so every fight tends to be a valuable learning experience. and while he usually sticks to a certain style for the sake of efficiency, jayden's relentlessness has forced him to get a little more creative.

so instead of rolling he lets her take him down, twists to get a leg up underneath her shoulder and then rolls to put her in an arm lock, the back of her elbow braced against her knee. she might be stronger than him, but he definitely weighs more and he uses that to his advantage here.]

[ Yeah, no, that's definiely new and creative, and even though her reflexes kick in when she feels everything going very differently from what she'd expect, it's hardly enough to let her keep up. Looks like her redirective pull is about to backfire. A lot.

-- Yep. There's his knee, and down she goes with him. Can't move her arm, can't really do much of anything else, either - angles are all too awkward. Of course, she tries to use sheer strength and willpower to wrest herself free, but he has the clear advantage, pinning her like this. She huffs out a couple of deep breaths, shakes her head. ]

Where'd that come from?

It's been in my repertoire, [aizawa grunts, keeping her elbow braced against his knee; not enough to hurt, but enough to keep her immobilized until she taps out and he releases the hold.] I've just been lax in using it. Spars with you are useful.

Right. Happy to help. [ Overall, she means it seriously. But right this second, you bet your ass it's sarcasm. Pinning her down like this, goddamn...!

One! more! attempt! to wrest herself free!! ... Nope. Okay. Fine. She gives, tapping out with her free hand, and goes right back to those deep breaths. ]

[lmaoasdf okay so, working out the aggression via spar doesn't seem to be working as well as he'd hoped, because she kinda looks a lil pissed still. and while aizawa has never not ever once been a visibly affectionate person, he kisses her on the cheek just for the shock of it before rolling over and pushing himself up to fix his hair.]

Alright Price, change of pace. Yoga.

[ She really is feeling better! For the most part. She just perpetually sucks at showing as much. Though that perpetual scowl on her face does immediately get wiped right away when he kisses her cheek. She blinks a few times, and is just about to say something when he rolls off of her and declares... that. ]

Yoga? ... Okay?

[ She is SO CONFUSED. But... she sits up, pushes her hair out of her eyes, stretches her arms above her head, and... waits. Because she's never done yoga. Ever. She's pretty sure, anyway. ]

Guess you're just full of surprises today, Aizawa.

[ She means the yoga. And the arm lock. Yep. ~~nope not entirely.~~ ]

It's good for flexibility. And it's got deep breathing exercises. [some of which you seem to be attempting to engage in without too much success, tbh. are you really chill? girl ur chill is like everybody else's 6 on the 'ready to throw down' scale]

[ what is this "chill" of which you speak? is it food? or something bad? is it something bad - does she need to punch it? ~~jayden no~~

But no okay, she rolls her shoulders to loosen up a bit and just... goes with it. She trusts him, after all. ]

Fair enough. That... does sound useful right now.

[he's gonna just start doing poses and shit and trust her to copy him as necessary, because she doesn't need her hand held and because he's kind of mostly just futzing around also. time to crack some backs and stretch out some hamstrings!

aizawa glances over to see if she's following along fine.] Had any other visitors?

[ She's keeping up well enough - copying whatever pose he bends himself into, and not asking questions, no matter how strange it might seem. It's... definitely tugging on some muscles she hasn't thought about in a long time, and sure, breathing is always good... Okay, maybe there's something to this after all. ]

Mm, here? No. In my head? A few. Crowley, Felix, Opal. Two other people I don't know at all. You?

A couple people I know. [not ochako, thank fuck. aizawa switches to a set that helps stretch out upper thighs.] ...the only decent thing is that most people here aren't the nosy type.

[ She hums in agreement. ] Yeah. Not intentionally. [ That one guy just, you know, accidentally triggered the thought of being Taken, that's all. It's fine. ] This whole thing still can't be over with soon enough.

[ But at least she's much less angry than she was before he showed up. Just gonna keep stretching now - arms above her head, leaning as far to the side as she can stand, and holding. ]

Won't hear any arguments out of me.

[but her posture could be more efficent. aizawa straightens out of his own stance to turn on her, reaching fir her waist to adjust the twist of her hips.] Do that too, it'll get your lower back.

[ You know, if he'd been someone else, they'd probably get punched, but she doesn't even flinch. And yes, that... really did get her lower back, probably evident in the way that quite a bit of tension just leaves her body all at once - which is nice. ]

Jesus. ... Thanks.

[ Aaand his hands are still on her hips. ... Okay, that's kind of nice, too. ]

[SIGHS...]

I know what this sounds like, but do you want a massage?

A massage? Really? [ She looks about as surprised as she sounds - if also amused by, yes, what that sounds like. Ha. ] What exactly did I do to deserve all this extra attention anyway?

[ other than just, apparently, "be really mad". ]

Making myself useful is what relaxes me. [it's not really the 'punching things' that calmed him down, it was watching jayden unwind. he might be overly analytical and he might be no-nonsense, but his heart's as warm as any other person who's dreamed of being a hero since they were a kid.]

[ Jayden already knew he had a warm heart. That much has been obvious to her for a while. And anyway, right now? It's bsolutely thanks to him that she's feeling better at all. If it helps him too, then good.

It's her turn to kiss him on the cheek - little bit of a thank you, little bit also just for the surprise of it. ]

Sure. A massage sounds good. And I'll return the favor if you want.

[ Yep, still sounds much the same. But whatever. She means it. ]

If you must. [yeah right aizawa you haven't had a massage ever since physical therapy

fuckin get one] Your place or mine? [innuendo intended, this time. payback for that embarrassing cheek kiss]

[ Boy, deal with it you're getting one. ]

Right here, right now too kinky for you? 'Cause that's our only option, hate to break it to you.

[ Two can play this game now that he's started it~ ]

We could at least go back to the rooms, you degenerate. [right here on the mats???? where anybody could walk in?????? at least find a dark corner, geez, he's not some mcdonald's date]

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