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Dinah Laurel Lance ([personal profile] serinusniger) wrote in [community profile] shatterverse2008-06-03 04:09 pm

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At a time that's not the time they're all in Metropolis, there is a pair of fishnet tights out in the training field.

They're being worn by Dinah, who is stretching and warming up and waiting to see who's going to turn up for a training session, which is really the only reason you'd ctach her at the farm these days.

[identity profile] no-devo-quotes.livejournal.com 2008-06-03 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Sonia is pretty much always going to turn up. Training is important, and one of the things that makes her feel vaguely normal. Even in bizarre clothing.

Although for once, she's feeling not so tired and more peppy. Which is nice.

She even manages a smile with her, "Hey."

[identity profile] no-devo-quotes.livejournal.com 2008-06-03 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Pretty good!" Almost chirping. Yeah. "Guess whatever was goin' on with me, I got over it. Maybe I'll get back to bein' my old size, too...

"Anyway, what's on for today?"

[identity profile] no-devo-quotes.livejournal.com 2008-06-03 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Having a choice in training situations is somewhat novel. Despite having had to train on her own for a little while.

"I was wonderin'... if maybe I could get some practice with... y'know, not hittin' too hard. Sort of." Since it looks like she will be stuck around people that will easily go squish!
heartofthedream: Smile (Working in the Feilds)

[personal profile] heartofthedream 2008-06-03 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, that settles it. Fishnets and people in a field.
She completed the faces she was looking for from her original list.

It being her second day, she's come out in a blue tank top and a pair of black pants, neither too loose or too tight, and her hair braided down her back. She came prepared, in case. It didn't hurt to be respectful toward their aims.


Jean stopped at perimeter of what she assumed was the practice area, raising a hand to shade her eyes as she watched the two women.
heartofthedream: Smile (Thoughtful and Aloof)

[personal profile] heartofthedream 2008-06-03 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey."

Her expression is clear, with the smallest hint of smile but more a look of apraising.

"That was pretty impressive."
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[personal profile] heartofthedream 2008-06-03 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe next time I can join you. Are you out here most mornings?"

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[identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com 2008-06-04 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Angela has been for a run, and ends her run at the training field. This must be Dinah.

"Um. Hi," she says.

[identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com 2008-06-04 08:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Pretty well. Um...Mel told me I ought to see you?" She grins, a little awkwardly.

[identity profile] angela-edmunds.livejournal.com 2008-06-04 10:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. Before I came here, I was set to take my karate brown-belt but...yeah, came here instead. So Mel thought I should train with you."

[identity profile] sworntoalostgod.livejournal.com 2008-06-04 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Oliver is here early and gives Dinah a short bow and smile of greeting. He's shaved, in clean clothes, and sipping at a mug of coffee, with only circles under the eyes to hint that he didn't get a good night's sleep.

[identity profile] sworntoalostgod.livejournal.com 2008-06-05 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Got caught up reading, I'm afraid," Oliver replies easily.

Totally not brooding over zombie-related adventures, that's him.

[identity profile] sworntoalostgod.livejournal.com 2008-06-06 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Since Oliver had his half-truths moderately planned out, he doesn't mind.

A bit more animated, he replies, "The poetry of William Blake - quite an interesting fellow, from what I read of the introduction. Had visions from God. As a poet, I find his work very--"

Oliver stops himself from further geeking out.

"-- Ah, forgive me, this is hardly why I'm here."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-06-07 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Kate's been keeping up her practice and training so she headed out to the field, glad for some company out here. She immediately went into some stretches to loosen up her muscles.

"Morning."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-06-07 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
She beamed back, "Yeah. You?" Stretching her arms out by looping the one arm over the other at the elbow with the one stretched out across her chest. Good for stretching the upper arm muscles near the shoulder.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2008-06-07 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh no? Got a place in Metropolis right?"