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[Ever since Ken got back to base after Sol Saviour's first combination, all anyone might have seen of him in the time since is, well...]

WUOOOOOOOH!

[Him taking his training regimen to new, absurd levels. He didn't go anywhere without weights the lengths of his forelimbs. Several push ups, pull ups, sit ups, and whatever else he could think of were made before and after he entered every room. And that little gym he made for himself in the 'fake' city which covers the entrance of the base? Yeah, that's getting some real usage as he punches pretty much everything he can. Interrupt...?]

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[Or do you want to try approaching him when he's in his room instead? Removing the weights as he readies for bed, Ken cringes several times over as he moves his hands over bruises, before returning to a default, sullen mood.]



...Who's there?
star_of_sad: (Unease)

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It's me, Setsuko. It's just me.

Are you...

[Stupid question. Of course he's not alright.]

Can we talk?
star_of_sad: (Ugh!)

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A-ah, yes!

[Setsuko turns, but not fast enough to avoid catching a glimpse or two.]

What were you up to?

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empress_without_a_throne: (Irritation)

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Ken.

[So much noise coming from your little mancave, Ken. More than enough for Mizuki to track you down.]

What are you doing.
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Wrong answer. Training is when you're in a controlled environment and there's some moderation in what you do. This is just very fanciful self-mutilation.

When's the last day you've taken it easy after we fought the Indalph?

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ugyuuya: Yuuya Annoyed (Yuuya Annoyed)

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It's me, you taken it upon yourself to punish your failures there Ken?

[Yuuya leans against the door and gives a look at the younger man that is part annoyance, part concern, and part nostalgia.]

You know if we had to sortie right now you wouldn't be up at your full potential. Could you deal with that if something else happened out there?
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I'm trying to offer up some advice as a concerned team mate. This [Yuuya firmly pokes a still healing cut in the center of a larger bruise with his knuckle] is not healthy and is probably doing more harm then good.

[Yuuya goes and pulls out a chair from the desk and sits facing Ken.]

I get that you're feeling guilty and understand that. I killed a member of my flight flying fancy and accidentally starting a landslide which buried and crushed his TSF. That was something I did on accident and is my guilt to bear, you didn't directly harm Sarah or do anything that led to her capture.

I've done what you're doing and almost crippled myself doing it, the only reason I didn't is because someone came and found me desperately trying to keep a set of weights from crashing down and crippling my left shoulder.

You keep going like this and you'll wind up in the infirmary for a sprain or worse, that is assuming something disastrous doesn't happen and leave you buried under a pile of scrap you built into another training machine.

Now I'm sitting here trying to help as an apology for our first meeting. I'd like it if we could properly bury the hatchet on our initial feud and focus on what's going to be important ahead.

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actuallyselfish: (Is there a wolf behind me?)

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"Ah!" Dido says, hopping back a bit form the room entrance. "Well..."

Her head lowers. "Nothing, no one. Nevermind."

She turns to go. You notice that she seems to be clutching something in her off-hand.
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"Well..." Dido steps into the room and opens her hand, revealing a medicinal jar.

"I heard–literally heard, mind you–that you were training yourself down to the bone. So I bought you some Tiger Balm."

She holds it out. "Tiger for ScarleTiger. It's a pun. Heh." She adds tonelessly.

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tillallareone: (And Roll Out!)

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[There's the sound of a truck rumbling by, coming to a halt next to the gym. Should Ken go to take a look he'd see a very familiar one indeed.]

Ken.

[One of the doors opens up on its own, allowing him entrance.]

If it is alright, could you accompany me on a drive into the city?
tillallareone: (And Roll Out!)

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[The door closes as Ken hauls himself into the seat. Admittedly at first glance you'd believe it to be a regular truck cab. Then taking a second look you'd notice all sorts of things... small screens and displays with all sorts of information flowing through - waveforms and numbers and an alien language flowing through. In any case, Optimus gets moving again as he drives through the empty roads of the false city.]

... Are you alright?

[A rather open ended question to ask... did Optimus mean Ken's state after the tremendous exertion from training... or did he mean what he felt after the mission?]

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Ara, ara...What a cute little idiot.

[The sound of a woman giggling can be heard, echoing around the gym.]
way_of_bloodshed: (I'm so embarassed~)

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Show myself? How forward...But, I'm right up here.

[Up in the shadows of the ceiling, sitting on one of the support beams, is a woman-one with long blonde hair, ridiculously tight pants, and some kind of suit that's laughably small for her prodigious chest.]

Aaaah, to get the attentions of such a young boy...
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