Tock, tock, tock, thud.

Danny stood in front of the wooden dummy, striking its arms with his own arms. Scarred, calloused, and hardened. He and the dummy were in a recreation of his work out room. The fake morning sun shined through the large windows, and outside was the New York City skyline.

Tock, thud, thud, tock-tock-thud.

Danny was going through one of the many Wing Chun sets he had learned, at a fairly quick speed. He did his best to keep his mind clear of thoughts, to keep himself in a state of focus without distraction.

Thud, tock, thud, tock, thud, thud, tock.

This is what it took to achieve great skill. To flow naturally with the universe and let each movement happen without force. Danny did not strike the dummy; his arms struck all by themselves.

( Tock, thud, thud, tock...tock...thud... )

"HEY!"

Paco hopped up on one of the flesh-couches in the Observation Deck, waving his arms around.

"Anyone who wants to know where the non-creepy toilets are, meet me at the Hub! We'll go and hit the City and I can give you the run-down on what we know about that place so far."

Message delivered, he hopped down and headed for the Hub to meet up with this John guy and his friend.

Luna felt rather disheartened to find that the directional spell Harry had taught her wasn't of much use when there wasn't a magnetic north pole for her wand to find on command, let alone a way to gauge an appropriate direction off of that.  All she had been trying to do was find the media room, but apparently Stacy had other things in mind, for she was now completely and totally lost and had next to no clue how to get back to the Obs Deck to ask for guidance.

A soft 'hmm' escapes as she pauses in her slow meandering steps, wand dangling rather listlessly from her loose fingers as she peers down another hallway in both directions.  Not a person in sight, nor a book.  She thinks vaguely that this probably isn't a good thing, though she can't really make herself believe that any part of the ship will manage to be deserted for long; the Obs Deck was completely packed, filled with more people than the Great Hall after a Quidditch match, and from what she had heard, that hadn't been nearly all of the passengers.  Still, the lack of people is a little unnerving, and the silence reminds her more than a little bit of the Department of Mysteries, most definitely a moment that she doesn't want to relive while alone in a dark hallway.

"Point Me," she says again, wand held flat on her palm.  She watches as it spins hopelessly, feeling rather despondent.  Sighing, she pulls her Spectrespecs over her eyes, figuring that she can at least keep an eye out for Wrackspurts.  The last thing she needs right now is her brain to go fuzzy.

Wyn huffs irritably, giving the door of the Engineering Lab what's probably the fiftieth glance. She honestly didn't expect what's-his-name to be on time, but this is getting a bit ridiculous. She's sitting on an oddly fleshy stool, makeshift bag full of tools (and an omnicom) sitting on the floor next to her, trying to think of a plan.

Might as well use the downtime for something useful, right?

Sharp Tongue's been avoiding the city since she woke up. It's instinctive for a raptor. The buildings, the streets, it's all very human and therefore not something that makes her feel welcome. To make matters worse, it's larger and far more sophisticated than the settlement she knew from the edge of her tribe's territory.

But still, it does demand her investigation if no one is going to stop her from poking around. She is a shaman and there are strange, unknown things. It's her duty to look.

The raptor stalks along the city's streets, claws clicking on stone and concrete and other forms of alien paving, head weaving back and forth in a wary fashion, and a stream of soft muttering going meant for her ears alone.

"Strange place. Very empty. No prey. No hunters. No plants. No life..."

It's not just broken. The brokenness of this place was obvious from the first step she'd taken into the city. No, this is all dead.

(OOC: Sharp Tongue's wandering all over the city. Feel free to dictate where you come across her if you want.)