A Man In Time You'll Be [Closed]

[morphitudinous]

Training, Billy found, was a fairly comfortable and predictable routine once a few weeks had passed. This comfort did not include the physical variety, as the scattered bruises across his skin would make obvious, but the pattern of down and up was easily adjusted to. Even the pain and humiliation were slightly dulled, replaced by a somber but almost-neutral expression.

Emphasis on the 'almost', because he only managed to make eye contact with the others during combat when it was required (and logical, really), and he was far quieter than anyone who knew him may have expected. As any bullied geek soon learned, the best way to avoid punishment was to draw as little attention to yourself as possible.

At the end of a training day, therefore, Billy wanted nothing more than to exit quietly and avoid further scrutiny. Unfortunately, the very things he'd been trying to do to prevent unwanted attention would draw it today.

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[governorkang]

Kang laughed, knowing exactly who Billy was referring to, "Oh, don't worry. I wasn't kidding when I said the more Grif bitches, the harder we'll make it for him. Eventually, he should learn to shut up and do as he's told. If not... well, it's his own damn fault." The man was beyond annoying, which made him enjoy inflicting the 'torture' even more.

"Hey, after all the help you've given me with physics and chemistry, the least I can do is help you with something. Besides, you'd do the same for me."

[morphitudinous]

With a fond headshake, he declared "Of course. There wouldn't even be a question." Friends helped each other. This was just picking up where Jason and Tommy had left off. Idly, he wondered how well they would fare in the sparring---better than him to be sure, but could any of his newer friends best them? That was an odd thought.

With a grateful smile, he propped himself up on the bar. "Are there further issues in need of attention?" He hoped this wouldn't take too much longer. He really wanted a shower, even if sonics were no substitute for water. After training, he sometimes wondered if Renne would gag on his scent if he came too close.

[governorkang]

"No, that was it. You're free to go," Kang waved a hand towards the door with a smile. That was one good thing about being a reptile; he didn't have sweat glands, so he didn't have to worry near as much about staying clean.