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Faster, faster faster! The world was a blur of color around him.

Sure the colors were mostly muted and dark, empty buildings and such but that didn't matter.

All that mattered was Beastboy had energy to burn and some hardcore parkour was the ticket. Up the fire escape in monkey form, powerful arms propelling him up over the side of the building into wolf form racing, claws scraping along the stone to the edge.

The leap was graceful and made his stomach flip. Even knowing he could shift into a flying creature and save himself if he missed it didn't make the loss of gravity any easier.

He hit the next building too hard and shifted into armadillo form bouncing and rolling along the ground protected by a hardened shell.

Unfortunately blindness came with this protection and he bounced clean off the other side of the building. He shifted back mid fall and let out a yelp before shifting into monkey form again and grabbing hold of a window pole flinging himself through the air and shifting to hawk form.

That would have been so cool if I'd meant to do it.

Continuing the push for adrenaline Beastboy raced about the city in various animal forms exploring at a near frantic pace.

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Training was a lot of work. It meant getting up early, eating only what she could for a mild breakfast, and then starting off on a long run through the City. She was a little winded fifty minutes into her jog, but she kept moving, knowing that in the long run, it would help her out in the training sessions on the ship.

A clop clop clop would announce the arrival of Beastboy catching up with her. He'd spotted her from the sky and swooped in to join her on her run. It was significantly slower then the pace he'd been moving at but it was nice to catch his breath.

He curled his lips in a horsey smile and trotted along at her side.

Laurie recognized the green of the green horse. She smiled and gave a wave, slowing her quick-paced jog into a light one.

Shifting again he was in his normal form jogging along, a bit less co-ordinated then in his beast forms, "Sup pretty lady? Going my way?" He wiggled his eyebrows with a grin.

Laurie laughed softly at the joke. "Yes."

He turned to run backwards not paying attention where he was going in naturally.

"So what's up? Everything's starting to calm down now that Mr. tall dark and ugly is being treated in the med bay."

"That was pretty scary," Laurie said. "But at least they have everything under control now." She turned her head to him, swiping her ponytail over her shoulder.

"Ah nothing we can't handle." He gave her an eager thumbs up, "As long as we keep our heads we can handle anything."

Of coarse fate wouldn't let him be so cocky. As he was trying to reassure her he ran smack bam into a street sign.

Struck in the back of the head his feet flew out from under him and he crashed to the ground rolling awkwardly.

"I'm OK." He muttered into the pavement.

Laurie put a hand to her mouth to hide her smile. Beastboy was really a very comical person. She stopped and bent over, taking his hand and helping him up. "Really?"

He grinned sheepishly blushing from the ground, "What's another concussion? In my line of work you collect em like old newspapers." He joked grunting as he sat up and rubbed his head.

Laurie still held his hand. "You must be a very strong hero if those don't do anything to you."

His blush deepened and he gave her hand a squeeze, "Heh, I'm pretty durable you know? Or maybe just stubborn."

"Durable's good. Stubborn's good." She liked how his hand felt in hers. "Just make sure to look in front of you, too."

His smile was bright and eyes flashed with excitement, "I'm enjoying the view in front of me right now." He purred his eyes meeting hers. His stomach fluttered a bit and he felt a quick swell of pride at how smooth he hoped that sounded. His voice did crack a bit unfortunately.

Laurie's face was red ten-fold. But she still smiled happily and tried to keep control of her speech process. "M-me too." She had her hands behind her back, twining her fingers together. She tried very hard to continue looking at Beastboy's face instead of at her feet.

He helped himself up and winked, "Way cute." He added wiggling his ears, "So where were ya headed? Anywhere particular?"

If Laurie's face could ever be simply completely red, then right now, it would put all the hues of red to shame. "Th-thank you."

This time she did look at her feet, but only for a few seconds, before looking back up at Beastboy, confident. "I'm just getting some exercise this morning. Nowhere in particular."

"Nice, room for one more?" He offered rubbing the back of his head where he'd struck it, "I'm feeling a little pent up today and could use the fun."

"Sure." She nodded her head. "Spot gets like that too. So I usually have to take him for his lunch-time walk every odd day of the week."

"A doglike thing after my own heart." He shifted into puppy form and barked tail wagging wildly as he scampered circles around her.

Laurie smiled. "You guys should play together sometime. He really likes it when you hang out with him."

He shifted back, "Maybe when we're done jogging, so long as you're gonna hang out too. Spot doesn't hold a candle to you."

Laurie blushed. "Of course!"

Marco eyed the shifting green thing leaping about the city as he walked back to Cassie's house. The last time he'd encountered it, the thing had turned into a tiger on him - it may be some harmless animal at the moment, but he knew that might not last long.

Keeping it an eye on it, Marco pretended everything was normal and just kept walking - if he ignored it, it might ignore him. But if he started morphing? It might interpret that as a threat.

Beastboy was for the time being oblivious to Marco continuing his acrobatics through the air and across the buildings, in Octopus form he moved like a spider across a powerline that was no longer in service before shifting to turtle form and bouncing his way down the phone pole along each hook.

Once on the street he shifted into horse again dashing along the sidewalk and jumping over a felled mailbox and skidding to a stop at a soda machine.

It seemed so out of place, a soda machine in a ruined city but there it was. The horse examined it carefully, and then kicked at it with a hoof.

The machine made a horrible crashing noise and spilled out at least fifty cans of soda which began spitting and hissing, showering the area in sticky sugary liquid causing the horse to whinny and shift back into Beastboy flailing about.

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