trans_9 | Combat Training, pt. 1 [Open to Outsiders and masochists]

Chase stands at one end of the room, left fairly blank for the moment, looking over those who've chosen to respond to the open invitation to get in some more training, watching for reactions as much as anything while he speaks.

"For those who don't know, I am Adam Chase, Chases-Parked-Cars. You can call me Chase. In fact, you will call me Chase. And regardless of ability, you will call each other by name while here. We are all soldiers in the same war. I am just a soldier with knowledge that can and will save some of your lives. I will teach it, and in the process, I will find out what you can do and learn from you too.

You can and will use whatever the hell kind of language you fucking want with me, and with each other. I do not like people censoring themselves without need. If you have something to say, say it, and say it quick. If you are offended by my fucking mouth, this is not going to work well.

While in here, I am teaching, you are learning. You will do what I say, or you will leave. However, if you have questions, any questions, or wish to question my methods, say so, godsdamnit. Always question authority - it is the only weapon soldiers have against stupid fucking orders. Be warned - if you question me, I will make you run, I will make you do painful but productive drills, and I may kick your ass - because any authority will do that or worse if you open your mouth when they think you shouldn't. This is not punishment, this is a lesson. Question authority, face the fucking consequences of pissing off authority, and do not stop out of fear of punishment. It may hurt, but unlike some authority, I will answer your questions, even if you piss me off.

That does not mean I brook disobedience. If you're going to learn, you'll do as you're told. Sometimes you have to suck it up, and believe me, I will not be doing anything for no reason. You just get to ask questions along the way.

This is not mandatory. Anyone may leave any time they wish. If you choose to leave because you're bored, or its too hard, good riddance. But I promise you, you make it through all of my classes, I will fight beside you, I will go to hell and back for you, and if necessary, I will die for you, the same way I would for any of the people I trained with back home.

Everyone is going to learn some basics, and everyone is going to learn some small unit tactics, some infiltration and some wetworks. After you know the basics, I will start working with each of you on individual combat styles. I know at least parts of a dozen fighting styles, armed and unarmed, plus long range weapons - but there are some things we'll be getting to first.

I will warn you. This will often not be fun. You will leave my training tired and bruised, and wake up with sore muscles in places you didn't know you had muscles. I do not go easy. There will be days where you hate me, to which I say, good. As long as you know there is a reason for it, and keep coming back.

Any questions?"

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Kaya had no questions. She started with the rolls, since it was actually one of the signature things she was good at. These she breezed through and relished that, knowing that the other exercises were going to be much harder.

And they were: she was already breaking a sweat when she went for the army crunches, and once she was doing the claps she was definitely feeling the burn. The Muay Thai push ups were the most exhausting of all to her, but after she was done with these, she returned to the rolls, then the kip ups. She was definitely starting to feel an ache, but she was also smiling.

"Not bad at all. Knew, from talking to Nima, that most benders have some martial arts training, but wasn't sure how much. That's solid work... just make sure on the push ups you get all the way down."

"It isn't just bending," Kaya informed Chase. When I was brought here and was told about the Ohm, I knew I had to learn different ways of fighting. Being a waterbender would make me pretty defenseless if we were in a place without water. So I trained, first with a sisterhood, then with Kang and Ronon. The former was for body building, like now, the latter for weapon proficiency."

As she was saying this, she started with the hand clap push ups, taking Chase's instructions and going all the way down.

"There's better ways of boy building than this, as a goal of its own, and I hope some people get up to that too." Which he's probably not a stranger to. "Main goal of these specific exercises is what Jack called plyometrics or some shit. Training rapid motion and explosive power into specific muscles you use to get back on your feet. What weapons are you proficient with?"

"I don't have a problem doing different kinds of exercises, that's what getting stronger is all about." She tried to sound cheerful, but it was hard to do when she had to master all of the exercising. "I am pretty darn fast thanks to the sister clan, but I wouldn't mind more training."

"Specifically? I know the ins and outs of a sword and a small blade. But I should tell you I'm not exactly looking forward to training with a gun."

"Then we probably won't work with guns very long. I want you to be proficient, get to know your way around one for emergencies, but I'd rather just get you to proficient, then take advantage of what you're good at. Use all that speed and ability to move in small spaces, then pair you with a sniper to get you in where you'll do the most good. That'll do everyone more good than fighting with what you don't want to learn... and that's what small unit is all about. Know what everyone can do, and optimize everyone's skill set as a unit. Either way, hit me up any time. I want to get everyone as trained up as possible."

"I can do that," Kaya said. "I'm pretty good with speed, disarmament and my bending, so that is what I'll concentrate on. If I have to learn to be good with a gun, I'll do that too. I know it'll come in handy someday, and I need to get over my reluctance with that. But I don't want to get used it, still. It's just a preference of mine."

"And we'll get you over it, but it won't be a major focus. Other people will spend more time with guns, learn how to cover and support you. With all the speed, and working in concert with your bending, I'd like to get you started on some muay thai footwork, awareness drills and caporeia before too long. You have any issues working with Ronnae?"

Kaya nodded eagerly. "Those re all arts I was interested in to begin with, actually. They emphasize more the art that I'm used to."

She grinned. "As she's one of my closest friends? Not really. But we'll be serious, don't think we'll be goofing off. Me and Beastboy are co-captains of the Outsiders: we'll definitely be involved in this."

Though she might want to ask Beastboy personally about this vow.

"I've watched you and Ronnae doing the exercises. I'm not worried about you goofing off. I'm naming her one of my unit leaders, based on her previous command experience. You two have both had advanced enough hand to hand work, I'm going to get you started on some awareness and basic tac drills a little sooner. Get to the point you're comfortable doing twenty kipups and twenty muay thai push-ups even when you're exhausted... then you two come back and I'll get you started on a clock drill. Til then... lots, and lots of crunches and push ups."

"Right," Kaya said, not at all disheartened by any of this. This was what you did when you had teacher, you made a schedule, you got your things going. She had no issue with the training it would take.

"We'll be giving you our all," she said, getting started on her crunches again.

"I've been watching you work long enough to know you will. Keep it up, you're doing well." Sincere praise for students going about it the right way.

Combat Training, pt. 1 [Open to Outsiders and masochists]

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Cause he likes girls who go all the way down...

Kaya: O.O

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