A (not so) Quick Work Out [open]

[battorch]

When not working a particular shift at a department, and when taking a 'break' from work in general, Tim was prone to doing some working out and training. If he was going to be out of any one of his departments, for any given time, he might as well spend it keeping himself in shape and his body honed. It was productive and sometimes it could help him think. And it was certainly better than spending any pauses he had by idling. He couldn't afford to do that.

As Red Robin, it was easiest to just work out in Hydroponics, if he were doing straight up working out, practising with his staff and enjoying the more open feeling. He'd set up training runs and he could work with weapons in relative seclusion. In those instances, he would focus more on balance and take a calmer, slower route, using the lesser muscles and doing more work with the finer aspects of martial arts.

But, from time to time, the simpler ways to work out (as opposed to running simulations of gang wars, target practise, weapons training, etc) had a lot of merit themselves. Plus, sometimes it was nice to work out without being weighted down by leather and kevlar, which was a luxury he couldn't always afford on the ship. In those cases, Tim would be brought to the Sensoriums, where he could use the simulations to call up a virtual gym. Plus, the locale had the added bonus of him being able to use the illusory capabilities to hide that he was maybe a little too well muscled for a teenaged social worker, and it could cover up any questionable scars that showed. He could play the role of a normal, active teenager, there, easier than elsewhere.

For the time being, Tim had called up the scene of a gym, sports equipment scattered for him to use as he might. And it was good that, in a moment's notice, he could change it all over again-- to an ice rink for a more literal cool down, or to a field, for instance. A little lonely, playing alone? Tim certainly didn't mind. It was an effective enough workout, if nothing else. Tim stretched whilst he ran over the options in his mind.

((ooc: Feel free to join him as either RR or as Tim. c: And if you want anything in specific, just let me know!))

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[morganknight]

As was his running gag wont, Morgan had obliviously failed to notice that the Sensorium he had stepped into as occupied. For some distance, no less. Actually, by the time he actually processed where he was, he was midway through a distracted series of reps with a hand weight. He eyed the weight curiously.

"Huh. What did I miss here?"

[battorch]

The teen turned his eyes over to the other man-- Morgan, whom he of course recognised. He still didn't know him overly well, despite working with him, and this could, perhaps, be as good a time as any to rectify that. Of course, the response itself was kind of strange.

"What, is working out just second nature to you?" he joked, trying for a half smile as he finished stretching.

[morganknight]

"After two decades of it, which is the vast majority of my life, it ought to be. Though if given my choice, I prefer the more insane versions like transferring rice from a low bowl to a high bowl with chopsticks, one grain at a time, by doing suspended crunches."

His tone is light, but he's dead serious.

"How's the martial arts stuff coming on your end?"

Morgan, you idiot, you aren't supposed to fail to notice he's not in costume.

[battorch]

"Fair enough," Tim laughed at first. And of course Morgan was into that kind of intense thing. Tim'd never been a big fan himself, preferring, mainly, the more practical forms of martial arts. "I'm not quite that much of a veteran."

He was about to say more, but he shut up a little too abruptly at that. Did Morgan honestly already figure it out? Had Tim slipped somehow?

"Martial arts?" he echoed. But he kind of doubted playing dumb was going to do him much good right now.

I opt for Hydroponics!

[hit-girl-mindy.livejournal.com]

Here in Hydroponics Red Robin would get the feeling he was being watched and then she came out of shadows: she was good at that, really. Hit Girl knew enough to keep her persona as Mindy different: the two of them had only met in passing after all, and it was always important she keep her identity a secret.

For now she watched his stance, thinking of what she had learned from Morgan only a day before (if time actually counted for anything on this damn ship).

"Let me guess: Robin, right?"

[battorch]

Tim noticed being watched easily enough-- he was honed to noticing those sorts of things, after all-- but he remained silent on the matter. Instead, he kept his eyes open for whoever it was keeping an eye on him from out of sight.

Once she spoke, he turned himself quickly, orientating on the voice with a frown. He recognised it-- he'd met Hit Girl in passing a few times, and had heard her speak at the martial arts meeting. They'd just never spoken at length.

"Red Robin," he correct plainly and carefully. He didn't like the association of 'Robin'-- if only because that implied a prior knowledge of him. "Hit Girl, if I remember correctly?"

[hit-girl-mindy.livejournal.com]

"Red Robin then," Hit Girl said. "Just as well with the distinction: I've heard that name tossed around the ship a few times, I didn't know if you were the one." Actually, she'd had a mission with Nightwing too, although that one was so lame with all the damn taking and government shit it had made her head spin.

"That's right. Didn't figure you on being here. Hydroponics is usually all peace and koombayah and shit. So I was wondering if I could watch, maybe practice with you a bit."

[battorch]

Tim nodded. "Fair enough. There are enough of the 'hero types' on board that those unfamiliar with us could get some mixed up." At least, he supposed so. Some of them were intuitively obvious, he thought.

With a clipped laugh, he said, "Nothing wrong with having a place of peace for people. I'd just rather use the tranquility for training." A beat, then he smirked faintly and said, "You're more than welcome to practise with me. A new partner can be beneficial."

Hydroponics---Red Robin?

[morphitudinous]

It had been some time since Billy had had a chance to really focus on his workouts. It had been two hours of maintenance every day for as long as he could remember, but he had neglected to learn new things or really focus on his technique. Finally, the department seemed settled, and he could take some hours off to do just that.

He set off for Hydroponics in his training clothes, one or two weapons strapped to his back. On the field, he could focus and take his time without the constant threat of interruption---or so he hoped.

Unfortunately, he found that his chosen spot would involve interrupting someone already there. Red Robin, the reclusive coworker. He would leave him alone, but only after a minute of curious observation. They knew each other as tinkerers, not warriors....and unsurprisingly, his coworker was good at both.

He resisted the temptation to call out, instead simply seeing what he could learn.

[battorch]

Red Robin, while focused primarily on his training, paying careful attention to his staff weapon, was not so wrapped up as to not notice that approach and arrival of another person. He was sensitive to the movements around him, and he felt, after only a moment, the presence of someone else in the area. It wasn't like they were hiding themselves either.

For a moment, he was silent, not giving away the notice, but it seemed to not be a problem, and he finally spared a subtle glance over-- to see Billy, the head of one of his frequented departments. He nearly smirked a little, when he saw what the apparent purpose of his being there was, and his curiosity rose.

"Planning on training?" Tim asked suddenly, without really breaking his own movements.

[morphitudinous]

Of course he was spotted. Billy nodded, feeling just a little awkward. And startled. Nothing slipped past Red Robin.

"I was, but I'll find another spot, don't worry. I've just never seen you at work before. Honestly, I almost forgot that you were a fighter when we spent all that time in the laboratory."

They'd spent all their time in the lab, after all.

[battorch]

Tim slowed his movements, taking pause before he turned his attention more fully toward his coworker. He frowned faintly.

"I've generally been pretty intellectually focused. But I can't let my physical training slip either, you know." He paused, then said, "You don't have to find another spot. I don't mind the company while training." Provided it didn't interfere. And honestly, he was interested in seeing a bit more of Billy's capabilities.

Tim?

[hi_there_aliens]

So he was probably a little out of shape. Daniel usually worked out with Jack. Teal'c and Sam occasionally, but they sometimes got a little too crazy for him. Teal'c, every now and then, would forget he was dealing with a scholar than another Jaffa and Sam...? Sam was crazier than both Jack and Teal'c when it came to physical drills. Not that Jack made things easy for him. Sam was just worse. She'd probably; put the drill instructors to shame. Not to mention out of a job if she ever wanted theirs. The woman had an insane amount of endurance and determination, not to mention enthusiasm, and a way of pushing you past your limits.

Jack and Teal'c didn't seem to have any problem following along. Maybe it was just him. The fact was that he'd gotten lax without any of them nagging him out of his office. While he didn't see the appeal of physical drills over a good archaeological find, he did need to keep himself in shape. It could make all the difference out on a mission.

Daniel stepped into the sensorium. A virtual world wasn't his ideal place to exercise, but no one else needed to see an archaeologist huffing and puffing his way around the city.

"Mind if I join you?"

[battorch]

Tim looked up, a little bit of surprise on his face as he did so, but he quickly changed it a warm smile. With a nod, he straight up and finished stretching out.

"You're welcome to," he said in a friendly tone, half-waving. "It's not like I need the whole room to myself, just to work out, right?" A beat, and then, "Good to see you again."

[hi_there_aliens]

"Good to see you too," Daniel answered with a small smile. Looked like Tim had a head start, but at least he didn't mind sharing a sensorium. "Yeah, just working out."

At least it was Tim and not someone like John or Ash, who'd probably be judging him on everything, waiting for him to do it wrong. Tim seemed friendly enough. "So what are you starting on?

[battorch]

Tim stretched out again, letting out a thoughtful hum as he considered that.

"I was thinking of just doing some sport stuff," he admitted. "You know, have a little fun while working on cardio, or something. Instead of just doing weights like I normally would."

Hydroponics!

[combustible_me]

Ellyn is not training. Though maybe she ought to think about training without pyromancy, at some point. Admittedly the thought would have to trickle through her thick skull, first.

No, today finds her walking around, mostly so her cotton ball sized bat can find some sustenance among the fruits of Hydroponics. The tiny fellow is off who knows where, while Ellyn herself has settled at the base of a tree.

Upon seeing Red Robin, though, she offers a grunt of greeting.

[battorch]

Tim looked up when he heard Ellyn come back and, of course, her greeting. He lowered his staff somewhat as he looked up to her, letting out his own 'hn' of greeting.

Then, he asked, "How's the new pet faring?"

[combustible_me]

"'E's doin' fine. 'Round here somewhere," she said, waving a hand. "Eatin'. Plenty things 'e likes ta eat here, so, happy bat."

The pyromancer had no clue of the irony of that statement.

"Ya busy workin' out?" Ellyn grunted. "Mebbe I oughtta think 'bout watchin' ya. 'Less ya hate an audience. I might learn somethin'."

Hydroponics

[bonnypiperlad]

Hydroponics, in Jamie's opinion, is one of the best areas in the ship. Not only are there wide open green spaces and interesting beasties, there's plenty of trees available to use for gathering fruit, or climbing...or sleeping under.

It's that last one he's doing when the sound of someone or something nearby gradually sinks into his awareness, driving away the rather lovely dream he's been having. With a yawn, he sits up, blinking rather sleepily before looking around to try and figure out what woke him up in the first place.

The sight of Red Robin practicing with his staff catches his attention. Apart from trying to learn how to wield the halberd during the Ranger practice sessions, Jamie hasn't had a lot of experience with staff fighting, and he watches with interest, only speaking up after a particularly interesting move.

"Hey, what's that you've done there?"

[battorch]

Tim isn't surprised, exactly, when Jamie speaks up, though he'd not entirely registered that he was there. Since Jamie had been sleeping, he hadn't quite taken full notice, even though he really should have paid more attention.

"Jamie," he greets with a nod, pausing in his movements for a moment. "I'm practising some combination moves. That was mostly Capoeira," he explained. The staff was good for some added balance with some of the more elaborate leg moves, too.

[bonnypiperlad]

"Capo...what?" he asks, baffled by the unfamiliar word. It wouldn't be the first time that something comes up that's confused him, not by a long shot, although at least it doesn't appear that he's opting to pretend like he understands it this time around.

Instead, he's apparently opting for the asking lots and lots of questions route, as it's occurred to him that that could come in handy during a fight. Assuming, of course, it's a form he's capable of learning.

"Is it something that's hard to do?"

Hydroponics

[thisclinchesit]

Shoutarou found himself checking this place as part of a patrol from time to time - making sure that things were going well here following the attack of a particular maniac some time before their shore leaves. That, and the natural-ish setting of the place had a bit of a calming effect. Much more than the City did. Given the chaotic piecemeal jigsaw puzzle nature of it, the illusion of it could be very quickly shattered.

His wandering brings him to Red Robin's training area, though, and for a bit, he watches.

[battorch]

Tim eventually becomes aware, bit by bit, that he's being watched. He's observant enough, even if he's a little distracted by practising some moves, slow and deliberate, using the staff for balance.

After a moment, though, he turns his attention slightly away from what he's doing, looking up through the cowl at Shoutarou. "Just here to watch?" he calls, something edging on a challenge in his voice. Not that he actually minds, much (or else he wouldn't be exercising in Hydroponics).

[thisclinchesit]

There's a bit of movement as the detective moves off of a tree he had been leaning against a bit. "I was just in the neighborhood to tell the truth, but if you're up for it, I won't turn you down," he answers, stepping in Tim's direction.