Training Gym - Brotherhood Headquarters - Staten Island

This gym is considerably smaller than the main one. Its floor and the bottom half of its walls are completely covered with blue gym mats that provide protection from painful bumps and bruises. There is a small store room which holds specialized training equipment, but mostly those in training just go in against each other here.

There are also large hooks hanging from the ceiling from which punching bags or tackling dummies can be mounted. Foldable gymnastics equipment can find barely enough room to be set up here, but it is provided nonetheless. On the door there is a timetable grid which residents can use to schedule themselves some time in here, though as is noted on the sign, open slots are available on a first come, first served basis.

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A sound can be heard coming from the room... a rough horse scream of sorts. Upon getting closer one can see what is happening. Wearing something over his face like an umpires mask and thick leather gloves, hugo is currently practicing attacks on two dummies. His style is aggressive but controlled, common to those used to fighting multiple enemies in brawls or street-fights. Oddly enough there is also a good deal of dust and scraps of the dummies on the floor under them. Seems he is training hard as some sweat can be seen on his brow. He gives one dummy a hard kick and then reals back, seemingly prepping to give the other dummy an open handed slap?

Fox is wandering down the hall toward the training room at the moment, wearing his usual workout clothing consisting of black shorts and some awesome velcro shoes. He hears the distinct sound of someone training in the gym. Fox hesitates momentarily, deciding if he should just head toward the larger gym in the catacombs...But he decides to at least see who is in the room. Fox creeps forward and peeks in through the door, watching Hugo train for a few seconds before chuckling to himself as it appears Hugo will bitch-slap the dummy. "Aww...He cheat on you?"

Attrition gives a small chuckle before...foosh his whole hand seems to light up with a foggy sort of light and as hugo slaps it hard a cloud of cloth, dust and strings shoots up from its face. It looks like he took a power sander to the thing. The glow stops and he turns, clutching his stomach as the adrenaline catches up to him. "He...hey fox.. how you doing."

Fox quirks an eyebrow at the scene. He crosses his arms, nodding in approval. "Well that's a pretty nifty gifty ya've got there, mate." He nods again before looking at the floor and shaking his head, making a "Tsk Tsk" sort of noise. "Marrow'd kill ya if she saw this mess." Fox reaches out an arm and snaps his fingers, pointing his thumb up afterward. The dust laying around the room consolidates into a sphere in the approximate center of the general mess. Fox steps forward into the room and grins as the ball floats toward him and into his hand. He looks at Attrition and frowns, noticing he was holding himself. "Y'all right there, mate?"

Attrition gives a small nod as he chuckles. "Yeah... just put too much of myself into this, trying to get used to endurance fighting. Most of what I done is in riots or stuff... angry hurting and then running away." he says before he nods to Fox. "Not bad yourself but yeah.. its pretty useful. Made me had to read a whole bunch though."

Fox nods. "Yeah, riot fighting could prove difficult I suppose. Don't want to hurt the wrong people." He nods again, dropping the dust on the floor in a pile. "Thought you mentioned you were in a riot before, when we met at that pub. Guess you would be, workin' here." He grins again. "So what have you had to read up on, then?"

Attrition gives a small chuckle. "Yeah... mind you.. I beat the living crap out of the guy pretending to be a muttie to start the fight. bloodied him up real good. " he says before he sighs. "Physics.." he just says

Fox chuckles and makes a false pity face. "Oh, you only bloodied him up?" He grins wickedly. "Should 'ave crushed the bastard. " He nods. "At least removed his ability to walk or breed, that'd learn 'im." He shrugs. "Don't know much on physics, meself. Just basic stuff...probably forgot most of it by now, anyway." He quirks a brow. "You in school or somethin'?"

Attrition gives a small shrug. "I was trying to take him in... figure out who the fuck was paying him to pretend to be us. Almost had him too but then gunmen started firing into the crowed and he sliped on me." he says before he shakes his head. "Nah.. not the schooling type. Its for my gift, I bend the laws of physics so might as well know em."

Fox listens to the story and nods. "Ah, if he weren't in such a public place...It's not so hard to get em to speak. Just need to know where to hurt 'em." He looks at the dummy and then down to the pile of dust. "And I think perhaps your power compliments mine quite nicely. You dust 'em, I gain a weapon." He points at the dust pile and it turns into a rather unfriendly looking spike before falling back into a heap.

Attrition gives a small shrug. "I wanted to do it private like.... didn't want to rush and stuff." he says before he gives a small chuckle. " Well.. on people it dosn't leave dust... just kinda rips them up." he says with a small nod.

Fox nods. "I see." This is all he says. He is unfamiliar with the exact specifics of what happened at this riot, so he can't really decide what to say about it. It could be difficult if the other guy didn't want to go anywhere private...which was likely the case since he was a covert. Fox makes a fake frown. "Oh that's too bad. It'd be really traumatizing for some guy to be attacked by the dusted remains of his own arm." He shakes his head. "Oh well."

Attrition gives a small chuckle. "Eh.. kinda has more use this way though... I mean I can do tons of stuff with it... like this." he says and he takes a few steps and then seems to glow...and he slides right across the floor as if on ice.

Fox laughs at Hugo's display. "Oh man. That looks like it could be fun." He nods. "And I suppose it's slightly more useful than powdering everyone down." He nods again then decides to slightly switch subjects. "So uh...I was thinkin' of tryin' out for active combat. Guess I gotta spar with Marrow or Speedo 'fore I can do that." Speedo would be Pietro. "How tough are they?" Fox has already had a run in with Pietro's powers, but he doubts he'd gotten the full brunt of them.

Attrition gives a small nod. "Hmm.. I fought with both of them.. Marrow wont go down for anything. Pietro... if you can land a hit on him... he isn't that tough. I been practicing for a fight with him. Out of the two of them he is the one who I think I have a shot against. I know I can't beat marrow."

Fox nods as he listens to Hugo. "Alrighty. So basically I just gotta slow down Speedo...I don't think that'd be too hard for me." He smirks. "And I'd still like to take a crack at Marrow. No fun unless you try, eh?" He chuckles a bit. "It'd be fun just to see how long I could last."

Attrition gives a small nod. "Oh ...you might be able to take her.. I just can't. Don't think I can really bring myself to really hurt her. I mean... It sucks cause I know how I could beat her but I just couldn't do that to her eh? Seeing someone as strong as her break in any way... man would fuck me up bad you know?"

Fox gives Hugo a ponderous look as he says this. That's a rather odd thing to say. The point of training is to make yourself stronger. "Well...If you know the other person's weakness, you should exploit it. Even if you're just sparring. If you know their weakness, and they know that you know their weakness, then it makes them have to find a way around that flaw." He nods. "You both get stronger out of it."

Attrition gives a small wrinkle of his nose.... "I know her weakness because she told me... not because of any merit.. neh. I would just feal wrong hurting her.. thats all. I mean I will learn from her and train with her but Its weird you know?" he says with a shrug.

Fox quirks his brow. "No...I don't. If she told you her weakness, maybe she was wanting you to try and beat her, eh? Don't see a reason for it otherwise." He shakes his head. "And she's your combat marshal, I'm sure she'd understand if you DID hurt her...so long as it wasn't too badly. It's kind of something that happens when one trains."

Attrition shakes his head. "Neh.. just told me cause I asked her if it hurt.. might not even take her out but I know it can hurt her pretty bad. Just don't like beating up on women, Marrow least of all."

Fox folds his arms again, looking over Hugo. He had a soft spot for Marrow? Fox doesn't know their history, but he suspects he sees Marrow as a role model, the older sister type. He shakes his head. "You know, I could interpret that as your weakness." He gives a small grin. "And if I could see it that way, Im sure someone who actually intended you harm could see it the same way." Fox doesnt intend for this to sound like a threat...but it may sound that way.

Attrition gives a small laugh. "Hmm.. I hope someone tries it... " he says with a dark sort of tone. "They want to see me fight when I am hurt? They got another thing coming." he says with a nod before he cracks his neck slightly. "Sides.. we work well on the feild.. all of us.. should have seen us last time. Sure most of us ended up in the hospital but dam we took alot of em with us."

"Oh?" Fox begins to suspect there is something more than just respect between Hugo and Marrow. He smirks when he hears about the last fight. "Well sucks you got bedded up, but ts good you took em down." He nods. "Hopefully next time Ill be able to help out.""

Attrition gives a small shrug. "Don't like to see her hurt.. but yeah.. some assholes tried to spring an ambush on us... pulled out a whole shitload of guns including somethign that was definatly automatic. I got a whole bunch of shots in me but I took two with me."

Fox frowns at this. "Damn. Guns can be problematic. Long range, accurate, user aint always visible." He shakes his head. "Yer lucky to be alive, mate. Ive seen pissed off humans with guns before. Not pretty." He frowns. "Kind of why I left the military. Had to make a wall to protect me mates...But that ended badly." He shrugs. "Well, We were all fine, but they wanted me for something else afterward."

Attrition gives a small nod. "I imagine so.... trying to see if they can inject your genes.. make more of you im sure." he says with a nod before he sighs. "Marrow and Pietro really shone there.. turns out the bastard can dodge bullets... well a little. Some got him too. As for me well... if I get you right you can only get one shot on me..."

Fox nods. Pietro's fast enough to speed bullets. That could be difficult to deal with, but Pietro also seems so far to only be good at close range...And Fox can keep people at bay easy enough. "Oh?" He's not quite sure what that means, the getting one shot part, but he's sure hell figure it out soon enough. Fox has stopped bullets before, but he was in a desert when that happened. "Well I'm glad everyone's well trained here." He nods.

Attrition gives a small nod before he chuckles. "Lucky to be alive too. .but next time we run into those bastards... its cause of them that I recomended to marrow that we train with paintguns. I mean, its all well and good that one of us can kick anyones ass in a good fight..but any idiot with a gun could still give us a challange if they have distance and vantage."

Fox nods. "Training with guns isnt a bad idea...But paint guns?" He frowns. "Im not too familiar with them meself, but I dont think theyre auto weapons, are they?" He shakes his head again. "You should probably train with something that can shoot faster." He ponders for a moment. "Also, I dont know how familiar yall are with guns, but someone whos used to handling them might be better than someone whos not."

Attrition gives a small chuckle. "Not too familiar with em..but I can tell you this... If you can't stop my stupid ass from shooting you with a paintgun from across a room... no way in hell yo uwill stop a real shooter."

Fox nods. and chuckles a bit. "This is very true, but the next time you train with guns, try an find me." He points a thumb at himself. "I was trained in gun use. Pretty familiar with how to hit moving targets and such. Also..." He holds out his hand in a fist in front of him. Four small pellets of dust rise up in front of him. Fox flicks his four fingers in rapid succession, sending the dust bullets flying at the dummy near Hugo, where they collapse again upon impact. "I don't have any auto guns here, but I can fake it." He smirks at Hugo.

Attrition gives a small chuckle before he smiles. "I wonder what my stuff would do to yours... and hey... I can't compete against that... taking a gun out of a man's hand is easier then taking his hand off."

Fox chuckles and rubs the back of his head. "Yeah, I spose Id prefer you not to literally disarm me. Im rather fond of me hands." He wonders also how he would fare against Hugo. He still doesnt completely understand the boys powers, so if they did end up sparring in the future, Fox would have to be careful...at least at first.

Attrition gives a small nod. "They are pretty." he says with a chuckle before he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small pill which he plunks down and smiles before he nods. "Well.. i'm going to hit the showers man."

Fox observes the pill with mild interest. Might be a vitamin supplement or something. "Right-o, then. Ill probably hang round here a bit...Clean up yer dust and such." He gestures to the pile at his feet. Not that it would take him more then a few seconds. Hell probably just add it to his collection. "Take care there, mate. Ill see ya round sometime Im sure."

Attrition gives a small nod before he holds out his hand to the man... oddly enough his gloves seem coated with sandpaper... "Well take care che... see you round."

Fox shakes briskly as he walks the rest of the way into the room. Again, he seems to think nothing odd about the state of Hugo's gloves. "Right, then. Call me next time you train, I'll come hang out and all that."

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