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Talk Shit, Get Fit
Who: Wave and Knuckles
What: Knuckles teaches Wave fighting techniques
Where: The gym
When: August 17, early morning
Warnings: E for EXERCISE
Wave was exceptionally confident in her skills and abilities. That fact was undeniable. She knew she was an exceptional rider, an exceptional mechanic, and a genius to boot. She could take on anything on her Gear.
Off her Gear, though...
A fateful trip to the floating island taught Wave that her close quarters combat skills were lacking. Knuckles had offered to train her, although at the time her wounded pride prevented her from accepting. Time and reflection had a way of changing one's mind about things. It may have been against her ego, but she took him up on the offer.
The weight room was sparsely occupied at 6 in the morning. Either the meatheads hadn't arrived, or they were about to. Either way, she felt so out of place there, waiting for Knuckles to arrive.
What: Knuckles teaches Wave fighting techniques
Where: The gym
When: August 17, early morning
Warnings: E for EXERCISE
Wave was exceptionally confident in her skills and abilities. That fact was undeniable. She knew she was an exceptional rider, an exceptional mechanic, and a genius to boot. She could take on anything on her Gear.
Off her Gear, though...
A fateful trip to the floating island taught Wave that her close quarters combat skills were lacking. Knuckles had offered to train her, although at the time her wounded pride prevented her from accepting. Time and reflection had a way of changing one's mind about things. It may have been against her ego, but she took him up on the offer.
The weight room was sparsely occupied at 6 in the morning. Either the meatheads hadn't arrived, or they were about to. Either way, she felt so out of place there, waiting for Knuckles to arrive.
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Well. Depending on how willing his pupil was to actually put in the work. He was pretty sure there were going to be clashes of personality ahead. But he'd stick it out as long as she did.
"Mornin'." He said, walking into the room and dropping a bag to the side. "Want a bottle of water before we start?"
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"So how are we gonna do this?" she asked, hands on her hips.
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"We're gonna do this by working on both your strength AND your fighting skills. So, we start with drills - you run laps, do push ups and sit ups and pull ups. Then, we're gonna work on your form. This is gonna be shadow boxing at first and I'll be critiquing you as we go. Once I'm satisfied that you don't have any weakness in your stance and moves, we'll start sparring. It's gonna take some time before you're at that kinda level though so don't get impatient!"
There, I called Wave Shantae, so the balance is restored.
Phew!
His face darkened for a moment.
"...I taught him a lot. But he was built for fighting and learning techniques quickly. You're going to be way harder to bring up to speed. But I can do it."
He drained his water bottle and dropped to all fours.
"Pushups. I want to see how many you got in you. I'll be doing them alongside you."
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She shrugged, getting down to the ground. "You think I can't even do push-ups? Easy... No count? Just till I get tired?" she asked, dropping down into position.
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The first time he'd faced Emerl, the guy had hit like a kitten. The last battle he saw with the robot.....
"That was mostly because of Chaos emerald shards, I think. Uh, anyway, no. I'm gonna count your pushups while I do mine."
And then he started doing them. One handed.
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She got into position and got started, but even as she got to her push-ups, she still managed to keep talking. "And anything would get more powerful if you overclocked it with Chaos Emeralds."
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For better or for (Usually.) worse, there were lots of living robots.
"I'm not training you by giving you Chaos Energy, though - this is going to be the old fashioned kind of training! So save your breath for pushups! You're doing them slowly, so, try and pick up the pace!"
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"Will you just let me do this?" she grumbled, shutting up so she could go back to her workout.
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"Anyway, you never met him so you couldn't know. I think there are a lot of alive machines. And other weird things too. Like water monsters and stuff. You wouldn't figure water could ever be alive, right? But it can."
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Not that he really had anything to gain by trying to convince her - he knew he was right, but he doubted she would understand.
"Nice pace. Keep it up! Feel that burning sensation in your biceps, yet?"
He sure didn't, but she was new to this.
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He was still going with his one armed pushups. He hadn't even broken a sweat, yet.
"You're trembling... Your arms are probably startin' to feel like rubber. Rubber on fire. Your abdominal muscles too. that's a good start. Keep going."
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Look at that smile. That CAN'T mean anything good, Wave.
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"You suck, you know that?" she grumbled.
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He'd been pleasantly surprised.
"Now, get up on your feet and try to punch me in the face. You should be good and mad at me right now, so, use that. You tag me on the jaw or the side of my head, you get an apple. You tag me on the nose, you get a bottle of water because I KNOW you gotta be thirsty again by now.""
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She raised her eyebrow at his request. "You're kidding me," she said angrily. "I can barely move my arms, now you want me to punch you?! Believe me, if I could, I would sock you unconscious."
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He stepped closer to her and tapped his chin with a mittened finger.
"C'mon. You're mad at me, right? Clock me one. Right here. If you can do it when your arms feel like this, imagine how much easier it would be to do if you were feeling just fine."
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"You get that one for free. You win at least one apple. Now, throw twenty more and I'm gonna dodge."
He stuck his arms behind his back.
"You're gonna be usin' your legs to track me down. Only thing you need to worry about is smackin' me in the face. A couple weeks working with me, this is gonna seem like child's play. Now, go! Twenty of your best!"
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