Avengers Second Generation Rp (CLOSED)

"Oh really… Is that so…"

Velius manages to disappear as the girls are arguing into a nearby training room. He sighs, raising his hand.

"Have you ever seen it? Of course it is!"

"No I havent but Ive heard it from Dad."

"Start training sequence 7." Velius says, getting into battle stance.

"He hasn't even seen our stock of Vibrainium."

“Just a completely and totally unrelated question,” Meg butted in sarcastically. “But what the flip is ‘Training Sequence 7’?”

Ima left the girls to argue and followed Velius.

"Training sequence seven is to test you limits." Velius grunts, flipping over a few stun lasers. He uses his telekinesis to hover himself above the ground to miss being shot. "It's a great way to find your breaking point."

“Lovely,” Meg said, taking out her earbuds. “So, are we all going to die during this sequence and then be revived, or….?”

"No, you just get stunned." He answers, as he parkoured off a wall.

“Great. Any chance we’re able to use our weapons? Wait. Let me guess. No.”

"Yes, you are. The point of Sequence 7 is to hone in your skills and strengthen your weaknesses." Velius answers.

“Yay! Strengthening weaknesses sounds easy! Just the thing I involuntarily signed up for!” Meg grumbled.

He raises an eyebrow at her before continuing to train.

Meg pulled a knife out of her pocket, flicked it open, and threw it at a target on the wall. It hit dead center and wobbled for a moment before becoming still.

He watches, a brow lifted before he continues fighting.

Meg unleashes her pent-up nerves and anger on the target, using all of the knives she’d stuffed in her pockets before she’d left. The target was soon covered in a small ring of glinting silver knives, slowly spiraling outward in the pattern Meg had planned.

Velius claps, "Impressive."

“Thanks,” Meg muttered. “I should’ve been able to do better. Stopped training for a while,” she shrugged.

Harper looks around the hallway she was left in, "Well frick…"

Lila saw them training, "Mind if I join in the fun?"

“Go ahead,” Meg said, retrieving her knives. “What’s your weapon?”

Harper walks towards them, leaning on the door jam, watching

Meg threw another round of knives, forming an ‘M’ on the wall.

Ima smiled, "You'll see."

She created the glyphs around her hand and got ready to fight.

//who’s kid is she again @ShadeSstar

(She's Ima Strange.)

//oh cause you said Lila so

(Wrong rp. Whoops.)