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From the Shadows [Closed]
Characters: Kotetsu & Mr. Legend
Location: Training Field
Rating: G
Time: April 11th - Morning
Description: Because Hero Sr. and Hero Jr. need to meet up more so Kotetsu can stutter at his once idol.
Mr. Legend had begun making the attempt to attend the morning training, even if it wasn't a regular occurrence for him. He at least thought about going, and if he was feeling motivated enough, he would leave the apartment to join in on the activities. He mostly kept to himself though, unable and unwilling to attempt this strange transformation yet, and he was trying to build up his body from the weight loss and muscle loss that he had suffered being stuck in bed for so long.
Today had been a good day, and he had headed down to the training field to both observe other people and start what had once been so basic for him. Weight training had always been his preference, and he was shamed by his little he could lift anymore. His arms had atrophied their muscle, but he put them to work lifting thirty pounds each for the time being. He was apparently still not allowed to push himself, but as far as he was concerned, he was healed just fine now. The only bandage he wore was still around his right wrist.
Standing off the to side, he forced himself through age-old motions with the weights, feeling the burn along his arm muscles. He repeated each motion and stretch ten times, ignoring the sheen of sweat that appeared on his forehead and arms from the exercise. Ah, it felt longer than it had been he was certain. He had still be exercising during his free fall into alcoholism, but those memories were ones he avoided. It was easy when he was struggling with the last of his weight training too.
Location: Training Field
Rating: G
Time: April 11th - Morning
Description: Because Hero Sr. and Hero Jr. need to meet up more so Kotetsu can stutter at his once idol.
Mr. Legend had begun making the attempt to attend the morning training, even if it wasn't a regular occurrence for him. He at least thought about going, and if he was feeling motivated enough, he would leave the apartment to join in on the activities. He mostly kept to himself though, unable and unwilling to attempt this strange transformation yet, and he was trying to build up his body from the weight loss and muscle loss that he had suffered being stuck in bed for so long.
Today had been a good day, and he had headed down to the training field to both observe other people and start what had once been so basic for him. Weight training had always been his preference, and he was shamed by his little he could lift anymore. His arms had atrophied their muscle, but he put them to work lifting thirty pounds each for the time being. He was apparently still not allowed to push himself, but as far as he was concerned, he was healed just fine now. The only bandage he wore was still around his right wrist.
Standing off the to side, he forced himself through age-old motions with the weights, feeling the burn along his arm muscles. He repeated each motion and stretch ten times, ignoring the sheen of sweat that appeared on his forehead and arms from the exercise. Ah, it felt longer than it had been he was certain. He had still be exercising during his free fall into alcoholism, but those memories were ones he avoided. It was easy when he was struggling with the last of his weight training too.