I Get My Training in the Real World [Open]

[pyro]

Pyro hadn't set foot in the training room once. Who needed it when you could just go and wage war on the X-men and the civillians at a moments notice? But now he was in here, he still didn't see the point in it.

There were some chains hanging up, bags... everything he could just flame and assuming they didn't want him to start destroying everything, he put away his lighter and punched at a punching bag half-heartedly.

Why bother when he could manipulate fire? It's not like he actually had to punch anyone. But then he thought of Bobby and how he was defeated and punched the punching bag harder. "You stupid jerk" he said to it, punching with all his might now.

[gambit]

“Y’ talkin’ t’ de bag or y’self?” a voice drawled from the doorway behind Pyro. Sauntering into the room, Gambit glanced around quickly. The place was far from high tech, but it would do. With all their powers, it was easy to forget the fundamentals. Just because they didn’t need to physically fight to win a battle didn’t mean they shouldn’t know how. Just look at the X-men.

“’cause eit’er way it don’ sound good fo’ y’, homme.”