Training Day

Alpha was, like always, training like he was going to fight the strongest person in the world. He was lacking earbuds this time around, seeing as he was in a new place and didn't know whether there would be something he needed to be aware of. And hearing was the only way he was going to be warned of something or other, as the punching bag had his undivided attention.

He was clad in black basketball shorts [the streak down each leg matched the teal of his eyes], black compression stockings, a teal headband [however the hell he got it around his afro], and somewhat old black-and-teal sneakers. His hands were covered by black boxing gloves, and he was using them to beat the bag into a whole new world.

Left jab. Right jab. Right jab. Right feint. Left hook. Right jab. Right jab. One each punch, he left out an exhale of breath. The bag never stood still, moving backward on the trolley system until he finished with right hook that sent it flying down the end of the trolley. He panted lightly, muscled upper body covered in sweat. Alpha stretched his arms, jumping up and down a few times before walking over to the punching bag and changing directions, starting up on one of his new, stupidly long combos.

Right jab. Left jab. Left jab.... He never even noticed the new guy enter.​

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He merely grunted at the other boy. Of course he didn't mind, so long as his own training wasn't alienated in the slightest. If it was, well..... Alpha wouldn't hesitate to take this guy to the ring and blow off some steam on something that could actually feel his skill. Alpha shot him a glance during a particularly speedy left jab-right jab-right-left jab combo [than god for ambidexterity], noting his stance and a few of his punches. Obviously, this guy was no novice to combat. His stance wasn't quite a boxer's one, as Alpha's was, but nonetheless, the dark-skinned boy felt he'd be more than a match.

Hell, this stranger was probably better than he, the way he laid into the bag. As Alpha's last punch sent the bag to the end of the trolley [only a few inches, he was pulling his punches to finish these long combos], he stopped, looking over at the guy as he punched. Hmm....

Alpha glanced back at the bag he was currently engaged in, before staring at it. He stood stock still, as if he were trying to do something he wasn't used to doing. Alpha's teal eyes let off a sudden spark of bright blue electricity, before lightening until both of his entire eyes were a shining white. Power seemed to thrum from him, his form lightly vibrating as he focused on pure strength. As he breathed, the air in front of his face misted slightly. He watched the punching bag, before falling into stance, sending a powerful punch right into it's center.

The bag flew back, breaking off the chain and pouring sand out of it's split hide. He yelped, his eyes immediately snapping back to normal as well as his breath as he lost hold of the power he'd summoned. He looked around, as if he were going to be yelled at before coughing, quickly running over to assess the damage.....

"Uhhh..... Yea, I'm new... Alpha..." He sighed, sitting next to the bag and pinching the bridge of his nose. Hopefully.... He didn't have to pay for that.​

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Alpha snorted in slight amusement. Getting used to? He was barely learning how to use his power. He usually couldn't hold it for more than a few seconds, but there was times where he'd held it together for more than an hour.... He could only do a single thing with his Chakra, and he could feel the real potential there and it drove him absolutely mad.

His thoughts wandered to the power class thing Aedan mentioned. If they were good as they were supposed to be, he should have some of his powers down in no time..... But he wondered if they even knew anything about his. He'd seen not one other person with his...... Powers, and he believed for a second that he was the first before shaking his head. That thought seemed a little absurd, what with everything he'd seen so far. Speaking of.....

He watched as the other boy continued into his bag, his punches increasing in strength until his fists glowed; well, that looked pretty cool. Alpha briefly thought of the movie "The Last Dragon" where the antagonist had made his own hands glow at the last scene and started to beat up the protagonist, until the good guy realized how to do it and made his whole body glow. And then caught a bullet between his teeth.

He damn near asked Aedan if he could make his entire body glow [and skipped the part about the bullet between the teeth] before just stopping, watching as he rolled his left shoulder. He'd done the same a bit earlier before he'd started to punch the bag. Hmm. "So, what are you powers? I'm the whole glowy hands thing does something special, right?"​