2014.02.27 - Training the Trainee

Jocelyn had recently shifted the training time to more of an afternoon schedule, thanks to scheduling issues with school and other responsibilities. So it was early afternoon and they'd agreed, today, to meet at the Terminal. Jocelyn was already there, and from what she could tell, she was currently alone. She was dressed in a pair of shorts and a black tanktop in spite of the weather. Of course they'd improved the Terminal enough that the outside wasn't going to freeze them to death in here, and her bag of gear was stored off to the side somewhere. She was stretching at the moment while she waited for Ben to arrive. It wouldn't be long now, Jocelyn figured, before the man showed up.
Ben arrived with two minutes to spare. He was wearing a simple black shirt and blue white workout pants. These were work out pants so if they got stained, who cared as long as they didn't smell? Smiling he gave his friend a wave, "How are we today?" he asked then hugged his friend tightly in greeting. "I've gotta talk to you about somet hings before we begin today," his hair was getting a little longer and he was slowly growing out small side-burns.
The tall redhead returns Ben's hug easily. "Hey Ben. I'm fine. You heard about Superman I'm guessing. You hear that Axiom gave a statement about it?" Jocelyn wasn't surprised he did, given Axiom was their PR guy. The team 'Face', if you will. A nod is given. "Sure. What's on your mind?" Jocelyn wanted to clear up whatever Ben had to talk about beforehand. If something is wiggling around in the back of your mind, then it distracts you, and distractions weren't ideal. The girl leans up against a wall to listen to what Ben had to say.
"What?" the Superman stuff derailed Ben completely he leaned against the wall. "Tell me that stuff first," he braced himself trying to figure out everything that could have been.
"Darkseid depowered Superman on live television," Jocelyn says with a grim face. "He's trying to make people lose faith in heroes seems to be the general belief. I sniffed around and found some of the residual energy where he did it. Got it over to the Justice League for analysis," Jocelyn tells Ben. There wasn't a whole lot else to tell, really. "Axiom gave a bit of a speech online about how people shouldn't lose hope and such. Seems to have been received well so far".
Grimacing with the news he looked at her, "You'll be a valuable asset to the league. And none of us should stop fighting. Even Superman. The world shouldn't loose hope." That was quite a blow to well a lot of people Breathing out, "What i had to talk about was minor and that was anything but," he conessed looking at her.
"I'm not a member of the League. Just thought I'd lend a hand," Jocelyn says with an easy laugh. "That's Hawkeye who works with the Justice League regularly". Seriously, Jocelyn has enough commitments on her plate before adding in another team to be a part of. "No idea where Superman is. I suspect if he's got a civilian identity, that's where he's at, and most people won't have a chance of finding him if they don't know that identity. Or he's holed up somewhere very, very secure". That's Jocelyn's theory.
"Nothing is really all that minor, Ben. What's up?" Jocelyn asks.
Looking at Jocelyn he nodded to his friend, "Well it's still damned nice of you to help. Plus, it makes us look good by proxy." Breathing hard he tried to push through the conflicting emotions there. Shaking it away he looked at Jocelyn, "I've got two people that are looking for training. You know of one. The one you know of is Fern," he said trying to judge Jocelyn's reaction about the first name. "She's afraid the world might become more dangerous or that she might take a wrong turn then well, need training to get out of a tight spot" 
He waited a few seconds before figuring out the other, "A friend of mine named Mayday. She lives in the Baxter Building. She's trained but said someone to spare with and some extra skill never hurt anyone. Good people in my book, might give you a run for your money when sparring," he shrugged then looked back at Joceyln. What her thoughts and reactions were to the news would be interesting.
"Despite teams, most all of us are all on the same side," Jocelyn says with a shrug. "I've got the ability to see what others can't, and to not use it would be a crime". That was Jocelyn's opinion. She then listens to Ben's requests. "Fern? That's fine. I don't think I've given her the 'Channel' alias yet, but I know her outside the costume, and she knows Jocelyn has powers. I haven't seen her in awhile though".
The second name gives Jocelyn pause as she thinks it over. "Mayday. I can't say I know that codename, and I don't know her. If you introduce us sometime, I can see if we can work something out". It was simply a matter of meeting this person. "I'm guessing she wants to keep her identity under wraps, so the sparring would be in costume?" Such information was relevant to training, actually. It determined where and in some ways how the training was done.
"I ran into her the other day. She said she wants it," Ben said not knowing how it sounded. His eyes looked at his friend, "Mayday is a name and not a codename," he says not wanting to rat out Mayday's codename he kept quiet about the heroics. "She trains a lot though. Science whiz though, it's why she's at Baxter." More lies but it was hard to tell friends, "I've got a niece and she's older than me by five years. She's from another world and time!" So he kept lying to her about everything when it came to Mayday. She was a smart kid though but that could have been an Uncle's pride showing.
Given the number of people Jocelyn knew from another time or dimension and that she hung out with regularly, such a statement would actually be perfectly normal-sounding to the girl. "Mayday is her name and not codename? Huh. Sounds like the old call for help. Nickname I take it then. Alright then. Introduce us or set some time up for us to meet and I'll meet her as Jocelyn. Or give me her phone number," the redhead offers. "Maybe when I have to declare a major I'm going to jump away from some of the science stuff and go towards a business degree. Open a gym or something instead," Jocelyn comments with a small grin. If Jocelyn suspects Ben is keeping some stuff to himself, Jocelyn doesn't show it.
"Anyway, speaking of training. You ready?" Jocelyn asks. To her, the matter was closed regarding the training. "Oh, I'll give Fern a call myself, no need to set that one up".
Getting himself in a ready stance Ben was more than up for a round or two, "Whenver you want to come at me," he said wih a grin written across his face. Bouncing up on his heels his brown eyes looked the woman over, "I'd join that gym in a hearbeat. Be an investor if I could," he said smiling toward his friend.
Jocelyn pulls in enough energy to bring her raw physical capabilities up to Ben's level. "Well, got a few years still," she points out easily. She moves casually towards the man and quickly leaps up, flipping in midair as though she's going to jump over him. However, she catches her feet around a pipe to hold herself in midair. As she does so, hanging upsidedown, she reaches down and attempts to pull Ben off-balance with one arm by reaching for his shoulder while punching down at his head with her other hand.
Hey, they were used to fighting pretty hard in their practices, and Jocelyn wanted to make sure Ben was paying attention!
Smiling he looks at his teacher doing a flip the he moved out of the way quickly. He was familiar with gynastic moves like that. His brown eyes watched her as he was moving back ot work on the dfensive again. "Nice try," a cagey grin was on his face.
"Just had to give you a taste of your own acrobatic stuff," Jocelyn responds as she flips forward and towards Ben, bringing a flying axe kick directed at his shoulder in the process. The one thing about sparring each other is that they were on comparable agility levels, something that perhaps Ben didn't get to practice against otherwise. "Besides, I'm still warming up. Haven't even broken a sweat yet," she teases lightly.
Smiling moves out of the way of the axe kick then does a small jump kick knowing it would miss or be blocked so he was ready for counter attacks. "Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Just wait til' we get going," he teased back. Jocelyn was a bad ass. She knew how to take down a lot of people and was very useful outside of combat. So Ben never went into a sparring match thinking Jocelyn was a push over. She was FAR from that. No feint or attack was made without his guard being up. If that happened she'd probably make a bloody nose or break a bone. Deep down the teen was just happy Jocelyn was on their side.
And Jocelyn never did undergo that testing Ben had suggested before they both kind of fell off the map for awhile. She hadn't really yet demonstrated her new powers to Ben, though really they weren't super flashy most of the time. Just might blow Ben's science-focused brain a little.
As Ben comes at her with a jump kick, instead of blocking it or dodging it, Jocelyn lets it connect with her left shoulder even as she slams her right fist down towards Ben's leg, trying to see if she can't hurt him more than his strike hurt her. Of course, she doesn't show any pain, though that doesn't mean it didn't hurt. They were both a little stubborn that way.
"Oh, so you plan to make me sweat a little today? That's a nice change," the woman comments with an easy grin. Jocelyn tried not to break bones though, not in training. It wasn't all that productive, really.
Seeing that fist come down Ben just tried to tense his leg. He wanted to make everything stiff as a board of concrete to her. Well, a board or concrete to a normal person. Pain shot into his leg when the fist connected regardless, but he tried not to let any pain show. When the motion stopped he got into a stance then motioned for her to come at him. If he was going to connect anything Ben needed to be on the defense. Jocelyn would have been ready for counters he threw at her because she was his teacher. However, maybe if he moved fast enough she wouldn't have been able to stop it. "That all you got teach? I thought you Xers had more energy than that. Maybe it's quantity over quality then," he continued to tease and hopefully gode Jocelyn into attack.
"Well, you're a little more fragile than titanium," Jocelyn responds with a grin. Though she knew that Ben was aware she had to pull her strength back some to avoid shattering bones. She moves forward, but not directly at Ben, sizing the guy up a bit as she does so. Of course he'd want to counter. The Spider-types always wanted to counterattack instead of open up on the offensive side of things. Or at least that's what she saw. She feints at Ben's head with a left punch, but really tries to grab his right side and pull him into a headlock. She usually didn't go in for the grapples, so she figured this might throw Ben off a little bit.
Unfortunately as much as Ben held back from these sessions there was no way for him to turn off the spider-sense. He knew the hit was going to be that telegraphed. What he didn't know was the real attack. His senses went off when her right hand tried to wrap around his head. So he countered by trying to grab her wrist. If he was able to snag the arm Ben was going to twist and try to get Jocelyn into a standing arm bar or a wrist lock. "Sticks and stones will break my bones!"
"Not bad". Jocelyn will end up in a standing armbar, but she counters with something only someone with superhuman strength and agility really can do. She kicks upwards, her leg going for the inside of Ben's leg and perilously close to his groin. She figures that male instinct, if nothing else, will make him let go and back away with a kick coming in that direction. It was a simple move, but was usually pretty effective!
"Ahh!" Ben screamed out and instinctually jumped up to wrap his body around hers. Now this move only had one of two ways to go. If it worked, by some miracle of miracles, he would have a hanging, sitting armbar locked on Jocelyn that he MAY have been able to flip into a standard armbar. The more likely was that his grip on her wrist weakened just enough to either easily counter so Ben fell on his face as she escaped his hold or was each to push away between when his feet left the ground and before they wrapped around Jocelyn. Either way he was quick enough to quip, "THAT AREA IS FOR THE GIRLFRIEND ONLY AND SHE MAY NOT EVEN WANT THAT RIGHT NOW!"
The woman is able to break the hold fairly easily, thanks to the startled Ben. As Ben is in the process of falling flat on his face, she brings a kick up towards his stomach in the process in an attempt to stun the guy before he hits the ground. "I'm sure your opponents in the field care a great deal about that," Jocelyn responds to the man with a smile. She'd wait to see what happened before saying anything else.
Air escaped Ben's lungs as Jocelyn kicked him. He rolled back then did a few back flips while saying, "Depends on who the guy's bosses are. Maybe one has a hoop skirt dancer that's feeling lonely and the guy has a soft spot for spiders. You don't know," he held his side for a second then got in a ready position. "It could happen. And I love Jubes, but she's so busy I question if she wants to be putting up with my sorry ass." He signaled for Jocelyn to come at him. Next time he would have to simply try to step out of the way of Jocelyn's near-nut shot.
"If you keep calling yourself a sorry ass, then she won't want to make time," Jocelyn responds with a shake of her head. "You're worth keeping, so quit doubting yourself". Jocelyn doesn't tell Ben what she does next, but she actually drops her physical enhancements. She's coming at him right now based purely on skill and her human physical abilities. She did like to challenge herself, and she suspected her skill could make up for Ben's abilities.
It was worth a try, at least.
She moves quickly now, and lashes out with a pair of jabs at Ben's head before following up with an elbow strike towards the chest. A leg sweep which, if successful, is followed by an axe kick follows the elbow strike. The moves she displays now are certainly more polished than what she normally throws at Ben, as though she's challenging him with a higher degree of skill than she has in the past. All of the strikes are at sensitive points in the human body, so that even with enhanced strength, Jocelyn believes they'll actually cause some pain to Ben if they strike.
"Then have her call me more cause I've tried and failed at every turn!" he said frustrated before Jocelyn came at him. Her speed slowed, her intensity dropped. "Did she turn off his powers?" Ben thought. The mathmatical Ben was able to see the differences. As she came at him he avoided, side stepped, and back jumped the strikes. Everything was finer turned. Well-oiled. "She had been holding back her skills?!" He almost gulped then ready himself When Jocelyn came in again the plan was to side step then counter with a sweep to take her off her feet. He was going to use his quickness against her skill. It was the only way to STAY even. No more holding back with the speed, that was the only way he'd score any points.
The sweep does catch Jocelyn, and she falls backwards, but catches herself on her hands and springs back up, immediately delivering a roundhouse kick. It'd be nice if it connected, but it was really to clear space more than anything. She follows that up with another pair of punches before launching a feint kick at Ben's groin again. She anticipates this likely causing him to either block it, move back, or move upwards. Either way, she actually pivots on her other foot to try and spin behind Ben. Once there, she lanches a pair of quick punches at the back of Ben's neck in an attempt to drop him from behind.
The roundhouse beans Ben in the head and rings his bell. Both punches connect as he was disoriented then he side stepped. The spider-senses went off again so he swung with a back fist toward his backside hoping to clunk his instructor in the head. Again it was impossible to turn off the senses. His brown eyes looked at her knowing that his body ached because she knew how to hit a guy.
Those hits would hurt a guy, girl, or humanoid alien most of the time. The woman steps back quickly from the back fist, but it still catches her in the stomach, just not with as much force, and she staggers back a couple feet before composing herself. She didn't have her toughness up, so hits from Ben would hurt a lot more than they did before. "Just tell me when you've had enough," the girl taunts a little as she comes at Ben, taking a quick little kick at his knee as a feint before spinning to her side and launching a side kick at his upper chest and chin, intending on knocking the man both upwards and backwards with the strike.
If she knew she was still registering on the Spider Senses as a threat, Jocelyn would be pleased. If she knew about the senses. Without her powers, she'd expect to not be registering as a threat to him.
"Tell me when you tire," he moved out of the knee strike, expected the feint, blocked the chest shot and open palm struck at her ankle. His eyes were intent on watching her. His head still throbbed from the roudn house. Moving in close he tried a scissors jump kick. The rising right knee the feint the left kick the actual one. With the simple jump kick he did earlier he was hoping Jocelyn thought that was the move coming at her this time. If it connected he would go in for a low sweep, followed by a double fist to her stomach. Granted if she side stepped the stomach strike he had an exposed back all for her to pounce on.
As Ben came with the scissor kick, Jocelyn knew he had speed and strength on his side, so she'd have to use momentum and knowledge to counter. She stepped back to avoid the ankle strike, though it does still graze her and sends some pain shooting up her leg. Oww.
Using her height advantage, along with longer arms, as Ben's scissor kick attempt comes at her, Jocelyn reaches out at the last second to brace her hands against the top of Ben's leg and lift herself up by her arms, counting on Ben's superstrength to hold her weight. As she does so, she straightens her legs and swings forward, feet coming directly for Ben's head in an attempt to knock him down.
Regardless of if it hits, Jocelyn is launching herself off Ben a few feet away, landing and turning to see Ben's next move.
Feeling his head get plucked again he sways back and he said, "How long were you holding back?" he asked shaking the cobwebs loose. One more trained head stirke and Ben knew he'd tap out just by the pain alone. Sure Jocelyn wasn't strong anymore but damn could she hit. It was like she was the George Foreman and he the Mike Tyson of the pair. George just knew how to hit well despite Mike, back in his prime, was strong, fast and viscious in the ring.
"Skill-wise? Not long. I don't bring out a particular skillset until I'm mastered it," Jocelyn explains. She notes the man shaking his head. "You alright to continue there?" She's got a healer's eye, and she knew there were only so many shots she could give him, even with her healing abilities and Ben's own enhanced healing. "Thought I'd see how I did against you with no powers". It was certainly a challenge, that was for certain, as there was now sweat dripping from her forehead.
"You keep going for one of my heads and I keep protecting the least valuable member of that team," he quipped then tried to ready hismelf again. Sweat was still forming on his body, "You're good though." Credit was given where it was due. Jocelyn was sought out for a reason. She was damned good when it came to fighting. "Why aren't you in MMA again?" she really could have a career in Ben's mind.
"Not my fault you're short enough for my kicks to hit your head without effort," Jocelyn responds with a grin. "Don't hold back. If you can take me out, do it". Just because he knew she wasn't using powers didn't mean she wanted him holding back. "I was, before my mutation. Videos are online of my fights, you know. But someone finds out I'm a mutant? They can't tell if I'm using powers or not. So I'd get tossed". She shrugs a little and then stops talking.
The teen moves forward, taking a couple shots at Ben's stomach with her fists. Those strikes, despite her considerable human-level strength, likely wouldn't hurt Ben at all. She then takes a quick shot at a sensitive spot on the underarm before taking another shot at his neck with a jab, going for those sensitive spots once more.
Feeling the fist connect to his stomach Ben tried to snag Jocelyn into a headlock. Then he stopped himself. Her shots connected but Ben stopped fighting before he hit the wall a few times with his hand. "Not fair to you if I got all out with powers and you don't. It's not a fair sparring and I won't fight you that way." Sure she'd slaughter him that way but it wasn't fair. Either they both held back of they both went full tilt. The unevenness wasn't right in his mind. Although his body ached because of all those connected shots.
"Ben," Jocelyn says. "I get your sense of fairness. I do. If you feel like you have to, then hold back your strength a little bit so your punches don't kill me. Your speed and agility I can deal with, as we've seen". She knew enough to know if Ben was holding back. "But it's also my expectation of myself that I can handle anything that is thrown at me. A fair spar is one that challenges both participants, and teaches them both something. I hope you've been paying attention to some of the moves I've used on you so far," Jocelyn replies.
"I have but it's not even keel right now. That bugs me and you know that," he said looking back toward her. His mind was analyzing the various moves. Brown eyes were looking at his teacher as he was breathing hard. Sweat poured down his body. "I know you can handle the speed but it's still unfair, know what I mean?" He hopped on his heels for a moment watching Jocelyn. "And I did just tap."
"Would it be even if you were sparring Superman at the height of his powers? Or would it just be a beatdown where you learned you're not as powerful as Superman?" Jocelyn asks. "We're all at different skill levels, and all with different abilities with different experiences. You can even things out as much as possible. My skill against your current skill and powers seems to be a pretty even fight to me. We're both challenged. That's as even of a fight as you can get, regardless of what advantages you take away from one person or give to another".
Jocelyn shrugs at that. "Besides, now you're getting to see a few more advanced moves in action, and at a speed that you can properly analyze," the teen adds. "You think you might ever fight someone who doesn't have superpowers, but is just a ridiculously skilled fighter? You should know how to handle that situation, don't you agree?"
Struggling over the valid points Jocelyn made Ben tried to sort it out. Every point she made was completely founded in logic and reason. It just felt wrong to battle someone without powers when the situation wasn't real. That was the hump in it. If Jocelyn turned back on the powers then he was happy to go full tilt again. Just without the powers it felt wrong going after a friend in combat when one shot could have broken a lot bones. "I agree with you but hesitantly. Very hesitantly. When did I become such a softy?"
Jocelyn smiles. "You have a good heart, Ben. A solid sense of honor and all that. If we were actually competing, you'd be right and we should stick to a certain set of rules. But I am teaching you here, even in a spar," Jocelyn tells him. "I can assure you that I can take care of myself, as your teacher and friend, like this. If it will set your mind at ease, I can always just toughen myself up a little bit more. I can control individual aspects of my ability. But I do have a healing capacity too," the teen reminds him.
The teen stands up and stretches. "Now. Come at me. Use what I've been showing you against me, if you can," Jocelyn instructs the guy. She doesn't change her stance, though she's ready to defend. If Ben asks her to, she will up her toughness a bit as well.
"Toughen up," he warned Jocelyn then went for her. A pair of feint punches then he let out a strong, underhindered kick to her ribs. He just wanted to knock his teacher off center. Telling Ben about the abilities was just like giving him the okay to go full out. Plus he felt better if she toughed up a little. His brown eyes blazed with a desire to keep going.
The feints are noted, and Jocelyn ignores them, and spots the beginning motions of a kick. She brings her knee up quickly, attempting to slam it into the back of Ben's knee as he strikes her. She lets out a slight "Ooph" as the kick strikes, but Ben will be able to tell she boosted her toughness enough to handle his strength. As she attempts the knee strike, she's pivoting at the same time, bring her left arm out and trying to grapple Ben around the neck. She continues pivoting and, if she managed to grab Ben, she'll try and wrap the leg she attempted the knee strike with around Ben's other leg and try to drop the man to the ground in a grapple, primarily using momentum.
Falling to the ground Ben breathed out as he was grappled suddenly. He was noting how she grappled him. He tried to use his strength to pick both of them up. Brown eyes were determined to slam her against a wall. It wasn't pretty crude and unrefined. If it worked that was. Jocelyn could have easily applied more pressure to keep him in pain and down on the ground more. He had to learn how to grapple more.
Jocelyn does get picked up, because she can't really directly counter Ben's raw strength. As he sees what he's intending, she waits for her moment and then twists suddenly, dropping out of Ben's grip at the same time she drops into a leg sweep, intent on making Ben run into the wall himself. If he was willing to slam her against the wall, she'd teach him that momentum is a bit of energy that was difficult to control. She'd considered just applying more pain, but this drove the point home a little more directly.
Crying out in pain from the sudden change in movement from Jocelyn went unseen. Hitting the wall then the floor Ben cried out in pain. Crude was not effective against rained in a one on one situation. Rolling away Ben tried to make sure his back wasn't given to her. Everything about that would have been very bad. She could have choked him out with the utmost ease.
"Hold," Jocelyn says, walking over to Ben. "We need to work on some of your finer techniques. You're brawling, and against someone who is trained, you're pretty easy to read," Jocelyn tells the man. "It means drills to get better". Not something she suspected Ben wanted to hear, but it was also fact. "You in one piece down there?" she asks with some concern, looking the man over with a healer's eye.
"Well you haven't taught me too many grapples and counters teach," he said being honest. His eyes looked at his teacher but he breathed out ready for drills. Parts of his head ached from all the blows. She had gone around his body and stretched out various limbs.
"Grapples aren't something you do a lot of. Speed and quick, precise strikes are probably your greatest asset. But you do need to know how to deal with grapples. First we'll teach the how. Firs though, be honest with me. Would it help if I sped up the healing so you can concentrate a bit more?" It wasn't a question of his toughness, but rather a question of practicality here. She knew he'd heal in time and he wasn't in any serious danger of injury. But there was practicality to consider.
"But counters will be needed cause even if I don't do them doesn't mean I'm not susceptable," Ben breathed out trying to push past the pain. He needed to know grapples because he went down twice due to not knowing any counters. "I mean if I can counter then strike that'd be great but you just bested me twice due to it." Now it was Ben's time to try and be logical when it came to fighting techniques and training. They skipped grapples and thus had skipped the way to escape them other than being crude.
"They will be needed. But you need to know how they're being done first," Jocelyn instructs. "Knowing what they're doing will give you the advantage in trying to break out. I can tell you how to counter a specific type of grapple, but you first have to recognize that grapple coming and not only how to break out, but how to adjust for the opponent you're fighting" Jocelyn adds. "I'll show you the grapple, and a way out of it," the teen tells Ben.
Jocelyn moves in front of Ben, crouching a little. "Reach out as though you're going to strike me in the side of the head with your fist," the woman tells him.
Extending his arm slowly Ben waited for more instructors, "Agreed. That's just a huge flaw in my style right now...a huge huge flaw." he said. His head ran but he pushed throught he pain. If he could afford to be a superhero and be in scholl then doing a combat instructor was easy enough. "And after that goregous?"
"After that, I grab your bicep with this arm," Jocelyn says, hooking her arm around Ben's other arm's bicep. "Then I twist, straightening your arm and locking it in the process". She demonstrates it, which should pull Ben off-balance. "And then I use my other arm to hook around your forward leg and drop you on your back". Which Jocelyn will then demonstrate.
She shakes her head then. "Gorgeous, huh? I'll have to remember that and start sparring you in my usual sports bra instead of a tanktop. Distract you a bit". Jocelyn offers a hand to the man. "Need another demo, or want to try it?" She'll either demo it again, or get into position for Ben to give it a go.
"Distracting me with your femine wiles," he grins then watches how she strightens out his arm pulling him off balance. Then he fell to his back breathing hard. "Demo a differen't lock," he said with a grin wondering what she would do next. "And yes you are goregous. How you don't have a partner is beyond me," smirking he looked at his friend, "Hell if I were single I'd ask you out on a date. Although I wouldn't call me taken right now."
"We've been over that ground. I intimidate most guys," Jocelyn says with a laugh. She gets into position. "This is a simple one called a Pipe Single Leg". She gets into position and waits for Ben to do the same. "All it is is that I swing your left arm out of the way". She does so. "As I do, I kneel down and grab at your heel with my right arm". She continues the demo. "Then I just lift up up a little while crouching, spin you around, and drop you on your back". And she completes the move, spinning Ben around and basically tilting him onto his back, away from her, if Ben doesn't resist. She doesn't comment on Ben's statement about not being taken, except to point out something she saw as a logical flaw. "You're not single, but you're not taken. That doesn't exactly mesh, Ben. You and Jubes need to figure this out, for the sanity of both of you". Right to the point.
"I love her but it's like...she doesn't have time for me. It sorta sucks," he said after being flipped onto his back. Staring at her he was noting everything. "I don't understand why guys are intimidated but I'm weird," he said with a grin. Everything she did was process then he went after the first step once free then slowly went through the motions, "Like this?!" he said looking at her.
"Most guys are intimidated by a girl who can outlift and outfight them". Jocelyn shrugs. "Just the way it is". She watches Ben go through the motions and nods. "Yeah. Now try it on me," the redhead offers to her teammate. These weren't the most advanced grapples, but Jocelyn was starting Ben off with simple moves. You didn't start with the most advanced stuff right away.
"I could always try to set up a singles night for you somehow...if you want," he tried to be helpful as they were going through the grapples. His hands and body were trying to follow the motions they were going through together, "Eh, you're beautiful to me. And it's kind of sexy that you can beat me...as much as it might immasculate me."
"Good," Jocelyn says as Ben tests the grapple out. "You shouldn't feel immasulated or anything. I've spent probably three quarters of my life training. Most guys just see a threat to their manliness and not the work, you know?" She'd shrug at that, but she's being tossed onto her back, in theory. "No need for a special singles night. It'll happen when it happens, you know?" Jocelyn only really thought about it every so often. Though the previous month was always the worst, because of the vile Singles Awareness Day. "Besides, I know a lot of people as it stands, so something will come up".
"Oh I was kidding. I've been beaten and beaten many people and things. It doesn't bug me y'know," he said looking at her. "And I spent my valentines aware of singles day too. So I hear ya," he said with a sad smile. Looking at her he he held th hold until he knew it was done properly. "What's next," he asked unsure what to happen next. Jocelyn was the teacher and Ben was ever the student.
"We're going to drill these two moves," Jocelyn says. "You keep doing it until you can do it at full speed, comfortably. The reason I can beat you with these things is that my body knows more quickly than my brain how to react, and it knows how to adjust for the situation. Muscle memory," Jocelyn explains. "That's what you need to build up, muscle memory for your body to react. You might be able to move as fast as someone can think, but the body is capable of reacting quicker than that if it is trained".
The girl laughs. "Oh, I'm mostly pointing out the reason. You're different from other guys in that regard," Jocelyn says to the man with an easy shrug as she gets up. "But, yeah, these are good moves to have handy, and can get you a little bit of space quickly and don't rely on brute force, so they'll work on those superstrong guys we tend to run into".
"Running into those super strong guys suck by the way. One nearly destroyed the old armor I used to wear. I'm still trying to work out the kinks in that thing," he said with a sigh. The old costume was a favorite of his, "Hopefully it's a good thing that I'm not like most guys," he teased again then leaned against a wall. "You've been kicking my ass in this sessions by the way," the words were true and he wasn't about to deny it either.
"Tell me about it," Jocelyn says. "I suppose I'm lucky in that unless someone got me an adamantium suit, I don't have armor to have to worry about," Jocelyn says. "I'd offer to help, but only thing I'd be good for is giving it a boost in energy to jumpstart it," Jocelyn admits with a shrug. Seeing that Ben needed a break, she walks over to a wall and grabs a jug of water. She takes a swig of it before offering it to him. "And I'm your teacher. I'm supposed to kick your ass, both literally and in pushing the intensity up for you. That's what you wanted in a trainer. Otherwise you could have easily found someone else," Jocelyn says with a smile. It wasn't like she was known for being meek with the training philosophy.
A grin was on his face as he agreed with the philoosphy, "I did ask for you to kick my ass," taking a swig of the water he smiled at her. "I may need that skill eventually. Right now I'm still repairing all of ther overloaded circuits that shorted out. Once they're up and running the suit will need that push forward. It'll need to be charged back up. If you're offering to be the jumper cables," he said with an amused smile. "Both teacher and jump start! What can't you do?!" he asked with an amused smile on his face knowing she'd probably take a swing at the bad joke.
Jocelyn doesn't take a swing. Instead she just absorbs all the thermal energy behind the back of Ben's neck, causing it to become suddenly much colder for a few seconds. "I think 'Jumper Cables' would have been more accurate than 'Jump Start'," Jocelyn responds with a smirk, correcting the joke, at least in her mind. "Try distributing the power a little more evenly this time, maybe. If you've got it all in one place, one shot can cause problems," Jocelyn suggests. She could make some suggestions, she supposed. After all, she could see energy and see flaws in some designs. "Or get the aforementioned adamantium and cover your power source with it".
Yelping at the cold he gave Jocelyn a look, "I didn't see that coming," Ben said rubbing his neck. "What other tricks can you do?" Jocelyn hadn't shared these powers with the team too often. Both eyes watched her suspiciously and curiously because of these new skills.
Jocelyn glances around with her sight. She sees the magical wards put in place. "Well, here". Jocelyn goes and grabs a random lighter someone had left around. Not uncommon. She flicks it open. "See this flame? I can convert one type of energy to another. So...". She focuses, and the flame turns into a spinning purple ball. "Magical energy". Another flick and it burns yellow. "Solar energy". Another and it turns into a white shimmer. "Gravimetric". She goes through a few other types that are present in the Terminal before closing the lighter. "If it's around me, I can convert energy around me into it," Jocelyn explains to Ben. "That's the only real new trick. Got the blasts and the flying and healing and absorption, that stuff too".
The teen pauses. "Oh, and it turns out I can heal psychic trauma, not just physical," Jocelyn adds. Go ahead and explain that to a doctor. It'd give them a headache for a week.
"What about radiation?" he asked knowing she could convert energy shot at her and absorb it, but not the transmutation stylized trick she was doing with energy that was just there. "You...You're pretty amazing." His scientific brain started to go a mile a minute with everything she could have done. Jocelyn was something Reed shouldn't have seen because she would be used as a labrat or equipment so often by him just out curiousity. She wouldn't have been harmed but yeahh..."I think Dr. Richards may offer you a job if you show him those tricks."
"Pretty much anything short of a nuclear blast isn't a problem," Jocelyn says. She couldn't convert energy shot at her in the past, just shoot the same type back out. "There are reasons we mutants stay hidden, Ben. I've recently found out there are some who use a scale to rate mutants, and apparently I rate in the same category as Magneto," Jocelyn tells Ben. It's kind of an uncomfortable admission, because there is a lot of negativity associated with Mageto. "But, yeah. The changing of energy like that is harder. I can't handle nearly as much as I can absorb with that. But it can be done, and on pretty much anything".
She does recognize that look that Ben is getting, with the science brain churning. "Right now you're thinking of the various things I can do with energy and power, aren't you," Jocelyn states. It isn't a question.
"Except you would look better in a helmet and a cape," he joked then his words turned softer. "Just because you're as powerful as Magneto doesn't mean you're like him. Men of science question whether they are men or monsters. Oppenheimer destested his own work. Others like him choose not to be like him. They have his intelligence but chose to apply their skills different. That's what you have to do in this situation. Nothing about your genetics determines your fate. You can always rebel against the many things you're given. Personal choice shows that. In short Joce," he put a hand on her shoulders. "It's what you do with your gifts that define you, just like it does him." On that note he gave her a hug just in case it was needed. Whispering in her ear he admitted, "I was thinking of sciency things. I won't tell reed or he will demand to see you instantly."
"Oh, I know. It's just something I'm still adjusting to, and he's the mutant I can point to and say I fall into his class who would be recognized. It's why I squirreled myself away for awhile when my mutation changed. I needed to get control of it. Imagine this if I didn't have control," Jocelyn explains. She then gives him and an easy hug. There's a grin given. "At which point you could point out that you could ask, but you couldn't exactly force me to come visit," Jocelyn says with a wink.
"And the whole helmet and cape thing isn't my style," Jocelyn adds. "If I'm going with adornments, I've got an Asgardian sword that'll serve me just fine".
"What if I have chocolate? And Edna was always said no capes. It's why Scarlet Spider doesn't have a cape evne if he looks dashing in one," a grin was on his face. He noted the sword bit. Asgardians were mean and friendly. "Remind me to stay on your good side," he said handing the water back to her. "I'm happy you unsquirrled yourself. You were missed," he admitted.
"Well, I'm no longer a danger to society," Jocelyn says. She reaches out to poke Ben in the shoulder. "Only you if you don't stop with this break and get back to your drills," she comments with a wink. And she fully intends on leading Ben through some more grappling possibly some counters to grapples for the next while.
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