"Hyah!"

Sable, one of the more reckless and independent members of the titans, was practicing his martial arts against a punching bag. Flipping backwards, he rubbed his hands together, creating a large black fireball in between them. He shot it at the punching bag, sending it reeling off of its chain and onto the floor. He then proceeded to stomp out the flames and grinned.

"That's how it's done--" he was cut off by a pungent smell that was filling the tower, "Ugh! Seriously?!" Nova had to be cooking again. He sighed before trying to block the odor out and resuming his training.