The weekend passed without much fanfare, not that it felt any better. Try as he might, Peter couldn't bring everyone's spirits up. Renard in particular was hit pretty hard about the whole thing, especially since it caused Sofia to leave. From what he understood, it wasn't her decisions, but he was taking it pretty hard. And frankly it pissed Peter off. Though they but heads and don't see eye for eye, Peter felt Renard was a friend. They knew how they thought, or at least Peter believed he did. But now, after all of this, seeing Renard so down and hopeless, it made Peter angry. Partly because he thought Renard was giving up, but also because it was eating at Peter's courage too. It was hard enough that they all went through it. If they threw in the towel now, what sort of heroes did they plan to be? What sort of a hero gives up just because they lost once, just because it got difficult? If Peter wanted an easy job he could've easily become a something else. A police officer or something. He didn't choose to be a hero because he thought it would be easy. He certainly didn't lose heart after he learned how hard being a hero really is.

The doctors still told Peter not to overexert himself once he was discharged from the hospital, so for the rest of the weekend Peter didn't do much aside from some shopping. He needed to replace his emergency phone since it broke. Good thing he paid for insurance for it. This time however he wasn't going to skimp out on the payment; his phone broke after one beating and getting tossed to the floor. If that's all it'd take, then he needed to invest in a sturdier phone. An invest he did: he paid top dollar for a frankly ugly, but neigh-indestructible smart phone. One made [i]for[/i] heroes, capable of surviving temperatures up to three thousand degrees, water proof, and can stop a bullet. Sure it was about an inch thick, but that just meant it'll take a beating. He also made sure to download the emergency app and a recording app; this way with just two button swipes he can both alert authorities and start a live-stream recording to his facebook. This time for sure he'll make sure those criminals don't get away scottfree.

That monday was largely a blur. A lot of students coming by to offer their sympathies, but Peter didn't really give them too much attention. For starters despite the disaster they were still expected to follow up on their duties as students. In the country where school shooters were once a monthly occurrence, a little violence wasn't enough to excuse academic pause. Good thing too since Peter wanted to try and get his mind off of it. He almost dreaded going to hero class when he heard it was canceled. He wasn't sure what was worse; the fact that something major enough happened to cause their hardass teacher Mr. Hayes to cancel class, or that now Peter wasn't really sure what to do. For a moment he thought about ditching class and going home but he quickly thought against it; this was the perfect opportunity to put his money where his mouth was and train.

For Peter, the best place for him to train was outside of the gym where the sandpits were. There were two forms of training he did and both of them required him to use his boulder form: moving and shifting. Moving was simple enough, just turn into a big boulder and start moving. Yeah it wears him out quickly, but as long as he paces himself and doesn't go too crazy he can slowly build up his stamina. Shifting was much harder. Not only did it require him to to be able to concentrate and change his shape in more complex forms than just a sphere, but it also included his ability to shift in and out of his rock forms on the move. It was something he never really [i]tried[/i] to improve on before. He used to think that just being able to go boulder form would be enough to deal with most villains. But now he knew how wrong he was, and with no ignorance to excuse it.

Once Peter changed into his hero clothes (Since his gym clothes shred when he uses his quirk) he took his place in the sand pits and immediately changed his shape to that of a large flat stone. The sand underneath his feet shifted as his form pushed the sand out of the way and shifted his massive weight. The first thing he worked on was shifting his form in such a way that he didn't immediately tip over. To others it looked like he was a large rectangular slab, but upon closer inspection some might see that he was more trapezoid shape at the bottom. But that was the easy part. The hard part was on the surface. It was hard to see, but Peter was trying to add some layer of texture to his shape, small groves around his body. Usually his boulder forms are fairly smooth even when he's not bothering with detailed forms. But in order to manifest more complex shapes, he needed to be able to start with the very surface.

Peter would stay on those shapes for only a few seconds before shifting out. But he barely stays in his normal form as he shifts again, trying to creature more detail on his surface, as well as general trying more complex shapes than just cubes, spheres, or triangles. With his slab form especially, he tried to slowly but gradually "bend". It's not much, but the fact he can even form a shape beyond a slab was some form of progress. So Peter would repeat that for a while: change into a boulder, shift out, change back, and so forth until he felt tired. When he did he'll give himself a few minutes to catch his breath, usually about five minutes or so.