Shift, shape, cancel. Peter didn't do much else but that for a long time. Occasionally he might roll around if he was feeling restless, but he knew he had to keep up his training. He was slowly starting to get somewhere though, as he was able to start to form some misshapen rock forms [i]intentionally[/i]. They weren't perfect, but the fact he could make them look so strange was a step in the right direction. Eventually Peter took a moment to rest next to a small pile of rubble he dug up during his rolling around. Just a couple of sand stones and a wooden plank, likely shrapnel from a target dummy off in the distance. He was going to toss them somewhere off the sand when he noticed a lizard running around him. [color=f9ad81]"What the fuck?"[/color]

That's when he realized there was [i]another[/i] lizard on his shoulder. How it managed to get there without him noticing surprised him as he started flailing around int he air trying to throw it off before they both vanished. Then he heard some girl behind him laugh and he quickly figured out that this was likely her quirk. Kneeling down into the sand Peter set up a crude little catapult using the rocks and stone. As he stood on the stick being held up by a sandstone, he dropped a sizable rock onto the stick just as he transformed into a small pebble, sending him flying roughly in the direction of the girl.

It wasn't as clean as he'd hoped, but with some spinning and rolling he'd end up pretty close to her. Once he came to a stop Peter came out of pebble form, standing just a few feet away from her. He seemed angry at first, but then he just smirked. [color=f9ad81]"Didn't know heaven sent an angel to watch over me. Name's Peter."[/color]

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