[hr][hr][center][h1][color=87d0f2]Callie Johnson[/color] & [color=mediumspringgreen]James Kingston[/color][/h1]
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[i]Location: Mutant Underground, Training Area[/i]
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As soon as it came up in conversation that Callie knew kickboxing, James couldn’t stop himself from asking her for a few friendly practice rounds. The group training was great and all but they didn’t quite give him an opportunity to push himself as far as he did in his personal workouts. He’d mostly reestablished his routine by now or as much as he could without the machines but he missed having a person to spar with on a regular basis. So when she agreed, he was ecstatic.

Now, looking up at her from where she knocked him flat on his ass, he couldn’t help but laugh. It started out as kickboxing but when she added a few other moves he didn’t know about, he’d asked her for some lessons. His pride was a little hurt at how quickly she managed to get the upper hand but the sting faded as quickly as the one in his back. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Mind if we take a quick break? I think I need a breather after that one.”[/color] James asked with a chuckle as he shoved himself back into a sitting position. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Where did you learn how to fight? Oh, actually before that, any bruises or aches you need me to patch up?”[/color]

Callie was actually glad to have a new sparring partner, sure the little training sessions with the others was nice and all but it was good that she had someone who knew kickboxing pretty well. Though she did have a lot more experience with fighting, and she didn't really go easy on James either, and she would occasionally add a bit of electricity to her punches as well, just enough to smart and not to injure either. [color=87d0f2]"Sure thing."[/color] She said as she grabbed a nearby towel and wiped some sweat off of her face, finding a nearby water bottle and tossed it over to James and grabbed herself one.

[color=87d0f2]"I spent four years at Xavier's school, there was some training there, my uncle is also an MMA trainer and would occasionally show me some moves that he picked up as well."[/color] She said as Callie walked over and sat down next to James and took another sip from her water bottle and shook her head slightly. [color=87d0f2]"I know the healing takes a bit out of you, if it isn't something life threatening I usually just learned to walk it off mostly."[/color] She said. 

[color=mediumspringgreen]“Thanks!”[/color] James said as he caught the water bottle and took a swig. He had to say, it was fun sparring with her. She kept him on his toes and he appreciated how she didn’t hold herself back too much. The first time she added a little electricity, he nearly knocked her in the face reflexively but he appreciated the opportunity to get used to fighting someone with some added [i]oomph[/i] to their punches. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Yeah, the healing does but we have a rough enough time here as it is. No need to suffer any extra if you don’t need to. Offers always open.”[/color] He shrugged at the concern.

[color=mediumspringgreen] “So you trained with the x-men, huh? Why did you join the Underground, if you don’t mind me asking.”[/color] James watched her for a reaction carefully. 

[color=87d0f2]"No problem."[/color] Callie said as she went and sat down next to him, and cracked her neck slightly, and gave him a nod. [color=87d0f2]"Yeah, actually my mom knew Xavier and Magneto a few years before either of the X-Men or Brotherhood were founded, well she hooked me up on going to the school there more than anything."[/color] She said as she leaned back a little bit, and thought about it for a moment. [color=87d0f2]"Well you know the people we rescued from Sinister's lab? The X-Men cant be everywhere at once, and other groups probably could care less about politics and mutants, when I got approached and the whole pitch was something I was more than willing to join in, haven't regretted the choice either."[/color]

James nodded along as Callie explained. He had come to that conclusion after the Professor’s visit clarified how many people were connected to the group. Originally, he’d been under the impression the Underground was just a bunch of well meaning mutants unaffiliated with the major groups. He’d been half right and it still rubbed him the wrong way. If you made an effort to visit your organization, why wouldn’t you help out with supplies? It made no sense to attempt to remove yourself that far when the Underground perpetuated the criminal stereotype about mutants. But he wasn’t in charge, he just fixed the place and the people. If everyone else was content with this, so be it. 

[color=mediumspringgreen]“Makes sense. Easier to help people when you have a certain degree of anonymity I guess.”[/color] James agreed. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Are you planning to stay here as long as you can or do you have a goal in mind for the future?”[/color]

[color=87d0f2]"Yeah that's why we don't really have to much support from Xavier, and have to mostly rely on the other cells around the country for support. Since we have to keep hidden when we are moving others around safely, cant have to many well known people around either for to long."[/color] Callie said as she took another drink from her water bottle, and shrugged slightly. She hadn't really thought of anything else really other then working with the Underground. [color=87d0f2]"Veil confides in me a lot, I am the second if something happens, or if she's not in the HQ. Or if another underground cell needs a new leader i'd move."[/color] Callie said shrugging slightly. [color=87d0f2]"Though if I wasn't, probably go back to my old job as a car mechanic."[/color]

[color=mediumspringgreen]“Oh shit, really?”[/color] James beamed at that little tidbit. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Before this, I was saving up to open my own shop actually. I’d kill to get my hands on an engine again. Don’t get me wrong, patching up generators is fun and all but nothing like getting under the hood of a car. I miss the noise of a busy garage the most though, you know?”[/color] James shook his head fondly, taking another swig of water. He had a lot of fond memories in his father's garage [color=mediumspringgreen] “Where you’d learn to work on cars?”[/color]

Callie smiled a bit, it was actually really nice to hear someone, she did have her own car she uses to drive around town, though its small and not really good for making runs. [color=87d0f2]"Patching somethings up around here isn't to bad, really. My dad, though he is a cop out in New York he learned it from my grandfather, and kind of passed it down onto me."[/color] She answered. [color=87d0f2]"I have my own car outside of HQ, I sometimes will just work on whenever we aren't busy."[/color]

[color=mediumspringgreen]“That’s awesome.”[/color] James replied with a smile, capping his water. He’d been asking all the people who didn’t just stumble across the Underground why they’d joined rather than doing something else and the answers gave him a lot to think about. But that was for later. For now, he had a sparring session to finish. So he popped up onto his feet and held his hand out for Callie. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Ready to get started again?”[/color]

Callie took another drink from her water bottle before closing it, and nodded towards him as she took his hand and stood up again cracking her fingers a little bit and her neck as well. [color=87d0f2]"Yep i'm more than ready to go one more round."[/color] She said, as she walked over towards the center of the room again getting herself into her fighting stance.