<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/CIA7A5.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Marvels Building Upstate New York City<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Training uniform<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Torrent, Mind Witch, Magni,<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><hr/>Myg wasn’t mocking the big guy, he did mean it as a joke though. Judging from the way Magni answered, it most likely wasn’t taken that way—unless, Magni was a master of sarcasm… Dammit, now he had to pay attention to the demigod lifting weights. When you say you are going to do something for a team mate, you do it. His psychic abilities were near his mothers but without the years of experience to fine tune everything. He had seen her lift an adult whale and a crane barge…quick math, carry the four and that brought him somewhere between the fifty-to-seventy-ton range.<br/><br/>Ok, just because he had never done it didn’t mean he couldn’t. Please don’t sneeze in the middle of your reps and drop that on someone. He silently wished Magni. Hmm…maybe he should be trying to lift this stuff too? And a new training program needs to be created.<br/><br/>He turned back to Megan and had to replay it in his head what she said. “Right…earbuds..” he agreed. He had seen Megan the least but remembered her the most. No one else in here had been inside his head. It’s a rather intimate experience to share your inner most doubts, fears, hopes and even your corny dreams. He had never really said most of that out loud. “I was just saying it had been a while…”<br/><br/>Her dead panned humour made him smile and then chuckle. Both his parents spoke ‘British’ rather than American as far as accents went. His mom because she grew up there, his dad because his English instructor was an Oxford professor. He had no trouble hearing the joke for what it was. He nodded “It must have been in one of those private moments. All I remember him saying when I was trying to work out a costume was "<em>Well, What Would You Prefer, Yellow Spandex?</em>"<br/><br/>You would think he would be used to seeing model gorgeous women working out in tight clothes, he did train with his mom. The thing is, Megan wasn’t his mom and he had to concentrate to keep his eyes level with hers. He probably didn’t succeed in the beginning. Her comment about training had him nodding easily. He looked around and shrugged. “We absolutely should.” he agreed. “I have some programs I developed for the danger room.”<br/>