Vincent Amorason (quitethecharmer) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-12-07 15:02:00

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awesome andrea, mac rider, vincent vernard

An Outing Between Men
Well, the annual rating event had revealed a bit more than Vincent had been expecting, but he was still resolved to get through his list. Even concerning MacKenzie. Especially concerning MacKenzie, given the nature of the item.

He picked up the phone and dialed.

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	fleetfootmac 2010-12-07 10:37 pm UTC (link)
	"Hello, this is Mac." (Reply to this)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2010-12-07 10:50 pm UTC (link)
	"Hello MacKenzie, this is Vincent. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out. Perhaps play some dodgeball?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

fleetfootmac
2010-12-07 10:57 pm UTC (link)

Mac paused for thought. He had to assume the FF had much better and more familiar contacts to call in case of a hostage crisis, so the request and its strange tone probably shouldn't be chalked up to that.

"Dodgeball?" He manages to avoid literally saying 'who plays dodgeball?' but it is in his tone. Still, any sport he can get without its being pointless. "Okay. I'm done with work for the day. When's good for you?"

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	quitethecharmer 2010-12-07 11:05 pm UTC (link)
	"Yes." He double-checks his schedule. "I'm tutoring someone this afternoon, but I'm free at five. I'll order pizza." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fleetfootmac 2010-12-07 11:06 pm UTC (link)
	"Cool. Meet you over there, then?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2010-12-07 11:23 pm UTC (link)
	"Of course. I'll tell Roberta to send you on up upon your arrival. I'll have one of the simulation rooms prepared." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fleetfootmac 2010-12-07 11:28 pm UTC (link)
	"K. See you then." Mac wondered idly if this was going to come with an 'if you know what's good for you, treat her right,' speech. Not that he minded getting lectured just a little on doing something he had every intention of doing. Technically, he'd figure it was more Kristoff's privilege, as the oldest teammate, if it wasn't just left to her dad, but whatever. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2010-12-07 11:33 pm UTC (link)

"Until then, MacKenzie." He hangs up, then gathers the appropriate textbooks to go meet his student.

~~~

Later that day, Vincent has finished programming in what he assumes is enough of a challenge to make the game enjoyable for the both of them. Surface-oriented gravity to enable wall and ceiling-running, and slightly reduced gravity. In spite of himself, he's guessing that this should actually be fun. Pizza is being kept warm in kitchenette's oven on the kids' floor.

He still hasn't decided if he's going to bring up Andrea or not.

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	fleetfootmac 2010-12-07 11:41 pm UTC (link)
	MacKenzie shows up, and once Roberta's let him up, peels off his respectable coat for his workout clothes, hair tied up. When they're done, he should see if Andrea's home. "Hey," he says with a nod and small smile. "So. What're the ground rules?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2010-12-08 12:09 am UTC (link)

Vincent smiles, feeling rather in his element as he whistles, an audio cue for the room to switch on. "I set up a few features to help make it more enjoyable for us, given that it's normally a team game. You can run along any surface as if it were the floor, gravity is slightly reduced, and..." He whistles again.

A turret lowers from the center of the ceiling, a laser sight drifting towards the boys. "A third player, set to target either of us." Vincent points at a circular target on the turret. "Hitting it makes it only track the other player for thirty seconds. First to five consecutive hits of the other wins. Throw as hard as you like, the room and ball can take it, but I don't think flying will be necessary, given the settings for the room."

To illustrate his point, he pushes off with a flat kick against the floor, propelling himself smoothly through the air to the opposite wall. He shifts before he lands, ending up parallel to the floor, and standing against the wall without a problem.

"Any questions?"

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	fleetfootmac 2010-12-08 12:14 am UTC (link)
	"Cool. What is this, oh-point-two Gs?" Felt like it. Like several moons he'd been on. "And where are the balls?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2010-12-08 12:21 am UTC (link)

Vincent smirks and nods towards the turret as he walks down the wall, making the 90 degree change as he comes to the floor. "They'll enter play from there. At least one every thirty seconds, no more than every five seconds. Balls disappear in keeping with a maximum of ten in play at any one time."

He nods to the estimation of the gravity as well.

"Twenty percent Earth standard, yes. Very observant."

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	fleetfootmac 2010-12-08 12:25 am UTC (link)
	"Cool." Mac pays attention to what he's saying as he starts stretching a little. He's had a good stretch and good workout today already, of course, but not since having a good long bath. He gets himself positioned. "Ready when you are, man." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2010-12-08 12:33 am UTC (link)

Vincent starts on one side of the room, a line marking a divider, nodding as MacKenzie takes his position as well.

"Computer, start program: Hailstorm."

The turret spins rapidly in a circle, sliding from side to side in the ceiling as well, before firing what looks like a standard red playground ball, although significantly more durable, at Vincent.

Vincent catches the ball with a curved and closed palm, then flings it at MacKenzie.

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	fleetfootmac 2010-12-08 12:50 am UTC (link)
	Less gravity. Less air viscosity. Less friction. That ball really flies. But Mac's got less air resistance getting in the way as he dives to the side, too. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2010-12-08 12:52 am UTC (link)
	The ball bounces off the back wall at an angle, heading off to Vincent's right as it approaches the line. He rushes forward to meet it when it crosses, even as he hears the turret moving to choose a target again. His stride increases a bit due to the gravity, and he seems slightly imbalanced as he moves. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fleetfootmac 2010-12-08 01:20 am UTC (link)
	When you're an Atlantean princeling, an assistant spacecop, and a flying New Yorker, if there's one thing you know how to do, it's adjust force and balance for different environments. Mac turned to be in the perfect situation to catch the newly-incoming ball and hurled it hard straight at Vincent. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2010-12-08 01:28 am UTC (link)

Vincent nearly raises his arms across his chest to defend himself, but then remembers what they're playing. He turns his body and takes the shot square in his midsection.

..alright, he hadn't expected to feel it quite that much, but a smile still stretches his face as he manages to catch the toss.

Having had to dive to make the catch leaves him sprawled out and nowhere ready to return the shot or grab the other approaching ball however. He starts to get up.

"So.. you mentioned you had a job?"

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	fleetfootmac 2010-12-08 01:38 am UTC (link)
	"Yep. I run deliveries for a plant shop, the one about --" the next ball to come out goes hurtling at Vincent. "--ten blocks from the old Murderworld entrance, you know?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2010-12-08 01:40 am UTC (link)
	Vincent is back to his feet in time to hurl a ball at the turret, pausing it, and dodge the one it fired. He catches the second on a bounce, then backs away from the line a bit, headed up the left-hand wall. "Not off the top of my head, but--" He grunts slightly as he throws the ball at MacKenzie. "--I could look it up." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fleetfootmac 2010-12-08 01:46 am UTC (link)
	Mac manages to catch it and is hurling it back at full force -- which is quite a lot for Mac, and additionally a lot in this environment -- when the turret shoots at him. His reflexes are good, but he's still in the course of the dodge when ti gets there, so it glances off of his shoulder. "Rats! One for you." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2010-12-08 02:01 am UTC (link)
	Vincent chuckles. "Well it's not as if you're making this easy..." He steps to the side as the turret fires at him as well. No balls are near him, so he keeps his eyes on MacKenzie as he starts moving across the wall towards one. "I don't have a job per se, but I've started tutoring to put some money of my own in my pocket." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fleetfootmac 2010-12-08 02:18 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah. Trust funds are embarrassing, aren't they?" Mac asks as the previous ball ricochets and he lunges forward to swat it hard in Vincent's direction. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2010-12-08 02:23 am UTC (link)

Vincent tries to twist out of the way, but MacKenzie got him just as he was stooping for a ball. The shot bounces off his hip and he wobbles slightly, before catching his balance again.

"I'm not going to act like I haven't put it to great use in the past, but I'm trying not to be that PERSON--" He jumps upwards, turning in midair as he throws the ball, his feet planting on the ceiling when he stops. "--anymore."

	awesome_andrea 2010-12-31 02:16 am UTC (link)
	(DONE) (Reply to this)