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Training: Day One

Robin planned his team's first training session for eight in the morning on their third day as Titans. He walked through the sliding doors to the gym at half past six, already changed and fed.

Running, pushups, weights, dead lifts, pull-ups and a Junior-Olympic level acrobatic routine later, he was warmed up and decided to pick a fight with a punching bag. His team wasn't going to be coming in for at least another half hour, so the bag was the best solid object he could practice his martial arts talent on. Soon, a pale girl cloaked in blue walked in holding a black mug; a hi-five hand, outlined in white and with ring finger down against the palm, decorated its surface.

"Hi Raven," Robin said to her. "Training isn't for another half hour, why don't you get breakfast? You'll need your strength." He wasn't out of breath; simply making light conversation.

"I have breakfast," she stated and took a sip from the mug. "I'll meditate."

Robin indicated his understanding and continued his barrage, but kept an eye on the girl as she wandered around the gym. She was inspecting all of the machines, weights and training mats.

Wandering over to the sparring ring, she sat and took a deep breath with eyes closed. Robin specifically asked Vic to add that ring in so they could practice fighting each other, but it seemed like she picked the large open space specifically to do her thing. "Another unforeseen benefit…good," he thought.

Five minutes passed and Robin now lazily jabbed at the sack of sand while absently listening to a raspy "Azerath Metrion Xinthos." Sometimes he wished he could fly, it seemed so cool especially when you did it meditating.

Starfire walked in with a shy smile as she glimpsed her teammates. Robin snapped out of his soaring daydreams and returned her smile as she took stock of the equipment much like Raven had. When finished, she wandered over to him with a confused look on her face.

Robin snapped back to reality. He had been staring, mouth slightly agape and still jabbing at the hanging cylinder to his right. He looked like an idiot. The Boy Wonder flushed; damn she was beautiful. He'd better learn to ignore that so he was focused during missions. "Punch it?" he jerked his head to the punching bag and gave a weak smile.

"Please…will it not harm the creature?" She questioned.

"Uhh…no. It's not alive, it's meant to be punched." Robin loosened up; she sure was naïve, in that cute sort of way. Her face brightened considerably and she nodded. Robin stepped aside to grant her access and she raised a fist preparing to strike as she bit her lip (adorably) in concentration.

Thwack

The bag jostled slightly.

"Harder. Like you would hit one of those Gordanian alien guys we fought a few days ago."

Without warning, her face contorted in terrified rage as her eyes turned emerald, fist poised to strike yet again. Everything seemed to go quiet for a moment and…

KaBoom

A shockwave sent the bird pair flying and they both look up at the target, wide-eyed in adrenaline-fueled surprise.

Chunks of concrete fell from above as the bag stood lodged in the fractured ceiling, a steady stream of sand was pouring out and spilling onto the floor in front of the alien.

Silence pierced the atmosphere.

Starfire relaxed as the confused look returned on her face. "Please…is it broken?" she ventured.

"Looks like we're gonna have an interesting session today," Raven deadpanned, now on her feet and dusting off her cloak. Robin couldn't help but agree.


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