Training Room

Me: Shadic ignore Sam. He is always like this. He is better when he is around Heletail.
Sam:...*Has hand on sword*

Hmph. Well, do you still have desire to fight me? *Slightly mocking*

Sam:*Punches Shadic.*Never get in a prince's face like that.
Me: O__O WTF STOP IT!

*Dodges in a perfectly timed move. Repeatedly snaps his fingers and explosions of dark chaos energy happen close to Sam, sending him all over the place* Hm...I find this rather entertaining... *Still causing explosions*

Sam:*Is no longer there. Behind Shadic. Kicks him into a wall. His body goes all on fire.*Try to hit me with something without it melting.

Simple enough. *Walks over and suddenly grabs Sam by the neck. Lifts him up and begins draining all his power, be it flame, chaos, elemental, or godlike*

Sam:*Nothing happens. His sword is out.*Hehehe...you don't know Excalibur when you see it? Put me down. This is not training which I like more.

*Drops him* I've never been into swords.
*Holding the laser rifle. Holds down the trigger and a constant stream of laser fire comes out. Aims the rifle so well that all shots hit a bulls-eye*

Sam:*heads back to the lobby. Is back to normal*

Me: Alright! You ready Marina?

Marina: *pouts while fixing Ponytail* but fighting is never the answer to everything..

Me: neither is being the damsel of distress.

Marina:.*folds arms and raises eyebrow at her*......

Me: *gets behind the bag to hold it in place* In any case, try punching the "Bag"

Marina: *stares at it for a few seconds, then punches it but the bag dosent move* ........... *rubs hand and walking around, whimpering* that was painful!

Me: Come on! Even I can punch this Bag to Oblivion! All you gotta do is focus your punch on the bag

Marina: *nods a bit* alright..

Me: Think of something Bad like....Kyle being dragged by another girl

Marina: *raises eyebrow*...How's that going to help?

Me: it'll make you angry and make your punches more strong.

Marina: But He-....well... ok. I suppose *starts to think about it*

Me: *mutters* eh...she's not going to-

Marina: .... *punches the bag and breaks it from the ceiling*

Me: Gah! *fall back with Bag on top of me* ow...

Marina: *gasp* Omg! Al-

Me: *piece of ceiling fall off and lands on bag. Knocks out*

Marina: Oh Man!! *runs to get help*

Me: *later, gets taken to medical room*.....

Marina: ....well...some training that was.... *laughs a little and looks at workers fixing ceiling* Sorry about that

Workers: Nah its fine

Marina: *smiling nervously* er...I think its lunch break so- *turns around to walk away and bumps into someone*....!