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“Yeah, we’ll get there.” He walked over to the table with her. “Here, put your thumb in the loop, and you’re going to start by wrapping it around your wrist once...” Max talked her through it, slowly looping the fabric around the hands and between her fingers before sticking the velcro together over her knuckles. “I was thinking you might get a little fun out of learnin’ how to fight.”

@ Max

She looked at the table, then down at his hands, to make sure she knew what to get from the table once she was there. “Okay, but I was hoping to watch you use your powers instead.” She grabbed some of the dirty white wraps Max mentioned and tossed it over her palm. “How do I wrap it correctly?” she asked over her shoulder, trying to tie it around. 

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He chuckled again, moving to hold the bag while she hit it. “She’s going to be four in a couple of weeks,” Max replied. Looking down at the other’s fists, he jerked his head towards the wall. “Grab some handwraps, or you’re going to mess those pretty little knuckles up.” He shook his head. “Not officially. I go out and help the agents, sometimes, but not much more than that.”

@ Max

Her eyes widened to the point of popping out. “No, okay, this is the biggest plot twist ever. How old is she?” Beth tried again, but her weak arms could hardly do a lot to the bag, except help it swing a little more. Her knuckles were getting red and itchy, proving that the sand bag was winning. “Wait, so… you’re an agent? Not just an inhuman, but you officially work for SHIELD?”

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“The GAP just has reasonably priced clothing, and I have a daughter, so we can rule the second one out.” He wrapped his hand again after stretching it out, watching her hit the bag and chuckling softly. “I’m from a military family. My daddy graduated from West Point, and my grandfather was a general. On my mama’s side, practically everyone was in the navy.”

@ Max

“You dressed like one and acted like you’ve never seen a naked woman, so my mind wondered,” she said getting inside and closing in on Max, throwing a weak punch at the sand bag, making it swing. “Um… Okay, wow? That’s like the biggest plot twist ever.”

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“You thought I was a loser? I’m wounded.” He pouted at her before laughing—Max always had a hard time keeping a straight face—and putting down his water bottle. He started to unwrap one of his hands, stretching the fingers out from where they had been forced into a fist, the textured fabric leaving grooves in his skin. “I was in the marines.” He looked up. “Did four tours in Afghanistan.”

@ Max

There was a couple of minutes she had to watch him go at it, before he reacted to her voice and turned around. She’d seen people fight before, but Max’s hits looked too precise to be just random arm and leg swinging. His well defined muscles suggested the same. This was not his first time practicing those moves. “So am I. I thought you were a church loving loser, what’s with all the skill against that sand bag?”

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Max had been training for a while now, just trying to remember all the skills he had learned as a part of the marines—hands wrapped as if he was a boxer, he stood in front of a punching bag, driving his fists and his knees into it, staying sharp and breathing in rhythm with the blows. At the sound of the door creaking open, he turned, and seeing Beth standing there, he smiled. “Glad you could make it,” he replied, grabbing his water bottle and walking towards her.

@ Max

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“Come on up,” he said, wrapping an arm around her waist and lifting her up carefully from the ground. “All right, we’re just going to hop on over here...” he said, guiding her towards the bench before helping her sit down. “Put your foot up.”

“Is it really?” There was a slight panic in her voice, but Cerise tried to hide it as best as she could. “Okay..Thank you, I’d really appreciate that. I mean, only if it wouldn’t be too much of a bother for you.”

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“I reckoned you weren’t,” he replied, a genial smile on his face. “Oh, yeah? Sounds interestin’.”

“I am, though not of your religion,” Kalil acknowledged. “A spiritual man, mostly.”

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He jogged back over, carrying the first aid kit, kneeling next to her and opening it up. “You took quite a fall there,” he said, starting to clean off her knee. “I’m glad you didn’t get hurt further.”

She looked and shrugged, but then really looked. “Oh wow. Whoops.” She smiled and nodded as she put her hand behind her head, embarrassed. 

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He tilted his head. “Looks like you’re just fine,” he replied, letting go of her hand. “Up and at ‘em. I reckon you’ll be all right.”

Mallory looked up at him, taking his hand. He was such a gentleman, she didn’t have the heart to tell him that she would be just fine in a minute. “Thank you so much,” she said her lips quirking up into a smile.

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He looked down. “Ooh, yikes, looks like you’re bleeding quite a bit,” he replied, looking around. “Gimme a mo’, I’ll grab the first aid kit.”

Josie had tripped and scrapped her knee like the clutz she was. She had been running while looking at her feet again. “Uhm I think I’ll be fine with a little antiseptic.” 

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“You a religious man?” Max asked, curious. “Beggin’ your pardon, if that ain’t somethin’ you want to answer.”

“Then I wish you luck,” Kalil nodded courteously. “Spirituality and religion is, in my opinion, always a worthy pursuit.”

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He slowed his pace until he was standing over her, holding a hand out. “At least let me help you up there, miss,” Max replied, holding a hand out. “Might as well be put to some use while I’m here, right?”

Mallory was working on completing a faster mile when her ankle gave out, twisting inwards. Holding her hands out she braced her fall, and hoped that everyone was so busy training they didn’t see the silver haired girl fall. Those hopes were dashed when she heard a voice calling out to her. “Yes, I’ll be fine. Just a little trip, thank you for asking.”

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He looked down. “Ooh, good lord, that’s swellin’ up fast.” He tilted his head. “Let me help you over to that bench over there. I can help you with it. If you’d like.”

Cerise let out a low hissing sound as she tried to stand back up again. “I’m okay, I’m okay,” she hurried to say as she saw the man come over. “It’s just a sprained ankle, I think.It’s okay though. I just…need a minute.”

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“Why would we need to break in? Hell, they’d be happy to have me back, but they’re all the way back home in Georgia.”

“Alright Forrest Gump,” she laughed. “I’m guessing you haven’t seen your parents for a while. We should break into their house and steal all the pies.”

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He nodded. “Would these waves have enough force to knock someone out? Hit them hard enough to cause injury? Because that could definitely be a brain injury.”

Kate shrugged, honestly having no idea what the answer to that would be. “It was power related. He has the ability to see and manipulate electromagnetic waves, and I guess they just, attacked him? I’m not fully informed of everything, but that’s the majority of it I believe.”

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“Don’t be sorry.” Max grinned genially back at the other. “I’m used to carryin’ on all by myself for a while now, I’m sure I can carry on a bit more. I suppose this is just my pet project.”

“Please, don’t worry about making others uncomfortable. We have many people from varying backgrounds. It’s not unreasonable that you would like to worship, but unfortunately I don’t believe the Academy has regular Sunday mass as I am sure you’re used to,” Kalil shrugged apologetically.

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“That’s terrible—was it a traumatic brain injury?” He tilted his head, all of his knowledge from his undergraduate studies starting to kick in now. “Is it retrograde amnesia?”

Kate bit her lip, not quite sure how to respond to that. Well, honesty is the best policy. “Yeah, I mean, he’s not injured, not technically anyway. He just lost his memories some time ago.” She explained, hoping that would sum it all up for him.