glitchviper · 3 years ago
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You Don't Want No Smoke
@gatortopia @jetsam-kisa SMOGCHAMP SMOGCHAMP SMOGCHAMP!!! Jetsam my beloved I hope you're ready for a fun training session with big sis Tsumi. Also starting to sense a pattern with these requests: that being everyone just wants to train/fight with Tsumi.
Notes: Nope besides the fact that the title has basically nothing to do with what happens in this lol (I just thought it was funny cause...ya know...it's Jetsam). Anyways enjoy :)
"Keep going! You're doing great, just a few more seconds," Tsumi cheered," ... and time!"
Upon Tsumi's declaration that the minute of nothing but going to town on a punching bag was over Jetsam took a step back. His breathing was heavy as he tried to regain a least a little of the lost oxygen. "That felt longer than a minute," Jetsam said in between breaths.
"That only causes you aren't used to it," Tsumi smiled," Plus you did amazing! For someone who hasn't really worked on punching skills, you're really good at it so far."
"Thanks," Jetsam smiled back, finally having regained his breath. He put everything he had into those fists of fury so he was glad that they were good.
"Yeah, and it makes my job easier. Anyways there were a few things I noticed. First, you're really stiff, which is probably just nerves, which is fine. But that's an objective one."
Jetsam nodded, he was a little nervous. He'd never really trained like this before and Tsumi was taking time out of her day to help, so he wanted to be good. "So how do I stop being stiff...besides stoping being nervous," he awkwardly laughed, though the steady stream of smoke coming out of his mouth showed his anxieties.
"The nerves will dissipate in time, especially as you work on the skill. For now, let's just work on form."
The two spent the new while going over form, with Tsumi slowly introducing more and more aspects and Jetsam copying her. Nothing too complicated, just simple punching form. The two chatted as Jetsam copied Tsumi's movements, working to keep the mood light and quell Jetsam's anxiety.
After a bit Tsumi had Jetsam step back up to beat the daylights out of the punching bag. Setting the timer for a minute she cheered as Jetsam used his new skills to show that punching bag whose boss. Then after an ass-kicking 60 seconds the timer sounded. "That was wicked Jetsam! You looked so much better than the first time and it's only been, what? Like an hour, soon you won't even need my help," Tsumi grinned.
A wide smile was on Jetsams face as happiness from Tsumi's praise and the fact that he could feel the difference from the beginning filled his mind. "Thank you so much Tsumi!"
"Hey I should be the one thanking you, I had a blast. We should do this more I had fun. Maybe you could even teach me something next time. Plus I'm just glad that you trusted me enough to train with and ask for help. I know that can be real scary, especially asking adults. It's nice to hear that you view me as a safe person to ask," Tsumi paused for a second. "I probably could have said that better but you get my point."
Jetsam nodded," I don't know if it'll be training-related but I'll definitely find something to teach you for next time we hang out. In the meantime how about we go get something to eat, my treat. I don't know about you but I'm hungry and you can think of this as my thanks."
"Jetsam that's not necessary... though who am I to say no to free food."
So the two went off and had a nice little dinner together and had a ball doing that two.
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