vaporjets: (Just too good)
Jet ([personal profile] vaporjets) wrote in [community profile] smashacademy2012-07-08 08:03 pm

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All this idle time had made an old Pokemon itching to do something. Anybody want a swimming lesson down at the pool? Or just come and keep me company, but I know you'd all like a lesson.

[Either way, the Vaporeon can be found messing around at said pool, making waves now and then but mostly just swimming around and keeping himself strong and used to the water. The lack of it around campus is very unnatural. He needs to get someone to make a miniature pool in his room. Or maybe a fountain.

Jet also may or may not have made a slide out of ice that he's thoroughly enjoying launching off of and into the deeper parts of the pool. Running around is not advisable due to the cold, wet and occasionally frosted ground]
bluestreaker: (there he goes)

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[personal profile] bluestreaker 2012-07-09 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He looks a little grumpy to have been left so suddenly like that. ]

Was that s'posed to happen? [ He coughs, trying to work some water out of his air tubes. ]
bluestreaker: (pssh)

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[personal profile] bluestreaker 2012-07-09 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
WOAH! [ He takes a slow hop back in the water, hands up as if ready to shove him away. ] Hi.

[ He listens to him, eyebrows furrowed, but when he's done explaining, Sonic crosses his arms and looks away.

Somehow he felt MORE awkward with Jet like this. Possibly a little more nervous. His ears are pressed to his head, cheeks slightly burnt.
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N-not a big deal.. If that's how y'gotta learn...
bluestreaker: (s-scuse you)

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[personal profile] bluestreaker 2012-07-09 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Yeah, he saw the way it was curving into darkness. Probably the underworld over on the side of the pool. He would bet his life on it. ]

Alright. Sounds good.

[ He starts to make his way in that direction anyway, going until he's just barely on his toes. He tries to hop a couple of times, working without Jet this time, and gets a good kick going. He's almost got it before he tries it with his arms, but it's still offbeat and splashing water into his mouth. HACK. COUGH.

He hops in a circle until he's facing Jet again, making his way back to him. Aww, he looks a little discouraged.
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bluestreaker: (peeeeyeeeww)

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[personal profile] bluestreaker 2012-07-10 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sonic's not sure he's getting what is going on here, so he plays it back a few times in his head, trying to compare it to other scenes of people swimming, before it possibly clicks. ]

Ah! [ He snaps his fingers. ] Breathing techniques?

[ Yeah, he was garbage at that. He was always stuck on just keeping his head above the water and air in his lungs that the idea of holding his breath was preposterous. The panic always overwhelmed him when he was close enough to the surface to know he could have oxygen. When he had to dash underwater, he just held his breath for as long as he could. It was straightforward with all that.

Uggghhh. He doesn't look too happy about this, but he tells himself he has to at least try.
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bluestreaker: (sunava..)

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[personal profile] bluestreaker 2012-07-19 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sonic gives him a little grin. He gets ya! ]

Well, I bet that's somethin' you never gotta worry about, huh? [ As Sonic turns back toward the barrier around deep end again, he starts to laugh at a thought. ] I'll make sure to never have an underwater breath-holding contest with ya, but I bet it'd make for a pretty good prank.

[ That said, he decides to try and use what he had just been taught. So take a breath and hold it (which he does), take off with a few kicks (which he tries, pushing his feet off the ground and going for the deeper portion), swing your arms, alternate head up, breath, head down, hold, and combine it all for an awesome swimming cocktail!

Well, or at least get it right for a couple tries before you open your mouth underwater, swallow it up, and swing back around like the failure you are, choking and gagging, sputtering like a dying motor boat. His toes anchor for the ground until he manages his way back, ears pressed so thin to his skull that they were about to invert. Water dribbles down his jaw as thin slices of wet wheezes pierce the air in front of him.

He looks at Jet. Maybe if this were anyone else, they'd be disappointed in themselves, much like Sonic had been a tad earlier, but...

He smiles instead, and throws a thumbs up. YEAH. COUGH.
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