_{iiidiosyncrasies:}

.       luck ends up being on their side. by the time bobby’s suited up in a practice suit ( a duller, darker blue rather than his ice blue & white ) the danger room’s free, recently vacated by a couple other students. as he waits for ky’lar he takes a casual position against the entrance, leaning with one leg stretched in front of him to make him look longer than he really is. bobby picks at his nails idly, cleaning the dirt from underneath them.

      _{ky’lar changed as well ; finding one of the the practice suits was easy, but he wasn’t comfortable with just wearing it alone. a reason to why he slipped his usual jacket on over it — that way, he would have a sense of some normalcy while they were training.}  

      _{not that it would be much, but it still was enough that ky managed to feel comfortable —- even though he knew how he was when he fought. he avoided it for a reason and using his abilities made the situation worse; one little moment of weakness and it would take him weeks to regain himself… if not longer.}

      ^{❝ if i get out of control…. shut me down. ❞}

      ^{it was a bold request; one that ky’lar hoped that bobby could honestly fulfill if things went badly. therefore, he had his gloves on as a secondary comfort —- he had outgrown the use for them a while ago, but they still helped when he got out of control.}

       _{❝ i need you to promise me that. ❞}