Day before and Level 3

(this happens before level 3.)

It was after training Gray was sore but he had other things to do that day. He made his way to a familiar neighborhood. The one with the creepy house. He walked up the path to the porch and knocked on the door. The door of the one and only Dr. O. "Good evening sir. Would your daughter happen to be home. I was hoping to ask her a favor." he explained being quite civil despite his arms and fingers being wrapped to heal over night as well as a few bandaged on his face and one swollen eye. (insert his response).

"Hey Shar. I got a favor to ask." he said dropping the plastic bag he had with him. "I need your help." he took out a hair bleaching kit. "I need you to help me get this color out of my hair." he was pulling on a lock of the blue hair that covers his head. "I'd ask Sky but she's busy." he explained. With a 'come on please' smirk.

(her response)

After getting her help he said good night and that he'd see her tomorrow.


During Level 3

After 5 days of non-stop training Gray only nodded at the idea of all the tactics Major wanted him to implement. He was grateful for all the the training but he had hit a wall in power. He couldn't push past. If he knew his father maybe he could pin-point the focus of his training. Give him an idea of where to go from there. But Gray had started to fear that he didn't get any powers. Not abnormal powers anyway. Sure he could take down a robot, but compared to his classmates he had to try hard. So very hard. If not for his raw, gutsy, hard-headed determination he wouldn't even he in the hero class in the first place. That first day he broke all the fingers in his hands and most of them in his left foot. If not for the medical medical this place could do he might not have fought again. Before stepping into the sim he ripped the bandages off his face and unwrapped his arms, hands, and pulled the ones off his chest from under his shirt. "Okay, McQueen. Fast and loud. Call out when you need a break, and call out anytime it seems to adapt so we can tag off and hit them with something different." he said but didn't demand. It was a team effort and one can't fight alone. Gray ran his fingers through his now silvered blonde hair. Dropping his 'trademark' track jacket and not tying his usual 'hero mask' on. "Ready when you are."

(OOC: Jaxx I give you permission to use Gray a bit to react to Shar bleaching his hair. and things like that.

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