The events that transpired yesterday left Charlie with a bittersweet taste in her mouth. In her eyes, she had hoped that meeting up with Jordan would yield the positive result of her agreeing the rejoin her in the fight against Druidon and ultimately
she did. The problem was that she couldn't have expected Druidon to respond right in the moment of their meeting. After nearly ten years apart from someone she considered to be a big sister, Charlie was thankful that Jordan was there to support her in fending off the Drunn Soliders as best as they could, even if it resulted in the taking of hostages. If Charlie knew Druidon well, she understood that they were smart enough
not to kill them off, but rather play the long game in getting what they wanted.
What that was remained to be seen, which was why training for the
new Rangers (and refresher training for she and Jordan) began today.
The Command Center had bunks if the Rangers wanted to stay overnight, but Charlie wasn't going to force them to if they didn't want to. Personally, she had her own place to stay, but with the need to act quickly to retrieve the hostages, Charlie elected to stay at the Command Center overnight to work on the Green and Pink Power Morphers. All in all, she
might have gotten between three and four hours of sleep, but these days that was the norm for her. Her paranoia wouldn't allow her to
truly rest until she felt complete safety. As the youngest member of the original Rangers, Charlie often felt incompetent and weak... as if the others had to compensate for her age. Now, as an adult, she never wanted to feel like that again. Protecting the other Rangers as the de factor "leader" was paramount for her.
"Morning guys. Meet up at the Command Center Training Facility today at 9AM. Might wanna eat before you get here unless you want just some donuts and orange juice from two days ago, ha."
Rolling over in the full size bed of her bunk, Charlie planted her feet onto the ground and rubbed her eyes. If she had the means to, she could sleep for another few hours, but Ross and Vallory needed training as well as getting acquainted with their Power Morphers. Things weren't as simple as just following the Morph Sequence and, voila, you're a Power Ranger. There was a potentially fatal risk if the powers didn't fully bond with the individual piloting the suit. Shaking the negative thought from her mind, Charlie quickly got dressed in more battle fitting attire, throwing on a black sports bra with matching pants that both had double purple lines along the trimming. After grabbing a workout bag and her insulated water bottle, she made her way into the hall, got in the elevator, and went down to the basement. The Training Facility was on the same floor as the Command Center's Control Room.
As the double doors slid open, Charlie lifted her hazel eyes and was honestly surprised to see everyone already present and accounted for upon walking into the futuristic facility. A small smile set on her face as she sat her things down, grabbing the nearby suitcase that was perched on the bench.
"Am I wrong to say that I'm surprised all of you beat me here?" she mused, opening up the latches of the suitcase and pulling out the two watch-like devices. The perimeter of each of the Power Morpher's faces had the respective colors for Ross and Vallory.
"Alright, you two. Your Power Morphers are basically like your keys to the Morphing Grid. Like I mentioned yesterday, the Morphing Grid is like... a fourth dimension where the Rangers can access their powers in anyway possible. With the Power Crystals already bonding with you, morphing shouldn't be a problem, but the first few times having that power in your possession can be overwhelming." She looked to Jordan with a small smirk, an inside joke that one of the former Rangers (or a few of them) had some problems with the initial Morph Sequence.
As the two new Rangers equipped themselves with their Power Morphers, Charlie carried on,
"An important thing to note is that your body has to stay in peak physical shape. It's not as simple as just morphing and, boom, you're in perfect shape. Like Val asked yesterday, yes, the suits will automatically adjust to your body... but it's still your body. Val, you're a pro wrestler, so I don't doubt that you'll be just fine." She chuckled, looking up at the tall woman before turning her attention to Ross.
"And if I recall correctly Ross, you're a former track athlete? Channel those experiences and you should be fine. Kicking ass on a day-to-day basis has a way of kicking your own ass into shape."Walking over to Jordan, Charlie nodded her head at the Blue Ranger.
"How you feeling, J? Think you wanna test these two out in a sparring match?"