"...temperature tracking implant?"

"I have an - after my last hospitalization I got an implant for keeping track of my internal temperature so I could get warnings if it gets too low? So, uh. That's probably doing it and implies it might also make nice with the comms system, and I'll. Need to talk to some people about turning it on at some point, probably!" Looking like such a dumbass augh doesn't even know what the things inside her fucking do!!!

"Anyway this does mean we can go power testing now though?" she asks, hopefully, desperately wishing to prove herself at least a little bit competent on at least one axis, somewhere.

"Oh. That's really clever. —right, yes, let's go."

She gets the teleport request notif.

On her phone, like before. Anyway yep, accept!

She's practically vibrating with excitement.

The relevant location is an enormous room, the glass ceiling a good four stories up, and wide enough to comfortably house two football fields and then some. There are various equipment available, such as training dummies, climbing rope nets, and the like, available for people to train or practise.

Eeeeeeeee~

Okay, first she's going to warm up a little - it's been over two months since she's been able to properly use her powers, and with her absurdly compatible partner right there she needs to re-calibrate. With Tae-gun present, it's easier than she could have ever expected, and she can't stop the grin from spreading across her face. Yesssssssssssssssss.

She begins with general demonstrations of pyrokinetic control. It's immediately clear that while she can just cause there to be massive amounts of fire without too much trouble, she's much more focused on precision over raw power, and seems to take some measure of joy in making it look downright artistic. She moves small motes of fire through the air deftly, splitting them off and combining them on the other side of imaginary obstacles, then real ones, leaving them perfectly unharmed, then expands them to make walls and curves and more complicated shapes. At first it's quick flashes of fire, but as she gets used to the ease at which she can use her power with her (likely!) partner present, she begins holding and then dissipating them at will, with only minimal hand movements (mostly to keep track of where things are in relation to things). Then she runs through other practical things - gently warming up a space several degrees, making tiny efficient globes of fire that give off more light than heat, then holding them steady while doing other things. Her power control often originates from herself or her hands, but it doesn't actually need to, and she can just make something be hot over there without disturbing anything in between her or it; the problem is that it's a little harder to aim that way, and she loses out on precision, not that she can't.

Her powers look remarkably destructive, but the training equipment is entirely untouched and intact. Tae-gun can feel the heat from her flames, but only when they're very close, not when one would feel ambient heat from an ordinary fire.

"I'm going to want to practice on the destructive side next," she says, when her phone beeps at her to stop, "I just didn't want to break anything without checking first. But yes, break first, safety."

The smile hasn't left her face since she started using her powers, and it's not going to go away anytime soon.

Her powers really are extremely cool. "I do conjure ice..."

"Oooo! I mean I couldn't do the smoke trick without proper fuel, but breaking through ice things would be really great! I haven't had any practice with ice yet."

There are seats in here, right? She can sit next to him? ... Possibly while holding his hand??

Yes to both. Though he might need a second to be able to concentrate again before he can use his powers.

Oh, she was taking a break because, well, her phone beeped at her that her temperature was getting too low. So he doesn't need to do anything in particular.

Well, except maybe talk to her.

"Um, any tips for what I should work on in particular? Since you are, well, kind of already experienced in the practical side of things. With the caveat that I can do destruction and just haven't gotten to showing you that half yet."

Oh good a distraction. 

"Hmm... So it's hard to say based on just watching you like that because I'm not sure what the backlash accumulation rate was nor how much you can tolerate, and since you were experimenting a lot I also don't have a good feel for your sustain, but, assuming you definitely want to be a combat esper, the precision looks really good for very high single target DPS—that's "damage per second"—as well as CC—that's "crowd control", means basically things that help you herd and arrange the spatial distribution of enemies."

Nowadays these terms are usual for certain kinds of video games but Tae-gun is not sure whether the terms came from games or if games got them from espers. Video games like modern ones didn't really exist in the 70s, of course, but there were tabletop RPGs that could've come up with the terms, and he doesn't know if they did.

"So... work on sustain and pacing myself in a real actual combat situation," she translates, nodding.

"That, generically, is true always, since your backlash is always the thing bottlenecking you. Learning how to get the most effect out of the least backlash is the most important thing."

"Right. And I haven't been able to do a lot of - backlash management because I was bottlenecked on getting rid of it. Though for the record, the experimentation is also about - trying to find the most efficient way to do something."

"Yeah, I figured it would be."

Smile! And handholding.

"Are there combat drills? Available? With Quasar or in Korea in general."

"Kind of but kind of not? It's really, really difficult to do proper drills with the way dungeons are so different from each other and also with how destructive esper powers can be. There are drills for the parts that are pretty common, going in and out, some kinds of rescuing and dangerous terrain, but there isn't really anything other than monsters that I can do—much of my stuff to. But people spar and train with dummies, too."

"Hm. Okay." She's not super happy about that answer, why can't she obsessively practice in safety where no lives are on the line...? "... My power's really destructive, it's, uh. A little frightening, and I don't want to hurt anyone. Dungeons and monsters, sure, just." She waves vaguely. "I definitely don't want to hurt anyone by accident."

"...maybe you and I have different things in mind when you say drill?"

"Probably? Mostly what I want to do is practice my aim and reflexes and keeping my destruction where I mean it to be instead of, uh. Everything burns down. - Actually, if I get control over a fire, I can keep it from spreading and kind of - shush it? So possibly I might want to do some kind of... fire fighting thing."

"Oh. When you said 'drill' I was thinking of something scripted and programmed to try to simulate real dungeons, which is what I think is not generally feasible. We have fireproof—" Hm. "Or at least fire-resistant practice targets, nothing is proof sufficient applications of esper powers."

Nod. "... It'd be useful to have a range of fire-resistant to non fire-resistant materials to practice on. Practicing both the - punching through things that don't want to be melted into slag, and stopping flammable things from spreading completely out of control. If that's, uh, feasible."

"Yeah. That should be easy to get."

"Oh, good! Okay." Haaaaandholding. She checks on her phone what her core temperature is. Ehhhh still not good enough to go back to practicing, it'll just beep at her again. This is still significantly faster than before - especially when it feels like he's got a backlash backlog of his own? - but still. She wishes to science.