>>yay! phil realizing that what he has been doing for the team is worth a lot more than just team building but also trust that will play over into every part of their lives.. !!<<
It's a slow build, because Phil really did start intended to restore people's trust in themselves. That's the foundation on which trust for each other is laid. So it starts small, internal to each person; expands into comfortable reactions during game night; improves teamwork in combat; and finally grows to a point when they just really dislike seeing each other in pain. They're learning gestures of caring and awareness that pervade everyday life. And then it cycles back around to self again, as they start realizing that their own unprocessed baggage can hurt the people around them, not by flailing and hitting someone directly, but simply because they aren't taking good care of themselves. So they're starting to stumble in that direction now.
You can bet Clint wouldn't get away with flaying his hands to hamburger on the archery range, not without argument.
>> much much love for this series and all that many ways that bruce is awesome!! <<
I'm glad you're enjoying it so much. I have fun exploring Bruce's many talents. I think some writers make the same mistake as General Ross: seeing him as just a Hulk carton. But he really is a genius, and that manifests in a lot of different ways. Except for his painfully inept emotional intelligence. He's just barely starting to get the hang of feeling as well as thinking, and honestly, he has no idea how much he's riding on Hulk's coattails there.
>> lol.. now i gotta go find out how to get a puddle of goo archer for my very own !! <<
Well, the Hawkeye model is unavailable in this universe, but random archers? Bodywork works like a charm. Seriously. Try it at any Renaissance Faire. Even the simplest flat-hand stroke feels great. If you actually have talent, it turns into more of a challenge shooing people away than attracting them. Archers, drummers, dancers, knights, jocks, writers or musicians who spend hours at a keyboard, anyone who pushes their body. Putty in the paws.
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Date: 2013-03-30 08:11 am (UTC)It's a slow build, because Phil really did start intended to restore people's trust in themselves. That's the foundation on which trust for each other is laid. So it starts small, internal to each person; expands into comfortable reactions during game night; improves teamwork in combat; and finally grows to a point when they just really dislike seeing each other in pain. They're learning gestures of caring and awareness that pervade everyday life. And then it cycles back around to self again, as they start realizing that their own unprocessed baggage can hurt the people around them, not by flailing and hitting someone directly, but simply because they aren't taking good care of themselves. So they're starting to stumble in that direction now.
You can bet Clint wouldn't get away with flaying his hands to hamburger on the archery range, not without argument.
>> much much love for this series and all that many ways that bruce is awesome!! <<
I'm glad you're enjoying it so much. I have fun exploring Bruce's many talents. I think some writers make the same mistake as General Ross: seeing him as just a Hulk carton. But he really is a genius, and that manifests in a lot of different ways. Except for his painfully inept emotional intelligence. He's just barely starting to get the hang of feeling as well as thinking, and honestly, he has no idea how much he's riding on Hulk's coattails there.
>> lol.. now i gotta go find out how to get a puddle of goo archer for my very own !! <<
Well, the Hawkeye model is unavailable in this universe, but random archers? Bodywork works like a charm. Seriously. Try it at any Renaissance Faire. Even the simplest flat-hand stroke feels great. If you actually have talent, it turns into more of a challenge shooing people away than attracting them. Archers, drummers, dancers, knights, jocks, writers or musicians who spend hours at a keyboard, anyone who pushes their body. Putty in the paws.