The gym, Thursday morning

[can_be_more]

Aeryn heads to the gym early, since there wasn't any specified time to meet. She's got her own gloves with her, putting them on before heading to the bag for a warmup until Molly arrives.


[For bruiser_in_pink, but open.]

Gun range, Thursday afternoon

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan went to the gun range, and set up the archery targets along the far wall, then put on her chest protector and tied her hair back while she waited for Peter. It had been *years* since she'd done this; hopefully, she wouldn't embarass herself too badly in front of him.

[for once_a_king, but open for any gun or salle needs]

Outside the dorms, Thursday afternoon

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

After Wilderness Survival, Walter decided he hadn't had enough of weather that wasn't actively trying to roast him, so he took Pup out onto the front lawn to throw the frisbee and let them both get a bit of exercise. He'd managed to get the red tie away from Pup when they came outside and had it draped around his neck to keep it from further indignities of being dragged through wet or muddy grass.

[ooc: Open as these things are open, yes.]

The Gym; Thursday Afternoon.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

After her phone call, Sakurazaki made a straight bee-line toward the gym, toward one of the punching bags, and set to the task of beating the stuffing out of it with all her brute strength and training (because, really, she was a tiny girl, and brute strength only got her so far). Punches, kicks, all used to release her anger and frustration on a poor, defenseless sack. But the rush, the adreniline, the constant movement, was possibly the only thing keeping her from breaking down at that moment.

And, for once, she didn't want to be anywhere near her sword.

Which was probably a good thing.


[[ open for afternoon gym needs. she probably wouldn't pay any attention to anyone unless they came to her ]]

Fifth floor common room, Thursday afternoon (after workshops)

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia lay stretched out on the floor of the common room, an episode of some show about ghost hunters playing on the TV behind her. She was pretty damned sore from over doing it again in the gym yesterday, so figured that today would be the perfect day to get back to work on her adventure story, which she hadn't worked on in far too long.

When last we left our heros, they'd just jumped into the water after the lovely siren maiden Phillipa. . . .

And now she got to get to the really good part.

[ooc: open. work is about as slow as it has ever been. Adventure story is on a linked, back-dated post to spare the comm from the melodrama. The link is nonexplicit and work safe, just not terribly well written. ;D]

Salle, Thursday night, 8ish

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim saw that the Salle was empty as he arrived, and he went over to the practice swords.

for Gwynn, but Salle is open