gym - sunday very early in the morning

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One stance. Two stance. Three stance. Four stance.

Fall.

He was in the gym, long warmed up and stretched and now busy practicing everything Ino had taught him almost like the possessed.

Because he was angry.

He was angry with himself for not being able to stop his madness, angry that he would have to upset Karal to tell him what he'd seen, angry with what he'd seen, angry with the rest of the fever dreams because they all seemed to damnably horrible, and angry with the Witch for not being there for him to question. She might have mocked him for his insanity as she mocked him for everyone else, but even that would have been comforting.

He didn't go near the bag. It just wasn't a good idea.

So he switched between stances, threw himself at the floor over and over in various falls, and even practiced his sword drills a little in an effort to drown out the rage inside his own head.

[ooc: waiting for Ino, obviously, but also open for all your spazzing ozian and atheltic needs]

Fourth floor common room, late Sunday morning

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It had been a while since he'd done the open brunch thing and with things finally feeling like they were getting back to something resembling normal for him, it felt like a good time to do it again.

So here Dean was in the kitchen of the common room, dividing his attention from the food cooking and the book Karal had given him to read. Who said he couldn't multitask?

Gym, Flag Football Practice, Sunday @ noon

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Thanks to a handwavey notice, all flag football fans knew to flock to the gym for... uh... fractice. Ahem.

Willow was there, complete with clipboard and blue hat. "Hi everybody! Welcome to the first flag football practice of the new season. I'm Willow, coach of the vastly superior blue team. But that's not important right now because today we're going to focus on working together as we learn new moves.( Today's move is... )

[ooc: OCD a-coming up! Practice your little flag football hearts out!]

4th Floor Common Room, Sunday evening

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Sky had decided to come out into the common room, thinking that a slight change of scenery from the four walls of his dorm room would somehow help him out of the deep depression he'd settled into when Troy had left after their snuggle Saturday. He was armed with a bowl of popcorn and his class notes from that week, in attempt to concentrate on his studies in spite of that being the last thing on Earth he wanted to think about, and flipped through the channels to find something decent for background noise, finally settling on a news channel.

[Open as a common area is. Also, the only reason he has popcorn is I wanted to use this icon.]