Gym; Monday Morning.

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Last week was an awful week, for many things, but, most importantly, for Cal's workout. He barely managed to get anything in that respect done so, that morning, despite the urge to just crawl right back into the bed because he could have sworn he saw glaciers in the distance when he looked out his window, he headed down to the gym to break the small sway of laziness that had overtaken him. A good deal of stretching and a small run on the treadmill before he went to his precious weight routines, intending to stay at them for a good long while, especially since, this week, he wouldn't have to stop to get to his workshop.


[[ open gym is of course open ]]

The Stables, Monday morning

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Karal had been happy to get out of bed early so he could go and feed his horse. Well, happy apart from the fact that he had to get out of a warm bed, where Evey was curled up, and into air that was far colder than it had been the night before.

Altra had helped him find his warm clothes, and then they'd come down to the stables. While Trenor ate, Karal buckled him into his blanket, fumbling a little, but he eventually got it fastened.

His breakfast finished, Trenor snorted as he pranced around the yard, breath steaming slightly in the early morning chill. Karal leaned on the fence and watched, smile a touch sad as he came to a realisation.

Altra was perched on the fence next to him. :Are you sure?:

"Yes," Karal replied quietly. "I think it's the right thing to do."

[ooc: can be open, but will be SP as I go to bed shortly.]