In the gym...

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka enters the gym, flips on the lights and checks out the scene. There's a punching bag. It looks a lot like her. She strips down to sweats and a t-shirt and gets down to the serious business of beating the shit out of herself.

And waits for Camulus.

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[godinakilt.livejournal.com]

Camulus looks contemptuously away from Beka, focusing flashing eyes on the new player. His voice practically resonates with fury. "You? You would think to command me?"

[janet_fraiser]

"You bet your ass I do, buster," says Janet. "You think I would be afraid of you? You think I would be afraid of your entire contemptible, pathetic, species of body-stealing thieves?" She looks him up and down scornfully. "Your kind are on the run now. The dead are multiplying and you--false god that you are--are now here. You've gone from ruling thousands to having to earn your keep."

She's only a few feet away by now, keeping an eye on Beka in the periphery of her vision, but her fury is focused solely on Camulus.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Lets do a quick flyby of Aeryn and Archie and you can dump Beka in her bed. And go play with Cally. *g*)

[janet_fraiser]

(OOC: Okay, cool. Can later do angsty Janet journal entry linking to this and making boys feel all guilty.)

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

(OK. Watch for my *new* thread here to get us out to the hallway. She'll probably need a hand.)