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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CAMULUS GONE - TIME FOR THEM TO LEAVE

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka's still Beka. She won't ask for help, though she could probably use it. She staggers toward the hall. "Alcohol. Then bed." Catching Janet's eye, she nods. "I'm bad at thank you. But. Thank you."

Re: CAMULUS GONE - TIME FOR THEM TO LEAVE

[janet_fraiser]

Janet smiles tersely. "Any time. But no alcohol for you. Let's find you some stronger painkillers. And I think you're concussed and your ribs need taping, at a minimum." She moves closer and wraps one of Beka's arms around her shoulders. "Come on." Beka would probably never ask for help. She shouldn't have to, not in this case. "Let's get this taken care of."

Re: CAMULUS GONE - TIME FOR THEM TO LEAVE

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: We meeting up with Aeryn in the hallway?

Re: CAMULUS GONE - TIME FOR THEM TO LEAVE

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Yeah. Don't make Beka have a concussion, LOL. She needs to sleep. Badly. Meet me in Aeryn's thread. ]

Re: CAMULUS GONE - TIME FOR THEM TO LEAVE

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: OK, no concussion, then. Cool. :)