Pyramid Prospect Training, Day Two: In the Gym [Tuesday late afternoon/early evening]

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders is in the weight room, doing some leg curls; once again he hasn't really bothered to wait for Kara. He can't really help it, since this whole training regimen is bringing out his competitive streak in a major way, and part of him just wants to prove to her that he's taking it as seriously as she is. Running in the morning, and training in the afternoon; it's the strictest schedule he's ever set himself on since he started playing Pyramid nine years ago, and it's great. He figures his diet could be stricter, but the cafeteria's too scary and the other options are too expensive to keep up.

He switches to the free weights, casting occasional irritated glances at the door -- he'd love to hit the weight bench but he needs a spotter for that and Kara hasn't shown yet.

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*sits down in the bleachers after Flight Club and talking with Aeryn*

*ogles watches quietly, not wanting to interrupt*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*pretends not to notice and switches to heavier weights*

*keeps glancing irritatedly around in the off chance that Kara's shown up yet*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*admires Anders' muscles*

*wishes she had popcorn*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*is totally showing off for Cally but pretending not to be*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*appreciates the extra effort*

You're doing good, champ!

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*gives up on pretending not to notice and grins over at Cally*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*waves*

*blows a kiss*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*nearly drops a dumbbell on his foot*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*eek-faces*

You okay?

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*blows a kiss back and nods*

Good view from those seats? Or wanna come sit courtside?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*stands up and walks over*

Well, if you insist, I guess. *smile*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Had to twist your arm, huh? *grins*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Absolutely. See? This is you twisting my arm. Ow. *giggle*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*decides he's good for about twenty more reps with these weights because OMG, heavy, ow and counts to himself*

*finishes off the twenty and puts the weights down FINALLY OMG*

How was Flight Club?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

I accidently made Rogue crash in the flight sim by talking about evil ninja penguins. *nods, keeping a straight face*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*raises an eyebrow as he puts the weights away*

Evil ninja penguins. Have you ever seen evil ninja penguins?

*grabs his towel and starts to dry the sweat off his face*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Nope. I don't think they exist.

...which means I expect the dorms to be overrun by them by the end of the month.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*puts his towel over his head and looks at Cally as solemnly as possible for someone with a towel over his head*

It tends to be a good rule of thumb around here to not doubt that something exists, unless you really, really want it to exist.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

So, you're telling me I should start doubting the existance of Anders kisses?

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

No no no no no. That's definitely the exception to the rule.

*sits back down on the weight bench and peers out from under the towel, grinning*

So you really, really want kisses, huh?

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*giggles* Maybe. *leans in, looks innocently up at the ceiling*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*grins and takes the towel off his head*

You sure? I'm all sweaty again.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Engine grease, d'uh... *grins*

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Kara strides in, fashionably late. "Hey Samuel."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Right, engine grease. *grins back*

Okay then, c'mere, coach. *holds his arms out, still sitting*