Gym, Sat morning

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel would have preferred to sleep in as a rule, but sometimes what he wanted and what he got were two entirely different things.

Not wanting to toss and turn, and feeling too restless to stay in the room, Angel got dressed in black sweats, a white wifebeater, a black hoodie, and made his way down to the gym.

Once there he took in all the equipment. He looked longingly towards a heavybag. His left hand, which sported a smaller bandage than it had all week but was still bandaged, clenched. What he wanted was to attack the bag until he was exhausted but, again, what he wanted and what he got were two entirely different things. Even he had to admit that that was more than his damaged hand could handle.

Something calmer then.

Angel stripped off the hoodie and dumped it over by the wall. Shoes and socks were next. He walked over to an empty space on the gym floor, closed his eyes, and centered himself. He tried - not successfully, but tried - to banish all of the thoughts that were weighing him down. That done, he began to practice his Tai Chi forms.

It had been a while since he'd done this. His movements began roughly. But the more he did it the smoother he became. After a while, he even began to remember what it felt like to be calm.

[ooc: open to interaction if anybody wants it, or the vamp can ignore you if you need the gym to yourself for whatever reason]

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron squirmed, not to get away but more of a happy squirm. His tail wagged quickly from side to side and he rolled over for the belly rubs. Yeah, he was a very cheap crunchwolf wolf cub.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Big hands and small pup meant that there could be a lot of belly rubbed with little effort. Angel lay on his side, scruffing Cam's underfur happily and man doesn't that sound dirty? "Having fun?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Yes, but he shouldn't. Cameron whined softly as he rolled back on his stomach and rested his muzzle between his paws.

/Man. I did it again./

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Overdid it?" Angel guessed.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

He nodded his head in reply and rested his chin on his paw.

/At least I didn't try to eat you./

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

If Angel could read a wolf pup's thoughts he would've pointed out that souled vampires tend to be very understanding about having to squash the urge to eat people. But he didn't so all he could do was note Cam's general mood and offer sympathy.

"It's okay. We can take a break if you want."

[ooc: Going to dinner, back in a few hours]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron yipped in agreement and pushed up. He shook his fur, trying to get his hairs straight again and stretched.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Hungry?" Angel asked. "We could go grab some food. Or, you know, you could and I could nod and smile while you eat it."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Aeryn had given him some milk, but he had kinda run that off already now. He barked once in agreement and wagged his tail. He just had to make sure he'd get to the cinema in time for work.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel went to put his hoodie, shoes, and socks back on. "Whatcha in the mood for? Is meat an option? Could rustle you up a steak."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron licked his lips at the thought of the steak.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Steak it is," Angel said. "Ideally not from the cafe 'cause God knows what that'll turn you into. C'mon."

[ooc: Wanna FTB here?]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron whined, not finding that funny at all.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Me too! Yay!]