Gym, evening

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After what felt like a far too long day of doing many things that Angel wished that he hadn't - such as get out of bed and actually interact with people, just to pick a random example - Angel decided to head down to the gym.

His left hand was finally healed, or as healed as it was going to be, which meant that he could attack the heavybag with as much force as it could take.

Anyone watching him might be surprised to notice that after a while there was no sign of Angel's usual hesitations, slouching, or stumbling. He moved like a dancer - an actual dancer - with every muscle doing exactly what he wanted it to.

They also might be taken aback by the vehemence of his kicks and punches.

Sublimation? What's that?

[ooc: interrupt him if you wish. Or he can ignore you if you need to be alone in the gym]

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"Of course there's no talking!" Angel said. "If we do that then I'll lose the soul! And I don't know! It's a stupid loophole anyway! Why does the damn thing even have a loophole? It makes no sense!"

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"I don't know. All I know is curses are supposed to hard to break, it's not like sex is all that hard to come by!" Callisto gestured at Angel. "Especially when you're someone like you."

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Angel gave a little smile at her last comment. "Really? You think so?"

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"Yeah, I do." Callisto reddened and rubbed the back of her neck, "Butthat'sbesidethepointreallysocanwejustmoveon?"

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Angel's eyes lingered on Callisto for a moment. A hint of a pleased smile touched his lips. Then, realizing what was going on, he took a deliberate step back to put the heavy bag in between them. He held on to it firmly to keep it in place. In front of him. For no particular reason at all.

"So I heard something about band today?"

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"Uh, yeah, we had our recital today." Callisto was thankful for the abrupt change in subject. "I think it went okay."

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"Sorry I missed it," Angel said. "Had class."

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"That's alright," Callisto shrugged. "Not like you were missing all that much. It was only the one song."

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"Still," Angel shrugged, "could've provided moral support."

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"That would have been nice," Callisto smiled, before hurriedly adding. "Of you. Nice of you to do that."

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"Well, you know," Angel clearned his throat. He found the floor of the gym to be fascinating. "It can be tough. Performing."

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"Yeah," Callisto nodded, "especially when you're under a lot of stress."

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"And you haven't done it in a while."

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"And you're worried that you might have forgotten to properly prepare."

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"And you'll get it all wrong and stumble over the important bits."

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"Or that you'll fail to satisfy your audience."

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"Get the timing wrong and end the whole thing too soon."

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"Leaving your partner hanging."

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"Not fulfilling their needs."

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"Reducing their desire to play with you again."

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"Which would be... bad." Angel's gaze flickered up to Callisto for a moment.

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"Very bad." Callisto met Angels gaze for all of five milliseconds before finding the wall to be absolutely fascinating. "More so when you're usually good at duets."

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"Duets are much more fun."

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"They can have much more variation than solos."

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"Plus the company's nice. If it's the right partner."