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The Gym, Sunday Afternoon

Cally has wandered her way down to the gym. She's done enough fiddling with her new tools, reading, etcetera. The kickball game had sadly proven her athletic inadequacies. She was going to fix that.

She starts with running laps around the gym. After that, she would go to the weight room, and after that, she's grabbed one of Anders' Pyramid balls and plans to mess about on the court a bit.

No way the best Pyramid player on campus was gonna have a pipsqueak weakling for a girlfriend.

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"Frak. I didn't bring any water with me. But I can..." Cally hops over and puts the free weights back to where they were. "do that." Cally takes a deep breath and draws her arm across her forehead. "You can find water."

"Goofball. Who do you think you're talking to here?" Anders kisses the top of Cally's head and goes to get his gym bag, out of which he pulls two cold, dripping bottles of water. "Never come down here without it," he says, handing one to Cally.

"Never again, champ." Cally gives a little salute and gulps down some water. "Ahhhh. Much better."

"Can't say I don't try my best to take care of you, right?" asks Anders, sipping on a little water himself. "Now, get a little more of that water into you -- slowly, now -- and then we'll head back upstairs see about that shower and massage. Sound good?"

"Sounds good." Cally then sips her water and smiles. "After you, champ," she says, taking hold of Anders' free hand in her own.

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