ext_309159 ([identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-01-06 04:50 pm

Gym - Friday evening

After a day of random phone calls, Alanna was ready to practice dagger throwing on a live target. The only problem with that was her daggers had all been taken away and it's not just the same frowing a sword. Glaring at the punching bag, Alanna began to stretch. "What did I ever do to her, really?" She muttered under her breath. "You're going down."


((Gym open to one and all.))

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-07 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Vampires." Walter laughed with Alanna, although probably for a different reason. "You'd think that being undead would calm that down a little, but noooo."

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-07 08:27 am (UTC)(link)
Walter pursed his lips at Alanna's comment about increased interest. "Yes, we have them where I'm from, but we work hard to keep that a secret from most people."

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-07 08:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, I picked that up." It might have been that she looked like a girl, or that Walter just had some experience with the outwardly sexually ambiguous. "I like that. It's a nice change."


[ooc: certainly. it's been my pleasure. tomorrow is great.]

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-08 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Walter shrugged; deception was part and parcel of his job. "You do what you have to do."

And what he had to do soon was move on with his workout. He nodded to the punching bag. "Let me know when you're finished on with that?"

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-01-08 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"My pleasure. I'll be seeing you in the clinic." Walter grinned good naturedly and took a place at the punching bag.