Gym, early early early morning until 7ish

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The first thing Cameron does when he gets into the gym is jump on a tread mill and crank up the pace until his muscles are aching. Then does some press ups, concentrating on his Quadriceps. When he's finished there, he goes back to the good old punching bags. He doesn't seem to be interested in punching it, though, and ends up trying all sorts of kicks on it. After a while, he's actually not as unstable on his feet anymore and every kick becomes more solid.

((Mostly for Aeryn. I get the feeling he won't be up to a lot of sparring after she's done with him. A chat's welcome though. Or you know if you just want to use the gym for your own purposes...))

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Aeryn has been in better moods, if for no other reason than she hates her damn fluffy bed and this is three nights on it. When she gets to the gym, she starts for the punching bag, but stops to watch Cameron for a minute.

"Hey."

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It takes a moment for Cameron to register the greeting and he's a few kicks further when he stops and turns to reply. "Yo." It feels like ages ago that he last spoke to her, but it's definitely not that long and he hasn't forgotten what was said.

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Aeryn knows enough to know something's wrong, but she isn't sure whether or not she should ask about it. She tries to be neutral. "You may not have killed the bag, but you probably cracked a few ribs."

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"It's a start," he tilts his head. "I think you promised me a beating up."

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She holds up her gloved hands in response. It's not that she was ever planning on beating him up, exactly, but a lesson would not go amiss. But he doesn't need to know that.

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He nods in reply, and doesn't seem to need much more of an encouragement as he moves into position. Unlike his normal easy first attack, he seems to throw himself right into it and kicks out at her hip with his left leg.

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That was a bit unexpected. Aeryn takes the hit first off, though she brings her knuckles into his calf as payback.

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He grimaces as he brings his foot back down and favours his other leg as he moves forward for a jab at her shoulder.

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Aeryn blocks, going for his ribs with her right fist.

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He takes the hit, wincing as it connects, but he uses the opening it creates to go under her defenses and go for a similar blow.

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He clips her, but Aeryn's reacting a little quicker than normal. Her left hand comes down for a chop onto his forearm.

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Cameron bites down a curse and pulls back, for a moment shaking off the sting. Block. Don't charge blindly, he reminds himself. He brings up his hands and kicks at her calf.

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Not at an angle to block without falling over, Aeryn knows she's going to get hit. She just makes sure she's swinging wide with her left into his ribs again while she's taking said hit.

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His block is too sluggish and as he's got all of his weight on one leg, he ends up stumbling sideways. He momentarily considers just lunging at her and trying to take her down like that, but this isn't wrestling. He goes for a punch at her stomach instead.

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Aeryn knocks his arm away, and takes a step forward to bring her knee into his thigh.

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Looking back on this, Cameron'll probably be grateful she want for his thigh. He twists away from Aeryn, but his blocks and dodges don't seem to be very good this morning. It brings her close, though and as he ignores the ache in his leg he moves his weight forward and keeping his arms close to hig body, he tries to land a series of punches to her torso.

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One clips her in the ribs painfully, but as it doesn't seem that Cameron's in for an easy fight, Aeryn's not going to give him one. She sacrifices one arm of her block in order to aim hard for his stomach, just under his arms.

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Umph. It knocks the wind out of him and he stumbles back. If he was in another mood, he might pause as the aches are starting to build up. As it is, he moves right back in again, forgetting about keeping his blocks up as he swings wide at her shoulder.

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Aeryn ducks, using the movement to ease her into position to kick his side. "You want to keep me from hitting you," she says.


[Going to be heading to work soon.]

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"No kidding," he mutters as the advice comes a bit late and he gets hit again. He shakes his head and has the presence of mind to hit at her hip before she can bring down her leg.

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Ow. Fine. Aeryn steadies herself, knocking her left fist into his side, and then again a little higher, into his ribs.

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Double ow. He does block, tries to anyway but she's too close. He hits out, a broad sweep to just push her off of him and to give himself room to breath.

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Aeryn takes a step back. "Still okay?" Her guard's still up.

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Cameron tilts his head, grimacing as the aches are starting to build up. The reply stays in his head and he moves to strike out at her shoulder again.

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Aeryn blocks, crossing her left arm in front of her to hit the left side of his chest. "That's not an answer."