The gym, after second period

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Stepping into the gym, Aeryn thinks it might have been a good idea to get down here more this week. She has enough faith in her own capabilities, but still, it never hurts to be prepared.

She pulls her gloves on, and starts hitting the punching bag. Too bad it can't fight back.

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"I've conquered you already. Many, many, many times."

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That gets a laugh out of John. "Yes, yes you have. And I, in turn, have done the same. That's gonna be my next shirt. 'Aeryn Sun Conquered John Crichton Many, Many Times.' Soumd good?"

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She might press the front of her foot a little harder into his skin at the mention of another shirt. "I'm unconquerable," she tells him.

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John makes a quiet sound of discomfort but recovers quickly.

"You seemed pretty conquerable last night when I did that thing with my tongue..."

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She smiles, but she's not moving.

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John grins up at her.

"And the thing with the fingers? You seemed to like that too..."

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The smile widens a little.

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"And yet I can't conquer you?" John just shakes his head. "Seems to me that I've conquered you quite a few times."

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"I let you do that," she says. "Not exactly conquering."

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"Oh really?" He half smiles again. "Suppose there's no more conquering for awhile? What then?"

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"Oh, don't you dare," she warns. "We did that already."

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"We did," John agrees. "But I didn't. This would be to see how long you could hold out."

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Aeryn stares at him. "Are you serious?"

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"Um." He's not sure now. "Should I be serious? You think you could hold out?"

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She could, but what the frell. Frowning, she lightly digs her foot into his stomach again. Maybe a little harder this time, because come on.

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John winces and grabs at her foot. "Honey, what're you doing?"

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"You tell me first," she says. "I'm starting to think you're coming up with reasons not to..."

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"You're acting like you control everything when we do it," John says. "My ego is bruised."

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"Would you rather control things?"

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"I...thought I did sometimes."

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Aeryn removes her foot. "All right, no more teasing because you get self-conscious."

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John sits up. "Wait, what do you mean? You don't think I control things?"

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"You know, I didn't exactly say that."

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John sets his face. "If we weren't in a public place right now, I'd show you what I can do."

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"Well. We don't have to be here," she counters.