Gym, Early Sunday Morning

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip had been forced to admit that he had been neglecting his exercise routine. In his defense, his arm had been in a sling for a week, but that was hardly an excuse any more.

Quick run, some push ups, some sit ups.

Now he was at the bag, smacking it around and mulling over what had happened last night.

_{[[OOC: Gym's openv for all who wish to use it.]]}

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[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin put the broom handle back in the equipment locker and began taping up his hands to beat on a punching bag. "Yeah," he said, nodding. "And you have to keep reminding yourself that the thing you're working with isn't right so that when you have the correct piece of equipment you're not thrown off."

He walked over to a punching bag and started hammering away at it. "Snowmonsters playing Pyramid would've been a sight to see. But if the next batch of monsters come along and want to play Pyramid, I'm placing the blame on you."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Oh frak, I've done it now, haven't I?" Anders laughed, shaking his head. "I'll totally take the blame for that one if -- or when -- it happens. Still, I'd at least be some use there."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin gave Anders a smile. "You'd be our only hope, man."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Let's all hope it never happens, then," replied Anders, grinning.