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The gym, Tuesday after first period

Aeryn's babied injuries enough already. Basic fact of the matter is, she feels better. The bruising's not as bad, and therefore she can't care too much about it. So after getting the lecture in Advanced Criminal Justice, Aeryn heads down to the gym, just to start hitting things. Because she likes to hit things.

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It's only when Aeryn pulls away from the bag a little that she sees Cameron, and she's not smirking. Really. "Running away so soon?"

He stops mid turn, but doesn't as ouch. "Uh, thought you might prefer no to... have me around."

Aeryn waits for explanation.

Cameron's blushing furiously and is looking down at his shoes as he blurts out an apology. "Look, I'm sorry for what I said the other night. I don't know what got in to me.Actually, I do. I took two of the painmeds instead of one and it went right to my head, but I'm still sorry because that was way out of line and I should have kept my mouth shut."

She was blaming the pain meds anyway, but she can't not tease him. "And here I thought you really wanted me to dress you in leather pants."

"No! Nononono!" Cameron says quickly, staring up at her in horror. "That was... God, that was way out of line. I never should have... Look, I'm really really sorry." Yeah, he doesn't get the teasing part so much yet.

"I know," she says, and is trying really hard not to smile. She's not exactly successful. "So... no threesome?"

"NO!" He says before it registers that maybe that is an actual smile and she is pulling his leg. He narrows his eyes and tilts his head a bit. "Not with John anyway."

Once she gets over the initial shock of that comment, she's kind of determined not to let him throw her. "No? Guess it can't happen, then."

Cameron's kinda surprised she hasn't killed him, or at least decked him for that comment. "Pity," he says with a grin and goes sit on one of the machines as he carefully takes off his sling.

He's supposed to be flailing by now. Instead, he's making it worse. "So no wild and free and pantsless, then," she says. She knows she's still teasing. She's not sure how it looks.

It's not a flail, but he definitely coughs and has his eyes on his arm instead of Aeryn. "No, probably not then. Guess we'll have to keep our trousers on. Unless we keep things simple of course and stick to the old and boring twosomes." Is that a word? He kinda doesn't know and he's not sure how dead he'll be after this.

She's really not sure where that came from and she has a feeling if she keeps up this little make-it-worse competition it's going to get really bad. "Twosomes are what I have John for," she says.

Cameron looks up, kinda rerlieved and grins. "I'd hope so, yeah."

He gets to his feet and turns around so he can grip hold of the machine with his good arm while stretching out his arm as he bends forward. He hasn't tried this before and he grits his teeth as it hurts. "I don't think we'll be sparring today."

And just like that, it's back to normal. Weird.

"If I just got back down here, you're in no condition to be sparring," she tells him.

"No and somehow I don't think I stand a chance going in one armed." Cameron goes quiet for a moment as he lets his arm swing gently, it feels stupid doing this but it hurts and it's strange how weak the arm feels.

"I don't think the sparring helped at all on Friday. That vamp was on me before I even saw it."

"Did you hit it?" she asks.

He shakes his head. "Hardly had room to move and pull out my gun. I kneed it, though." He glances over at her with a grin. "But that just pissed it off more."

"I'm sure that would do it," she says with a little grin. "The important thing is, you got out alive. You've been in one fight, you know how it goes, and it should help you react if anything like that ever happens again."

"Maybe next time it will even be a fair fight, those things were way too strong." Cameron grits his teeth as he continues the exercise. "Professor Tick was partly right about the vengeance things."

"Oh, he was definitely right," Aeryn says, eyeing the bag again. "This isn't anything I'd usually participate in. But something had to be done, so we did it."

"I don't regret it," he straightens up and pulls his arm close to his body. "Maybe just that Stabby and Whammy got away."

She shrugs, and maybe kind of wonders if she expected to get them. "They'll slip up," she says, going back to the bag.

"And we'll be there when they do?" Cameron is only half joking.

"I'm hoping."

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