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Gym, morning

As there's no hangover this morning, Cameron is up early. It seems only natural that he heads down to the gym to make up for lost days. It's still empty when he gets there, the punching bag is hanging still, and he knows Aeryn won't be joining him.

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Cameron paused his punches long enough to look over at Izzy. "Yo," he nodded before turning back to the bag.

She recognized his mood, so similar to Max during one of his off periods with Liz. Walking over to the mat she started to stretch. "Are you doing okay?"

"Yep," Cameron rolled his left shoulder. "I'm actually starting to think I might hurt someone if I try to hit them with my left."

"So your shoulder's feeling better? That's good." She bent over, stretching out her hamstrings and calves and asked, "What about everything else?"

Cameron kept his concentration the bag. "I'm dealing."

Stretching done, she climbed onto the trainer and started the program. "Okay, but if you want to talk, I'll listen."

Cameron nodded. "Thanks, but I'll live."

Isabel raised an eyebrow. Such a boy, it was like being around Max all over again. "Okay, if you're sure." She focused on the digital readout of the trainer, watching the dots indicating an increase in intensity march across the display but still keeping an eye on Cam at the punching bag.

He kept concentrating on his rhythm, every hit landing a bit heavier than the previous one. "How have you been?"

"Busy," she said, starting to breathe a little heavier. "I've been to classes of course, had lunch with Peter the other day, went to the dance last night."

A mention of the dance earns the bag a side-kick and it goes spinning. "Had fun?"

"I did, yes," she said. "I danced a bit with Parker and Sam, but mostly hung out in the corner with the single people." She watched the bag spin and added, "Don't kill it, I'd like to have a go when I'm done here."

His brain was gone just a second at the thought of girls dancing, but he wasn't in the mood to dwell on it. He steadied the bag before getting back to his excercises. "I'll try. I guess you're without sparring lessons now."

"I am," she admitted. "It sucks that she had to leave, but I understand why." She wiped her hair back off her face. "I'm not sure what I'm going to do now."

"Me neither," Cameron admitted softly and maybe he was talking about more than just Aeryn. He gritted his teeth and send a hard punch into the bag.

Isabel flinched at the hit. That had to hurt. Pushing a few buttons she stopped the trainer and climbed off. "Take break, let me have a try."

He pulled back and raised an eyebrow at her. "Is that an order?" He asked seriously, but flashed her a smile as he motioned to the bag. "Have fun."

"If it has to be," Isabel smiled back. She took up position in front of the bag and started to hit it. "So," she said , between hits, "I guess we're going to have figure this out on our own now."

"Seems so," Cameron replied and tried not to think about how he'd promised Aeryn a spar this week. Feeling stupid standing around, he steadied the bag for her.

She waited until he got into position and then started hitting again. "You could teach me how to add some kicks in if you'd like."

That got her two raised eyebrows. "Uh, I'm not sure if I'm the best person for that. I only just barely got it under control myself."

"Ah, I see. Not a good idea then." She's starting to feel like she has better control of her hits, that she's not just flailing about. Of course without Aeryn to spar with, she's not sure how to check. "Maybe we should start going to the Defense Club on Wednesday nights."

"You could," Cameron nodded. "I wouldn't, I'm going to too many clubs without showing up as it is. I still got Self-Defense class."

"I might," she said. "I enjoy it, and it's a good skill to know. Especially around here. Your shoulder's well enough for class?" she asked.

"It's a weak spot," Cameron admitted. "If you want, I don't mind sparring with you. I'm not nearly as good as Aeryn, but I don't mind a girl kicking my ass?"

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