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.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
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."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"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."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
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."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"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."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"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.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really? That would be great." She laughed, "But don't worry, there will be no ass-kicking today. I'm no where near good enough." Then continuing more quietly, "To be honest, I've never had to actually hit and block at that same time. We were supposed to work on that this past week."