Gym, morning

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

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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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Cam. How're you doing?" He looks a lot better than he last did, staggering out of her room draped over Kawalsky's shoulder. Side-kick. Elbow-strike.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Sober," he tilts his head and watches her deal out the punches. "Nice shoes."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker stops, one leg out, and considers the Avias on her feet, then flashes Cam a grin. "Thanks?" She puts her food down and steps into a forward kick. "Glad you're doing better. Is your shoulder healed up yet?" She stops for a second, stretching her neck, then goes into the punches again.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Uh, that actually works. Cameron makes a mental note. "It's getting better, but I don't think I can stand you kicking it just yet."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker grinned again. "Good, I'm looking forward to that." She stopped the bag for a second, wiping away sweat from her hairline. "I don't think I mentioned that I was impressed you and Logan did so well on the 'study group.' The lessons you were getting from Aeryn must be paying off." Parker's face falls a little, and she elbow-strikes the bag.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Of course you are," Cameron replied and paused his exercise for a moment. "Thanks, I wish I could say it helped but I think I just got really lucky."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I think there was a *lot* of luck, but there had to be some skill or we'd all have gotten hurt much, much worse," Parker disagreed. She did a quick series of front and jump-kicks, then said, "I suck at teaching, but if you need any pointers, feel free to ask."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, I'll probably pick you up on that." He focussed on his exercises again. "Seems like Aeryn's leaving quite a void behind. She used to teach Izzy too."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I liked having someone around who was better than me. I'm not going to spar with Angel or Callisto, they're both so far out of my league it's ridiculous." Parker sighed. "Plus I just miss her, damnit. I liked having someone there to bring the deadpan." She gave the bag a harder punch, shaking her head.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"I know. I miss her too," Cameron kept his head down. "The gym's not the same without her." He laughed a bit at himself. "Even if that sounds stupid."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"No." Parker smiles at him, and does a spin-kick. "Right. No more moping. You know she's on that carrier, or whatever, punching a bag and thinking of us. She'll be back sometime. Some day."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"She better because I am going to haul her ass back otherwise," Cameron replies and grins. "Or she's flying prowlers, in which case I'll just be jealous now."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"You can both fly them, and I'll watch," Parker said with determination. "After she gets back."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"What? No offer to be a co-pilot?" Cameron grinned, because the thought that Aeryn might be in a prowler right now did help.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Not on a bet." Parker grinned. "I'll leave it in your hands, Mitchell."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Ah, but Parkie. Imagine being up there with only stars around you," Cameron grinned.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker imagined it, smiled for a second-- then shuddered. "And no air except what's in there, no food, cold cold space-- you do it!"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"I plan on it," Cameron grinned.