The Gym, Late Monday Morning

Sleeping in was nice. Especially on such a cold morning. But as much as she'd like to spend the day as a couch potato watching the Olympics, she needs to get some exercise done. Bundled up in her sweats, iPod in hand, she headed to the Gym.

Once there, she stretched out a bit and then hit the trainer.



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[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
So he might have fallen asleep again after Kawalsky left. Cameron stiffled a yawn as he headed into the gym and wondered what the hell happened to being a morning person. "Yo!" He waved at Izzy.

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Cameron considered it for a moment. "Anything said on the radio is absolutely not true."

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh god, I should have kept my mouth shut." Cameron groaned and moved to one of the weight lifting machines.

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nah huh," Cameron shook his head and adjusted the weights before sitting down. "You can listen and I'll make sure you don't find me until you've forgotten about it."

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[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Cameron graimced and shook his head. "I don't know," he repeated.

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"As long as you don't mind the occasional spar," Cameron said and picked up the halters again.

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll make sure you don't," Cameron chuckled and definitely didn't get distracted. Really, he was just glad to get off the topic of aquaria.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker works the bag with concentration, not too intense today, but clearly preoccupied.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Me, although I'd rather still be sleeping." Parker smiled, and started to punch the bag, then reverse-strike it. "No classes today, and if anyone wants in the library? They can come find me. I'm not opening it. How was the rest of your weekend?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good call. I took some people over to Jarod's, and boy was that a mistake." Parker grimaced as she kicked the bag, then shot Mitchell a glare. "I thought everyone knew it was a bordello! It's not like it's not on the radio all the time!"

[np, I gotta get to class! ]

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soldtoarmenians: (volunteer)

Psst!

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-02-20 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
The hour was a little early for Xander on a Monday with no classes, but what the heck; he thought he'd head into town to grab some breakfast, since he was awake. And since he'd missed Isabel last night, and had something he wanted to ask, he headed for where he was pretty sure she'd be.

"Hey, you," he said, ducking his head into the gym, and waving so hopefully she'd notice him even with her earbuds in.
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Re: Psst!

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-02-20 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm headed into town - I just wanted to check something with you." He scratched his head. "You didn't borrow one of my shirts, did you? Or my brown jacket?"

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"I think my clothes might be a little big on the gremlins, somehow. Unless they shrunk in the wash. A lot." Xander's eyes widened. "Or we got a new batch of gremlins in after they exterminated the old ones -- bigger, badder, and this time it's personal."

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