The Gym, Late Monday Morning

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

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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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel waved at Parker. "Parker! What's up?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"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?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

The display for the trainer showed she was finally getting to the cool down phase. She took a deep breath and prepared to work through the final hill. "Pretty lazy. I spent most of yesterday drinking at a wedding being a vegetable in my room."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"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! ]

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel looked from Parker to Cam and then back again. "A bordello? Did Jaye happen to be there?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Yes. I took her along for the entertainment value, and she started corrupting my best friend within seconds. Or he was corrupting her. I'm so screwed." Parker rolled her eyes, and gave the bag an extra-hard punch. "And then Rory and Jaye got on some craziness about the couch, I don't even want to know, and the radio's on crack again. I really have to hunt down and hurt Barbossa. Free press, my ass."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Your best friend?" Isabel asked with a raised eyebrow. "I don't think you've mentioned him before."

"I'm going to have to tease Cam some more now. I didn't realize the ass slapping happened in a bordello. It puts a whole new spin on things."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Jarod," Parker said, doing a front-kick to the bag. "He's the bartender at Caritas. And the receptionist at the 4th Sin." She shrugged. "He has an apartment there. I've gotten so used to it, that I didn't think of how it might hit other people." She grinned. "And yeah, go tease him more now. I think he's gone giddy with Vala gone. Silly, silly boy."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I haven't met him yet. You'll have to introduce me one of these days. Preferebly at Caritas," she said with a grin. "I'm brave, but not that brave."

She shook her head as she watched Cam using the weights. "I feel bad for him. He hasn't said much but I think it's really bothering him."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker shrugged. "Sure. He works Mondays and Wednesdays, we'll stop by sometime." She side-kicked the bag, and followed it up with a series of punches. "The break-up? Yeah, he walked out of Princess Bride before the sword fight last night. I think the break-up happening on Valentine's Day wasn't any help."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel studied the way Parker was kicking. Maybe she'd learn something. "That would be fun. I haven't been back since the night Darla stabbed Vala."

She pushed back her hair and wished she'd remember to bring a towel. "I know, he had the sweetest date planned out to. I think he was trying to recreate their first date, or what was supposed to be their first day. Times like these are when I'm glad I'm single."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Well, Darla's in jail, and Lorne's back, according to the radio. I need to go yell at him for scaring the life out of me." Parker grinned, then stepped back, and though she wasn't aware of it, did the next move slow enough that Isabel could probably follow it: legs apart, left foot stepped in front of her right, her right leg rose and bent, then uncoiled straight out at the bag.

"I had fun watching GOB make an idiot of himself over Becky at the 4th Sin on Valentine's Day-- I think my day went better than a lot of people's."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Tell me a night and I'll go. It'll be nice to get out of the dorms for a change." Oh Roundhouse kick! Isabel studied how Parker did the kick and promised herself to try it out tomorrow.

"Peter told me about that. It sounds like it was hilarious."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"God, yes. The mariachi's were so damn sincere, and Constable Fraser so enthusiastic, but the *song* choices--" Parker stopped to laugh again at the memory. "Bad, bad idea. Still, he didn't get beat up for it. Maybe it *is* true love. Or something."

She cocked her head. "Does tonight work for you?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"That's what I heard. I would love to see the pictures Peter took, but they were for his journalism class and Prof. Skeeter has the camera." She shrugged, "Maybe copies will turn up on day."

"And tonight would be perfect. What time?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Sixish? Early dinner, then show up there?" Parker grinned. "Maybe Peter made copies. God knows I would have."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Supposedly it was a magical camera. So I'm not sure if he would be able to. We can only hope."

"Six would be great," she smiled. "I'll meet you down there."