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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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron just barely managed to block the kick, but followed it up with a low blow to her stomach.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ow." Parker got her leg up to block it in time, but it was still a good hit to her thigh. Teach her to leave herself open.

Then again, it'd teach Cam too-- the hit left him way too close, and she sput into a side-kick to his sternum, careful to aim for the padding but putting a lot of force behind it. "You're improving. Your reflexes are better."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Umph. "Uh huh, thanks." Cameron coughed as he moved back. He didn't give himself much time and send a hit to her hands, followed by one to her side. This time he did remember to try and pull back.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Better," Parker growled, having to put her hands up to block the first blow, then twisting but still getting hit on the side.

She turned, keeping him in range, presenting a narrow target, and grinned. "Lookin' gooood, Cam-boy--" And snapped out a punch toward his jaw.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

He tries to dodge and it ends up hitting the padding of the helmet for the most part. Enough to make his head ring for a moment. She's hard to hit like this, so keeping his hands up, he makes a sweep for her legs.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker gets hit, and staggers back, stumbling but still game. "Damn, damn." She grins though, happy and homicidal, and says, "For that, you're buying me cocoa."

She circles him a moment, waiting for an opening, and not seeing one. Her eyes narrow, and she feints left, then punches toward his right.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Sure, I got a bit of money now." Cameron smirked, but winced as he fell for the feint and took the hit. He tries a side-kick at her left side.

"When and where do you want me?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

She danced out of the way, then chortled. "Mitchell, do *not* give me straight lines like that!" She's starting to get a little tired now, and she moved in for an elbow-strike, hoping to get beneath his guard. "Remember how this ended-- last time?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"If you want to kiss me, Parkie. You just have to ask," he blocked the strike and tried to get a hit in underneath her guard.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

He *really* should have remembered why she offered to spar with him in the first place. Parker shook her head. "Cam-boy, when I want to kiss you, you'll know it--"

She kept her guard up, knocked his arm up and outward, and then sent a punch sailing for his gut.

"--but not today, Huggy Boy."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Umph," Cameron was pushed back and somehow ended up falling right on his ass. "Duly noted, Parkie." He grimaced a bit. "Want a victory hug?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

She laughed. "Why don't we just tap gloves? I don't want to get my spine crushed in retaliation." Parker patted his hand with hers, then said, "Seriously, you're getting better. And the flirting doesn't hurt for a distraction. As I happen to know."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Where do you think I learned it?" Cameron got to his feet. "Thanks."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Thank you. It's been to long. And after you're fully recovered, we'll really hit the mats." Parker winked at him and gave him a grin before shedding the equipment. "See you later, though."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"I'll keep you that," Cameron smirked and stripped off the gear, kinda grateful he was still in one piece for tonight. "Bye, Parkie!"