Gym, Thursday After lunch

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Pip was engaging in some shadow boxing and form work in the gym, a pair of rubber gloves over his hands.

He was still covered in glitter.

_{[[OOC: Gym be open]]}

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Veronica made her way down to the gym for her self defense lesson with Pip. She still had her hair stuffed under a hat, but she had managed to find a sample pack of some body wash wipe things and get the worst of the Nyquil off of the rest of her. She still felt sticky though. And she still smelled like Nyquil.

She figured hitting stuff might make her feel better.

"Hey, Pip," she greeted her little brother miserably.