Gym, Sunday afternoon

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Angel had promised Blair lessons in self-defense. He waited for his little brother to show up, spending time alternating between getting some Tai Chi in, and throwing tennis balls for Sean to chase.

Multitasking was a good thing.

[ooc: He's here for Blair, but gym is here for all your gymly needs.]

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Lyta entered the gym for the first time since her arrival at Fandom High. She found herself somewhat impressed by the size, the available equipment, and maybe even the cute guy doing Tai Chi across the room. The puppy was kinda cute, too, she thought.

Adjusting her bag on her shoulder, she found another empty area, crossing to it. She withdrew a long, thin mat from the bag, and unrolled it onto the floor. The bag got haphazardly tossed out of the way as she settled down to begin stretching before beginning her routine.

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Angel gave a nod of greeting.

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Lyta smiled and nodded in return, extending her arms up and pointing her toes. She then arced down, fingertips brushing her toes. It felt really good to stretch! "How long have you been practicing?" she asked conversationally.

[OOC: No big thing, just trying to be a bit more social. =) ]

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"About ten minutes?" Angel said, taking her a little too literally.

[ooc: Totally fine. He can do social. He can do it awkwardly, but he can do it ;) ]

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Lyta arched her brow with a smile. She couldn't decide whether he was being evasive or just being dense. "I meant how long have you been learning it," she clarified. "It seems to be a very...focussed form." It was also something that had been taught by the Corps as a means to learn control. She wished now she had taken them up on it.

Maybe there was a good thing or two to come out of the Corps. Maybe.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair bounced into the gym clad in sweats and a helmet. Because Angel was big and Blair sorta liked not having head injuries.

"Hey Angel and Sean!"

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Sean raced over to say hi to Blair, his puppy paws sliding and occasionally losing traction on the smooth gym floor.

"Hey, Blair," Angel said with a smile. "Nice helmet."

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Blair kneeled down to give and accept puppy kisses. "Hey there buddy, you having fun this morning? You gonna help teach me stuff?"

He grinned up at Angel and knocked on the top of the helmet. "Thanks! I figured it would be a good idea."

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"Protection's good," Angel said. "I'm all for it. Okay, how about we get started with you letting me know what you know?"

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Blair nodded. "That's a good idea. Let's see. I know the Buvo peace dance to ward off enemy tribes and I'm pretty good at the Saklolo war cry which intimidates enemies."

"Plus this week I learned how to stop knifes with my shoe, my sock and my bedsheet!"

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Callisto stopped by the gym to do some heavy-bag work. If this happened to put her in a position to watch Angel and Blair, it was pure coincidence.

Really.

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Sean yipped a greeting to Girl Who Dad Liked.

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"Hey, Sean," Callisto grinned at the puppy. She went over to the equipment locker to see if she could find a tennis ball or something to throw. "You wanna play fetch?"

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Sean did a small dance of puppy joy.

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Finally finding a frisbee, Callisto flipped the plastic disc over before tossing it down the length of the gym.

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

After waking late and laying around in bed, Kara enters the gym with her bag slung over her shoulder.

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"Hey, Kara," Angel said from where he was working with Blair.

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"Hey, Angel," says Kara, giving him a wave.

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After a mentally stressful (but actually fairly successful) morning of baking misadventures, Anders heads down to the gym just in time to catch Kara getting ready to work out.

"It's like you read my mind or something, Thrace," he says with his usual jock-mode grin. "You ready to kick my ass again?"

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Kara grins as she zips up her bag. "Maybe I should be conerned that you're stalking me, Samuel. Is that it?" Picking up her water bottle she heads over to the mats not waiting to see if he's following.

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Anders snorts and keeps pace with her on the way over to the mats, settling in to do his warmpus. "Stalking you? That would mean I had a sick obsession with you or something. Please."

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Laughing, Kara sits down and starts stretching out her legs. "But this is me we're talking about," Kara says, gesturing to herself. "Who wouldn't be obsessed with me?"

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Callisto nodded to Kara. "Hey."

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Kara gives her returning nod and says, "Hi."

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"Haven't caught you around lately, how you been?"