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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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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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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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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"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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"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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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.

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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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"Ohhh," Angel said, getting it. He thought about it. "A few decades? I go off and on with it. It's good for meditation, you know?"

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"That's good," Angel said, momentarily distracted by the mental image of Blair dancing to ward off a fight. Though he felt that all things considered that would probably work, depending on who he was going up against. "I guess my next question is what would you like to learn?"

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"Um." Blair thought for a moment, or he could have been distracted by the mental image of Angel dancing to ward off a fight. "I want to learn how to be safe if someone tries to hurt me and to get away. I don't want to hurt people really, but if someone is trying hurt me or Moll-I mean..." He coughed a little and blushed. "If someone is hurting people with me, I want to know what to do."

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"That's what I've heard." Laying back, put her feet flat against the mat and began rolling up into crunches. "It was offered at...my previous school, for that exact reason," she said, between breaths. "Never took them up on it, though."

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Angel looked at her curiously. "Feeling a need to meditate on something?"

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Angel might've grinned a little at the verbal slip. "I think that's good. Trying to stay in a fight when you shouldn't is the easiest way to get hurt. The best way to stay alive is to remove yourself from the danger. You should be proud of yourself for wanting to do the smart thing."

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Blair bounced a lot and grinned because compliments from Angel were like bouncing fuel.

"Cool! So what do you want me to do?"

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"We...the other students and I...were a bit different. We had abilities that needed to be focussed. That was one of the ways they tried to teach us. I chose pilates and yoga." She gave a flicker of a smile, taking a break from her crunches to allow her stomach muscles a rest, albeit brief. "I chose poorly."

Especially after the Vorlons got through with me...

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"Pilates," Angel said, slowly. "Is that like Tae-Bo?"

[ooc: Making dinner, will be replying slowly over the next hour but am still here]

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"First let's cover the basics," Angel said. "I want you to learn to trust your instincts. Your body wants to stay alive no matter what. If you feel you're in a situation that's not safe, chances are you're right. Even if you think that you're wrong."

[ooc: Making dinner, will be replying slowly over the next hour but am still here]

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"Right, man. Staying alive is good." Blair shrugged and grinned up at Angel. "Or not-alive...whatever. So if I get the wiggins freaked out I should trust myself and leave. Got it."

[no problem!]

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Lyta chuckled. "Uhm, no. It's like yoga, but a little less...pretzel-like," she said. "And a lot less impact than Tae-Bo."

She finds herself oddly surprised that Tae-Bo has survived to the 2260s.

[OOC: No worries. Gives the opportunity to take care of some housework. =)]

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"Exactly," Angel said. "You leave, you go find somebody to help you. Like me. Anytime you feel like you're in trouble you get somewhere safe and you call me. I'll come get you."

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"Oh. Of course," Angel said, as though he'd known that the whole time and was just testing her. He watched what she was doing. "So, uh, are you doing it right now?"

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Blair nodded. "Somewhere safe. Call Angel. Check."