Sunday Morning, Gym

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

After some time on the treadmill and stair climber, Sam strapped gloves onto her hands, stepped up to the heavy bag, and took a few jabs. She adjusted the tape, then went back to work. Left jab, right jab, Left punch, right punch.

Right side kick. Left jab.

No, she wasn't working out issues, she was just out of practice.


[ooc: Gym is open for either your talking to Sam or your working out needs.]

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[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip sauntered into the gym and clicked his tongue with disappointent when he saw that the bag was taken. Shrugging, he headed over to the treadmill, waving as he passed Sam. "Bonjour."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Sam replied, a bit distracted as she wiped sweat from her eyes. "Happy Sunday. I should be done here in a little bit."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Take your time," Pip said as he hopped onto the treadmill. "I'm in no rush. So, as everyone always asks me when I'm on that thing, what did that bag ever do to you?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

She grinned and kicked it, then ducked as it swung back towards her and punched out again. Good, solid contact. She was remembering, even if her muscles didn't. "Nothing, really. Haven't been here in a while, though, and there wasn't anyone around to spar with."

Sam considered him. "You wanna?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip stopped, the treadmill, grinned, and leapt off of it. He knelt down and pulled a pair of yellow gloves out of his gym bag. "Sure, why not? How good are you? I mean, just so I know if I should hold back or go all out or whatever."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam stopped the bag from swinging and bent down to get some water as she considered the question.

"I'm human," she chuckled, "but I have had training. I'm a little out of practice, though."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip grinned. "Well, I'm human, have had training, and am in practice. So maybe I'll start a little lighter than usual."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I appreciate that," she said, adjusting her gloves, "at least to start with."

She crouched and took a slightly defensive stance. "Ready when you are."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Bouncing on his feet, Pip bobbed a little before starting off with an exploratory jab.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Grinning, Sam threw up a hand to block, but took the hit solidly on her arm. She punched out with her other hand, aiming for Pip's ribs.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip brought his other hand around to deflect Sam's rib punch and lashed out at her shins with his right leg, hopping to throw her off balance.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam took the shot to her shin and stumbled, unable to kick him while she regained her balance. Damn, he was quick.

She took a few steps back, then sent her right hand out in a backhand punch, then tried to hook her foot behind his ankle and bring him down.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip dodged out of the way of the hook and managed to bring his hand up to block the backhand punch just in time. He crouched down and brought his long leg around in an attempt to sweep Sam off her feet.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Oof," Sam said, articulately, as she landed on her back, still alert and prepared to fight if he advanced. On the ground, she knew her feet were her best weapons, but she kept her hands in a ready position anyway.

This newer body didn't have the strength or muscle memory she needed, and she kept forgetting that. She glared in general, getting a bit frustrated.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip grinned and slid back a little, sitll bouncing on his feet. He motioned with his hand and waited for Sam to stand up.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Swearing under her breath, Sam got to her feet. Damn it, Carter, focus. Teal'c would be deeply ashamed.

Moving quickly, she kicked with her left leg, aiming for Pip's knee, then followed it up with a right jab to the face.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Indeed. Pip dodged Sam's kick, but unfortunately dodged right into Sam's punch. He jumped back a bit, and darted forward, going for an uppercut to Sam's gut.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam tried to bend backwards and twist away from the fist headed towards her abdomen, blocking with her arm. She consequently took a lot of Pip's hit in her side, instead of her diaphragm.

She wasn't sure that was better. Gasping slightly for air, she took a few steps away to regroup, then threw another punch from the left, aiming towards his kidneys.