Gym, 4th period and through lunch

Cameron's in the gym, working on the bag after some warming up on the machines. Every hit or kick, he contemplates the simple truths of life. Lemurs like The Brave and the Handsome. Girls are confusing. Ghosts like the Spice Girls. Girlkissy is hot, but only if Molly and Cally aren't involved. Or any freshmen for that matter. He really needs to clean up his part of the dorm room. Girls are really confusing. Zombies stink. Crichton is the pudgy one. Girls are very confusing. Aeryn Sun can kick his ass. Anakin's got all the cool powers. And girls are just really frelling confusing.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-04-05 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey Cam," Pip said as he walked into the gym and headed over for the machines. "What's new and exciting in your world?"

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-04-05 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Same. Though I gather we had Nazis this weekend. Which is a new one on me," Pip responded as he situated himself on the ab machine. "Some sort of concert in the park."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-04-05 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"What leather wearing fetish guy? The one the paper was talking about?"

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-04-05 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip stopped in mid excersize as a glassy look came over hie eye. "Mmmmm... Girlkissy..." he shook his head. "Yeah. Sorry. Was in another world for a second. Anyway. Leather fetish guy?"

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-04-05 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, what was up with that? I saw them all around town. Some sort of convention?"
chasingangela: (wary)

Lunchtime...

[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-04-05 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Faced with nervous energy to burn off, Angela made her way to the gym and hopped on a treadmill, headphones firmly in place. She waved to the guys assuming Pip is still around as she started a steady jog.
chasingangela: (raised brow)

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[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-04-05 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Angela turned the volume down on her iPod. "Yo back," she said, breath coming in short spurts. "What's up?"
chasingangela: (Default)

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[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-04-05 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Angela gave Cam a look. "Jaye supposedly, like, talks to her purse. Of course she's confusing."

"And ... I feel like I am living in a bad soap opera at the moment, or something. Marty had to leave town."
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[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-04-05 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Angela snorted. "Okay, point. But does having faked his own death to get away from professional criminals who wanted him to carry out a hit get any points?"

"AND he sent me flowers today. So at least he's probably okay." She ran fast. "I hope."

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[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-04-05 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker's got too much energy to burn off, so she hits the gym and decides to do the weights. She waves to Cam and anyone else when she walks in, then starts doing bicep curls after she's warmed up. "Hey."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-04-05 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker took a second to get that, then snorted. "I wish." The next bicep curl might have too much force to it, and she huffs out a breath. "I had to go home last weekend, and classes have been getting busier. What have you been up to?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-04-05 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Which, then and there, determined that she and Jarod weren't ever going to the hotel to have fun, even if that option had still been on the table. "Hunh. Mr. Crowley doesn't give you an trouble? He creeps me out." She started working her shoulders, and winced a little.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-04-05 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hunh. I read that it was a kinky dentist's convention in the paper? God, this island is weird." She shook her head, then stopped to stretch out her muscles again, rolling her head a bit. "And yay, no girlkissy for me! Are you sad or relieved that Jaye didn't win either?"

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