Gym: Early Evening...

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty's bored.

So after finishing his class for the day, he grabs a gatorade and heads to the gym to start his workout.

No he's not humming "Eye of the Tiger" as he starts punching the body bag.

Really.

[ooc:open to all yo!]

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was incognito.

The effect might have been spoiled by the fact that there really were only a limited number of people with access to the dorms, and most of them had seen each other before, so they would know that she was someone in a wig and glasses disguise.

This did not discourage her in the least. She was on a mission to avenge the Princess, after all.

She stopped by the gym. She spotted Marty. She spotted Marty's gatoraide.

Eeeeeexcellent.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty looked over at the person who just entered the gym.

He hit the bag a few more times and then looked back with a double take.

"Um... Nadia? Why are you wearing a wig? And glasses?"

[nadiathesaint]

Damn!

Nadia shrugged non-chalantly. "Class project."

Majesty to base, I've been made! Requesting immediate extraction! her brain shouted.

Too bad there was no one to, you know, extract her.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Class project? What class?" Marty asked taking a break from the bag pummeling. "I didn't think we had a theater class this term."

[nadiathesaint]

Mental note: work out cover story before hand.

Shop or literature, shop or literature?

"Literature," she said casually. "What's up?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty gave Nadia a confused look and gestured around the room. "Um. Working out."

He then turned his back to Nadia as he set up one of the weight machines for a work out. "Literature tie in to wearing a wig and glasses?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia gave Marty a "well, duh" look, then scratched at the side of her leg, just above the top of her boot. "Damn, I think something might have bitten me earlier,"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe came in towards the evening and immediately goes to an open bag where she starts pounding on it. Happy and cheerful she is not.

Completely focused on what she is pummeling? Oh yes.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty blinked at the focused pummeling and lack of cheer. "Hey Halliwell. Bad day?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe stopped and looked over. When she saw Marty, she forced a smile and nodded. "It's been a bad couple of days."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I heard about Piper on the radio," Marty said with a sympathetic look. "Is she doing okay?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe nodded. "She was doing much better last night when I left her so she could get some sleep."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I heard Bel got attacked by her is he doing okay too?"

[sensethevisions]

At his question, Phoebe slugged the bag again and then sighed, looking at the floor. "I don't know. He didn't come home last night."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna saluted Marty with her sword and began to go through a series of exercises.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty saluted back and watched the sword exercises warily. The last time he showed up in the gym? Alanna was not exactly a happy camper.

"Um... How are you Alanna?" he asked casually.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Tired but not homicidal." Alanna reasured him.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Always a good thing," Marty replied. "Um... the not being homicidal part."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"So I've been told, yeah. D'you have fun at prom?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

A small smile crossed Marty's face. "Actually I did. And also? Didn't kill anyone. That's a bonus in my book."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker came in a bit later, and began going through her aikido routines.

She might have looked at Alanna a little nervously, out of the corner of her eye.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Hey Parker. How're things with you?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Stressed." Parker wiped the back of her forehead with her wrist, and rolled her eyes. "I'm trying to do that 'centering' thing. Studying for Finals is kicking my ass." She aimed a few more punches and blocks, took a breath, then said. "How are you doing?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty finished of his bench presses and went to do some hanging curls. "Surprisingly I'm not that stressed. I guess since I was almost gone three weeks and have missed most of class and I'm doomed to fail all my exams? Kind of takes the tension out of the situation."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Heh. Maybe they'll let you take incompletes, finish up this summer?" Parker cocked an eyebrow, and loosened her shoulders. "I signed up for five classes and an independent study, thinking some of the teachers would leave before the end of the semester, but no. I picked the ones that all made it through 'til the end. I am only taking three classes next semester, no matter what."