Gym, early Saturday

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

It was very early on Saturday morning, so hopefully there wouldn't be anybody else around in the gym. She needed to work out some frustration, preferably without being recognized by more people she had never seen before in her life.

She pulled out the mats, laying them down at a decent distance from each other, then stepped onto on one and thought for a moment.

Back-in, full out...



ooc: open!

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I've been known to go a round or two," Dean said with a grin. "I'd be happy to oblige."

[geneticfreak452.livejournal.com]

"Only a round or two?" she teased, taking a pair of light gloves out of her bag. "I'll go easy on you."

[[ooc: argh, so sorry! computer just up and flipped out on me after i rebooted. only now just got my connection back]]

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Dean said, wondering if that was something he would be grateful for. Anywhere else, he wouldn't think so, and might be even a little worried about hurting an opponent so much smaller and lighter than him, but considering what hidden skills some of the people have here, he wasn't going to take anything for granted. "You're not an alien or anything are you?"

[geneticfreak452.livejournal.com]

Max froze briefly, but covered it quickly with a grin. "Do I look like an alien to you?" she asked.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Against his better judgement, Dean's eyes wandered over her form. "If you're alien, I think I want to move to your planet," he said, heartfelt.