Gym, Wednesday Morning

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Since that Buffy girl had managed to wrangle his agreement to join a possible basketball team, he decided he might as well get some practice in.

He might be a skinny geek, and only so-so shooting hoops, but he could dribble with the best of them.

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker may have been very much *avoiding* looking at Alanna with Lightening when she came in. No reason. Nope. None. Nada. Niento. Zip.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna smirked and cheerfully waved at Parker.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker gave her a sardonic wave back, and grimaced. Hoo, boy. "Hey."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Miss Parker." Alanna's voice was very innocent. "If I recall correctly, I owe you a fencing lesson."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker dropped her head forward. Crap. "Yes. You do." She looked up. "Which does not in any way shape or form translate to you whapping me on the butt with that thing. Right?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna was still oh so innocent. "Of course right! I like you and you suffered even more than me during that blasted play. Therefore, my goal is to simply leave you sore and annoyed." She beamed. "Is there a place in town we can practice?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oy. And, probably? I hear Tex is out of town this week, but I'd bet she knows somewhere, or that Blood Gulch Arms could work."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna beamed at Parker. "Lovely."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker grimaces. "Very."