Camp Gym, Monday Evening

[demonbelthazor]

Feeling restless, Bel headed for the gym to work off some excess energy. He warmed up by abusing the punching bag, then picked up one of the wooden practice swords and began to practice some moves. Of course, it would be more fun to practice against a real opponent.


[Open for all your gymly needs.]

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[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Demyx helped her heal. He's a good guy. Have you met him yet?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"The moose had a top hat and they were looking for something called 'upsidasium.' Of course, I had a bit of a fall that day, so I might not be the best witness."

[demonbelthazor]

"I've seen him around," Bel said. "He can heal people?"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel ducked to the side and moved behind Peter as he lunged forward. He brought his sword up and swung down at Peter's back.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Yes. After..." Walter paused because After Pippi and I beat up our friends and made them shoot and stab us just didn't sound good. "After we got out of the clinic, Demyx healed us, but it took a lot out of him."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter spun to parry Bel's sword with his blade. With a shift in stance, he aimed his sword in a slash at Bel's knees.

[demonbelthazor]

"Good to know," Bel said, not dwelling on the incident at all. "Someone we can turn to in case of emergency."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"And he does magic with water." Walter snickered at the memory of the common room tidal wave. "You sort of have to watch out for that."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel darted backwards, but the sword clipped his left leg. While Peter's sword was down, however, he swung up, aiming a blow at Peter's lowered shoulder.


[ooc: am about to crash -- slowplay the rest?]

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Already at a lower stance, Peter ducked under Bel's sword. Straightening up, he feinted another low blow, then swung his sword in an arc towards Bel's left shoulder.

[demonbelthazor]

"Good to know," Bel said again. "I'll keep an eye on any water when he's around." He grinned.


[ooc: have to crash now...night!]

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Just don't let him catch himself on fire. That can be a problem." Walter gave up with the treadmill. Damned thing just didn't go fast enough. "I think I'll take my running outside. Good to see you, Bel. Say hi to Phoebe for me."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Max Guevara," Tyler said. "Really hot, kind of Hispanic-looking? She's doing basketball and took me for a ride on her motorcycle."

He sighed. "You think we're due for snow monsters again?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Faithful snickered at Bel, mostly because he knew it would bother him. Alanna shrugged. "That was sparring. We both more or less agreed to take damage. Emotions are best let out on something that can't breathe."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel shrugged. "If you say so. I prefer something that can fight back."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel brought his sword up and blocked the blow. While Peter's arm was still high, he swung his sword at his opponent's right side.

[demonbelthazor]

"Oh yeah, I've seen her around. Hot," Bel agreed. "And I don't think we'll get snow monsters with this weather. Maybe sand monsters. Or the campfires could come to life."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"That would be bizarre," Tyler agreed. "How would you fight fire monsters?"

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter danced back out of the sword's range. He paused for a second, then moved back in to close again. He aimed a thrust into Bel's chest.

[demonbelthazor]

"Not sure," Bel said. "I wouldn't be as useful as I was against the snow monsters, that's for sure."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel jumped back, then quickly darted forward again, trying not to give Peter a chance to recover. He took a swing at Peter's left side.

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter parried Bel's swing with his sword, then, twisting his sword, took his own strike at the right side of Bel's torso.