Camp gym, Tuesday evening

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It's just warm enough that Aeryn would rather take advantage of the air conditioning. The first thing she does when she walks into the gym is close the doors to the outside, and only then does she pull on the gloves and head for the bag. It's been a while, might as well.


[Open, open, open. Alleviate the boredom.]

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[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Meditating hadn't worked.

Maybe lightsaber practice would.

With a small smile to Aeryn, Anakin reached for two wooden staffs from the equipment locker and began going through a series of exercises.

Very, very quickly.

The glare on his face wasn't exactly just concentration.

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Aeryn gives him a smile back, and is able to work on the bag for a little while longer before she kind of can't not watch him. She doesn't want to interrupt, so she just waits.

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

A sheen of sweat covered Anakin's forehead before he finally slowed down.

He hadn't made a single misstep. Normally, this would've been enough to put a pleased smile on his face.

Today, he just tossed one of the staffs to the side and began a different series of exercises.

His preferred, very aggressive, Form V.

Ten minutes later, he finally stopped moving. "I needed that," he said quietly.

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Aeryn tried to go back to work, but she's a little distracted, looking back every now and then. By the time he's stopped, she's given up. "Bad day?" she asks.

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"Rating right up there with the day I got skewered by a lightsaber," Anakin said, eyes downcast.

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"Anything you're willing to talk about, or should I leave you alone?" she wonders.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly had seen Aeryn heading to the gym. Deciding to see if she would be willing to teach her some stuff about fighting, Molly quickly went back to the cabin to change clothes before heading down to the gym.

"Hey, Aeryn."

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Aeryn takes a break from the bag to give her a smile. "Hey," she greets her.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"I was wondering if you had time to show me some stuff," Molly said, getting straight to the point.

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She backs away from the bag a little, nodding. "Actually a good place for it. If something breaks, they can replace it while we're back in the dorms," she says. "Just the basics for now?"

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly nodded. "I know nothing about proper forms and stuff. Except that Angel told me I should keep my arms close to my body when I punch instead of being all flaily like I usually am."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler looked determined as he set to running on the treadmill at a brisk pace.

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Aeryn gives him a nod, and then remembers their last meeting and wonders if he's the Stickbug that set up the exploding cheesecake.

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler nodded back. "Aeryn," he greeted. "Hello."

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"I've finally stopped finding feathers," she says. She can't not mention the feathers to the Stickbugs. She's still bitter.

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Good," Tyler said. "I got my underpants out of Principal Washburn's office."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Stepping into a Fandom gym for the second time ever, Peter walked over to the mats, sat down, and began some stretching exercises. Sure, the machines couldn't really do anything for him due to strength issues, but he really needed to keep his agility in form more than anything else anyway.

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Aeryn for some reason doesn't feel the need to yell at him about the pranks first off. Maybe because she expects they'll come to that later. Instead, she says, "Hello."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Aeryn," Peter said, touching his toes and waiting for his spider-sense to go off. He couldn't be sure she wasn't going to try to kick him or something. Until right before she did. "You did a great job at Caritas the other night. One of the most entertaining bartenders I've ever seen."

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"I think I can say that's not a future career for me," she says.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Did you get any tips?" Peter asked.

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler nodded to Peter from the treadmill. "Hail Stickbug" was his greeting de la nuit.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Power to the bug that looks like a stick!" Peter called. Because he didn't feel like being even slightly normal at the moment.

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"I .. can't top that while I'm running," Tyler said. "Sorry."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"That's okay," Peter said. "If you topped that, I'd have to top that and eventually we're just be throwing random words. Best to avoid that."