The gym, Sunday after cheerleading

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As soon as the cheerleading practice is over, Aeryn's in the gym, cursing pretty much all of them silently just for being there. She goes straight to the bag, not worrying too much about gloves and figuring yesterday will have kept most people away from the gym. She's okay with that.


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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"You couldn't sleep in?" John says, wandering in.

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"I had things to do," Aeryn answers, with a hit to the bag. "Like stand there for half an arn and wait for the frelling cheerleaders to get out of my gym."

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"Your gym?" John asks, raising an eyebrow. "When did you buy it?"

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She sighs at him, and hits the bag again. Because she doesn't have an answer for that.

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John shakes his head and, feeling risky, grabs the bag she's wailing away on.

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She finishes the punch because she can't not. "Spotting me?" she asks.

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"Feel like knocking me around?"

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"Most days," she lies, looking at him as if trying to decide if he's serious.

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"Let's go then," John says, letting the bag go. "Throw me some gloves."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Sakurazaki comes into the gym, skipping her usual routine and deciding to focus mostly on her sword forms and focus excersises. She has too much on her mind, and the only way she'll probably be able to get rid of it is with the swing of a sword.

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Aeryn gives the new girl a nod between punches.

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Sakurazaki returns the nod, which really seems more of a formal slight bow, before starting with her drills.

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Aeryn goes back to her workout, occasionally looking back to see what she's doing.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

The first part of her workout consists of the classic stength excersize inherant in almost all Japanese styles: quick, stiffly repeatative, over- head slices down into the air. After a while, she starts to go into the fancier, specific moves, lots of turns and slices, but she always seems to cut the move off short, never quite finishing it, then hoping back to execute the next one.

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At some point, Aeryn pauses her own workout just to watch, but not wanting to disturb her.

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Eventually, Sakurazaki needs to take a break, too, feeling a little breathless from the nearly constant string of moments, ponytail sagging a big from sweat. After taking a deep swig of water, she offers a little smile to Aeryn, accompanied by a slightly gasping, "Hello."

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"Impressive moves," Aeryn greets her.

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras had dressed in comfortable clothes and made her way to the gym to wait for Walter.

She sat, swinging her legs and idly watching the other students.

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Walter showed up, dressed as always, other than black athletic shoes in deference to the gym floor.

"There you are."

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Seras looked over and smiled.

"Here I am."

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Walter started stretching and glanced up as he bent in half over his knees. "Do you have a preference for how to start? Or just spar until one of us says stop?"

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Seras nodded.

"I don't have much experience with er...formal sparring. So, I suppose that sounds good. We spar and then you tell me what I should do to improve?"

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"Certainly," Walter started streching his hamstrings and finally bounced upright. "Just do me a favor and no kicks to my favored bits. That's how Nadia and I met."

He moved onto one of the mats and bounced on his toes. "I'll go slow."

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Seras, who had gotten up from her chair and begun to walk over towards him, stopped. She frowned.

"Don't," she said, "I didn't ask to spar with you because I wanted someone who'd go easy on me."

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Walter shook his head. "If I don't slow down, you're going to be flat on your ass before you can do anything. Trust me. Or do you want me to demonstrate?"