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The Gym, Sunday Afternoon
Joxer had a practice sword in hand, and was battering the punching bag quite mercilessly.
"You like that Jett? How about that! And that!"
Yes, he was taunting the bag as if it were his mean older brother.
[ooc: Open for your gymly needs. Joxer is here for Peter Pevensie, and I'm on slowplay due to happy fun work time.]
"You like that Jett? How about that! And that!"
Yes, he was taunting the bag as if it were his mean older brother.
[ooc: Open for your gymly needs. Joxer is here for Peter Pevensie, and I'm on slowplay due to happy fun work time.]

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"Afternoon, Joxer," he said with a nod as he started stretching out.
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"Hi Peter," he said, picking himself back up.
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"Are you ready for me?"
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"Afternoon!" she greeted the people already in the Gym before heading for the jump ropes.
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"Wull gee I dunno Peter." she said innocently. "Is it very heavy? I could try it out and see... I guess."
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He was gone for a bit because 5 flights of stairs and all...
Coming back, he offered the shield to Pippi. "Here you go."
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The tosses it up in the air and catches the bottom on the palm of her hand, balancing it there for a bit.
"... Never mind. I think I got the hang of it now."
She strapped the shield to her arm.
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handwavilingventure into town before the rain got too bad. Yes, she's still a little sore from last week. This is why she takes a deep breath at the door, nodding a greeting to those already present, and reminds herself to take it slow before she cuts across the mats to start her balancing forms. Tells herself, as if she's not going to be hearing it from Peter.no subject
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Sakurazaki doesn't seem to mind too much; her thoughts aren't on training today, but on cooking.