The Gym; Thursday Afternoon, post-workshops.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Sakurazaki has grabbed a practise sword, but it's mostly for just idly spinning and swinging and thrusting as she takes a seat on the bleachers, camcorder in one hand and eye glued to the little display screen the whole time. She probably should do some excersizes while she waited, but she was reviewing the footage she had recieved earlier that day from Walter. Because, really, it was absolutely fascinating to watch.

[[sakurazaki's here for pippi (*sigh, sp eventually 'cause of impending work doom in a few hours*), but the gym be open ^_^]]

Comments

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"I'm, a little I think, my head kinda hurts, and my shoulder, but other than that..."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Okay, you can go to your room or you can go to the clinic... And if you don't go to the clinic you will call Vice Principal Pierce if you don't feel better. 'Cause he's a doctor."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

This had to be some of the strangest footage ever. Sakurazaki captured it all in a sort of numb daze, not knowing what to think.

"Um, thank you, Tim," she waves from behind the camera. "You sure you'll be all right?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Think so." he said. What had she called him? "I think I'll get to my room."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"...Do...do you need some help?"

Even if he said no, there was a good chance Sakurazaki wouldn't believe him.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Couldn't hurt."