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fandomhighdorms2006-07-19 09:52 pm
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Camp Gym, Wednesday Night
Blair came in and sat down in the middle of the gym, trying to focus on his breathing. He was going to fight Tyler. Smirking, he shook his head. He was going to try to fight with Tyler, but he had no illusions that it would be any grand battle. The plan was to last as long as he could to rack up meditation time for Tyler.
Leaving the gym with all of his teeth intact should probably be worked into that plan as well.
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Leaving the gym with all of his teeth intact should probably be worked into that plan as well.
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Rather, the cell phone inside his pants vibrated. He flipped it out and checked the message (http://lovechildblair.livejournal.com/327.html?thread=350023#t350023). Tyler had cancelled. Blair believed his excuse of a cold, but he was still going to blame it on karma.
Karma and poor diet.
With a sigh, he picked up his helmet and headed for the door, wondering if this means he won his first fight.