Camp Gym, Friday lunchtime

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler sat on a mat and stretched, trying to warm up all of his muscles. he was still feeling a little off-balance from his cold, but he figured that just made it a fairer fight.

He bounced on the balls of his feet, happy to be sparring again.

[OOC: Mostly for Blair, but open.]

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[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair bounced into the gym and grinned at Tyler. "Hey there, man. Are you feeling better? I brought some herbal tea that I made from roots to help with your cold, but you should probably drink it after the fight cause it might make you sleepy. You should probably be careful where you swim from now on, lots of places are polluted and you might have gotten contaminated and not just a cold. Which would suck, maybe we should make a petition to clean up Fandom's waterways."

Oddly enough, the babbling was not from nerves, he was normally this way.

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler couldn't follow about 2/3 of that. He decided to try to take it one point at a time. "Thanks for the ta. After the fight is perfect. And I don't think it was where we swam, I think it was just chilly."

He shot a feral grin at Blair. "You ever done anything like this before?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Fighting? Not really." Blair shook his head and moved closer to the mat. No use being scared of it now. "Angel taught me how to defend myself against people bigger than me...which is pretty much everybody. But it was less about offensive and more about how to get out and then run away."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler chuckled slightly. "That's the best thing to start with, if you only know a little."

He rubbed his chin. "Want to take off your shoes and put some padding on?" hHe never used it, usually, but with someone this raw...

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Does our bargin still hold if I do that?" Blair dropped to the floor and removed his shoes but hesitated before grabbing the padding. "I don't want to cheat."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"A lot of people use padding when they spar," Tyler told him. "And yeah. Bargain holds even if you encase yourself in a spacesuit."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Crap, should have brought my spare then." Blair grinned and preceded to put padding. With a shrug, he dug through his backpack and put on the helmet he had worn during his sessions with Angel. "Okay man, I'm ready. Hit me."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler went for the obvious. "While you're wearing a bicycle helmet."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"To protect my brain." Blair was pretty sure that was obvious. "Do you want me to find one for you? I'm sure the school has some lying around."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"I think I can risk my brain," Tyler said, though he wondered if Blair had a point, and patted his head self-consciously. "Doesn't it bug you when it rubs against your head?"

He went to his corner of the mat and got into fight stance. "You can have first swing."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"It's sorta itchy." Blair shrugged. "But massive head tramua bugs me more."

"Okay...first swing. I can do that. No problem, man. Just, you know, getting ready." Blair bounced nervously then closed his eyes and swung his right hand towards Tyler.

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler ... stopped. "Done," he said. He was breathing hard as he reached a hand down to help Blair up. "You did good, man."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, man." Blair waved off his hand and closed his eyes. "If you don't mind, I'll just lay here for a bit."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Suit yourself," Tyler said, not entirely coldly. "So I owe you ... what, an hour and a half of meditation?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, man." Blair took a breath and rubbed at his chest before moving to a sitting position and removing his helmet. "Not to be used all at once. Do you want to start now?"

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Up to you," Tyler said. "Were you going to go to the career fair this afternoon?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"I hadn't really thought about it much. I already know what I'm going to do when I grow up." Blair shrugged. "But I don't want to keep you if you were planning on going."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"I'm not in a huge hurry," Tyler said. He tried to calm his breathing. May as well get this over with...

"Want to do half an hour now and save the rest?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"That works." Blair crossed his legs and closed his eyes, taking as much of a deep breath as he could. "Let's get this started."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler sat cross-legged, a little clumsily. "Okay. How do you usually start?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"I usually just jump right into things, but I'll think we'll start slower this time." Blair smiled at Tyler and lowered his voice into the calming tone that came out when he was meditating.

"Close your eyes and take deep breaths. Focus on my voice and nothing else."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

It'd been far too long since he'd practiced, so Tim made his way to the Gym, got out a practice sword and began going over what he'd learned thus far.

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler nodded to Tim as he left the gym after sparring with Blair. "Hey."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Hey how goes it?"

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Decent," Tyler said. He didn't pause for further conversation on his way out of the gym.