Camp gym, Friday night

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After the Career Day thing, Aeryn has to spend some time either worrying about stuff like that, or doing something. She's really bad at the first thing.

This means she's back in the gym, gloves on, hitting the bag as means of distraction.


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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker's not in the best of moods after she gets back from Caritas. So going to the gym to work out some aggression seems like a good idea.

Aeryn has the bag first, though. "Hey. Let me know when you're done."

She starts stretching, then going through a series of kicks. Hard.

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Aeryn delivers one more punch to the bag, then looks back at her. "You look like you need this more than I do."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," Parker says gratefully. Elbow-strike, punch, kick. Punch, punch, punch, punch. "Hitting the person I want to hit would be a bad, bad idea." Another kick. "Are you up for a spar? You've got fair warning for the mood I'm in."

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It's been a week since she's hit anyone. She shrugs. "I'm up for it," she agrees, stepping back from the bag.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto wandered into the gym and went over to the now abandoned bag. If her punches looked somewhat less steady than usual, well, not sleeping in a week will do that to a girl.

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Aeryn just watches cautiously. Really cautiously. You'd think someone would look better in a week.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto? Did not look better. Her movements were jerky, and if she actually kept them still long enough for some to see, her hands were trembling.

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"Hey," Aeryn greets her, mostly to see what the reaction is.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie enters the gym and gives a wave at everyone before heading to the treadmill.

"Hey guys. How's it going?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna giggled at the question.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Something funny?" Jamie asked as he started off slowly on the treadmill.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna glanced up at Jamie from her perch on the floor. There were tear tracks on her cheeks and she was very close to being drunk. "Today." She summarized with a wave that nearly toppled her over.

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Aeryn gives him a nod and a smile when he comes in. "Hey," she says.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Hey. How's it going?" Jamie asked.

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"I hit things. It's better now," she answers. "You?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Jamie." Parker's breathless, but still upright. "Not... terrible. How about you?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Doing pretty well Parker," Jamie said. "Just trying to get back into the swing of things."

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"That's right, you got hurt." Parker took a breath, and tilted her head, studying him. "You look okay. How do you feel?" She bounced on her toes, and added, "Jarod saw those guys. Wouldn't tell me anything, though. Scary?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna came into the gym after clinic, still clutching her bottle. It was a lot more empty now. "Not my...day." She sat down by the punching bag. "You stop spinning and I'll hit you." She informed it. Faithful, suprisingly, wasn't with her.

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Aeryn watches her for a moment. "It doesn't talk back," she says finally, wondering if Alanna just isn't used to conversing with things.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"It'll wait." Alanna told her knee.

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She frowns, looking concerned. "Ling wait," she says.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Alanna?" Parker asked, looking worried. "Hey, what's up?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Bad day. Weird day. Funny day." Alanna told her almost empty bottle. "Hangover day."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ah. Is this about that Roger doofus who was at the Career Fair?" Parker studied the bottle, trying to remember how well Alanna handled alcohol, but not able to come up with anything specific. "And are you in good enough shape to not be lying down somewhere?"