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fandomhighdorms2006-07-23 12:24 pm
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Dorm Gym, Late Sunday Afternoon
Practice makes perfect, so Cally was actually putting effort into this whole 'being able to defend herself' thing. After her visit to the second floor common room, and moving some stuff up to her new room on the fifth floor, she changed into a tanktop and shorts, and came down to the gym in attempts to give the punching bag a good solid thrashing.
In honest terms, it was more of a half-decent thumping. Nothing to the level of violence that could condone the use of the word 'thrashing'. She was trying her best, at least. And she was managing to not hurt herself, which is probably the best thing to say about it.
[ooc: Open. Verily.]
In honest terms, it was more of a half-decent thumping. Nothing to the level of violence that could condone the use of the word 'thrashing'. She was trying her best, at least. And she was managing to not hurt herself, which is probably the best thing to say about it.
[ooc: Open. Verily.]

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So, the gym. The apparent difference in Walter's gym attire from his normal attire was the shoes. In deference to the gym floor, he was wearing black running shoes rather than his dress shoes.
He came in and spotted Cally in her bag thrashing efforts. "Hey."
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"I didn't know you sparred at all."
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He straightened up and pointed to the bag. "Are you still using it?"
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