ext_309157 ([identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-07-24 11:35 am

The Gym - Monday Morning

Peter made his way to the gym when he woke up Monday morning.  He headed straight for the heavy bag.  It had been far too long since he'd worked on hand-to-hand.  Plus he needed to screw up his courage for further apologies.  


[OOC: Open, of course]

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-24 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Touche, Pevinse. Touche." He nodded at Peter's kick. "Very good. Practice that one. Then we'll move onto the spin kick. And maybe, one day, if you're very lucky, I'll show you how to do this."

He approached the heavy bag and delivered a jumping back hook kick to it.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-24 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip shook his head. "I can fight with a bayonet on an assault rifle and I know how to knife fight, with two knives even, but I've never used a sword in my life."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-24 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip nodded. "What kind of sword are we talking, then?"

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-24 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip nodded. "Sure, why not. Never know when I might find myself in the need of knowing how to win a sword fight. Although personally, I would rather that things never actually reach that point of a fight."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-24 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"A good point," Pip said. "But I was more referring to the fact that, ideally, I should never have to get into a sword fight with someone. Either I take him out silently close up, or I've already dealt with him from afar."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-24 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip shrugged. "Well, you shouldn't have to. It's a professional soldier thing."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-24 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip grinned. "Well now, is that so?" he leaned back against the wall. "Am I about to hear about a side of you that I never knew existed, Mr. Pevensie?"

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-24 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"That does explain a lot," Pip said. "Probably means you fight with a lot more honor than I do."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-24 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip nodded and shrugged. "It is a very different kind of mindset, but I'd wager that we also have to fight very different kinds of battles."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-24 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well... we've had everything. Covert operations, jobs where we protect places, jobs where we attack convoys, jobs where we defend convoys. We've attacked mountain caves to rout out terrorists." He shrugged. "We've done all sorts of things, really."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-24 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"I take it you fought in this war?" Pip asked. "In that case, I'm sorry. War's a nasty business."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-07-24 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip shook his head. "In a way, I envy you. You fight for freedom. We?" He shrugged. "We fight for money."