Gym, Saturday afternoon

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter had his CD player, since he and Billy were supposed to try to work out their presentation for El Professor's class.

Until Billy showed, up, he was happily beating the punching bag senseless.

What? It's relaxing.

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

After gun club, Billy headed for the gym to meet Walter. He stood for a moment observing Walter's technique. omgnotdirty!

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter finished battering the bag when he caught Billy's entrance in his peripheral vision. Turning to Billy, he grinned with adrenaline and endorphin-laced glee. "Hey. Ready?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

your icon is scary.

"Absolutely." Billy replied.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

That's why I had to use it.

"Brilliant. I've brought the music I think you meant, now we just need to work out what we'll do."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

lot's of flipping and running and shouting, perhaps monologuing in the space of time it takes to throw a punch. as comic book and anime charectors are prone to doing.

"Maybe it'd help if we listened to the music for a bit. For inspiration or some such."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Canon Walter lately goes in for wholesale demolition of skyscrapers and smartass literary references.

Walter shrugged and pushed play on the CD player. "Right. How hard can this be, right? Go with the rhythm, pull our punches, and generally show off."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy nodded. "Sounds about right." He'd sparred often enough with the pulling of punches before, just never to music.

He made sure he was loose, and stood ready.