The Gym- Sunday Night

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Edward Hyde was working on a punching bag, and destroying it in the process. Hey, it was the punching bag's fault that it wasn't made of sterner stuff.
Maybe someone else around here was. Hyde was eager to crush some superpowers.

[ooc: The Gym of course this didn't just say "The Salle" a minute ago. Your eyes must be playing tricks on you is open, and Edward's looking for a fight.]

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Edward felt gallant. He stepped to the other side of the mat. "After you."

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A beat to savor the impending fight, and Tyler charged with both fists aimed at Edward's chest, figuring the best way to beat the larger man was by catching him off-guard. "I thank you," he grunted out.

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Hmmm. Tyler's fast. Faster than Edward, at least. Edward lets the hit connect, then pulls his arm back to smack Tyler away.

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The smack connects, and Tyler spins across the mat, one arm out for balance as he rubs his sore jaw with the other.

He retaliates by going low, kicking at Edward's knees

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Arrgh. If anywhere on Edward could be counted as a weak spot, it's his legs. Edward stumbled.

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A flash of surprise slid across Tyler's brain -- the big guy was weaker than he looked.

He moved in for another kick, hard, leaving himself slightly off balance.

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Edward was getting annoyed. He got his own balance back, got some momentum, and slammed a fist at Tyler's chest.

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That hurt, that hurt, that knocked the wind out of him. Tyler staggered backwards, closing his eyes, and weakly held up his arms in a block. He would attempt a return blow in a moment.

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That was more like it. Edward put a giant hand up to the block and shoved Tyler, hard.
Considering Edward's size and strength, that was rather hard.

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And that was enough to get Tyler to fall to his knees. He was laughing, but still, it kind of sucked.

He decided to borrow a move from Nefertiti; rolling himself into a ball, he launched himself straight at Edward's ankles.

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Tyler was laughing. Edward had been known to laugh during a good fight, but the sound coming out of Tyler's mouth was just creepy. The attack took him by surprise and Edward lost his balance.
He decided that if he couldn't stay up, he would choose how he went down, damn it. Edward fell forward, aiming to grab Tyler.

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Tyler squirmed out of the way and retreated to his corner of the mat. "You almost got me," he said jovially.

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Edward got up. "Same here."
He gave a bit of a mocking grin. "Running away, are we?"

[ooc: I'm heading to bed, mind if we pick this up tomorrow?]

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"Never," Tyler said, but he was breathing a little hard. "I always fight till someone says stop."

[OOC: No problem, sleep well!]

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"But which one of us will it be?" Edward asked, the grin still afixed.
Then, without a moment's notice, he charged.

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Tyler didn't have time to step out of the way, but he wasn't going down easily. He shoved at Edward's chest and arms, trying to push him away.

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No dice. Edward had enough momentum that he probabaly couldn't have stopped himself if he tried. He crashed into Tyler.

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And that was enough to bring Tyler down, back of his head thudding against the mat.

Lying down actually felt pretty good; when he brought his head up, he saw stars. "Think this one's yours, big guy."

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Edward got up, a little worse for the wear. He got lucky with that attack, it would've been difficult to recover if Tyler had kept going.
"Not bad." Was that a real compliment? Geez, Fandom was a weird place. "I had fun."

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"Me too," Tyler grinned, straightening his clothes and running a hand through his hair. "Man, this has been a great weekend."

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Edward had to agree with that. "It has been rather...freeing, don't you think?"

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"I get so cooped up," Tyler said. "And he never has any fun any more. Things like this make up for it."

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Edward nodded, about to respond in kind, but he knew that that would sound highly suspect. "He?"

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"They," Tyler amended; he didn't mind being public about being a figment, but it struck him that it was a little heavy for this conversation. "Society, rules, all of it. I must be a little punch-drunk."

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Ah, that was much better. Edward had a feeling that there was more to what Tyler said, but that wasn't Edward's concern. Not his life.
Still, he did have something to say on the matter of society. "Yes, it is restrictive, but count yourself lucky you live here and now. You could be in" eh...what did they call his time period nowadays..."Victorian England. It's some kind of silly game at home. All about rules of repression." He grinned. "I wasn't very good at it. I cheated."