http://moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-07-11 12:02 pm

The Gym, Wednesday morning

Today was a day for gym practise, River decided, but not for fighting - unless anyone should ask her for sparring, of course. She made her way to the middle of the floor, and stood still for a moment before starting to move, mixing cheer moves with a few punches and some dance steps. She found a rhythm to it, as if there was some kind of music playing in the room.

[open, of course!]

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-07-11 01:41 pm (UTC)(link)
He started hitting the bag harder, glaring at it, and didn't answer.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-07-11 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Even though Jack was angry, at River and maybe at himself, he couldn't help watching her, attention split between pummelling the bag and following her movements.

Unconsciously, he started to fall into a rhythm hat matched hers.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-07-11 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
He gave her a crooked smile and slowed, gradually letting his hands fall to his sides, breathing deeper but not laboured. "We always matched."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-07-11 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, no it's not." Jack leaned forward, resting against the bag, closing his eyes briefly, then straightened. "I'll go, leave you in peace," he said, and headed for the door without looking at her again.