The Gym, Sunday morning

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It was Sunday morning and a good time for exercise. River moved along one of the walls of the gym in a sequence of kicks and punches against imaginary foes, making it look more like a dance. The walls around her mind was up and her focus only on movement, looking no further ahead than the next few steps. It was easy - enemies of your own invention rarely surprise you.

[Post is for Cass, but the gym is very open and River is interruptable.]