Gym, Sunday Morning.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely had gotten up early for reasons that nothing to do with girlfriend-enforced temporary celibacy, and immediately gone down to the gym to work off the 'excess energy'.

He was in no way imagining any Princes of Archenland's faces on the heavy bag as he punched it.

[Seely's here for one person in particular, but open for all your gymly needs.]

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[not-king-yet.livejournal.com]

"You hit like a girl!" Cor cried with pain evident in his voice. He tried to hit Seely in the head.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely shook his head, and in no way considered kneeing Cor in the groin. Instead he just attempted to get Cor in a headlock. "Please, girls fight even dirtier."

[not-king-yet.livejournal.com]

"Fine, you hit like a Calormen!" That was low and Cor knew it. He didn't get mad often anymore, but when he did, he was insufferable. Unfortunately for him, Seely's headlock succeeded.

They were certainly a sight to see. Two boys, shirtless, wrestling over Aravis.

Cor continued to struggle against the hold, but failed miserably. He was outclassed.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis had been looking all over campus for her guests, having found two of them passed out on the lawn. She was worried she'd find Cor in the same state, though she hadn't imagined she'd see this when she walked in the gym.

"What are you doing?"

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely had been about to noogie Cor when he heard Aravis. He looked up guiltily. "Um..."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Seely! Let him go!"

Aravis continued staring, trying to take inventory of the situation.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Mumbling something remarkably like "He started it", Seely reluctantly let go of Cor.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis hurried over, checking them both for injuries.

Deciding that Cor had gotten the worse of it (unsurprisingly), she gave him detailed instructions on finding the common room so he could get some ice and retire to her room.

After marveling with him a moment that yes, there were little boxes with ice in them that stayed cold all the time, Aravis sent him on his way with a brief prayer he wouldn't get too lost, and turned back to Seely as soon as Cor was out of earshot. "What the hell was that?"

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"What was what?"

Because playing dumb was totally going to work. Especially when it was sulky too.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Beating up Cor?" she said, still a bit shocked. "Really?"

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"We were sparring," Seely said, even more sulkily.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Not really a fair-looking fight. Nor did it look like an emotionless one."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"Not my fault," Seely mumbled, shockingly, in a sulky manner.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Stop pouting and tell me what happened," she said, crossing her arms. "I thought you said you liked him."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"Well, tell him that," Seely said. "He's the one who went on about how I didn't like him."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps it's because you were beating on him! He's much littler than you, Seely, but his stupidity nearly outshines yours sometimes," Aravis said, getting frustrated. "That wasn't sparring. That was a fight."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"He said that before I started hitting him!" Seely protested sulkily. "He said you'd do this too!"

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Do what? Be angry that my boyfriend and best friend were hurting one another?"

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"Pick him."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Pick him for what?"

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"Over me."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"...for what?" Aravis had calmed down somewhat, and was staring at him.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"If I hit him harder than I was."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I don't understand," she said, still confused.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. "He said I didn't like him and the only reason I wasn't hitting harder was that you'd pick him over me if I did."

Which wasn't quite what Cor had said, but insecurities and testosterone poisoning made for fun times.