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The Gym - Tuesday Morning
Max had been going running, which was all well and good, but she decided it was time for her to become acquainted with the gym.
She found it early Tuesday morning and began running drills with the punching bag.
[open, as gyms tend to be]
She found it early Tuesday morning and began running drills with the punching bag.
[open, as gyms tend to be]

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She grinned, a little ferally, when she saw the sparring dummy. "This beats a rope-wrapped tree trunk any day."
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handwavey location of OMFGIdunno, originally, but the tree was in Silver Hills, Washington. Not a whole lot of money while we were living there."Or now, for that matter, but that didn't need to be said.
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"I guess I do, yeah," Jen said finally. "It's not a general practice, but on rare occasions it has to be done."
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Well, yes, but that probably wasn't a story to tell in the middle of the gym.
"How about . . . getting away before I was forced to have my memory altered?"
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not bag, hi, pretend that said dummy up therebefore turning to look at Max. "How'd you end up here, anyway? Getting away from something too?"(no subject)
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