The Camp Gym; Monday Morning.

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It was a Monday morning, so Cal was, of course, in the gym, warming up a little before setting to the task of his usual routine. The ensuing workout was a little pensive, a little thoughtful, big golem-like creatures wielding horses aside. No, Milton hadn't exactly been killed in the service, but Cal's father was still in his thoughts today, as he wondered whether or not he should do anything. Maybe call Tessie. Wire some flowers. Could you even wire flowers back to 1976? He guessed that he'd figure out all the details there when he wasn't pumping iron.


[[ open gym is open, although I might disappear here and there as there is talk of frisbee golf in my future ]]

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Oblivious to the holiday- as she was most of them here- Jaina nixed her plan to go running in order to come back to the gym and do some work on the machines instead. "Morning," she greeted him, heading to the treadmill. It was still running, just indoors.

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"Morning," Cal greeted Jaina back with as much of a nod as one could manage when laying practically parallel to the ground. "Fancy meeting you here."

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"And here I thought all the other times were flukes," she said, taking a minute to play with the controls of the treadmill. "How's it going?"

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"Not too bad; it's a Monday." There was a shrug in Cal's voice since it wasn't as if he could throw it into his shoulders at the moment. "If you come in tomorrow, though, you'll have to workout without me. I'm going to France to see if I can get arrested for being obnoxious."

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Jaina raised her eyebrows as the machine started up. She'd start slow for a while. "Oh? Any particular reason?"

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"It all started," Cal explained, "because of a conversation about whether or not they call them French fries over here. Ned and I will find out, even if it means French jail time."

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"I realize you don't know me very well, but if you do get arrested over that, you can't ever tell me because I'll never stop laughing about it," she warned.

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Cal grinned a little bit at that. "Unstoppable laughter? You realize that only makes me hope it does happen so that I can tell you about it later."

And now he was curious as to how she might react if he told her about how he ended up in jail the last time...

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"There," she laughed. "It's your inspiration to try harder. And get the bail money beforehand."

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"I've got maybe fifty bucks," Cal mused. "Think that'll be enough?"

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"Depends on the exchange rate, I'd think," she mused. Not that she knew it here yet.

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"We'll have to see," Cal said after a moment of thought; it wasn't like he knew, either. "If anything, maybe we can continue being so obnoxious they just want us to get the hell out, or, if anything, there's always the one phone call, and I've got ninja friends."

Cal made a mental note to get Ino's phone number before tomorrow. Fan Butt's in a pinch.

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In Jaina's experience, that hadn't worked out so well when you were in any sort of captivity, but she had to imagine this was a little different. "You're braver than I originally thought," she grinned.

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The gym. Toby looked around, not really sure how he'd gotten there or why. "Huh," he said, looking at the machines, hands on his sculpted hips, no shirt in sight as usual. "I guess I could work out."

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"Isn't that what people usually do here?" Cal asked, after trying to decide whether he should just keep lifting his weights and ignore the guy or not. He was feeling....'friendly,' he guessed, since he did decide to address him.

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Toby looked at Cal and blinked. "That's exactly what they do. I just hadn't meant to come into the gym. This is the gym, right?" He didn't think he was imagining the workout equipment.

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Cal considered these points before settling his weights back on the bench and sitting up for a better look at the guy before asking, frankly, "Dude. Are you high? You really shouldn't handle heavy equipment under the influence."

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"I so don't do drugs," Toby replied. "At least not when I'm at school." If only because Adam wasn't there to push them on him.

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"Just making sure," Cal said, holding up his hands in defense of his statement. "It's just that wandering places you didn't intend to is a little indicative of that sort of behavior, that's all."

He paused a moment.

"Cal Stephanides," he offered. "I practically live here."

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"Toby Moraitis," he was intrigued. "A Greek who lives in the gym. A guy could get used to this place."

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It was a bit odd that Cal was feeling like the comment made him blush a little; what wasn't at all strange was that it made him shift a little uncomfortably, eyes sliding away in an attempt to seem impassive. "Practically lives here," he corrected lamely.

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"Hey, it's not a bad place. I could probably use some more time here myself," Toby said and then laughed. "Especially since I didn't know it existed before today!"

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"So, what, you just walked by, noticed the building, and thought to yourself, 'Hey, I've never been in here before, I wonder what it is?' and that brings us up to speed with right now?"

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"Well, basically, yeah," Toby rubbed his neck, thinking that sounded kinda stupid when it was put that way.

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Cal considered this for a moment before he shrugged. "Good way to find out new things," he reasoned, "as long as you're the lucky type."

There was a pause.

"So does that mean that you also often wander around without a shirt?"