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fandomhighdorms2008-05-28 09:51 am
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The Camp Gym; Wednesday Morning.
Cal usually didn't consider running as part of his workout routine; it was excellent exercise, sure, but Cal wasn't exactly doing this for his health. His pursuits were ones of complete vanity, and running just didn't cover the muscles he wanted to work. However, he had been working the same ones this whole time, and yesterday's adventures in obnoxiousness had him thinking it might not be such a bad idea to work a treadmill on occasion, which is what he was pursuing at the moment.
He should invest in some better shoes at some point.
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He should invest in some better shoes at some point.
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Brevity was really admirable as far as dirty went."It's too late. You will forever be remembered as Cal the Mime." He took another gulp of water. Cup holders were so convenient on exercise equipment.no subject
And actually canon."Well," Cal muttered, "at least it's better than Sparkles."no subject
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Which was much worse, in his opinion.
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Not anymore.
Thank God.
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He felt he could take at least a good guess, but where he was really stuck was on the whole matter of if his perception already had tested its limits. As much as a life change as the discovery was, had really been that much of a test of perception? He felt that he always knew he was male, even if he wasn't aware, so it was hard to tell, on that level.
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"Huh. Yeah. I guess that could just about do it."
But he was feeling he could handle all of that somewhat decently. Because, apparently, John had gained his memory back. And he hadn't cheated on a double. No perminant damage, for the most part.
It was when the shift in perception couldn't be reverted back where things got...to be a concern.
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Unless they were certain Jedi who would not let go of a specific bunny situation.
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But, in response, all he said was a very simple, "I have no idea who you are talking to. There are no mimes here."