The Gym, Wednesday afternoon

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Dinah had spent the whole morning on-line with her science course (Helena's jacket was so hers now!) and decided to reward herself with a workout.

Eskrima, though, not just boxing. More music blasting through her ears - Jonathan Coulton, "Re: Your Brains", at the moment.

whap whap whap whappity whap kick whap whap smack smack whap

[ooc: open, but slow, as I am back at work pretty soon, and busy.]

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"Missed you yesterday," Triela said without preamble, leaning against the wall by the door. She didn't sound upset about it, more as if she was just making conversation.

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"Triela, hey," Dinah paused, twirling her sticks in her hands, and taking a breath. "Sorry about that. My Big Sib came up with an adventure on almost no notice at the same time." She grinned, bouncing up on her toes. "How did Girls With Guns go?"

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"It was good," Triela smiled softly. "I was handwavily out of town most of last week, so it was nice to get back and see everyone again."

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"I'm glad. I liked them, they seemed cool. I'll be there next week, definitely." She flipped one of the eskrima, and caught it. "Were you back home?" On a job?

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"Yes," Triela nodded the affirmative to both the spoken question and the unspoken one.

"So what is this adventure you went on without me?" she asked, voice teasing.

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Dinah nodded at that answer, feeling a little sick again. She really had to talk to someone about Triela eventually. Who, that was the question. She pushed the subject aside now as something she couldn't do anything about.

"Rapelling off the roof!" Dinah grinned, rising up on her toes. "If you'd been around, I would have dragged you along, Jamie had extra harnesses. Top of the dorms down to the ground floor."

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Triela laughed. "I haven't rappelled off a roof in months."

She shook her head. "Any particular occasion or reason, or just for the fun of it?"

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"Nope, he just said he had to show his Little Sib around the dorms." Dinah grinned, and gave the bag a short sequence of hits and reverse blocks before turning back to Triela. "Such a blast. Scared my roomie a little, I think. When did you do it, and who else was there? Reno?"

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"You know," Triela mused, "I haven't actually rappelled from any buildings in Fandom." Usually she was on business when she rappelled. "I should probably do something about that."

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"Seriously!" Dinah repressed her awareness of why Triela had probably been rapelling before. "Although maybe off something besides the dorm next time. Maybe the school?"

She did another set of hits and kicks, coming around to smirk at Triela. "We could get a group. Do it at midnight or something?"

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"We could." Triela grinned in a way that made that sound like 'we should'.

After a moment she added. "You know, you work out in here a lot."

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"We could."

Dinah's hits to the bag with the eskrima slowed a little, and she took a breath. "Hmmm. Yeah? I guess. Every other day for the sparring. And some kind of cardio every day." She spun the sticks in her hands, coming back to rest. "I need to keep in shape."

Bad guys don't take days off, sidekicks can't either.

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"Does it help?" Triela asked curiously. "I mean, I do some endurance training, but the rest of it isn't really necessary for me."

Before Triela

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Food Appreciation class always left Jen in severe danger of a massive guilt trip if she didn't work out afterward (but god, it was good).

Gear bag in hand and towel around her neck, she headed into the gym to see Dinah going at the bag, and leaned against the doorframe to watch for a minute or two.

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After a minute or so, Dinah caught sight of Jen, and grinned, pulling the earbuds out of her ears. "Hey! Need a turn?" Whap-whap-whap!

Re: Before Triela

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"I don't want to break your rhythm," Jen assured her; still the police officer, she was evaluating Dinah's skill level and abilities with a careful eye. "I can wait, or go find the training dummy."

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"If you're sure? I've got another ten minutes on this set," Dinah said, giving a puff to blow her hair out of her eyes. She twirled one eskrima and gave a back-slice to the bag. "Then I'm hitting the weights."

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"Nice one," Jen said approvingly; she really ought to consider taking up something like this to keep in practice, since she so rarely ever got to use her Chronosabers for anything. "God, no, don't let me interrupt you. I hate it when people do it to me."

Re: Before Triela

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Dinah beamed at her, and steadied herself, putting her concentration back into what she was doing without saying anything else.

High, low, high-low, side side, spin and hit, spin back, back to the bag hit backward....

By the time she was done she'd run through the routine twice, and felt like it was really coming along. "Yours!"

She stepped away to her gym bag, and put the eskrima in their carrying holster, flexing her fingers to get the kinks out from gripping them.

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"Can I see those?" Jen asked as she dumped her stuff beside the bag. "I'm feeling like I need to mix up my routine a little bit."

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"Oh sure!" Dinah slipped them back out, and walked over, holding them out. "They're rattan. Light, but they don't break easy. Do you do other kinds of stick-fighting?"

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Jen shook her head. "Every now and then I get a chance for some swordwork, but it's kind of rare." Also kind of overkill, but shh. "This looks like a good way to get that kind of muscle work in without the . . . special circumstances."

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"I keep hearing about those, here on the island. How long has it been since that's happened, though?" Dinah said, handing them over. "And you know sword-work? Really?"

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Jen laughed slightly. "I wouldn't say I know it, exactly. It's sort of complicated. Call it instinct, when the situation calls for it."

Besides, calling what she did with her Chronosabers "swordwork" was like slapping a hurried patch onto a torn pair of pants and calling it fine embroidery.

But again, shhh.

Re: Before Triela

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"Hunh," Dinah said, intrigued. She took a step back so Jen could get to the bag. "I'm supposed to use a sword in the play this May. But that's a ways off."