Camp gym- Sunday late morning

[solo_sword]

Even with Fight Club later tonight, Jaina just seemed to like the gym on Sundays. It tended to be a really lazy day, which meant that training just seemed easier with less pressure to do other things. So she headed down to the gym, testing out the punching bag a bit before she decided it was good enough to work with. And also that today's challenge was going to be breaking it in the way she wanted it, which she was all too happy to do.


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[momslilassassin]

"Morning," Ben said, coming into the gym a little drenched from his daily run.

[solo_sword]

"Morning," she said, stepping back from the bag. "Busy morning?"

[momslilassassin]

"It started raining about halfway around the island," he said, making a face.

[solo_sword]

"At least you don't have to worry about overheating?" she suggested, trying not to smile.

[momslilassassin]

"Good point," Ben said, giving her a small smile. "And I didn't wake up in a stable this morning, so things are looking up."

[solo_sword]

"I heard about that," Jaina said, giving him a Look in return. "Is there some family tradition I don't know about?"

[momslilassassin]

"Family tradition?" Ben repeated.

[solo_sword]

"If I've heard the story correctly, your dad did that too. Actually, I think the guys left him behind in the stables..."

[momslilassassin]

Ben blinked. "Huh, I didn't know that. I was trying to find my cabin and got really turned around."

[solo_sword]

"And you didn't notice hay was uncomfortable?" Not that she hadn't slept in worse places, but it hadn't ever been her fault.

[momslilassassin]

"Not really," Ben mumbled, turning bright red.

[solo_sword]

"Might be a good idea to mark the trail back to the cabin next time," she advised. It was nice to have high ground to stand on. Because she always ha John or Lois around when she was drinking and they were much more experienced.

[ancientbschamp.livejournal.com]

It was occasionally glaringly obvious how much Gabrielle had yet to learn about the Common Era world.

"Why are you beating up on a sack of grain?" she asked as she wandered in.

. . . like now, for instance.

[solo_sword]

"It looked at me funny," Jaina replied automatically, then realized that if that was a serious question, she probably shouldn't give joke answers that might lead to confusion. "It's for training."

[momslilassassin]

Ben stuck his tongue out at her. "I won't drink wine the next time," he said.

[ancientbschamp.livejournal.com]

Gabrielle took the joke in stride and humored Jaina with a smile. "You know, if you were a lot taller and wore leather, I'd almost have thought I was talking to Xena," she said, wandering closer and peering at the bag. "I've never seen anyone train on something like this before, though."

[solo_sword]

"Good boy. Solves so many issues that way," she grinned.

[solo_sword]

One day, Jaina decided, people would stop noticing that she was short.

Except that they really wouldn't.

"It's called a punching bag. It's just something to knock around that's not a moving target. Or if you really need to hit something that won't say 'ouch'," she explained.

[momslilassassin]

He wrinkled up his nose. "I'm just not good at handling alcohol, so I won't do it anymore. Problem solved."

[solo_sword]

"You do realize everyone says that, right?" she asked, still looking amused.

[ancientbschamp.livejournal.com]

Hey, Gabrielle couldn't help it if she usually heard lines like that from nearly a foot over her head.

But Jaina should probably worry about the eager look that lit up Gabrielle's face.

"You're a warrior, then?"

[momslilassassin]

"I didn't," Ben said, blushing some more and wandering over to a weight machine. "Maybe I'll be different?"

[solo_sword]

"I guess so," she said, worrying a bit at the look yes. "Soldier, more like." Maybe that made it better.

[solo_sword]

Jaina just grinned, shaking her head. It was fun to be the one teasing.

[momslilassassin]

"I don't like you very much," Ben decided.

Big liar.