The Gym, Monday Afternoon

[bitchy_smurf]

Illyria had been less than pleased by finding that no one worth sparring with had been available yesterday due to how late her player pinged into that thread, shh, but she supposed she had managed some of that much-advised 'socialization' at least. Still, words, even exchanged with fellow demons, were no substitute for hitting things, no matter what the demon in question might believe, so. Here she was. At the gym.

Where there was, as Cal had promised, a punching bag. There was also a music system, and the science wasn't so advanced that she couldn't figure out how to load in Pure Disco 1.

At first I was afraid, I was petrified...

The music was nonsensical, but there was something about the words and the beat that made punching and kicking a stationary bag of sand the tiniest bit more satisfactory.

Thinkin' I could never live without you by my side....

The punching bag might not agree. Then again, it also might not survive the experience, so its opinions were of relatively low value to Illyria.

[OOC: Open like a box without a cat in it! P.S. I has a squishee. Mostly Red.]

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[trigons_child]

Raven just happened to be passing by the gym, as one does, when she heard the strange music and felt the release of aggression. Normally she would distance herself from such feelings, but something compelled her to poke her head into the gym to see who was in there.

She wasn't sure who the blue girl was, but something about her unnerved Raven. The wise thing perhaps would be to leave, but instead she remained by the door, watching.

[bitchy_smurf]

Illyria was aware of the presence by the door, but refused to halt her exertions to acknowledge it until -- one could make an argument for either 'the song ended' or 'that last kick snapped the chain on the punching bag and it came THUMP-ing to the floor.' Or both.

Then she looked up. "The craftsmanship on this equipment is unsatisfactory."

[trigons_child]

"I do not think it was made with one of your strength in mind," Raven said, warily watching Illyria. "Perhaps you can request sturdier equipment from the school."

[bitchy_smurf]

Illyria stooped to touch the chain and bend the next link into something resembling an S. "Perhaps." She lifted the bag with one hand by the chain and re-attached it, then turned to study the girl more carefully. "More half-breeds. This island teems with you, it seems."

[trigons_child]

That was what was bothering her. Kinship, of a sort at least.

"I do not know what you are talking about," Raven said. "You are mistaken."

[bitchy_smurf]

"I may be less than what I was," Illyria replied, stalking across the gym towards her. "But I know what passes for demons in this age when I smell them. "

[trigons_child]

Raven took a step back but misjudged where the door was and ended up with her back against the wall. "That is not what I am," she insisted. "Please, stay back."

[bitchy_smurf]

"Why lie to me?" She moved closer, tilting her head as if that would give her better access to some sort of logic in the girl's words. "I only agreed not to kill humans, but I'm well aware my welcome in this place would end quickly if I began slaughtering everyone about me who wasn't."

[trigons_child]

"If you attempted to harm me or another I would stop you," Raven said, avoiding the question in favor of false bravado. She wasn't even sure another demon would understand being ashamed of what she was and denying that part of herself.

[abetterthief.livejournal.com]

Parker headed down to the gym to work out and stared unabashedly at the woman already beating the hell out of the gym bag.

[bitchy_smurf]

Phenomenal cosmic ego... Illyria might say that she required no creature's attention, but that didn't mean it wasn't gratifying. She brought one leg around to kick at the bag, hard enough to send it swinging away and then back at her, then back-bent out of the arc of its path.

[abetterthief.livejournal.com]

Yeah, she was showing the punching bag who was boss, but Parker was more preoccupied with something else. "I like your hair."

[bitchy_smurf]

A hard punch stopped the bag on its slower return swing, and Illyria looked over. "Everyone keeps saying that."

Thank you was for normal people.

[abetterthief.livejournal.com]

"Why blue?" Parker asked curiously, moving closer.

[bitchy_smurf]

Illyria shrugged one thin shoulder. "It pleases me. When this world--" Or an earth so like it as to make no difference. "--was filled with water and everything swam that couldn't fly, there was nothing to see for miles but blue and green. I liked it then."

[abetterthief.livejournal.com]

"Does it smell like the sea?" Parker moved close enough to lean in and sniff the blue girl's hair.

[bitchy_smurf]

It smelled of nothing, so the vampires said. After standing in the shower for three hours to get the maple syrup out and because the water was pleasant, it had better smell of nothing again, if it knew what was good for it.

"No." Though the movement was just odd enough, coming from a human, that Illyria only stared at her, rather than push her off.

[azuldragon.livejournal.com]

After her class, Azula felt she needed to visit the gym and perform some sort of physical activity to be rid of the memories associated with the lecture and the subsequent class assignment.

She was still very red. The nonsensical music blaring from Agni knows did not help her mood at all.

[bitchy_smurf]

Ah, the one who had spoken of avatars to her. Illyria offered the girl a cool nod as she continued to pummel the bag in time with the music, which by now had shuffled to Funkytown.

[azuldragon.livejournal.com]

Azula nodded back then raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Has the punching bag displeased you?"

[bitchy_smurf]

"Only in its predictability," Illyria replied. "But it stands in for those who have, if poorly." WHACK.

[azuldragon.livejournal.com]

"The bag doesn't hit back," Azula pointed out. "Would you care for an opponent that does?"

[bitchy_smurf]

Illyria turned sharply at that, and caught the bag with her elbow. "Gladly. You're human though. I've no wish to break you."

[azuldragon.livejournal.com]

"I'm amazingly resilient," Azula said, letting her arrogance show. But after her class, she needed something to relieve the tension she felt. "And anyway, this is a spar. You do know what a spar is, right?"

[bitchy_smurf]

Oh, this was going to go so well.

"I know what a spar is." She'd never possessed the power to wither beings with a mere word, but oh, how she would like to at times. "I sparred with a vampire before I came here. But humans are brittle. I have no wish to kill you accidentally."