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Cara ([personal profile] wrongkindofsith) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2012-04-02 10:47 am
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The Gym, Late Sunday Afternoon

Cara had a lot of feeling about her visitor, and since she was all but allergic to dealing with them in any kind of healthy manner, it meant it was time to punch things. Plus she wanted to make sure other her was teaching the boy the important things.

For his part Mason would have objected to being termed a 'punching thing', except he was far too familiar with how Cara's coping mechanism's worked, and this was basically how bonding time worked for them. Even if it meant he ended up being flung around the room by someone a third-foot shorter than him.

[Open gym is open]

[identity profile] not-really-rahl.livejournal.com 2012-04-02 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Would it really hurt that much to hold back a little?" Mason asked, pushing himself off the matt. Of course he was pretty sure she already was going easy on him. "We're only training."

[identity profile] not-really-rahl.livejournal.com 2012-04-02 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
Just give his ego a beating while you were at it, Cara. "Who says I'd do something like that?"

[identity profile] not-really-rahl.livejournal.com 2012-04-02 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine," Mason admitted. "They were puppies, not kittens."

Not that he wouldn't have saved kittens, but he was more of a dog person.

[identity profile] not-really-rahl.livejournal.com 2012-04-02 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
Mason would never accuse any version of Cara of that. Ever. "You made Richard give me extra training drills for a month," he said. "It was worth it."

[identity profile] not-really-rahl.livejournal.com 2012-04-02 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Right," Mason said, falling back into a ready position.

He was going to end up covered in bruises at this rate.