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Jonathan 'Flick' Brennan ([personal profile] flickofthewrist) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2015-04-04 10:35 am
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the gym; saturday morning

Flick hadn't been in the gym much since the last time. There'd been a lot going on that had mentally and physically stressed him so the gym had been a second or third thought. Plus, he had some issues from the last time he'd been in the gym.

But, things seemed to be settling now so he was back. He didn't know why he was here, really, but he figured an early morning round with the heavy bag couldn't hurt. For one of the first times since he'd been on the island, he pulled on a pair of gloves and started a quick pace of jabbing and swinging at the heavy bag. He worked without stopping, building up a good sweat before moving his blows into something a little more powerful, something sharper.

He was falling right back into what he knew despite what had happened last time. Hard to stop muscle memory.

[Open place/post]
seveninchmotto: ([neu] Fairytale.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2015-04-05 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"No one's going to follow you across the multiverse," she told him quietly, shaking her head. "She'll be safe."
seveninchmotto: ([neu] Lost for words.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2015-04-06 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, that's what I was trying to tell you not to do, earlier," she replied. "So, good."
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[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2015-04-06 12:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe one day you can, baby," Isabelle replied, countering his maudlin with some gentle optimism. "All might not be lost for good. You don't know."
seveninchmotto: ([neu] City girl.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2015-04-06 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"You don't know the future," Isabelle replied. She left it at that, but after everything that had happened lately... Yeah, it seemed like a lot of things were possible.
seveninchmotto: ([neu] Fairytale.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2015-04-06 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabelle gave his cheek a kiss before pulling back. She wanted to argue, but she wouldn't do that right now.

Instead, she asked, "Do you want to go somewhere for breakfast?"
seveninchmotto: ([neu] Give you a chance.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2015-04-06 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabelle almost thanked him. She just really wanted to take him somewhere outside the gym and try and make his morning a little better.

"My treat," she said. "No objections."
seveninchmotto: ([neu] Light a candle.)

[personal profile] seveninchmotto 2015-04-06 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabelle took his hand. Yes, the hand he'd gestured with. She laced her fingers with his, and gave his hand a squeeze.

And then she led the way.