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fandomhighdorms2015-09-14 02:00 pm
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The Gym, Monday After Classes
Kathy'd wanted a spar. Who was Dante to refuse? He hadn't had the chance to flex these muscles in at least a week, and that was absolutely tragic.
So he showed up to the gym a couple of hours after classes, his new boombox in one hand. Old-fashioned, sure, but 1) he could take it anywhere and 2) he'd gotten it for free. (Also 3) Kathy had tried to stop him from getting it, which meant bringing it was funny as well as necessary.) He set it down by the nearest outlet; not too long after, the sound of loud guitars would be heard throughout the gym.
If you had the chance to bring your own background music to a fight, you took it.
He sat down on the floor next to the boombox, his legs sprawling out across the floor, his back to the wall. Now he just had to wait until Kathy showed up.
[[ expecting one, but open before. or during, if you're the popcorn-loving kind. ]]
So he showed up to the gym a couple of hours after classes, his new boombox in one hand. Old-fashioned, sure, but 1) he could take it anywhere and 2) he'd gotten it for free. (Also 3) Kathy had tried to stop him from getting it, which meant bringing it was funny as well as necessary.) He set it down by the nearest outlet; not too long after, the sound of loud guitars would be heard throughout the gym.
If you had the chance to bring your own background music to a fight, you took it.
He sat down on the floor next to the boombox, his legs sprawling out across the floor, his back to the wall. Now he just had to wait until Kathy showed up.
[[ expecting one, but open before. or during, if you're the popcorn-loving kind. ]]

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Revolutionary, she knew.
Dante didn't have to wait long for Kathy to show up. She'd been looking forward to their spar since they'd agreed to it. The loud guitars were a nice touch, even if she did sigh at the sight of Dante's boombox when she walked in. Still it was a good song, definitely got the blood pumping, maybe she could ask Dante--
"Zombie fistfight?" she asked, once she was able to make out the lyrics. "You are such a brat."
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He looked up from his spot, idly lounging by the boombox. "Hey, I happen to like this song," he said, grinning. "Seems appropriate, don't you think?"
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or the future 'Drama Queen'anyway."Yeah, yeah, it's great," she said, rolling her eyes as she pulled her hair up. "...Who are these guys anyway?"
Because smartassery on Dante's behalf or not, this was a really good song.
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She'd probably be running to Tumblr the moment she saw one of the videos.
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Kathy was perfectly fine with acknowledging the problematic aspects of the things she liked! ...Generally on Tumblr, yes.
"Do you always have a soundtrack when you fight?" she asked, giving a small smile of appreciation to the way he'd gotten up. "Explains the need for the boombox."
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"The right tunes make life a little more interesting in general."
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Starting to stretch, she added, "I'd be tempted to do the same in Baltimore, but that kind of kills the idea of stealth."
You know, even more than the rainbows.
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Pffft. Subtlety.
"So how do you want to play this?" he said. "Hand-to-hand, first one to tap out loses?"
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"Sounds good," Kathy said nodding. "I wasn't exactly looking forward to dodging around your sword. All my weapons are either distance or very up close and personal."
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"I do," Dante agreed. "Glad you remembered that. Wanna give it a shot?"
He stepped a few paces - but just a few - away from her, stopped, and crossed his arms.
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Dante'd known she was fast, but dealing with that in directed strikes rather than brainless floor-humps was something else. Which meant she landed at least a couple of them (not that it really hurt) before his reflexes overrode his everything else and suddenly he was sidestepping, no, side-leaning away from those blows.
With any luck, that'd cost her her balance for about five seconds.
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With Dante leaning to the side, her next course of action was pretty clear. She lashed out a kick towards the back of his knee and then hit the ground to try to sweep his legs with her own.
She knew he was much stronger than she could ever hope to be and that he was faster than normal people. Her only hope was to keep him off-balance and herself out of reach when he did go on the offensive.
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Easy, sometimes he heard noise from afar and had to investigate.
And why did he have popcorn? Look, he'd gotten snacky after class. He'd been on his way back when he'd investigated the noise and ended up here! It all made sense, it was the universe giving him a present!
... So yeah that was why Ezra was sitting on the floor with his back against the wall, munching popcorn while he watched this show.
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Hot people being extremely physical? He was having the time of his life.
(Also, he was learning why Dante smelled so funny. Kind of. Mostly not really because even with this display of powers he still had no idea what the guy actually was. But it was attractive, so whatever.)
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"Glad to hear it!"
Not that she could talk to Ezra much, what with Dante being a bulldozer in tight pants, but at least one time when she had her legs wrapped around Dante in a more violent version of the way she'd wrapped them around Ezra once, she had the grace to look over and blush.
"THIS IS DIFFERENT!" She knew he'd know what she meant.
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He was. There'd been fewer clothes back then.
(No seriously, the time of his life.)
"Don't answer that."
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He was classy like that.
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(As if it would have done anything in the first place.)
"Hey! Spectators only!"
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Besides, he was walking away, which meant Ezra got a great damn view.
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