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strangetrip2018-02-21 01:09 pm
st_oryinsilence) wrote in strangetrip2018-02-21 01:09 pm
[GP] training day
There was a trope that in prison there wasn't much to do except work out or read. As colorful as Madonna Inn might be, it was still a prison. And look, somebody had put together a library.
Put fifty some people, many of them military, adventurers, vigilantes, or superheroes of one stripe or another, in a prison with none of the urgent missions or near-death experiences they were used to, the fitness center was going to be a popular place. Maybe almost as popular as the bar.
... Probably not quite that popular.
There were free weights and weight machines, treadmills and ellipticals, yoga mats and exercise balls. A room set aside for classes, if someone decided to lead. A large square had been taped over an area of the floor off to one side as a make-shift sparring space. Sports equipment had been brought back from Bonesville for those who preferred more organized games. And those who had been stuck here longest remembered there hadn't always been a salmon ladder.
In other words, something for just about everybody. And you could usually find someone in there if you were looking for a spotter, workout buddy, sparring partner, friendly competition too.
Put fifty some people, many of them military, adventurers, vigilantes, or superheroes of one stripe or another, in a prison with none of the urgent missions or near-death experiences they were used to, the fitness center was going to be a popular place. Maybe almost as popular as the bar.
... Probably not quite that popular.
There were free weights and weight machines, treadmills and ellipticals, yoga mats and exercise balls. A room set aside for classes, if someone decided to lead. A large square had been taped over an area of the floor off to one side as a make-shift sparring space. Sports equipment had been brought back from Bonesville for those who preferred more organized games. And those who had been stuck here longest remembered there hadn't always been a salmon ladder.
In other words, something for just about everybody. And you could usually find someone in there if you were looking for a spotter, workout buddy, sparring partner, friendly competition too.
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In the time it took for the other man to get up and flip through the air, he settled into a patient defense stance. Rather than moving out of the way, he stood still as Alec's arms wrapped around his neck but the other man's weight (even with the momentum) wasn't enough to even move 500 pounds of pure metal.
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Aelc let go when he didn't feel Piotr's body give way and he landed and turned back to face Piotr, backing up a bit. "Big guy, have you thought about going on a diet."
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"Not how I'm made, unfortunately." Alec decided he was going to need to try to trip up Piotr since brute force probably wasn't going to cut it. He started off feinting several jabs and kicks, trying to put him off balance.