[GP] training day

[st_oryinsilence]

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.

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[st_x5_494]

Well, if she ever fell for a guy who wrote poetry, at least he wouldn't have to work hard on making her name symbolic and stuff.

"You a fighter too, or just a dancer?" Because other than Peter, who was just so dorky, River seemed like the youngest at the gym.

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[st_makemeastone]

"I..." she pulled a face and ducked her head as if shrinking away from a loud noise and her hands fluttered pushing away the images in her head, memories of hers or maybe not hers.

She didn't know.

"I'm not just a dancer," she said finally face concealed by a curtain of hair.

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[st_x5_494]

Alec could tell enough that that line of questioning was probably a no-go.

"I'm not just a cute face either." He offered a wink.

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[st_makemeastone]

That more than anything else he could have said half shocked, half amused her out of the reverie or thinking about what she might be now instead of being a girl.

"Your face is aesthetically pleasing." She agreed finally, after an assessing look.

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[st_x5_494]

"Thank you." He was probably made that way, but he tried not to think too much on that aspect.

"Well, if you ever need anything, except maybe a dance partner, I don't dance." At least not anymore. "Let me know."

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[st_makemeastone]

"Why do you no longer dance?" Because, nosy questions aren't really that nosy when you are in a persons head anyway right?

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[st_x5_494]

Not fair He shot back in his head, though it wasn't hostile in nature. He was going to have to be careful what he thought around this one.

"Because I learned to dance for the wrong reasons." People died.

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[st_makemeastone]

Life wasn't fair, and obviously this was something he was as familiar with as she was.

"Was it the Academy?" She didn't think so, he wasn't from home, but she had to ask forcing herself not to shake.

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[st_x5_494]

He paused at that. He had never heard of the Academy, but that sounded pretty suspect. "Manticore. Probably pretty similar." At east from the way she had said it. it didn't sound like a nice place.

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[st_makemeastone]

"Manticore," she said softly, then nodded.

"Mythical beast with the body of a lion, the face of a man, and the sting of a scorpion. Accurate."

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[st_x5_494]

He had... never really thought about that, but she was kind of right. Probably other people thought about that. Logan probably thought it was poetic.

"Neither of them are here though," Meaning Manticore or the Academy. "So," He shrugged. "Not a bad place, huh?"

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[st_makemeastone]

"It is not Serenity," but he was right, the Academy as far as she could tell hadn't followed and would likely never find her here. So that was a relief of a sort.

"But it is acceptable."

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[st_x5_494]

"Serenity your home?" With a name like that, he had to wonder if it was really peaceful or if that was just a hope of something that would never be.

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[st_makemeastone]

"Home," yes, she agreed more in tone than with any other indication. "Ship, named after a battle."

She paused, "A massacre."

Well, no one from the Alliance would have called it that, but Mal and the other Independents would have - or they thought it.

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[st_x5_494]

One of those 'never forget' things, he figured.

"That happen a lot back home? Massacres?"

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[st_makemeastone]

"There was a war." And now there were Reavers. So it did happen more than you'd think.

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[st_x5_494]

"Guess that's something most worlds have in common, huh? People don't like to get along with one another." Alec knew it didn't even have to be between nations, either. People, in general, sucked.

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[st_makemeastone]

"People try. People fail."

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[st_x5_494]

"People suck." He wasn't even as optimistic as 'they try'. "Listen, I should go." He promised Pike he'd help her with bread and for some reason he didn't like letting her down. "But you ever need anything -" She reminded him of some of the transgenics who were young and needed a family and, though he'd never admit it, he felt the need to protect.

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[st_makemeastone]

She patted him lightly on the shoulder, she'd stopped explaining to people that she could protect herself. It was nice having people who felt like Simon.

Then she wandered back to the barre.