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Post by gryfeathr on Sept 27, 2011 19:35:14 GMT -5
Kotetsu quickly removed his hand, settling back lightly to his heels. He grinned, flashing a thumbs up. "Not too bad, huh?"
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Post by tyska on Sept 27, 2011 19:46:53 GMT -5
Barnaby gave him what was a really impressive attempt at a flat expression while mostly still looking dazed. "You didn't kill me. Congratulations."
He sat up, slowly rolling his neck to stretch it. Thank god that was over with. "If that's all..." He tested going up on one knee a moment before standing, glancing toward the locker rooms.
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Post by gryfeathr on Sept 27, 2011 19:57:45 GMT -5
Kotetsu's pleased expression fell into one of his scowls. "Of course I didn't. Why does everyone focus on that?" He crossed his arms, sulking. He snuck a look at Bunny as the other man stood up. That he didn't wobble was a relief, and his shoulders dropped back as Bunny looked away. Thank goodness, everything was still working.
He dragged his hand through his hair, still glowing as he rocked back up to his feet and rolled the motion in a long, yawning stretch of his hands linked over his head. They dropped to hook behind his neck as he considered the work out room. "What, you in a rush to get to more scheduled appearances?" He rolled his eyes.
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Post by tyska on Sept 27, 2011 20:56:24 GMT -5
"Rather than waste time providing you entertainment, I figured I'd fetch my glasses and make use of the work out equipment. You know...that thing you should do more often."
He left the mats, slipping his sneakers back on with a hop, and headed back to his locker to grab his eyes before hunting down a treadmill.
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Post by gryfeathr on Sept 27, 2011 21:12:38 GMT -5
He winced, scratching at the back of his head, and then lunged with a waved fist in his direction. "Hey! I do that plenty!"
He shoved his hands into his pockets, taking his time to wander over to his sneakers and toe them on while the rush of Hundred Power still thrummed under his skin. Using the machines like this would only be a disaster--he knew that from distinct trial and error--and he still had a minute left on his clock.
"--Exactly what I was going to do anyway," he muttered, sulking.
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Post by tyska on Sept 28, 2011 0:19:38 GMT -5
Barnaby had already put ear buds on, putting on a track of classical music to ignore Kotetsu more efficiently while he jogged.
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Post by gryfeathr on Sept 28, 2011 0:30:37 GMT -5
Kotetsu walked past him--fine, fine, ignore him--and into the locker rooms, where it was quiet and he was out of sight, until the blue glow wore off.
He paced a little, looking down at his hands as he drifted to a stop and the blue glow suddenly faded. Everything became a little bit more dim. He exhaled sharply, running a hand over his face and dragging out his towel to rub away the remaining skein of sweat from nerves.
Everything had been alright. Awesome.
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