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savevoid2014-02-04 07:33 pm
partnerinheels) wrote in savevoid2014-02-04 07:33 pm
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CHARACTERS: Sheva (partnerinheels) and Jake (godreallyhatesme)
DATE: 2|4 (Week 13, Day )
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Jake and Sheva catch up via sweat and bodily harm.
As discussed, Sheva had situated herself in the "gym," or what passed as one in this place, and was taking her time stretching. Of course, if he doesn't show up by the time she's finished warming up, then she will not hesitate to start working out without him.
That's what she's there for after all, why wast time getting to it?
partnerinheels) and Jake (godreallyhatesme)DATE: 2|4 (Week 13, Day )
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Jake and Sheva catch up via sweat and bodily harm.
As discussed, Sheva had situated herself in the "gym," or what passed as one in this place, and was taking her time stretching. Of course, if he doesn't show up by the time she's finished warming up, then she will not hesitate to start working out without him.
That's what she's there for after all, why wast time getting to it?
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"Ready to get your ass handed to you?" A cocky smirk pulls at his lips, and of course he knows Sheva's formidable on her own, but it wouldn't be them if there wasn't a little bit of shit talk.
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"Just so you know, I count using powers as cheating." It's a teasing sort of threat as she points her finger accusingly in his direction. Sheva knows it's not like he can turn off his damn genetics, but part of her simply wants to obliquely remind him of his advantage in the situation.
Not that his ego ever needed reminding, and never a open declaration either.
"Spar first then strength, or vice versa?" Sheva asks rolling her neck from side to side to pop out all the stiffness, following with a roll of her shoulders. "I can handle either way."
Another challenge.
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"What powers? Do I look like I have powers?" A definitive point towards the shotgun holstered on the back of his belt. He wouldn't be carrying around a few million weapons regularly if he had any fanct powers to use.
Well, that he knows of, at least.
He can tell that challenge for what it is as well, and Jake just gives a shrug, stretching his arms behind his head for a second.
"Either way works for me. Ladies first." A mock fluttering wave of his hand in the 'after you' kind of sense, towards where the sparring mat and weights are. "Your choice."