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[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[Punching things. Just like in training.]

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/hesitags

[atoneblow.livejournal.com]

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*tightly latches on to*

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[Yes. Except that one time with the wall.



Okay, maybe two times with the wall.

...maybe three. But the punching bag she's currently attacking is filled only with Styrofoam beans. Promise.]

/foreversnuggles

[atoneblow.livejournal.com]

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[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[Even a punching bag that was on its last legs of life as it was?

She'll stop short of actually committing bagicide, though it's a near thing. And she'll take off the gloves-- because all raging considered, it still actually meant Bad Things if she hurt her hands, and she couldn't risk that now with the rescue mission still fresh in her mind.

It's uncomfortably quiet, though, with her still stewing in silent anger as she takes a drink of water.]

[goldiekicksass.livejournal.com]

[Goldie saunters in, casual as ever - as if she hasn't been ridiculously elusive all winter, hopping from one foster home to the next. She's carrying an overflowing white paper bag of questionably-acquired donuts, and takes one out to offer to MD. Normally, she's not big on sharing her food, but sometimes exceptions are made for old friends.]

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[The sudden appearance of the blonde is enough of a shock to break MD out of her anger. One brow arches lightly at Goldie-- an unspoken question about where exactly she's been all this time-- but as there are no words as she slips off one boxing glove and accepts the donut.]

Thanks.

[goldiekicksass.livejournal.com]

[She takes out one for herself, chewing in silence for a moment.] You look well, MD. [Her lip quirks.] I'm glad to see you've still got your right hook.

[theicemelts.livejournal.com]

*Frowns.* Are you... I mean, is everything okay?

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[A strained smile in between punches.] It's fine, Gerds. Just training.

[A lie, but she's always tended to give them.]

[theicemelts.livejournal.com]

If it isn't fine, I want to know so I can help. But if you're sure.

[givingroses.livejournal.com]

"You oughta try punching something other than the face," Beast was outwardly amused, but really something was wrong here. Miller wasn't violent, really, "Unless it's personal, then the face is the best."

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

There's a tight grin that briefly touches her lips as she goes for the dummy's face again, "Hey, for all I know, they'll be going for my face. Can't take any chances."

Or any breaks either, it seems, judging by the barrage of punches that accompany her words.

[givingroses.livejournal.com]

"Point taken." He paused a moment letting her give out a couple more punches before asking the big question, "okay, who did what?"

/hesitags

[atoneblow.livejournal.com]

[]

*tightly latches on to*

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[Yes. Except that one time with the wall.



Okay, maybe two times with the wall.

...maybe three. But the punching bag she's currently attacking is filled only with Styrofoam beans. Promise.]

/foreversnuggles

[atoneblow.livejournal.com]

[]

[goldiekicksass.livejournal.com]

[Goldie saunters in, casual as ever - as if she hasn't been ridiculously elusive all winter, hopping from one foster home to the next. She's carrying an overflowing white paper bag of questionably-acquired donuts, and takes one out to offer to MD. Normally, she's not big on sharing her food, but sometimes exceptions are made for old friends.]

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[The sudden appearance of the blonde is enough of a shock to break MD out of her anger. One brow arches lightly at Goldie-- an unspoken question about where exactly she's been all this time-- but as there are no words as she slips off one boxing glove and accepts the donut.]

Thanks.

[goldiekicksass.livejournal.com]

[She takes out one for herself, chewing in silence for a moment.] You look well, MD. [Her lip quirks.] I'm glad to see you've still got your right hook.

[theicemelts.livejournal.com]

*Frowns.* Are you... I mean, is everything okay?

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[A strained smile in between punches.] It's fine, Gerds. Just training.

[A lie, but she's always tended to give them.]

[theicemelts.livejournal.com]

If it isn't fine, I want to know so I can help. But if you're sure.

[givingroses.livejournal.com]

"You oughta try punching something other than the face," Beast was outwardly amused, but really something was wrong here. Miller wasn't violent, really, "Unless it's personal, then the face is the best."

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

There's a tight grin that briefly touches her lips as she goes for the dummy's face again, "Hey, for all I know, they'll be going for my face. Can't take any chances."

Or any breaks either, it seems, judging by the barrage of punches that accompany her words.

[givingroses.livejournal.com]

"Point taken." He paused a moment letting her give out a couple more punches before asking the big question, "okay, who did what?"