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Jul 28, 2014 22:57:32 GMT -6
Post by Derrick Voss on Jul 28, 2014 22:57:32 GMT -6
Derrick let out a laugh. "Of course, my man!" He holds out his hand, "First one up throws V off the top?" Derrick grins playfully.
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Jul 29, 2014 9:41:16 GMT -6
Post by Anton Schuhmacher on Jul 29, 2014 9:41:16 GMT -6
Anton entered the gym later in the day than he had hoped. After a long night of dancing, drinking, and socializing he had spent the morning sleeping in. The gym had a couple of tributes already taking advantage on this opportunity. He headed off to the track for his cardio workout and noticed the District 9 boy practicing his sprints.
"Looking good, man! Hey, I was going to do some endurance running. Wanna join? It's always easier when you're running with someone else. I think it feeds my competitive side." He gave a hearty laugh as he began to stretch.
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Jul 29, 2014 10:53:29 GMT -6
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Post by Ingrid Schuhmacher on Jul 29, 2014 10:53:29 GMT -6
Ingrid arrived at the gym with Anton then parted ways with him immediately. She walked over to a jungle gym looking area to work on her camouflaging abilities. There were a series of items that looked like smoke bombs and paints. The stealth trainer was standing a few feet away.
She bent down and picked up a smoke bomb and turned it over in her hand. The next thing she knew everything was black. "Ahhh" the bomb had gone off in her face. She felt the hand of who she assumed was the trainer ease guide her. He spoke " I think you may have to sit out for a half hour. We will have to wait for the smoke to clear."
Embarrasesd she sat down in the corner and waited while officials cleared the smoke. "Well that went well." She laughed darkly. The trainer came back and escorted her back to the course. He gave her a long rant about safety and stealth before demonstrating some techniques. Her from was rough and she was frustrated. Determined to get a basic understanding. Ingrid continued training for a few hours before grasping the techniques she had been shown.
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Jul 29, 2014 11:30:41 GMT -6
Post by Jorn Oxen on Jul 29, 2014 11:30:41 GMT -6
Ox smiles wide and gives Derrick a heavy handed five and then sprints and makes a big jump onto the wall and barely holds on after wards hanging by one hand. He swings his legs back and forth laughing as he begins to try and scrabble up the wall not having yet decided if he won whether he would toss Veronica or kiss her... Maybe both, or maybe neither of them were serious? Either way this was the most fun Ox had had since the start of all this.
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Jul 29, 2014 16:26:55 GMT -6
Post by Derrick Voss on Jul 29, 2014 16:26:55 GMT -6
Derrick gapes as Ox jumps onto the wall. Derrick wasn't going to try a stunt like that, but he was hoping his slightly smaller frame would give him a bit of an edge in at least catching up. Shaking out of his reverie, Derrick begins to climb.
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Jul 29, 2014 17:07:23 GMT -6
Post by Jorn Oxen on Jul 29, 2014 17:07:23 GMT -6
Ox suppresses a deep giggle as he sees Derrick gaining on him from the corner of his eye. He frantically keeps trying to climb. "Jeez.. You're fast!" Ox gets out as he makes a swing up to another handhold.
Ox had stability and was not like to fall off anytime soon, but he wasn't nearly as quick as Derrick. He'd have to rely on his head start.
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Jul 29, 2014 20:54:43 GMT -6
Post by Derrick Voss on Jul 29, 2014 20:54:43 GMT -6
Derrick looked up and saw that he was right on Ox's heel. It could be anyone's game at this point.
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Jul 30, 2014 3:28:21 GMT -6
Post by Jorn Oxen on Jul 30, 2014 3:28:21 GMT -6
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Ox gave himself one more heave and a burst of strength to launch himself up the wall with brute strength.1d8+2
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Jul 30, 2014 9:46:58 GMT -6
Post by Derrick Voss on Jul 30, 2014 9:46:58 GMT -6
Derrick makes it up the wall just a head above Ox. He laughs as he stands up.
"Man! What a great race! That was so close! And that wicked jump you did at the end. I thought you had me for sure!"
Derrick holds his hand out for a handshake, "Good race!"
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Jul 30, 2014 13:01:38 GMT -6
Post by Arnie Thistle on Jul 30, 2014 13:01:38 GMT -6
Anton entered the gym later in the day than he had hoped. After a long night of dancing, drinking, and socializing he had spent the morning sleeping in. The gym had a couple of tributes already taking advantage on this opportunity. He headed off to the track for his cardio workout and noticed the District 9 boy practicing his sprints. "Looking good, man! Hey, I was going to do some endurance running. Wanna join? It's always easier when you're running with someone else. I think it feeds my competitive side." He gave a hearty laugh as he began to stretch. Arnie heard an invitation to run and decided to join in. That career Anton had asked him, Arnie knew he likely couldn't match pace but he wasn't about to let the offer go to waste. "Feeds your competitive side, eh? Let's see how we do." Arnie took a moment to stretch and headed off to the track. Hoping to impress the career he took off with a quick boost, warmed up from his practicing. CyNlG1kj1d8+11d8+1
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Jul 30, 2014 16:41:05 GMT -6
Post by Jorn Oxen on Jul 30, 2014 16:41:05 GMT -6
Ox stands trying to catch his breath next to Derrick, and then grasps his hand in a firm and friendly grip.
"You're... Quick." Ox got out with a smile.
"I guess you get to toss her" Ox laughed full bodily holding his stomach.
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Jul 30, 2014 21:04:35 GMT -6
Post by Derrick Voss on Jul 30, 2014 21:04:35 GMT -6
"I suppose I do," Derrick said, grinning wickedly in the direction of V, who had been very quiet during the race. "Hey, I don't know if it's you're thing, Jorn was it? But I think it would be pretty fun having you around in the arena. Heh, I wasn't even going to think about it, but I guess I would rather have some company rather than just wander around alone," he shrugged. "It's whatever you decide."
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Jul 30, 2014 21:24:26 GMT -6
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Post by Veronica Braxton on Jul 30, 2014 21:24:26 GMT -6
"C'est la vie, non?", V said rather apathetically. "do what you're going to do, but do it quick, I wanna go for a swim. If I get hurt it's gonna come back to you in spades."
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Jul 30, 2014 21:40:12 GMT -6
Post by Jorn Oxen on Jul 30, 2014 21:40:12 GMT -6
Ox smiled at Derrick and then held out his hand.
"I'm hanging with Alicia when we get in there, we'd love to have you man." He grinned.
"And my friends call me Ox."
Ox turned to Veronica and smiled wolfishly.
"Your fate is in his hands." He said gesturing at Derrick.
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Jul 30, 2014 22:15:05 GMT -6
Post by Derrick Voss on Jul 30, 2014 22:15:05 GMT -6
Derrick shook Ox's hand, "Name's Derrick. I will have to meet this Alicia."
He then turned towards V with a serious face. He put his left hand behind his back, and holding his right hand out open in front of him Derrick bent at the waist in a formal bow, "M'lady." He looked expectantly at V, hoping that she would take the hint to grab his hand.
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Jul 31, 2014 1:50:17 GMT -6
Post by Veronica Braxton on Jul 31, 2014 1:50:17 GMT -6
(Hmgph!) V though to herself. (No matter the situation, boys are always the same. Think they got you coming and going.) "Well, I do declare..." she said finally, as she reached out and took Derrick's hand; perhaps firmer than he might have expected. She certainly wouldn't be the only one hitting the ground, at least so far as she could help it.
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Jul 31, 2014 13:13:10 GMT -6
Post by Anton Schuhmacher on Jul 31, 2014 13:13:10 GMT -6
"Feeds your competitive side, eh? Let's see how we do." The tribute then took off with a quick boost.
A wide smile crossed Anton's face and he called out, "Well this is going to be fun! I knew I had a good feeling about you!" He then jumped up and sprinted after the district 9 tribute to catch up.
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Jul 31, 2014 13:19:13 GMT -6
Post by Anton Schuhmacher on Jul 31, 2014 13:19:13 GMT -6
Anton bolted, but didn't seem to be able to match Arnie's pace. In frustration he attempted to catch up but managed to trip over his own feet. He tumbled into a mess on the track. "Man, you're fast! I'll catch you on the next lap." Anton then when to the side of the track and stretched his legs some more before re-joining the tribute in the track.
"Sorry about that, must have not stretched correctly." Anton laughed. "You're really good though, did you train back home?"
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Jul 31, 2014 14:07:41 GMT -6
Post by Arnie Thistle on Jul 31, 2014 14:07:41 GMT -6
Arnie slowed his pace as the tribute from District 1 came side by side with him on the track.
"I suppose I did train in a way. Not by running to practice running, but rather to get my work done before the heat of the day. Having the ability to run across across the field to grab the tool you forgot can be the difference between working in the shade and working in the unflinching heat of the sun." Arnie spoke in breathy bursts until he settled back into the rhythm of the run.
Catching his breath Arnie tried to imagine what the training would look like for a career, but couldn't piece it together.
"How did you prepare? I mean obviously you trained for years but it seems so alien to me."
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Jul 31, 2014 19:15:59 GMT -6
Post by Derrick Voss on Jul 31, 2014 19:15:59 GMT -6
Derrick kissed the back of V's hand then let go of it. "You never said where to kiss you," He said, grinning, "and I'm not one for foul play."
He started back down the rock wall. "I will see you two around! A plate of food in the common room is calling my name!"
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Jul 31, 2014 21:30:17 GMT -6
Post by Jorn Oxen on Jul 31, 2014 21:30:17 GMT -6
Ox snorted in his laughter and nodded to V and head down after Derrick. He was off to explore a bit more, perhaps the roof or banquet hall. He had had enough of the Gym for one day.
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Jul 31, 2014 23:30:44 GMT -6
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Post by Veronica Braxton on Jul 31, 2014 23:30:44 GMT -6
V grinned and chuckled lightly. "that was, actually nice." she thought. She hopped down from the wall and half-skipped for the door.
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Aug 1, 2014 14:42:39 GMT -6
Post by Arnie Thistle on Aug 1, 2014 14:42:39 GMT -6
Arnie finished his chat with Anton and headed off towards the door as he rounded the final lap.
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Aug 1, 2014 23:11:48 GMT -6
Post by Anton Schuhmacher on Aug 1, 2014 23:11:48 GMT -6
Anton finished up his run after Arnie left and exited.
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