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[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

(Apologes for being MIA yesterday. It would have been timed runs and drills designed to assess fitness levels.)

The class today focuses on aerobics drills that bear no little resemblance to combat forms. More kick boxing than dance.

A table outside the gym holds a sign up sheet for gymnastics practice once a week, as well as another for track, and tai chi.

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[janet_fraiser]

*snorts and glares at Methos*

Minions? You give me unfettered access to Special Collections and the right to terrorize hapless students, I keep said hapless students away from you. Sounds like an even trade to me, don't you think?

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: Methos, Adam, whoever. :)

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

It's so good to see you trembling in terror of me, Janet. Gee, I really hope you lost that sweater with my blood on it.

[janet_fraiser]

I have no fear for you, Prof, sorry. But together our combined crankiness can make the collective students tremble. Hell no, buster, I plan on researching the hell out of that zombie goo. And possibly you too.

[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

You let her get hold of your blood? *second smack*

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Hello! Just been bit by a zombie! And stop it with the smacking. People will think we're in love.

[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

Your legs are NOT that great. Trust me.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

I notice you're not disagreeing about my ass. And checked, did you?

[janet_fraiser]

The student body collectively lusts over your ass. And you know it.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

*blinks innocently* What?

[janet_fraiser]

In this place, standing next to someone means people think you're in love.

*takes a step away from both men*

[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

I doubt you're a minion. More of an evil accomplice, I'm thinkin'.

[janet_fraiser]

*turns to Methos* See? I knew the gym teacher looked like a perceptive guy. Don't you think? *turns back to MacLeod and gestures to Methos* So you know this lunatic from way back, I take it?

[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

Yeah. But he's not my fault. *holds up hands in defensive posture*

[janet_fraiser]

See, if he were your friend? He'd have told you not to get a job here. This place is crazy.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

And how long did it take you to come to that conclusion?

[janet_fraiser]

Figuring out this place was nuts took the better part of five seconds. I've been trying to figure out

[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

Ah, it's not that bad.

[janet_fraiser]

You have no idea, do you?

*gives Methos a look as if to say 'this friend of yours isn't so bright, is he?'*

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

*gives Janet a look that says, "Yeah, but we love him anyway"*

*what, it's a really complex look! Methos is 5000 years old, he's mastered looks!*

[janet_fraiser]

See? People are already thinking you're in love. *adds to mental subtext tally*

*laughs at lot*

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

See? I knew the gym teacher looked like a perceptive guy.

Ah, but youth is a notoriously poor judge of character.

[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

Hmm. How does age judge the person who *was* considering buying the first round later?

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

As I was saying, it's clearly obvious that Janet is the exception that proves the rule.

[janet_fraiser]

You don't look so old yourself there, prof.

OOC: *snicker*