(no subject)

[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.

Comments

[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*

[swerval_zero]

Of course they're in love! It's so obvious!

[janet_fraiser]

I'd say so. They're checking out each other's asses, aren't they?

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Have you *seen* his ass? Too bad that's where he keeps his brains.

[swerval_zero]

Yep. Whenever they think we're not looking.

[janet_fraiser]

We're always looking. Sad, aren't they?

[swerval_zero]

They really are.

(ooc: I've about decided Zero really is going to think they're together, y'know, that way. Knowing her, she'll think it's cute.)

[janet_fraiser]

They should just do it right now and get it over with.

OOC: Oh, Janet's totally playing this up for all it's worth. *snickering madly* She doesn't believe a word of it, but she's having way too much fun teasing them.

[swerval_zero]

Why, Miss Fraiser, with us impressionable youth in the room? ...yes please.

[janet_fraiser]

It would be a learning experience. Or something like that.

[swerval_zero]

I've walked in on Twitch and Henry; there's really nothing left for me to learn.

[janet_fraiser]

Good point.

[swerval_zero]

Professor Pierson and Mr. MacLeod would be much less traumatizing, though.

[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

*MacLeod looks between them, puzzled.*

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Sorry, MacLeod, you haven't learned the fine and subtle art of subtexting.

[OOC: Also, *snicker*]

[swerval_zero]

*Beams a look of utter innocence and sunshine at Mr. MacLeod.*

*Secretly hopes he is fooled.*