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Outdoor Fitness and Strategy [Monday, Period One]

The class had received an email telling them to meet at the Danger Shop and to bring a set of bathers. Inside was an idyllic beach, probably somewhere in the Bahamas, judging from the clear blue waves and the white sand.

A number of nets with courts marked with witches' hats were set up on the beach, along with a number of balls. "Given the weekend, we'll be having another easy class this week," Bond said, tossing a ball to the nearest student. "Pair up for some pick-up games of beach volleyball, or if you'd prefer to stay away from team sports, you can practice your swimming."

[ooc: ~~wait for~~ ocd up.]

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If you're not.

Jonas had mostly stayed out of the way this weekend so he was feeling slightly restless when he arrived to class. Swimming seemed the best way to burn some of that off so that's what he'd be doing.

Beka wasn't fond of swimming and she'd opted to keep herself dry, but that didn't mean she couldn't wander to the edge of the pool. She'd even dangle her feet in the water as she waited for Jonas to be near enough to talk to him.

"You're turning into a water rat," she teased once he was. She'd obviously been out fighting, she'd the scratches and bruises to show for it, but aside from that she appeared to be fine.

"Is that a good thing?" Jonas asked, smiling up at her even while taking in those cuts and bruises. A brief look of concern passed over his face but it fell away when he did realize she was fine. "I've never been called a water rat before."

"It'd only be bad if you're drowning or trying to bite someone," she assured him, doing her own appraisal to make certain he'd not gotten in trouble.

"I'm not doing either," he said, sounding pretty grateful about that. He'd stayed completely out of the fog save for the one trip to the library so his skin was unblemished. "Were you all right this weekend?"

"Busy," she said, frowning a little. "It'd be nice if the island didn't go from one opposite to the other. Either there's naught to do or we're run off our feet," she said, though she sounded mostly amused.

"At least it gives you an excuse to rest this week?" he suggested, resting his arms on the edge of the pool beside her. "Not that I think you will but it's a suggestion."

"I'll pretend to consider it," she teased, reaching out to brush her fingers through his wet hair.

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"Which means no," he said, not sounding at all put out by her answer. Maybe it was the fingers in his hair. That was really nice. "You're resting some right now."

"I should be working out," she said with a frown. Not that she was moving. She didn't know the ball game and she had enough water from where she was sitting. Twas easy to just keep playing with his hair. "I'd not want Master Bond to think I'm a lazy scut."

"You don't think he knows that by now?" Jonas wondered, leaning into her hand and sighing. "I think he knows that. If not, I'll be happy to tell him so."

She tugged his hair lightly in warning. "Don't vex a Dog," she chided him, failing to sound mad.

"I don't even know how to do that so I couldn't very well be guilty of it," he said, laughing a bit. "What if I want to vex a Dog?"

"Why'd you want to?" she asked him instantly. "Or do you secretly enjoy having your ears boxed?"

"It doesn't sound that bad," he said, teasing her. "My ears might do with some boxing."

She wrinkled her nose at him, but she was having trouble keeping from laughing. "I'll give you one when there's no danger of you drowning."

"Do you box ears often?" Jonas wondered. "You sound like you're highly trained."

"Yes," she said solemnly, now tugging lightly on his ear. "Tis a whole week's training for every Puppy."

"Is it really?" he asked, laughing again at both the thought of that and the tug on his ear. "Dogs have strange trainings."

It wasn't, but she'd paid good attention to Goodwin's earboxing. "Yes, but it'll keep you alive in the Lower City, knowing how to deal with coves that are up to no good."

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Gwynn spent a lot of time in the pool to work out some energy.

Dru was in the water, swimming some laps.

Fine. Even if she was late and didn't actually have a swimsuit, Rose was going swimming anyway. Because she was really damn sore and the water looked nice.

She left the shirt she stole from Dimitri on the sand and waded into the water in sports bra and training pants, intending to swim in the waves.

This was exactly the kind of setting Sam needed after the weekend. He swam around for a little, then stopped and floated for a bit, and then swam again.

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