http://drywitmartini.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] drywitmartini.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2006-01-28 09:48 pm
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Saturday Morning - The Gym

Hawkeye yawned and stretched as he entered the gym. Inside there were people. Outside there was snow. All in all, not a bad deal. He was wearing his usual maroon bathrobe, but underneath was stuffed with layers. Just in case. Not that anything would happen today except snow, of course.


[OOC: Saturday gym post! Feel free to use this for your gym special snow shelter needs. And somebody get me some coffee...]
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[identity profile] freelancerchick.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 01:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"They don't need fancy food, they're used to rations." Tex arched an eyebrow. "What's regular then?"

[identity profile] drywitmartini.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 01:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"The weird, the wacky and the downright 'what the hell?'"

[identity profile] freelancerchick.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 01:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sounds like you fit right in here," Tex smirked.

[identity profile] drywitmartini.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 01:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not so sure about that, but it makes for a nice vacation spot." He gestured to the window. "When it's not snowing like Siberia."

[identity profile] freelancerchick.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"You should try armour instead of a bathrobe," Tex pointed out and emptied her glass.

[identity profile] drywitmartini.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not about to abandon my bathrobe. This bathrobe has served me well, through cold, hot, war, peace, burials and bar mitzvahs. This is a good bathrobe."

[identity profile] freelancerchick.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Let me know when it can stop bullets," Tex sneered as she picked her helmet up and put it back on. "I'm confiscating those," she said motioning to the boxes. Not waiting on an answer, she opened a comm and told Appo to send some troopers up.

[identity profile] drywitmartini.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Hawkeye shook his head. "Have fun." He wandered off to find some breakfast.

[identity profile] freelancerchick.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"You bet your ass I will," Tex smirked and motioned the troopers over. Soon they were carrying off food to distribute to the rest of their unit.

[identity profile] badassbutler.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)

The smell of food and coffee might just be wafting over from the breakfast line. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/571487.html?thread=27054175#t27054175)

[identity profile] freelancerchick.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Sadly enough, smell gets filtered out by MJOLNIR armour and Tex notices nothing.

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
The smell of delicious pancakes (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/571487.html?thread=27046751#t27046751) wafts over from the food station.
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