Saturday Morning - The Gym

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

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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Re: Breakfast

[gikkingen.livejournal.com]

The Baron uncurled from where he had been snoozing next to Muta, yawned and stretched, swishing his tail. Feline kinks worked out, he straightened himself out and strode over to the breakfast line, hopping onto a table to make it easier to speak to him.

"Good morning, Alfred."