Campsite Gym, Wednesday night

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler? Pedaling about as fast as the exercise bike will go. It's training, yo.

And every few minutes, he looks to see if anyone is about to join him.

He's not sure how he wants the sparring match to turn out, although not beating English Peter into a coma would be a good step for him.

[OOC: Open to all. Also, this should be in fandomhighdorms, but I messed up. My apologies.]

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Re: Other gym stuff!

[demonbelthazor]

"No, was a pretty big one," Bel said. "The kind of one you don't know if you can forgive."

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"That's a hard one," he frowned. "Did you ask why they kept it from you?"

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[demonbelthazor]

"No, I haven't," Bel said. "Not sure if I'll like the answer."

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"You might not like it, but it might at least help you understand why," Cameron said. Catching the movement of the sparring match, he turned his head and winced as Tyler landed a particularly hard punch.

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[demonbelthazor]

Bel watched Tyler and Peter spar as well. "Huh," he said. "That kid's a fighter."

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"They both seem to be," Cameron didn't stop frowning as the fight got pretty rough for a spar. He shook his head and got back on topic again, one eye still on the match.

"What I meant is that while lying never is a good thing, sometimes there's a reason behind it. Stupid as it might be, it might be worth to hear it out before passing final judgment."

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[demonbelthazor]

Bel shrugged. "Maybe. I don't know. But I really don't think he can give me an answer that'll make me feel any better."