http://nothawkingbird.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-05-30 08:06 pm

Exercising

Kate had the Sensoriums look like the Young Avengers' Clubhouse training room again so she could take in a thorough practice. She had already done some kickboxing, jogging and stretches. Right now she was lounging on a mat with some cool bottled water, the surroundings giving her a two pieced exercise attire that hugged her frame but was flexible.

She glanced toward the large swinging punching bag, and considering some practice there again.

Maybe just lounge on her cooldown a bit longer first.

[identity profile] playsin-traffic.livejournal.com 2010-05-31 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Tony paused in the doorway for a moment, hands in his pockets. He didn't know how long he'd been away. He'd just known that he'd been running through GLaDOS' maze forever. Then there had been a meeting. It'd taken a bit of doing, but he'd tracked Kate down to the Sensorium. Normally he was at least able to talk with people, but right now he felt kind of awkward. He finally rolled his shoulders with a small sigh.

"Hey."

[identity profile] playsin-traffic.livejournal.com 2010-05-31 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
Tony rocked back on his heels for a moment with a small "oof" before he returned the gesture and wrapped his arms around Kate. He sighed and managed a wry grin. "I've been better. Running robot mazes really takes the wind out of you, you know?"

[identity profile] playsin-traffic.livejournal.com 2010-05-31 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
"No, no, I'm fine... Just kinda worn out after all of it. Tired. Feel like it's been weeks or something." He gave her shoulder a squeeze. "Figured I'd come say hi or somethin'. Don't know how long I was out."

[identity profile] playsin-traffic.livejournal.com 2010-05-31 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
Tony frowned and ran a hand through his hair. "...how long ago was that?"

He hadn't been able to keep track of time very effectively.

[identity profile] playsin-traffic.livejournal.com 2010-05-31 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Tony muttered a curse under his breath. Weeks or months? Great. How was he supposed to keep an eye on anyone if he went missing? He grumbled quietly and shook his head. "Jesus, I hate robots... How've you been?"