The gym, Thursday morning

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When Aeryn said "in the gym at 6 am," she meant in the gym at 6 am. She'd actually woken up earlier in order to account for any wakeup time John needed. And then dragged him down there whether he was awake or not.

This was what he got for teasing her. She wouldn't be too mean...

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He fumbles the gloves on clumsily, pouting the whole time.

"Promises, promises," he mumbles. "I'd wake up quicker if I went back to sleep."

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He is cute when he pouts. She reaches up to kiss him, and muses, "Technically speaking, I don't think that can be true."

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He closes his eyes when she kisses him and keeps them closed when she moves away.

"I can make it true," he tells her. "Let's go back to bed and test my theory out."

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"Afterwards," Aeryn says lightly, and pulls on her gloves.

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"Right," he says and stands there with his hands at his sides. "I have no idea what to do."

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Amateur. Aeryn raises her hands up in front of her chest. "Put your hands up like this," she says.

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He imitates her form, putting his hands in front of his chest.

"Ta da!" He yawns at her. "So far, so good."

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"Make sure to keep one arm up like that, and use it to keep me from hitting you," she instructs. "Now, try to hit me."

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Grudingly, he says, "all right," and drops his left hand to attempt some kind of torso shot. Of course, he's not very good.

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And it's very easy for her to knock his fist away. "Okay, let's do that again, and this time, try to hit me."

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He frowns and stretches briefly.

"All right." This time, he moves a little quicker, again, going for a spot near her side.

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She'd been expecting a move like it, so she could dodge it, but she's actually a little surprised by it. "Good shot," she tells him.

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"Thanks," he says, a little surprised himself. He attempts to bluff her now, swinging halfway with his left hand before bringing his right hand towards her shoulder.

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Having to choose between taking a hit in the shoulder or leaving herself wide open, she takes the first option. That was a dirty shot and Aeryn really hadn't expected it from him.

"Can you take a hit?" she asks him.

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"Sure," he says, his confidence a little higher then when she'd first dragged him down there. "Except in the, uh, you know..."

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As if Aeryn has any interest in damaging that area.

She starts with a right hook aimed toward his jaw. If it connects, it won't be bad, because he's had enough facial destruction lately. But she's really beginning to suspect he can take more than this.

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He's able to partially block so the shot clips his jaw and he staggers back a little.

Instinct has him sending a wild shot towards her chest more to back her up then to hit.

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Aeryn can block the shot without having to take more than half a step back, and a second later she's coming back from the left with a shot to his chest.

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The shot connect and he stumbles back, coughing a few times.

"Ouch." But he raises his hands again. Going for another trick, he sends a shot into her hands on purpose and then jabs quickly under her hands, towards her stomach.

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Aeryn pushes her hands down to block him, and backs away before he can take the opening.

"Awake now?" she asks, and she's quickly stepping forward again for a left jab to his chin.

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The jab connects and he stumbles back again, blinking a few times to clear hi head.

"Yeah, sure," he mumbles. Trying to lull her into a comfort zone, he jabs several times towards her stomach before quickly aiming a punch at the right side of her jaw.

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This is twice he's gotten her now, and strangely, she's not upset. Most people would probably find that weird, but she's kind of pleasantly surprised that he can do it.

However, it doesn't stop her from hooking her right leg around his left and pulling backwards in order to knock him off his feet.

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It's enough to knock him off his feet and he falls ungracefully onto his side. Right onto the shoulder she'd bruised last night.

"Crap," he mutters but makes a lunge for her ankle and pulling. It might not be the most technically sound thing ever but it might get the job done.

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Aeryn stumbles, but at this point she's refusing to let him take her down. Literally. Especially since he pulls her into pools and she expects moves like that. She kicks at his hand, not hard, then stops and offers her hand to help him up.

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He rolls away and stops when he notices her hand.

Taking it, he uses it to heft himself up, gather momentum and then throws a shoulder into her body.