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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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.

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Aeryn stumbles back, and can't help the expression of surprise from appearing on her face. She could knock him out. Easily. Several different ways. But she's not going to. Damn.

Instead, she gets him with a combination: right fist going for his chest, followed quickly by her left into his jaw.

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He's able to partially block the chest shot, but he uses both hands and that leaves his face wide open.

Her left hand is harder then it looks and it hurts connecting fully with his show. It turns him around and he stumbles away. A quick sweep of his tongue tells him there's no blood or broken teeth.

He takes a deep breath, raises his hands and comes back over.

He makes a quick decision, dropping suddenly to his knees and sends backhanded fists to each calf.

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That's a total surprise that she hadn't even thought of, and ow. It also gets the first unplanned reaction out of her, which is bringing her knee into his shoulder.

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That's enough to make him grit his teeth because bruises and knees are not a happy couple. But, he's too far into it now and he's not calling 'uncle.'

He wants her off her feet and staring up at him. So, he gets back to his feet and walks back over towards her, hands held up.

He goes for a punch, intending to push her backwards, and, if the plan works, he's reaching a foot between her stanced legs, ready to trip her up.

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And since Aeryn can't block the punch while looking down, it actually works, damn him. It's a shock to end up on the ground, but she rallies quickly, practically bouncing back to her feet.

A second later, she swings her leg out into his right side.

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Her leg meets his side and he staggers to the side, coughing again and wincing. That one hurt.

"Did I piss you off, honey?"

Holding his side, he walks slowly back over and tries something he'd seen in a wrestling match once. Making to punch her, he uses that opportunity to slip behind her and wrap his arms around her in a sort of reverse bear hug.

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The most obvious escape is a headbutt, but that could hurt him and she doesn't want to do that. So instead, grabs at his forearms as she ducks low in order to flip him onto his back.

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The world's upside down for a split second and then he's on his back, looking up.

Again. This time he's breathing hard and he is gonna be so sore tomorrow.

Getting to his knees, he rolls and grabs at the waistband of her pants and yanks.

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Aeryn topples forward, knocking him down again as she lands on top of him. Smiling down at him, she asks, "Are you done?"

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It takes him a long moment to catch his breath before he nods.

"I am going to be so sore later."

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"You'll be fine," she says, and because Cameron's there, she forces herself to sit up. "Where did you learn all of that?"

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"Fine. Pain. They kinda go together." He follows her lead and sits up too, wincing when his side protests. "Learn? Uh, television? Instinct."

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"Good instinct," she tells him. And because he's John, she hopes she didn't hurt him too badly.

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"Thanks." He winces again and prods his side. "You kick hard."

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There might be snort coming from the chest-press machine. Or not as Cameron might simply be out of breath.

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Aeryn glances over at Cameron.

"Sorry," she tells John.

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"You'll just have to make it up to me," he says. "A sponge bath or something."

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"I'm sure I can find a way," she nods seriously.

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"Good, good." He flops back onto the mats and lays there bonelessly. "Thanks for not killing me."

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"I wouldn't have," she says, unthinkingly rubbing his shin. "You keep giving me reasons to keep your alive."

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"And I'm very glad for that," he says. "You gonna tell me how I did?"

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"Very well, actually," she says, knowing she sounds a little surprised. "You're a dirty fighter."