How Tragic

[grandtheftmecha]

[Katina is in the gym after a good workout - the hours she happened to make time for left the gym almost completely to herself. So, she doesn't have to worry so much about someone catching her looking at herself in one of the mirrors, sweaty and in a sports bra and shorts. Hair... as rough as usual. Skin too.

...she looks around left, right and sees... no one watching. Good. She sighs, and pinches her side. There is something to pinch, and she frowns, even if it's still far better than most women nearing thirty.]

Should I cut back on the beer... or...

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[mr-catshark.livejournal.com]

[Late nights at the gym for training? It was only a matter of time before Viral stopped by. He didn't see her pinch, but he did catch the look on her face.]

Something wrong?

[grandtheftmecha.livejournal.com]

[Katina actually jumps a little, quite glad that Viral didn't see that.]

It's... it's nothing!

[mr-catshark.livejournal.com]

.... Right.

[grandtheftmecha.livejournal.com]

Don't give me that look!

[mr-catshark.livejournal.com]

You're a terrible liar, you know.

[grandtheftmecha.livejournal.com]

So are you!

[Which is entirely irrelevant right now.]

[mr-catshark.livejournal.com]

Does that even matter?

[grandtheftmecha.livejournal.com]

...er. Not really.

[mr-catshark.livejournal.com]

Heh. Fine. I'll drop it.

[grandtheftmecha.livejournal.com]

Damn well better...

[mr-catshark.livejournal.com]

[Awkward attempt to change subjects time...]

You're not usually here this late. Finished already?

[grandtheftmecha.livejournal.com]

...weird schedule the past few days.