Reno of the Turks (
raspberryturk) wrote in
fandomtownies2008-07-28 11:48 am
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Atlas Gym, Monday Afternoon
Reno was antsy. Antsy and edgy and scrappy, and all sorts of words that people could use to describe how badly he was itching to just beat on things.
Which was why he'd headed off to the gym with his stun baton. There were laps to be run. And then heavy bags that needed to have the hell beaten out of them with his feet and with a metal rod. And Reno was fully intending to work himself until he was ready to collapse into a red-headed heap of Turk and sweat.
It was going to be awesome.
[Open, of course!]
Which was why he'd headed off to the gym with his stun baton. There were laps to be run. And then heavy bags that needed to have the hell beaten out of them with his feet and with a metal rod. And Reno was fully intending to work himself until he was ready to collapse into a red-headed heap of Turk and sweat.
It was going to be awesome.
[Open, of course!]
