fandomtownies | Fight Club, Atlas Gym, Sunday Evening

"Well, most of you are looking refreshingly back to your original shapes," Ghanima said crisply. "I hope many of you enjoyed your second or third childhoods, and many congratulations on not managing to kill each other with the nerf toys last week."

"Being back to normal means no ball pit this week," Tyler added. "I know. I'm crushed, too. Welcome to Fight Club. Rules are posted over there, and if this is your first week sign in and let us know what your level is."

"Like last time, we'll both be around keeping an eye on things, and I'll be over by the beginner mats for the first bit," Ghanima stated. "Now, you and you. You two. And you two too." She turned to Tyler, smiling brightly. "Care to pick the last victims?"

"You know the way to my heart, Ghanima," Tyler joshed, and looked over the group for a long moment. "You, hiding in the back, and you by the padding. And both of you. And that makes five sets. Go forth and punch."

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atreideslioness. Up early for SP~~, wait a sec for OCD~~.]

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'Cause that's what people do before they start punching each other.

For those that want to learn to punch, Ghanima is there to assist you today.

Fight!

Fight!

~~Get out all that angst over being a Hollow someday. You're still cute. For now.~~

Fight!

No, we didn't do it on purpose, but we're cackling like mad over here.

Heck with 'assignments'. I wanna HIT someone!

Both Ghanima and Tyler are around to chat. Or Fight.

No world ending today! Remember to check in here if you can't be in the RNG next weekend.

Jack was in a mood to spar with someone and stood off to the side, just looking at everyone.

Jack was ready. Bring it.

He knew how to throw a punch, really. But it never hurt to be better at throwing a punch. So... here's Jack. Trying not to feel too awkward about learning from that Crazy Royalties professor.

After ~~yet to be played out~~ hunting with Lady Blysse, Arthur had relaxed. It was possibly not the best mood to fight with, but that would probably change right around when he realised who he was going to fight tonight.

Up until then, he picked a good wall to lean against and waited.

Arthur was too much of a tactician not to have a point where arrogance flowed away and turned into sheer, stubborn courage.

That didn't mean he didn't have a quiet oh fuck moment that mercifully kept from his face. Minsc was big, Minsc was strong - which meant that Arthur was going to have to fall back on his speed.

Of course, in a line of work dominated by what the locals would term linebackers, that tended to be his strategy anyway. He cracked his knuckles once, and cast a look over to his opponent. "Sir Minsc," he said, with a formal nod of his head.

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No, he hadn't signed up for this one, but Cable had a ~~date~~ deal with Deadpool. With great respect for the rules of the whole thing, he wasn't planning to stay out of any fights, either - Wade, for sure, but anyone else...

It was also a good shot at getting a better headcount of the situation, so while he drifted by the back, he kept his eyes open.

Jan was... well. Let's just say he'd finished up on the shop's security system. And he wasn't planning to stay too long.

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Cable was more than ready to go for a round. Or two. With a roll of his shoulders, he checked the gathering for any tell-tale red.

And anybody else who might want to give it a shot. He was here anyway.

[ which means this is open to anyone who isn't Deadpool, too, la! ]

Suuuuure they did. Deadpool was a fan of doing that during a fight, actually. It added ambiance.

Nate raised an eyebrow at him. "Looking forward to it?" he asked.

"Getting into a fight with you?" Wade bounced from one foot to the other. "Nah, I do that every other day."

"The club," he said, dryly. "Although I'm glad we're not getting stale..."

"That would be difficult to do when you're not having sex to get stale," Wade muttered, glancing around the room.

Congratulations: Nate blinked.

"I think we might want to start with the fight, first," he offered.

Wade eyed him. "We're not gonna do it after either," He informed Nate kindly.

Tahiri was definitely in need of the distraction today, and a little disappointed she hadn't gotten an assigned match. In her usual jumpsuit (green, now, not the bright orange one younger-her had worn) and bare feet, she was leaning against a corner wall as she tried to get a sense of the assembled group and see if anyone was up for a spar.

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Fight Club, Atlas Gym, Sunday Evening

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