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Fight Club, Atlas Gym, Sunday Night

"Most of you know what this is," Tyler said, with the odd glance to Ghanima as she arranged safety equipment at the back of the gym. "For the rest of you -- we hit each other. Two to a fight, no powers unless everyone agrees, go until someone says stop."

"Any questions, we're here. Otherwise, go for it."

[OOC: No RNG this week.]

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"Streaks, broken by streakin'?" Reno was cracking up, thank you very much. "I already did plenty of that last night. Word to the wise? Don't go streakin' in October. It's friggin' cold."

And it had been totally worth it!

"You went streaking?" Elena asked, giggling. "Any particular reason, or you just figured the island hadn't seen your junk in a few months? If you got frostbite on personal areas, I don't want to know about it."

"Oh my god, no," Rose replied quickly ~~unlike her mun~~. "I'm thinking investing in the warm embrace of a figleaf is the only way to go. Frostbite in unnatural places doesn't sound like a good way to spend the weekend."

"I was fresh outta fig leaves," Reno mused, crossing his arms over his chest and grinning broadly, now. "Maybe next time we pull Naked Mutiny on the dean's office, I'll think to bring one along, yo."

A beat, and then he was, completely without shame, uncrossing his arms in order to give his crotch a pat.

"You'll both be happy to know that everything came outta the ordeal in fine shape, zoto."

"Thrilled," Elena said dryly. "I can't tell you how tragic I would find it, if your ballsack were to shrivel up and fall off. We've had such special memories together."

Rose snickered. "I'm gonna take both of your words for it." She grinned at Reno. "No offense or anything, but you can have your special memories and stuff allll over there.". She made a teasing wave of her hand in his general - direction.

"I got photos," Reno practically chirped, reaching into his pocket to pull out his phone.

Yes, entirely for the sake of tormenting the rookie. Why?

[Totally hate to do this, but I have to bow out for sleep, or I'll never be up in the morning for work. SP?]

"Just in case he forgot what it looked like," Elena said. "Or needed a way to sexually harass people via electronics, I'm guessing."

"It's not modern technology without it being used for porn," Rose said, laughing. "Or, you know, maybe it's like someone carrying around a picture of their puppy. Only...not really."

Reno scratched his head for a moment, thinking that over. Puppy. Huh.

"I guess maybe if I put a collar and a leash on it..."

For the love of Holy, don't encourage him.

"I hate you both," Elena announced, sticking her fingers into her ears. "My brain is never going to be clean, now."

"Cause it was so spotless and pure before?" Rose asked innocently.

"You kiddin' us, Elena? You survived hazing, yo. The only thing pure about you is the proof of booze you drink."

Of course, very few had the liver of steel that Reno himself possessed.

"I can outdrink most people who aren't ... well, you," Elena insisted, folding her arms. "And I wasn't half the innocent all of you wanted to think, when I joined. Although being teabagged in my sleep, that was new."

"And that's an image I'm never getting out of my head, thanks," Rose said, still half-laughing. "So lucky you're not gelded, Reno."

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