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Atlas Gym - Wednesday

"You should do something about your hands."

Beka'd been resetting the weights on one of the machines when Jessi decided she was bored. "There's naught wrong with my hands," Beka replied, fastening the bolt.

"Are you serious? If I'd had calluses like that, I'd die of shame!" Jessi flicked her hair, obviously she was trying to prove sommat.

"Tis normal to have hands like mine when you work," Beka replied with a frown. Why did she feel she had to defend herself about sommat so simple. "Tis from the baton, all Dogs had hands like these. What does it matter?"

"It's... embarrassing," Jessi clearly thought Beka's cracked her skull. "I don't know any cheerleaders who get calluses from their twirling batons! You should take better care, you'll harm the gym's image."

Beka turned sharply to face Jessi, a scowl on her face and twas enough to make Jessi take a step back. "Working hard isn't embarrassing. I'm not a cheerleader." Though she didn't know what that was. "I'm a guard." At the confused look on Jessi's face, she quickly clarified. "A police officer."

The response wasn't one she'd expected as Jessi's eyes widened further and she quickly moved to the other side of the bench. "You are very butch. I wasn't trying to come on to you, I swear."

"What?"

"I need to go now..." And Jessi darted off. She'd mayhap not moved this fast since the last time there was a sale on pink spandex at Turtle's.

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About the weather or if you need help

Jonas wasn't there to talk about the weather precisely but he was shaking snow off his jacket when stopped in to see her. And he wouldn't even complain about her hands. He liked them.

It earned him an instant smile when Beka noticed him enter the gym and she went over to greet Jonas. "Did you get blown here by the snow?" she teased.

"It was a close thing," Jonas said, shaking some snow out of his hair. "I don't know if it's ever going to stop snowing. It's amazing."

"I think it'll have to in the end," she chuckled and couldn't help reaching over to brush a snowflake that'd escaped his shaking, from his hair.

"It's pretty," he said, grinning at her. "And prettier if there's power to use to warm up. How are you?"

"Glad you came by," she smiled back at him. "Tis been quiet here today. Folk don't seem to like to cross the snow to come here."

And Jessi was acting strange, but that was naught new.

"I was doing little else," he explained, blushing a bit at her first statement. "And I thought perhaps you could use the company. If I'm alone too long, I end up talking to myself."

Beka chuckled and she motioned for him to move away from the entrance to where it was warmer. "And what things do you tell yourself about?"

"Mundane things mostly," he said, following behind her and shrugging. "Things I need to do, words that I remember from the course of the day that I didn't recognize, studying that might need to be completed. I'm really very boring."

"You're not boring," she chided him. "I'd worry if you'd spent your day arguing with yourself."

There was a pile of mats stacked in the corner of the gym and Beka decided they'd be a comfortable place to sit.

"That would worry me too," he said, laughing. "It might happen, though. My roommate left so I'll have a lot more time to be alone. Arguing might entertain me."

Beka frowned as she hopped onto the mats. "Why did she leave? Did she get reassigned to a different room?"

"No, she had to go back home," he said, sitting beside her. "There were things she was needed for so she left. I don't know if I've ever had that much space to myself before."

"That's a shame," Beka said gently, she glanced at Jonas and reached out to tug his coat. "Are you worried you'll get lost? I could draw you a map," she teased him.

"A map of my room," he said, leaning toward her with that tugging and trying not to laugh. "It might be helpful. I got lost near my closet this morning."

"At least it wasn't in the bathroom, you'd not see your bed from there," she grinned and leaned forward to kiss the corner of his mouth.

"And sleeping on the floor is uncomfortable," he joked, hands coming up to frame her face since he did like touching her. "I've gotten used to familiar comforts of my bed."

"The tiles would be cold," she whispered with a nod and since he was close, he'd be getting another kiss.

And he didn't mind another kiss at all, no. He'd gotten rather attached to kisses from him in a short time.

"And I would have no pillow so I think I'd end up with a headache from the hard floor," he agreed. "I should figure out my way around my room rather quickly."

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"Do you need help exploring?" she teased and if he wasn't moving to take his coat off, she'd have to slide her hands under it to give him the hint.

He couldn't be blamed, she'd kissed him and his brain hand fizzled a bit. As it was, when he felt her hands under his coat, he tried to help by wriggling a bit.

"Probably," he said, nodding. "I'm sure you've more experience in unfamiliar places than I do."

"Not much more," she helped him slide the coat off which had to be much more comfortable inside. But she'd not complain, she was a little proud at making his brain all fizzled.

"So who's your week been? Other than your roommate leaving?"

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