Atlas Gym, Sunday Afternoon

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After recovering from his... little expedition out into the snow yesterday and going for a nice, horrifically brisk run this morning, Tony was ready to learn how to fight!

Because who wouldn't want the honor of saying Captain America taught them out to punch people? Not that he was thinking about that at the moment, of course. That would mean thinking about rubbing it in other people's faces. Which wouldn't happen at this age.

But, you know, soon enough.

So, Tony sat on one of the mats, texting Rhodey constantly as he waited for Mr. Rogers to show up.

[[For screwyoumarvel, but open like a gym tends to be!]]

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[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"If it was gravel, my hands would be cut up," Tony replied. taking the hand to stand back up.

[screwyoumarvel]

"The skin on your forearms is thinner," Steve pointed out. Then he pushed at Tony again.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

This time he went down like a sack of potatoes, handing on his butt with his hands sprawled out wildly. "Hey! I wasn't ready!"