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fandomtownies2019-01-13 11:22 pm
notallbluemonks) wrote in fandomtownies2019-01-13 11:22 pm
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Atlas Gym, Monday (1/14)
Much as she hated to acknowledge it, and unlikely as it was that she’d ever talk about it, that last damn letter she’d gotten from her parents before leaving Zadash was on Beau’s mind again this morning. She hadn’t thought about it at all since she’d found herself in Fandom, and to have it rear up and remind her forcefully of its existence without any prompting whatsoever was really pissing her off.
She rushed her way through her morning rounds of the gym, wiping down equipment and racking the weights as fast as it was humanly possible to go. The sooner the better, because then she could go through her own daily workout routine — including several sets of the angriest pushups in existence — and beat the shit out of one of the practice dummies again, using her staff today just to get some extra force into her blows.
It should’ve made her feel better that she was further away from her parents now than she’d ever hoped she could get. They finally had the son they’d always wanted and she, the lifelong disappointment, was out of the way for good, right? It should’ve been simple to just cut ties.
Not so much, in practice, and the poor dummy got to bear the brunt of all of Beau’s frustration on that point. But hey, if it was any consolation, at least she wouldn’t take it out on you.
[OOC: Canon hit me with more backstory feelings last week and I had to cope. Post and gym are open!]
She rushed her way through her morning rounds of the gym, wiping down equipment and racking the weights as fast as it was humanly possible to go. The sooner the better, because then she could go through her own daily workout routine — including several sets of the angriest pushups in existence — and beat the shit out of one of the practice dummies again, using her staff today just to get some extra force into her blows.
It should’ve made her feel better that she was further away from her parents now than she’d ever hoped she could get. They finally had the son they’d always wanted and she, the lifelong disappointment, was out of the way for good, right? It should’ve been simple to just cut ties.
Not so much, in practice, and the poor dummy got to bear the brunt of all of Beau’s frustration on that point. But hey, if it was any consolation, at least she wouldn’t take it out on you.
[OOC: Canon hit me with more backstory feelings last week and I had to cope. Post and gym are open!]