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Atlas Gym, Saturday Morning

So maybe being signed up for yoga of all things was maybe a sign that he did need to do something about the stress. And, god help him, he didn't have a freakin' lanai to hang out on to decompress here. Or surfing. Not that he would ever admit that it was sorta relaxing. And a guy could only watch so much bad sci-fi in a depressing hotel room until he went a little nuts.

Hence going to the gym.

And once there, hence beating the ever loving crap out of a heavy bag until his muscles ached and burned. But hey, it was something!

[open gym, yes!]

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“Last heard from her on Monday. She and her brother headed out for a camping trip on the preserve. Already checked out there.” As best as two people could check the whole preserve, anyway. “Her apartment too.” He scraped his hand through his hair. “She left her sword. It’s her favorite weapon. If something happened to her. . . .”

"I understand," Danny said, soft and empathetic. "I'll check out the preserve myself, okay? See if I find anything you missed."

Duke gave Danny a skeptical look. “. . . Do you know how to look for people in the woods? Preserve’s bigger than it looks on the outside.”

"Done it more lately than I ever did in Jersey," he replied dryly. "But yeah. I've picked up some things from my partner back home. He's crazy, but..."

Danny shrugged like, what can you do.

Steve must never know that Danny was learning things from him. He'd be unbearable.

“Alright,” Duke said slowly, still not looking like he believed it. “I’d appreciate that, thanks.”

The more people looking, the better, right?

Danny shrugged because it wasn't like he'd turn down helping someone if they were actually in trouble.

"Should I be assuming this isn't an official report?" Because, well, clearly Duke and his girlfriend had some issues with the police.

Noooooo, how’d he figure?

Duke looked around. “Doesn’t look super official to me. That gonna make a difference?”

He was a detective, you see!

"Just gettin' on the same page here," Danny replied. "I'll see what I can dig up and we can meet up to compare notes after yoga."

That Danny was going to. Shut up.

“Yeah.” Duke nodded, running his hand through his hair. (He’d been doing that a lot lately. His hair was a wreck.) “Yeah, alright. Uh. Thanks, man.”

It felt very strange saying that, yes.

Yes, Danny was deeply concerned for that hair. Maybe he needed to borrow some hair gel?

"No thanks needed," Danny said, waving him off. "Seriously. Go home, get some rest. You look awful."

So caring. So loving.

Not until his trauma haircut! That was a ways down the road, though.

"Rest. Right." Because that was happening right now. "Maybe I'm just giving the rest of you a chance to catch up to my natural adorability."

Not the trauma haircut!

Danny did a little hand wiggle like he was giving the comment a judgement on it's validity. "No, you're just running yourself into the ground because you're worried. Which, trust me, I get. But won't actually help anyone out."

Because Danny was fucking adorable.

Duke shook his head. "She wouldn't stop if I were the one missing."

Because Octavia's ruthless and self-destructive sides were to be emulated, yes.

No! Bad, Duke! Bad! No being self-destructive! Danny didn't have the time to try training a new person out of that dumb shit!

"I don't doubt that, but you're not a machine. You will fall over eventually and then you'll be out of commission even longer than if you just act like a human being and get some freakin' rest."

"Your concern is touching," Duke said, heavy on the sarcasm. "But I'm a big boy. I can handle myself."

You know, mostly.

"Okay, okay. Handle yourself then. If you pass out at yoga, I'm laughing at you."

Just. You know. Fair warning and all.

"You're -- really coming back to yoga class?"

Duke hadn't been sure. He wouldn't have been surprised if both Danny and Rosa ditched out immediately.

Danny made a face, looking away. "Pretty sure my daughter would be thrilled if I willingly offered to go with her to a yoga studio, so a few classes so I at least know what I'm doing wouldn't be awful."

Debatable.

“Whatever you need to tell yourself, buddy. I’m sure that bag will appreciate the break.”

They were destined to be best friends, weren’t they.

"Oh, because yoga is gonna keep that from happening." Really, Duke? Really.

“It will while you’re in class, at least. Or are you planning to bring it with you?”

"Thinkin' it might come in handy," Danny replied.

The bestest of friends.

“Sure. It can be a team big, awkward bolster. Great plan.”

"For the goats?" The tiny goats that were just there.

Duke just stared at him for a long moment.

“That’s adorable.”

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