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His body was still aching from the last argument he had with one of the Volkovs, yet Guasparre refused to show any kind of weakness. It wasnโt expected out of him, it wasnโt what he was raised to show, and so he did everything he could to pretend that he wasnโt all that much affected by it. People who needed to see it, saw just how much hatred he felt towards the Vipers and how much affection he had towards his own people who were affected, but that was just about it. So, naturally, it seemed almost obvious of him to go to the gym a few days after the disaster. Bruises were obvious on his otherwise tanned and fit body, yet he disregarded those, working his way through the punching bag to get the pent-up anger out.
โYou might want to take a few steps back.โ He warned a person who had approached him, as he continued to throw one punch after another. He was sweaty, he was exhausted, yet it felt like one of the few ways that he could get his energy out. โWouldnโt want more accidental blood spilled in this town.โ
if he wasnโt at the hospital or at home, he was surely working out. making his way outside the shower with his duffel bag swinging over his shoulder &. a water bottle in his hand. he makes his way around seeing the older man launching punches left &. right He letโs grassy hues setย the discoloration on his body &. even though he wasnโt good with faces at all, he knew who this man was simply because night prior he had met him at Juliaโs wedding.ย
a small chuckle escapes his lips as he looks at the man before him โ donโt worry mister scordato, if there is one person that I donโt want to get inside the ring with. itโs certainly with you . โย he muses and smiles as he looks at gus โ rome mikaelson, we met the day of the wedding. โย he knew that events prior to what had appended werenโt good ones, so he doesnโt wish to relay &. memories from that night. โ i treated your son earlier today, he should be doing much better . โย
