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[tomboy-tatum]

u gh im only posting on this so this fuckin account wont get deleted oh my god this url is so bad bye

[tomboy-tatum]

If those volunteers could bring back weed or booze, that'd be great.

[kylarfuckshitupshaw]

At least someone here has their priorities straight.

[tomboy-tatum]

As much as fun as training 24/7 and eating the questionable food they serve us down here is, I don't know how much longer I can go being sober all the time.

[tomboy-tatum]

If those volunteers could bring back weed or booze, that'd be great.

[scarlett-portals-closed]

You having trouble being sober?

[tomboy-tatum]

Not as fun as they make it seem in health classes.

[tomboy-tatum]

If those volunteers could bring back weed or booze, that'd be great.

[hottiesofhollywood-blog]

[tomboy-tatum]

Training || Open Para

[kylarfuckshitupshaw]

Kylar smirked and gave her a slight eyeroll before shaking his head at her punching bag offer, “Nah I was gonna lift some weights” he said motioning to the bench press off to the side. “How you holdin up?” he asked.

[tomboy-tatum]

"I'm a hysterical mess." she replied before jabbing the punching bag once again. "What about you? Ready to go back into hiding yet?" she asked with a slight smirk as she continued to punch.

[tomboy-tatum]

Training || Open Para

[ryanedwards-is-fasterthanyo-blog]

"Damn you punching bag, have some class." Ryan said taking a few more steps into the room, a small smirk on his face. "That’s because I try to stay out of here at every chance I get." he replied shortly. His eyes flickered to her at her next comment. "Yea, yes we are." he answered, turning to face her completely. "And we’re supposed to train together like once a week or something, but clearly that really hasn’t happened." 

[tomboy-tatum]

"To be fair, you were kind of busy being the Noahs Ark of mutants so I'd say that's a valid excuse." she shrugged and went to reach for her water bottle. "You don't seem like much of a fighter... Or a fighter at all, really, to be honest." Tatum observed before taking a drink of water.

[tomboy-tatum]

Training || Open Para

[kylarfuckshitupshaw]

Kylar paused and furrowed his brows slightly, taking a moment or two to place her face “Yea, Tatum, right?” he asked hoping he got that right because that would be awkward. He’d immediately tried to fall back into old habits after Scar broke it off but it had stopped with Tatum. Having sex with people to fill some sort of void just wasnt going to cut it for him anymore. as weird as that sounded coming from him.

[tomboy-tatum]

"You remembered, I'm honored." she replied sarcastically before glancing back at the punching bag and back at him, "If you're in the mood to let off steam or something, she's all yours." Tatum told him as she stepped aside. 

[tomboy-tatum]

Training || Open Para

[ryanedwards-is-fasterthanyo-blog]

He continued to watch her punch at the bag until she was dropping to the floor. Well, sitting on the floor, but he wasn’t quite sure how she didn’t drop based on her breathing pattern. He eyes grazed over the punching bag then at the the girl on the ground. Tatum. Muscle Mimicry. In other words, he was screwed as her partner and he was going to get his ass kicked. “what? Oh yeah, I’m fine.” He replied after being jostled from his thoughts. “What did that punching bag ever do to you anyway?” he questioned, a lightness to his tone.

[tomboy-tatum]

"It stole my boyfriend." she replied dryly as she reluctantly got off the floor, "I've never actually seen you in here before." Tatum told him before pausing, "Hey, aren't we sparring partners?" she asked.

[tomboy-tatum]

Training || Open Para

[ryanedwards-is-fasterthanyo-blog]

Ryan was walking in the general direction of the training rooms. They were really pushing people to train, not that he really cared, they needed it to survive. He just wasn’t very good at it…. He wasn’t even sure he tried if he was honest. None of that was in his area of expertise, if anything it was just more harmful to him since he usually wound up on the ground, or at least he had the really only other time he had been in there. And he had been sick so who knows what he was actually like. He was sent on a mission before he could even figure out what was going on, and he never really saw his sparring partner. That’s why when he stumbled into the room and saw her, he was semi surprised. It was kinda ironic that that’s where they both wound up. He watched as she beat the shit out of the punching bag, squirming slightly with every hit. Did every girl around here punch well? 

[tomboy-tatum]

Tatum continued to punch the bag until she realized she was panting and resigned to taking a seat on the floor and glancing lazily up at Ryan. "You okay, dude?" she asked with a small grin. "You look kinda pale over there." she continued as she racked her brain for this guys name. Ricky? Riley? Ryan? All she really knew him from was seeing his face frequently around the cafeteria with his girlfriend.

[ashesdivided]

Anyone wanna teach me hand to hand combat?

[ashesdivided]

Well I know how to push people I don’t like off cliffs, but my skills are pretty much limited to that.

[tomboy-tatum]

As much as that comes in handy, I'd say you should probably learn how to actually punch someone. Believe it or not, comes in handy when you're trying not to get killed.

[landon-potter]

Yes. A bit.

[tomboy-tatum]

So what's your name, newbie?

[landon-potter]

I come here aaaand…im underground.  Fantastic.

[tomboy-tatum]

Cozy, isn't it?

[tomboy-tatum]

Training || Open Para

[kylarfuckshitupshaw]

Kylar had spent most of his time in his room or in the training room, usually after hours so he didnt have to deal with people, but now that it had occurred to him that his name had been on the deceased list and everyone thought he was dead, he figured it was probably a good idea to show his face so everyone would stop asking him the same damn questions. Ky made his way into the training room, Ipod in the pocket of his basketball shorts and headphones hanging loosely over the back of his neck with a duffle bag swung over his shoulder, when he walked in he dropped the bag to the floor, Ky shifted his blue gaze over to a girl he hadnt seen before and watched her patiently. mostly because she was using the only punching back but also because she seemed to have quite a bit of skill.

[tomboy-tatum]

Tatum paused from her mindless punching to turn around and instantly jump back. "Holy shit, man, you scared the hell out of me!" she told him, pausing to push back more pesky hairs and glanced up at him before realizing his familiar face, "Oh hey, Kylar, right?"

[ashesdivided]

Anyone wanna teach me hand to hand combat?

I don’t think I’ll be fighting anyone successfully with my ability to see dead people…

[tomboy-tatum]

Depends, how shitty are you at combat?

[tomboy-tatum]

Training || Open Para

Tatum pushed some loose hairs that were falling out of her haphazard ponytail as she continued to pound the punching bag before her. Out of drugs and alcohol, she had to admit, she wasn't feeling very chill today. She felt overwhelmed and out of control and the punching seemed to be her latest source of stress relief. Thoughts had ceased to run through her head and her body had taken over-- right hook, left hook, jab, jab, uppercut, roundhouse, left hook, jab. She hadn't even realized how much effort she was putting into this, or how heavy her breathing had become or anyone else entering the training room.

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