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It was true, Probation time sucked, Leon wasn't going to say he was bored, but there was a bit of restlessness stirring within him. what with the mission over and the glorious and thrilling ride that was post mission paperwork over and done and dead in the ditch of the inbox bin. If anything, the probation just limited him in what he did best, his training. it meant no more laps around the island, his stamina was sure to suffer from this. What with Nid whining like a five year old everytime he walked past a vending machine, the frustration was start to grow and grow and he needed a healthy, and violent way to release it.

Go get laid.
"No and beating you up would have been the best way to solve all this." he grumbled out as he walked past another vending temptation on his "guard" duty, more like snooze- a-rama.
Sorry meathead, my only interest is in ghouls and concubines that will feed me grapes and fresh meat.

Nid knew just what not to say and as usual, it was starting to get on the boxer's last nerve and the gym wasn't far away from his route, though it was always so quiet in there, too silent for a supposed group workout area. Normally the sound of air conditioners was the only source of activity in the room but the pleasant sound of heavy weights hitting one another was there along with Marcus. Working out.

"heh, and I thought I was the only one trying to keep my form in shape." he said in a surprisingly perky manner as he waved to the fellow trainee. "So what brings you here Marcus, trying to impress Cass?"

The room was pleasantly cool as always, and it was like the equipment was welcoming him in. If there was anyone he was glad to see, it was the former team member doing curls with a decent amount of weight. Leon couldn't accuse Marcus of not taking it seriously. "Pretty much, this probation is such a downer on my physical training." he replied back smoothly to the guy blasting his biceps and it felt weird.

Him just standing there and Marcus going at it. It didn't take long for the Boxer to make his way over to a bench and taking a seat, thoughts of patrol long gone. But he had developed a newfound respect for the sword wielder, if not from his dedication to stick to a workout routine. "Ain't nothing wrong with some self improvement. They at least got some decent equipment mere Marcus." It was kinda hard to keep on talking about it while grunting away doing butterfly bench presses. At least it was normal to hear these kinds of sounds here. "A certain death hunter princess.... I don't know if I would punch it or just laugh at its stupidity." he chuckled out at the sheer idea of it.

"No I would probably punch it, the real question is what you would do if there was a Cass golem?"

The sound of metal clanging together was the only thing inbetween the grunts that followed with intense thinking. "I haven't given it much thought yet." Leon said dryly, his eyebrows were still furrowed in thought over the possibilities of the topic. "I only got to read over the courses briefly, but I am interested in the Life hunter course and yes, if your going to do it just stop skirting around it and get it done, I whole heartedly agree." his words were greatly punctuated by the clang of solid mass against solid mass when the weights came to a full rest of its own job being done, arms falling to rest at the boxers sides.

It wasn't much, but keeping track of reps was much like breathing as he went from one position to the next and the weights began to move yet again. "Nope, too much time bickering with Jude i suppose." he said with disdain, the name of the cowled reaper practically jumping away from his mouth in repulsion. "Plus I didn't want to interrupt your time with Cass." he mentioned with a wry grin that spoke to lengths of what he meant before he gave the swordsman a pearly smile. "So, how's that goin' bub?" he had no shame in asking, as if guys who weren't working out together could be coy about talk of chicks. It was fairly common in the gym back when Leon Stone was alive, so why not here.

It wasn't surprising that the act of bonding came easy in the room as he shrugged at the question and continued with the reps left. "I was going to finish my last year of High school, and i am... was a professional boxer." he didn't mean for the words to be said so depressingly but it was awhile since he thought about such things, after a heavy grunt he continued on. "I got an offer too, right before a championship title match, either go out there, or come make a change here. You can guess what I chose." And he had to let out a scoff, it sounded like such a silly choice with how he said it.

He had to let out another sigh not long after the tanned male did and the reps came to a halt on his end, the machine still felt too light and the task of shifting weight values took precedence. "I'm just saying, if the Cass princess golem had smeared lipstick on, I would not be surprised." He also jested back to Marcus, sarcasm was heavy and easy, even to the brawny.

Her ears were burning and she didn't exactly know why, to be honest.

Have you been cleaning them?

<< You know that I have been>>

Properly?

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..... Ask someone about it?

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It was actually rather nice to have the headvoice talking more than he had been recently, if only to remind the mist hunter that he was alive in there, but it didn't mean she didn't look funny digging into one of her ears as it seemed she'd be the first female member to be joining up in their little..work-out party. She hadn't actually been expecting a 'party', it was simply a part of her routine she'd been trying to form since coming to the island. A routine that mostly had her flopping around going 'HOW DO I DO THIS', but still.

Cass loomed in the doorway, making a face and then leaning on the door frame, a very coy look on her face.

"I walked into this conversation at the wrong time." she noted, dropping her hand from her ear and placing it on her hip instead. "Should I come back after you boys are done making out with each other?" she added in a teasing tone. Well, at least two of the people in the room had muscles. Which was good, because she didn't and she knew fully well she was going to end up hurting herself.

I like him. Nicodemus noted about Leon to Cass.

"Oh, so you three are done then? Damn, I missed a show." she teased, stepping in pass the doorway and jokingly flexing her little flimsy arms. "Yeah yeah, I know. I think I'm the most likely to lose every arm wrestling match I ever tried out of everybody in this room right now." Which wasn't true, she'd won one against a five year old once. Albeit, that was when she was twelve so it didn't count.

"But I'm getting better! I haven't busted my nose up again!" She was quite proud of the fact she could do more than two push ups without taking herself out now. In fact, she probably had already forgotten being laughed at and called out on her failure. "Since you seem so well versed with the equipment, Leon, why don't you point me in the right direction to start with? I can't tackle any of the big stuff like you boys can." she put both of her hands on her hips and grinned up at him.

"I mean, I guess I could try it if you think it'd help. Should I?" Yeah, if she tried it, she'd tried it until she pulled a muscle with her attitude.

It was nice to see how quickly the engaged hunter Jeremy was warming up to him as Leon pretended to shoot him with imaginary guns in his pecs. "Yeah yeah, keep it in your pants then Jer." he laughed along with the sun hunter and threw his towel at the bloke's face. "You show those dead weights who's boss."

However Cass was always a fun addition to any outing. "Yeah Cass, you missed it." he joked casually and let out an appreciate whistle and tugged at his t-shirts collar. "It was pretty hot." somehow he was worried that Cass might take the joke for real. With how many times she hit her head doing a simple exercise, it really wouldn't be surprising. "Well, if you are asking for help, how can I not comply?" he said with a smirk at the mist hunter and her wiggling arms and put a 5 pound weight in her grasp.

"Do some arm curls with that to start off and let's see how it goes from there." and quickly turned around toward the tanned guy still pumping iron. "You might want to spot your girlie when you get some time." he grinned out and gave the guy a pat on the shoulder.

Marcus’s gaze shot the other way as Leon enquired about Cass. That was none of his business, and – “Fine.” He wasn’t going to tell you how he and her played tonsil hockey with her. He did glare at the princess golem comment. Said nothing, but he did glare. That would be just plain weird and not to mention nasty. That would be like cheating on Cass with... a sex doll or something.

Of course as Jeremy came in, Marcus just sighed as he finish. No Jordan, he wasn’t going to tell you either. “Yeah, It’s cool. Leon and I were just getting into it.” Now, this was all going great, fine even, until one huntress showed up. Cass. s**t. DOUBLE s**t. A glance was shot to Leon. Would he get mad at him for it? Would Jeremy? ******** if he pulled this off right… he might be able to totally flirt and score points with Cass.

….Step one…. Take off his shirt under the premise it was getting hot. Looking at Jeremy and Leon he gave them a look of ‘I am going to hit on her, plz 2 not b ruining it’. Now step two… stay close to Cass and try to impress her with your RIPPLING MUSCLES. Granted he didn’t have many but he hoped the few he had would impress Cass oh god this was stupid.

See if they won’t take off their shirts too.
No, this is just for-
See if Cass will take her top off!

“So you want to do some repetitions?” He smiled, coming up behind her. Lift like this, use your arm, not your shoulder.” Just watch him work out Cass, he is handsome and ripped. Be impressed. Cass.
Marcus had gone from actually working out to trying to hit on Cass. Very. Very. Openly.