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Man, she was looking forward to practicing her fighting skills, since she was pretty bad a** with her hammer. Hopefully, there will be an available dummy or chosen that would be more than happy to let her pound their faces in [gently of course]. But first, she needed to find a training bra and shorts that weren't so....Mismatched? Even if she was going to be the only one to really care about how her workout attire looked, Mercy still wanted to make sure she looked nice.

Even if she was going to be sweaty and icky later [nothing compared to the dirtiness of the Bayou, though...Ugh god.] so it wouldn't matter. Having decided on a red bra and some black basketball shorts, Mercy put on her shoes and jogged her way towards sparring area, squinting when she saw the familiar head of black hair that belonged to Caleb. Well! She could ask him if he'd be down for a spar or two. She cupped her hands over her mouth, "Caleb! Spar?!"

Mercy couldn't help herself.

She laughed loudly, trying to keep her mouth covered even if it was too late, while she walked up to him. "Nah...I wanted to spar~ Hand to hand for a bit?" She wasn't much of a hand to hand fighter, but practice makes perfect right? "I'm good with my hammer, but I need to improve my fisticuffs y'know?~" Caleb was a mercenary, so he would make a good, if challenging opponent.