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12/27/2015 6:11:00 PM
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Roger is training in the gym on the Avalon.
[spoiler]Open if you're back on the ship.[/spoiler]
English
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"Very damn true."
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"So, what brings you to the gym?"
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"Hot, sweaty men"
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"Well, I'm definitely sweaty." Roger says with a half smile.
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"Thats nice."
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"I don't know about hot though."
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"It's definitely hot"
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"Well, thanks." He says as he goes to 1150.
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"Do you ever stop?"
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"I just started a little while ago."
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"How many do you plan to do?"
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"30 more as usual. 300 total."
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"Okay then"
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Roger finishes and gets up. "So, what do you do?"
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"Heal people, read minds, drink shots, turn into a wolf cub, and -blam!-."
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"Heh, well the wolf cub and healing are definitely useful. The others are...interesting."
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"Indeed"
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"Well it's nice to meet you Cyra." Roger extends his hands, his muscles rippling with every move.
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[spoiler]you know how to pull cyra's strings...[/spoiler] [b]She shake his hand again and flicks her hair back, trying to make herself more appealing[/b]
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[spoiler]Lucky guess...[/spoiler] Roger smiles and walks over to a locker.
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[b]She stares at him, trying to be descreet, but failing[/b]
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"You really are awful at being discreet."
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"Hm?"
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"You're staring at me and your face is red enough to pass as a tomato."
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"Oh..."
