Who; Sarah Vida & Peter Evans When: Late night. Where: Hyperion Gym Room What: Working out Status: Incomplete Rating: TBA
She needed to get out her room for a few hours. She truly and deeply loved Kristopher, but sometimes she just needed to get away from him, and everyone else, for a little while. She had remembered something being said about a gym room here in the Hyperion, so that was where she was currently headed. Tugging platinum hair up into a ponytail, she doublechecked to make sure she had her other knives on her body. She was going to practice with them for a little while before she did a few free handed hits without the knives.
Once she got in there, she set the two knives on either side of her. Her hands resting near the blades, she flipped them up into the air and caught them, spinning them in her hands as she lunged forward. Moving the other way, she closed her eyes and continued the little work out. She wasn't expecting, or really thinking, anyone would come into the room. Honestly, she had just wanted a few hours alone to work out some of her frustrations. Most of which she hadn't got the chance to take out on Spike.
Oh, that bastard was going to ge this. She was going to make very, very sure of that. He was going to pay for every little bit of pain that he had caused Veronica and everyone at the Hyperion. She'd dust him herself if she had to, because whether or not she lived through it, she didn't really care. He'd go down and if she went with him, so be it. She wasn't about to let anything happen to any of her other friends. Thankfully, Caryn was with Aubrey which meant she was utterly safe from monsters like Spike. Granted, Aubrey wasn't very far from being a monster either.
A slight growl left her lips and she flipped one of those knives up and tossed it into the wall, embedding it there and opened her eyes to stare at it after a moment or two. "Bastard." She hissed, meaning Spike. Not Aubrey since he was taking such good care of her cousin.