Avery Jones (sanandum) wrote in commandhq, @ 2018-03-05 10:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | avery jones, lucas frost, p: mena |
Who: Avery Jones & Lucas Frost
What: Laser Tag.
When: March 5th, mid-morning
Where: Hologym
Rating: PG-13?
Lucas wanted to do a hologym session with her. Avery thought that her week couldn’t get any worse - finding out that their newest team member was a murderous ex-handler super with pheromone manipulation and god knew what else wasn’t bad enough? No, now she had to go and get sweaty and disgusting in the Hologym with her handler who never knew when to take his foot off the gas.
Avery hated training on the best of days. She did it because she had to, and because if she didn’t she’d find Lucas staring at her with that angry doe-eye look of his while she ran on the treadmill until her legs gave out. Being the sole focus of Lucas’ attention was often intimidating anyway because of just how intense he was as a person. Being the sole focus of his attention when he was mad at you was a whole other thing that she really wanted to avoid as much as was humanly possible.
So here she was, in the hologym, hair pushed behind her ears, a look of absolute apprehension on her face as bounced on her toes. She’d dressed appropriately - for once - in an actual work-out outfit - leggings and a loose vest-top, but the large oversized hoodie that she had on (which was Theo’s, but he was never having it back) covered her from shoulders almost to her knees. The air conditioning was on in the hologym and she wasn’t about to expose herself to that until it was strictly necessary.
“If this involves climbing of any capacity,” she said as she heard the door open, turning her head to look at Lucas as he entered, “I quit now.”