Jo Wayland - Tiny (tinypowerhouse) wrote in commandhq, @ 2018-05-16 14:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | ~darcy maddox |
Who: Jo & Open
When: Wednesday evening
Where: Gym
Rating: Language (at least)
The assignment had been a nice distraction, but that had been weeks prior. Then it seemed like every week something was breaking or someone was freaking out. Training helped keep her busy, but eventually she'd have to deal with things. She was hanging upside down on the straight bar, a belt with as many weights as the straps would hold hanging off her. It wasn't even a challenge. The weights were stacked flat and resting on them like a table was a bottle of liquor, well one on each... one was empty. She carefully sat up, pulling the weights with her and slowly lowered herself like Bear had taught her.
Fuck, Bear. "Fuck." She reached for the bottle and took a pull. Jo was trying to forget those who left, but everything in the god damn place reminded her of Bear, 'Miah or her fucking sister. Her nose wrinkled at the clear alcohol, it was strong and did not taste the best straight. Sam's stuff was so much... "Fuck." She took another pull, coughing slightly as drinking upside down was not a skill she'd completely mastered.
As she put the cap back on the bottle Jo noticed she wasn't alone anymore. "What?" She snapped, sort of jutting out her chest in a challenge, which just sort of caused her to swing slightly as she hung from the bar. Thankfully all the time she'd been hanging upside down her body had been working it's magic, adjusting the force of her heart and the flow of her blood to keep it from pooling in her brain and keeping her from getting a head rush most people would get after hanging upside down for so long. Thankfully this wasn't a conscious choice because with the bottle of rum she'd finished and the vodka she was working on, her healing had yet to catch up and she was still very drunk.