[action open/ backdated to before stabbings]
[Anyone who comes wandering into the athletic complex, towards the back corner, will see Faith.]
[She's not lying around, of course not! Instead she's doing chin-ups - and hell is she good at them or what? She's too used to exercising in prison, after all she's done it a thousand times back home.]
[It's like a mind-numbing routine. It helps distract her. There were a lot of things she needed to be distracted from anyway.]
[Pauses at that thought, and Faith sort of hangs from the bar for a little while. Bother?