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Jason Retters ([info]jasonretters) wrote in [info]rrinitiative,
@ 2012-10-12 23:10:00
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Stress Relief for the Incarcerated Soul
Characters: Jason and Reggie
Setting: Gym, after this thread.



Jason didn't exactly have anything specific in mind when he drug Reggie into the gym beyond getting the other man out of the courtyard and away from other people. Once they got there however, he didn't drop the other man's arm, but instead lead him to the back of the gym, back to the punching bags. He knew that the bags were how he preferred to relieved stress, but he wasn't sure if it would work for Reggie. He was... different. And the circumstances where different; this wasn't a stressful day on the job. This was... This was some messed up shit, and punishments and things they shouldn't have had to do. He didn't know if there was anything that could be done to relieve that stress.

Once they were close to the bags, he came to a stop, finally turning around to watch Reggie. He crossed his arms across his chest, not to look threatening, but more because he didn't know what else to do with himself. "So..." Jason glanced over to the bag then back at Reggie. "Pick a target." He gestured first to the bag then to himself. If letting Reggie take a few swings at him would work better than Reggie working over a bag, then he could deal with that. He knew Reggie wouldn't hurt him, so he was willing to give him that if that was what would help.


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