Regin was ready for the rowing machine the second time. She dove sideways, letting the hulk of metal careen straight into one of the mirrored walls like so much scrap. And because it was kind of funny she didn't avoid Bobby's fist, letting his punch land against her cheekbone. "You really should stick with throwing things. Now if you'll excuse me, I was going to--"
"SHUT UP!" Bobby didn't want to hear it. Which was unfortunate for both of them, because Regin was going to happily let him just off Adalina and be done with it, but he didn't know that. He thought she was going to bitch at him some more, and he'd already transferred a magnetic surge into the blonde.
"Alright, alright..." Hands up in faux-defeat, Regin backed up. Shattered bits of metal clattered after her and she frowned. Was he still attacking her? Bobby's grin was sadistic which said yes. When she stopped, they kept moving. Slowly. Bobby had focused on pulling other objects towards him, which meant...
"Oh. You. Fucker."
A high pitched giggle escaped the gang member, and Regin scowled. Then gut-punched him, her teeth gritting with the effort she put into it. Then she had other things to focus on with half of the fucking gym coming after her.