Who: Cal & Open Where: The Gym When: Afternoon Warnings: Should be none, depends on who comes in Cal was bored, he’d gotten put on front desk duty that afternoon because he didn’t have any appointments, of course that meant that he could still work out himself as long as he kept an eye on the door so he could check people in when they showed up. Just at that moment he had his hair pulled back into a tight tail, glad that he could get away with it here, he’d worked places before that were really uptight about hair. He was working through a simple kata, slowing it down into something more resembling tai chi than karate, all dynamic tension and stretching, even movements.
He was wearing his regulation gym shirt and a pair of yoga pants, barefoot on the folding mat, looking somehow angular and dangerous, it was something he was good at, really, without even trying.