[OOM: The Gym]

[mnt_raph]

*The first door on the left as you leave Milliways and head down the Staff Hallway leads to a gym.
The room contains a collection of various and sundry pieces of sporting and exercise equipment. Weighted bags hang from the ceiling, one wall is lined with mirror, while the floors are covered in a layer of mat.

At one point in time this room was the home of a punished ex turtle.

The more things change, the more they stay the same.
Raph is currently jumping rope.*

Comments

[slayer_fray]

"How," she asks, looking right at him, "is this right?"

[mnt_raph]

Everyone's breathin', an' I'm outta their way.

[slayer_fray]

She shakes her head, thinking of Erin.

"S'not right. They need you."

[mnt_raph]

no. they don't.

'M sorry I hit you. Wasn't right. You're just tryin't do do right by him.

[slayer_fray]

"Family, right? They need you," she repeats.

"S'OK. I was askin' for it." Which is, of course, true.

[mnt_raph]

*He totally skips that first part.*

Bet I didn't even leave a bruise, did I?

[slayer_fray]

She prods the area probingly.

"Will it make you feel any better if I say yes?"

[mnt_raph]

Nah, 'specially since I tagged you first. Don't usually swing at the first pitch, you know?

[slayer_fray]

"Huh, I usually do. Ends things quicker."

[mnt_raph]

I like to see what I'm up against. Plus it rattles their cage.

[slayer_fray]

"Depends on the situation. If they're not expectin' it, one shot's all y'need."

[mnt_raph]

*Raph shrugs.*

Guess that's the advantage o'being a freak. No one ever expects you.

[slayer_fray]

Mel shrugs.

Then she walks over to the door where he's standing, dropping the key and picking up her weapon, going to leave with him

"So how 'bout them Yanks?"