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Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Rest.

Oh sure, Raph could be working out back in Tortall. It's not like there isn't any number of errands, tasks, or chores that he could do that wouldn't result in the exact same amount of exertion. It's just that here in Milliways? He can take a scaldingly hot shower afterwards. The draw of a place with a nigh unlimited amount of hot water is a powerful draw indeed.

He takes advantage of the rest period to shift his position on the work out bench and adjusting his grip on the bar resting on the pins above his chest.
Only four more sets at this weight, and he's done.

Date: 2010-01-07 02:11 am (UTC)
try_corsets: (I know something you don't know)
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Elizabeth is briefly distracted by the towel rubbing. Does he think the extra stimulation will help restore what's been lost?

"Is that so."

She presses her lips together into a thin line. Mike's opinion of her supposed trustworthiness and Raph's dislike of pirates isn't enough.

After all, she's a pirate herself.

He needs a reason to do this for her. Only then will she feel comfortable allowing him on her ship.

"You must not think very much of what Captain Sparrow's done to your brother," she remarks, lowering her voice to just above a whisper as she steps closer.

Date: 2010-01-07 02:26 am (UTC)
try_corsets: (Suspicious)
From: [personal profile] try_corsets
Encouraging, though she has no idea what a BFF is.

"If I were you," she continues, watching his face closely and then starting to circle around the bench, "I'd want to hurt him back."

Now it's like she's the devil on his shoulder, whispering in his ear.

"Make him pay."

Date: 2010-01-07 02:44 am (UTC)
try_corsets: (Rum is best up against the mast)
From: [personal profile] try_corsets
She stops just behind him, and waits.





"What if I was to say I already had?"

Date: 2010-01-07 02:52 am (UTC)
try_corsets: (I'm not sorry I drank all the rum)
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Elizabeth smiles a little to herself.

"It was me who chained him to the mast-"

She pulls back, then looks up at him from behind his other shoulder.

"-and left him for the kraken."

Date: 2010-01-07 03:07 am (UTC)
try_corsets: (How to handle a sword)
From: [personal profile] try_corsets
Would a pirate lie?

Elizabeth wisely refrains from posing that question aloud.

"Oh, but I did."

She circles back around, eyes finding and holding his.

"I sent Jack to the Locker."

And helped retrieve him, but that's hardly the relevant point.

Date: 2010-01-07 03:38 am (UTC)
try_corsets: (You amuse the pirate)
From: [personal profile] try_corsets
"I did what was necessary."

Elizabeth holds her breath, waiting to see if her gamble pays off... and it does.

Amusement softens her expression.

"So the way I see it, you owe me a favor."

Date: 2010-01-07 03:49 am (UTC)
try_corsets: (Thank you)
From: [personal profile] try_corsets
It wasn't a matter of Jack making her angry. It was a matter of survival.

"No, he didn't. We rescued him."

She blinks, face maddeningly blank.

"Then we have an accord?"

Date: 2010-01-07 04:10 am (UTC)
try_corsets: (Captain)
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"Good."

Excited anticipation flashes in her eyes.

"Either I or Mr. Gibbs will deliver what you need in a few days." A small smile. "And I will leave you to your... heavy lifting and offensive noise."

Date: 2010-01-07 04:18 am (UTC)
try_corsets: (Over the shoulder)
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Already on her way out the door, Elizabeth stops and glances at him over her shoulder.

"I think I will."

Beat.

"I'll enjoy proving it to you at the baby shower."

And she's gone.

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