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Post by Callum Montana Roderick on Apr 21, 2013 1:54:09 GMT
 Sometimes I get sort of hypnotized while I run, spending so long listening to my breaths panting from my nose and the slapping of my shoes against the track and the thudding of my heart in my chest. It's nice - nothing in my head, nothing to worry about, just adrenalin and a burn in my muscles and sweat on my brow. It's pure, you know?
I got sort of lazy the year after the treaty was signed, realized one day that I got winded going up two flights of stairs. Weak! Since then, I've kept up with exercising pretty well. In the war, y'know, exercise keeps up with you, what with the running and the shooting and the death-and-guts stuff. Being a civilian is hard.
My wand, tucked into a holster at my hip, started buzzing loudly until I slowed to a walk. Suddenly, I felt the full impact of the workout, my chest heaving and blood rushing in my ears. I'd kicked it up a notch this morning. I kept walking, using my wand to summon over my water bottle and a towel from my bag. I took a long drink from the water bottle, wiping at my face and neck with the towel.
Then a familiar face appeared on the other side of the track. Oh, little Redferne! I smirked and, just to be cute (I'm adorable), poured a good amount of the water over my head. I shot him a grin.
 Outfit: Clicky! Tagged: Toby-poo! Notes: ^___^Lyrics: If You Want Blood by AC/DCCredit: Chloe!
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Post by tobiasredferne on Apr 22, 2013 13:42:01 GMT
  Despite being able to do... well, pretty much everything with magic, Tobias really did enjoy going out for runs and stuff like that. It was mostly so that he could keep in shape and laugh at Cain in the future, who would undoubtedly have a excessively round waist and flabby thighs from sitting in a potions lab for long periods of time. Plus, when he went running, he could beat other less fit people and overtake them, which always brought him some kind of odd, childish glee. Yeah, running was awesome.
The drawbacks of running, though, included seeing unwanted, unfriendly and definitely unwelcome faces on the exact same track. Professor Roderick, in all his sweaty, annoying glory, was... walking along the track? Ha. So he wasn't even physically fit enough to run a couple of rounds without having to walk-- pathetic. And then he, for reasons which would forever remain unknown to the sane population of Northvale (surprisingly small, but it did exist!), poured his water over his head. Well, wasn't that just a waste of perfectly good water? Privately, Tobias rolled his eyes but continued running, deciding to ignore the weirdo. Whatever, he had better things to do in life than care about a crazy person.
 Outfit: Clicky! Tagged: Cal! Notes: Still a douchebag.Lyrics: This Is War by 30 Seconds To MarsCredit: Chloe!
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Post by Callum Montana Roderick on Apr 23, 2013 18:05:44 GMT
A lopsided grin on my face, I took another gulp of water before tossing that and my waterbottle aside. I turned off the timer on my wand and started up running again, kicking it up to a sprint just long enough to catch up with Tobias. As I fell into step beside him, I greeted him with a breathy, "Well if it isn't Mr. Redcoat. Sorry. Redneck, no Redskin. Red Robin. Redhead. Red Hot." I forgot what exactly I'd been trying to do as names spilled through my head, then caught myself getting carried away. I shook my head. "Tobias," I decided lightly.
He was sort of cute all rosy-cheeked from running. Maybe the endorphin would make him a little less grumpy than he usually was. I pushed my sunglasses up so they sat on my head and I could actually get a decent look at him. "I didn't take you for the running type. Shame we haven't run into each other out here yet. I'm usually out earlier, got a late start today."
Outfit: Clicky! Tagged: Toby-poo! Notes: ^___^Lyrics: If You Want Blood by AC/DCCredit: Chloe!
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Post by tobiasredferne on May 11, 2013 5:12:00 GMT
The idiot ran up to Tobias, making him roll his eyes but pick up his pace to keep away from the idiot. He wasn't the kind who talked when running, but... well, upon hearing the professor mangle his last name, Tobias couldn't actually take it anymore. "It's Redferne, professor," he told the moron. "And you don't get to call me Tobias," he added as an afterthought, before returning his attention to the track.
Then, of all things that the idiot professor could have done, he chose the most annoying thing ever-- to continue blathering on and running with him. Moron. Couldn't he tell when someone wanted to be left in peace? Surely there couldn't be an actual person in the world who was so blind. But he just rolled his eyes and reached into his pocket to grab his iPod, changing the music volume to what he mentally classified as "insanely high" and put in back in his pocket. At least this way he wouldn't have to listen to the idiotic blathering, and maybe he'd get a hint and leave.
Outfit: Clicky! Tagged: Cal! Notes: don't mind toby, he's a grumpy shit.Lyrics: This Is War by 30 Seconds To MarsCredit: Chloe!
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