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Post by Diane Martin II on Dec 12, 2011 17:08:23 GMT
Diane was sitting on the bench she always did while at the fitness center, lifting weights. She hadn't seen Chris for some time now, which started to bug her. Where has he been? she always asked herself when he looked over to his usual spot. She sighed and began to get back to work on lifting weights.
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Post by Chris Ramirez on Dec 12, 2011 18:10:41 GMT
Chris paused at the door to the fitness center. His life had changed a lot...but Master Eubulon had granted him a second chance...and it was a debt he could not repay. His fate was tied to that of the Ventaran Riders now. Wakana's words about Diane echo'd in his mind...and he wasn't quite sure he could make good on that. But...he would try.
Taking a deep breath of air, which he appreciated immensely, he took one last look at his ACU pants, combat boots, and black muscle shirt with his dog tags tucked underneath....then he opened the door, and walked inside.
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Post by Diane Martin II on Dec 12, 2011 18:12:36 GMT
Diane kept lifting weights, not looking up when she heard the door open, nor when the opener of the door walked in.
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Post by Chris Ramirez on Dec 12, 2011 18:13:57 GMT
Chris nodded to those behind the counter before walking back over to the pull-up bar...and he began to do some pull-ups with ease.
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Post by Diane Martin II on Dec 12, 2011 18:20:57 GMT
It wasn't until she heard the rattling of the pull up bar that she finally looked up... and was amazed at what she saw. It was Chris... But there was something different about him.
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Post by Chris Ramirez on Dec 12, 2011 18:24:40 GMT
Chris hopped off of the bar with ease, and walked over to the next piece, curling his legs around the bar, and doing reverse sit-ups, again, with ease.
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Post by Diane Martin II on Dec 12, 2011 18:27:25 GMT
She figured it out what it was. He was working at his fullest potential. Did his asthma get cured? Nevertheless, she smiled at the man as she watched him work out.
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Post by Chris Ramirez on Dec 12, 2011 18:30:01 GMT
Chris got off of that machine, and turned around, looking over at Diane, catching her looking at him. A smile came to his face. "Hey, Diane." he gave, in his softspoken drawl, which didn't sound labored or inhibited.
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Post by Diane Martin II on Dec 12, 2011 18:31:17 GMT
"Hey," Diane said with a big smile.
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Post by Chris Ramirez on Dec 12, 2011 18:38:24 GMT
"Been a while." Chris said simply, looking at her, noting how cute she was when she smiled.
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Post by Diane Martin II on Dec 12, 2011 20:02:53 GMT
"It has... Where'd you go?" she asked him.
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Post by Chris Ramirez on Dec 12, 2011 20:11:25 GMT
"It's a long story...I had to go abroad, for something. If you really want to know, we can talk at a place of your choice." Chris said, he'd tell her his secret...because he felt she could be trusted. But this wasn't the place.
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Post by Diane Martin II on Dec 12, 2011 21:59:18 GMT
Diane blushed. "O-Okay..." she said.
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Post by Chris Ramirez on Dec 13, 2011 5:53:05 GMT
"It's alright, don't worry about it." Chris said, reassuringly...then laid down on the bench. "Spot me, please." he asked, adding weights to it.
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Post by Diane Martin II on Dec 13, 2011 5:58:56 GMT
"O-Of course!" Diane said, keeping an eye on Chris.
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