Day 62, evening; Gym; Attn: Enid, Traan, Tim, Ridley [F]
Written by Cajun, Light, and Flubb
Tim got to the gym early with the intention of getting things ready for their hand to hand training. As he worked, he ran various plans through his head that should help each member of his team. Of course he needed to keep his body in check when dealing with his lover because further outing would be a bad thing. Tim couldn't help smile when he thought of Ridley and just how lucky he truly was. The other man was brilliant, sexy and wonderful. Shaking off those thoughts because they were leading in towards trouble, he continued to ready the room.
Ridley headed for the gym, having caught up with his people and gotten reports and other paperwork done. While he was curious to see how his team would do, he was also nervous. He'd never been much of a brawler and he just knew he was going to utterly embarrass himself. Not to mention he needed to be careful that he didn't give away his relationship with Tim while around Dr. Patel.
Tim, satisfied that the room was as good as it was going to get, started stretching out to get himself more limber. He knew that someone had entered the room but figured it was one of him team so he continued his warm up. He really didn't want to get injured before they even got started and he hoped it wasn't a bad choice to go without his cup.
Ridley paused in the doorway to the gym, admiring the way Tim's body flexed as he stretched. He really wanted to forget about hand-to-hand and do some other body parts to other body parts instead. "Oh, mwana, you are a cruel man," Ridley said quietly as he entered the gym.
Tim paused in his routine to acknowledge the person and was pleasantly surprised to see that it was Ridley. "Hi," he said with a smile. "I'm glad you got here first because I wanted to think of some mutual way that we don't get outed. I mean Traan knows but Patel has no clue."
"Ai, and I'm not sure she'd take it casually, either," Ridley answered, heading for the bench as he slipped off his jacket. His ankle still felt a little soft, but he was glad to be off the crutches. "Maybe we shouldn't be sparring with each other?"
Tim frowned at both the Patel issue and the sparring question. However there was nothing to be done about the Patel one other than to hide it. As for the sparring, he didn't trust anyone else and he didn't want them to cause team problems. "I'll be gentle," he answered, "or as gentle as I can be but I don't trust anyone else with you."
Ridley grinned. "Really, you think Doctor Patel would flatten me?" he asked in a teasing tone.
Traan walked in to the gym and saw the two men there. Giving them a nod he said, "I am looking forward to the training."
Tim was saved from having to answer Ridley by the arrival of Traan. He didn't think Patel would intentionally hurt his lover but accidents happened all the time. "Hello, Traan, and we should have some fun with this."
Ridley busied himself wrapping his ankle, just to be extra careful. "So, are we doing hand-to-hand today or are we trying out the Athosian fighting sticks or what?"
Tim watched as Ridley wrapped his ankle and made a note to be extra careful with the other man. "Today we'll start with hand to hand," he replied with a smile, "fighting in close."
Ridley swallowed hard at the thought of that, not knowing if he could fight Tim in close without getting aroused by the feel of the other man against him, his scent, his heat. He tried to compose his face. Not that Traan didn't already know all about them, but he needed to be more neutral whenever Patel showed up, which could be any second now.
Tim got to the gym early with the intention of getting things ready for their hand to hand training. As he worked, he ran various plans through his head that should help each member of his team. Of course he needed to keep his body in check when dealing with his lover because further outing would be a bad thing. Tim couldn't help smile when he thought of Ridley and just how lucky he truly was. The other man was brilliant, sexy and wonderful. Shaking off those thoughts because they were leading in towards trouble, he continued to ready the room.
Ridley headed for the gym, having caught up with his people and gotten reports and other paperwork done. While he was curious to see how his team would do, he was also nervous. He'd never been much of a brawler and he just knew he was going to utterly embarrass himself. Not to mention he needed to be careful that he didn't give away his relationship with Tim while around Dr. Patel.
Tim, satisfied that the room was as good as it was going to get, started stretching out to get himself more limber. He knew that someone had entered the room but figured it was one of him team so he continued his warm up. He really didn't want to get injured before they even got started and he hoped it wasn't a bad choice to go without his cup.
Ridley paused in the doorway to the gym, admiring the way Tim's body flexed as he stretched. He really wanted to forget about hand-to-hand and do some other body parts to other body parts instead. "Oh, mwana, you are a cruel man," Ridley said quietly as he entered the gym.
Tim paused in his routine to acknowledge the person and was pleasantly surprised to see that it was Ridley. "Hi," he said with a smile. "I'm glad you got here first because I wanted to think of some mutual way that we don't get outed. I mean Traan knows but Patel has no clue."
"Ai, and I'm not sure she'd take it casually, either," Ridley answered, heading for the bench as he slipped off his jacket. His ankle still felt a little soft, but he was glad to be off the crutches. "Maybe we shouldn't be sparring with each other?"
Tim frowned at both the Patel issue and the sparring question. However there was nothing to be done about the Patel one other than to hide it. As for the sparring, he didn't trust anyone else and he didn't want them to cause team problems. "I'll be gentle," he answered, "or as gentle as I can be but I don't trust anyone else with you."
Ridley grinned. "Really, you think Doctor Patel would flatten me?" he asked in a teasing tone.
Traan walked in to the gym and saw the two men there. Giving them a nod he said, "I am looking forward to the training."
Tim was saved from having to answer Ridley by the arrival of Traan. He didn't think Patel would intentionally hurt his lover but accidents happened all the time. "Hello, Traan, and we should have some fun with this."
Ridley busied himself wrapping his ankle, just to be extra careful. "So, are we doing hand-to-hand today or are we trying out the Athosian fighting sticks or what?"
Tim watched as Ridley wrapped his ankle and made a note to be extra careful with the other man. "Today we'll start with hand to hand," he replied with a smile, "fighting in close."
Ridley swallowed hard at the thought of that, not knowing if he could fight Tim in close without getting aroused by the feel of the other man against him, his scent, his heat. He tried to compose his face. Not that Traan didn't already know all about them, but he needed to be more neutral whenever Patel showed up, which could be any second now.