Fitness Time!

[getmesomewhisky]

Characters: Xanxus and Jinx [Closed]
Location: Fitness Center
Date: Present
Rating: PG-13 for language and destruction~

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Jinx has made it a habit to visit the fitness room every once in a while after seeing Mikaela, not to mention hearing others, down there. There is nothing sexier than a woman that knows how to kick his ass.

But, oh ho ho? Today there happens to be someone of the male persuasion. Not that Jinx really minds, since it's his man friend, Xanxux.

Jinx watches from the door, shining his pistol on his top the whole while.

"That's a mighty fine piece a' weaponry ya' got there."

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Xanxus has no idea what Jinx said just now, but he immediately recognizes the voice and turns to look at the other man. Since Xanxus has been distracted, Bester is distracted as well, also stopping to look in Jinx's direction, his head moving perfectly in sync with his master's. Bester even has the same dull look in his eyes as Xanxus.

And now it's texting time. Joy.

Admiring my liger?

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Oh, wait a minute. That thing isn't a weapon, it's an animal. A very scary devilish looking creature at that. Jinx is ready to wet himself, though Xanxus seems to have a good handle on that thing.

Maybe.

He pulls out that communicator, hands shaking a bit less than they would be if he didn't have a weapon. Liger, what? That sounds dirty, man.

If that's what you call it

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What else would I call it?

Xanxus glances back at Bester, giving him a stern look. The liger gets the message and goes back to destroying the training dummies.