It was very early on Saturday morning, so hopefully there wouldn't be anybody else around in the gym. She needed to work out some frustration, preferably without being recognized by more people she had never seen before in her life
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Aeryn still has people to see and things she actually has to do, but first she wants to beat on something so she can just get that out of the way. She heads into the gym, giving the other girl a nod of acknowledgement, and then heading straight for the punching bag.
Landing on her feet again, Buffy stopped to give the unknown girl a cautious look, before nodding back. She didn't look like she was about to start talking about 'Sunnydale', 'sisters' or 'doubles'... In fact she looked more like she wanted to beat things. Buffy could related, so she said, "Good morning."
It takes Aeryn all of a second to recognize the name. Given that Angel just left yesterday, she's really trying to tell herself that it has to be a coincidence. Then again, it's Fandom. "Aeryn," she introduces herself. "Where are you from?"
Not the same place, exactly, she knows that much, so she would be willing to pass it off as coincidence. Except she's stuck on that last part. "Um. Cheerleader?"
"Yeah, like..." Buffy posed in the traditional Cheerleader pose and went, "Ready? Okay! Go Fandom High Sports team of some kind! Yay! Go!" She smiled sheepishly and stopped waving her arms about and jumping up and down. "Like that? Cheerleader."
Buffy looked stricken. "What kind of freaky school doesn't have cheerleaders? Next you'll tell me there's no SATs! ...Which wouldn't be so bad, now that I think about it. But how can there be no cheering? School spirit! Gymnastic! Tiny skirts! School spirit!"
Aeryn frowns at her, and congratulations, she is completely confused. "I have no idea what an SAT is," she says. "There's the occasional fight, and sometimes there is cheering."
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And whack on the bag again.
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