Fandom Fight Club -- Atlas Gym -- Sunday Evening
"I hope that you all aren't hungover or overtired from the dating event last night," Ghanima began cheerfully once everyone had assembled. "Because we're going to work you today."
Tyler glanced at her lazily. Was three-minute dates that big a deal with this crowd? The things he missed being all monogamous. He scratched his chin before speaking. "Right," he said. "And ... you with you, you with you, you with you ... Ghanima, other three?"
"You, with her. You two. And you and you," she continued, pointing people out. "Now go to it."
A lazy smile spread across Tyler's face, and he made a shoo'ing gesture before going off to find his own match.
[OOC: Internets, never leave me again! *clings* OCD coming up!]
Tyler glanced at her lazily. Was three-minute dates that big a deal with this crowd? The things he missed being all monogamous. He scratched his chin before speaking. "Right," he said. "And ... you with you, you with you, you with you ... Ghanima, other three?"
"You, with her. You two. And you and you," she continued, pointing people out. "Now go to it."
A lazy smile spread across Tyler's face, and he made a shoo'ing gesture before going off to find his own match.
[OOC: Internets, never leave me again! *clings* OCD coming up!]