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[no_nanomites]

[Ana sounds out of breath, and her voice is a mix of being exceptionally pissed off and full of despair. Intermittently, there is the sound of her punching/kicking the heavy bag in the gym. Also? It's totally after lunch, which is in direct violation of the rules Uhura set out.]

Fuck [punching sound] you [punching sound] Uhura [triple punch kick

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[christ_onabike]

...Hey, what the fuck are you blaming her for?

[Long pause]

Don't you have somewhere to be?

[no_nanomites]

None of your damn business.

And no I don't.

[christ_onabike]

Fairly sure you fucking well do.

[long pause]

Lemme re-phrase. Does Uhura know where you are?

[no_nanomites]

Aw, it's so cute you believe that.

I'm not hiding. It's fairly obvious where I am if you've got half a brain.

[Punch, punch, punch, kick.]

[lt_n_uhura]

[Without posting, she just walked down to the gym, obviously armed, and put her hands on her hips as she approached her inmate.]

Something to say, Ana?

[no_nanomites]

[Ana was still beating on that bag. Judging from the state of her hair and the sweat on her brow, she'd been doing it for a fair amount of time. She didn't even slow when Uhura approached her obviously armed.]

I don't suppose you happened to walk by my hallway today, did you, Uhura?

[The name was dragged out and spoken with complete and utter scorn.]

[lt_n_uhura]

Did I have reason to? [She folded her arms across her chest. She wasn't entirely certain what this was about, but that was mainly because she was too focused on keeping track of Ana to worry about the rest of the Barge.]

[no_nanomites]

James. [His name was met with a punch into the bag.] Is. [Another punch.] Gone. [A kick into the bag at that point, the movements less controlled and slightly wild; clearly her brain isn't focusing on it.]

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[no_nanomites]

I'm fine. [Her voice sounds less than fine; her normal lying abilities are a bit out of whack at the moment.]

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[no_nanomites]

No. I'm fine.