Stress Relief {Romeo}

[Jez Steele]

She peaked into the training room to make sure that no one was there.... yep, all clear. Jez walked in with her speakers and bo staff. She set the staff against the wall as she set her speakers down and turned on her music. Most of the music she played when she was working out was Disturbed, uncensored of course, or Metallica, again, uncensored. Jez picked up her bo staff and twirled it a few times as she walked towards the center of the room. She never liked wearing shoes when she was with her bo staff, it was specially made for her, thicker than most staffs and made of wood. She had already carved a few symbols on it in her spare time but otherwise it remained untouched. Jez pulled her hair back in a high pony tail and got to work.

She was sweating slightly after about five minutes with her staff, she slammed it onto the ground on point and pushed herself up and over in a flip, her sensei had told her not to once upon a time but she still didn't listen to him. Most staff's wouldn't hold her weight but hers did, she had made sure of that even though it had cost her an arm and a leg. None of the men in her family knew that she had it........ or had taken Chun Kuk Do. But that didn't matter, she had wanted something all her own, not from her da or brothers. Jez was so caught up in the music and staff in her hand that she wouldn't have noticed if anyone walked in or not.

[Romeo Buckland]

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The training room wasn’t originally part of Romeo’s community service area. Sure it was, to an extent, still on the same building as the gym (or at least a big chunk of it), there was a walkway that served as a distinct division between the two wings. Unfortunately for the Irish boy, someone had filed another behavioural report against him (he would track down who, but he’s been making hell out of the lives of quite the handful so going through one by one would be a very futile task; not to mention there’s almost no chance of the rats admitting to their act anyway) and thus it’s been decided that such will be part of his jurisdiction, at least for a week.

He’s been doing it for three days now and he’s really thinking about reconsidering the whole ‘hunt down the mole’ option. That rat should be made accountable for the punishment he’s getting, the teen thought.

Romeo himself was wearing headphones while cleaning (he ‘borrowed’ the iPod from Brian; taste of music was rather disgusting – ‘Justin Bieber? One Direction? And who the fuck is Cody Simpson? If I didn’t know you like it up the ass, I’d be so surprised by now’ – but beggars can’t be choosers) so he didn’t really notice Jez enter nor hear her music. Until he finished the room adjacent to hers and dragged his mop and bucket across the hall anyway.

Normally he’d turn on his intimidating cranky self and yell at the people who just come barging in in the middle of his cleaning, but surprisingly (or unsurprisingly) enough, Romeo just stood by the doorway, arms crossed and haughty smirk on his face. He had to admit, those moves were impressive. He just hoped those moves translated well in bed too.

“Impressive,” he grinned, clapping his hands slowly, “And here I was thinking only Asians can be ninjas. You don’t have Asian blood in you, don’t you?” He sent a little wink towards Jez and added, “Miss me?”

[Jez Steele]

Jez spun around, her staff falling to the floor in her surprise. She stared at Romeo for a moment before relaxing and going over to turn her music off. "No, I'm French on my mother's side and Scottish on my father's side."

As Jez walked towards him, a slight swing in her step she picked up her staff with a teasing smile she leaned against it, "What makes you think I missed you? I'm not sure many girls miss you."

Because of the grin on her face she hoped that it was obvious she was teasing and out right flirting with him.