Feel the beat! [Sawyer]

[Lucas Blacke]

Lucas, after a good while of doing anything to train his ability or his body, decided to combine his greatest passion with training. He'd set up a dummy in the same room, or same area, he met Axelle in, and take some kind of speaker with him he could blast music out of. The only question that remained, could that be done? Were those rooms soundproof? And even if they were, he knew he wasn't the only one there, so could it happen that someone mentally messed with him through the walls or something?

The boy shrugged and grabbed his phone and a small sound system for it (working paid off, he could afford things now) and took his dummy to one of the rooms to train in. He got a distant nod from one of the people already in there and set up his dummy in the middle of a ring so he could bounce around and play a little, mix things up if he needed to.

He took his phone and put it down just outside the ring but placed it so he could hear clearly as he navigated to the songs on his phone. He flipped through multiple albums before finally deciding on a good song to start with.

He set it up, pushed start and slowly walked over to the training dummy as the song went through the intro. He sized up the dummy and placed his fist against it. ''Alright, let's see if this works.'' He sighed inwardly as he quickly stretched his arms behind his back. He decided to lose his shirt real quick, it didn't need to weigh him down. That and he needed to have more freedom of movement as what he was going to do, while not involving real required foot movement, was going to send him around the dummy involuntarily.

As the first notes of the song involving drums began he threw a single punch with an open palm, grasping one of the three beams with force in tandem with the beat of the drums. After only a few seconds he began breathing a bit heavier; this was both the result of not training nearly enough and the training being harder than it looked.

Luke was glad this was a relatively slow song, but he knew that when he was done with this one he would kick it up a notch. Though maybe he'd find something slower first..

Or heck, maybe he'd find someone to train with! Who could say for sure?

He hit the dummy some more as the song hit the chorus. The first verse was easy, but as with most songs In Flames their verses were a bit more upbeat. He found himself moving his mouth with the words as his fists moved around the arms of the dummy at an increased rate. He suffered fully through the first chorus and quickly sat down in the corner of the ring after that.

He didn't turn off the music and instead leaned back against the corner pole of the ring. ''Holy shit.'' He whispered with a sigh.

[Sawyer Lynn]

Summer was almost over and Sawyer had been trying to cramp in as much activity as possible before she had to face the music. So to speak.

Swimming, indoor gym...just being active so she didn't really atrophy the muscles her gymnastics background gave her. Although if she were let into another gym, she would probably be a lot slower than the other girls because wow had her body grown.

But the fact remained, she needed to move.

She had gone around the school compound twice before she thought to go to the training rooms. She largely avoided them mostly because she didn't have anything to train. Her ability was a part of her that was already there to begin with. But the training rooms seemed to be equipped with a lot more apparatus than she had actually imagined.

At least she's finding out about it now, she thought to herself. And good timing too, when she heard something very loud and music-y coming from one of the rooms. Wiping her forehead and neck of the sweat she had accumulated from her running, Sawyer stepped into the room and found a dude beating a dummy up pretty viciously.

"Great song choice. Puts you in the mood to slay things."

[Lucas Blacke]

As the song declined into a small pause he could hear someone entering and moving over to where he was located. He turned down the volume slightly as he noticed a girl moving into his area and mentioned that it was a good song choice. Luke chuckled.

''Of course it's a good song choice, hun.'' He retorted in between slight breaths as sweat began running down his chest. Why was he this out of shape? ''I picked it out.'' And of course it put him in a mood to slay things. He needed to think aggressive, but his music wasn't picked out because it did that. He just liked listening to it.

He got up from his seat and turned off the music, jumping down the small flight of stair to get in and out of the ring with. He walked over to the girl who had 'intruded' his space and looked her over. Why was this school full of hot people? Why did he continue to find people hot even though he had a girlfriend?

''I bet she's not saving herself.''
Luke instantly slapped himself mentally and quickly turned around to go back to the dummy with a new found source of energy; frustration.

He picked up his phone and navigated to what he knew would surely tire him out but neglected to hit play just yet, and instead just looked at the girl and slightly eyed his own bare chest and his dummy. Déjà vu.

He hit the wooden dummy a few times and looked over his shoulder at the girl as he tried to picture Karalie.
ugh.

''Why are you so hot?''
He slammed his head against the dummy.
''Why are you sweating?''

[Sawyer Lynn]

Crossing her arms over her chest, she leaned against the doorframe and smirked at the boy's response. Cocky. She liked it. When he started talking to himself and slamming his head on the dummy, Sawyer narrowed her eyes before raising an eyebrow.

"Uh...you okay there buddy? The heat getting to you is it?" She asked with a chuckle before sauntering into the room. She placed a couple of meaningless hits on the dummy as she moved around. "You work out often?" She asked, shamelessly showing her appreciation for what little she could see of his figure.

[Lucas Blacke]

Luke scratched the back of his head and smiled, offering the girl a helping of ''I'm fine.'' and was only barely able to stop himself from saying she was too. He slapped the thoughts about the girl out of his head and focused on his fists as he went to get some bandages to wrap them in. He jumped out of the ring and left the girl behind, showing her his sweaty back (girls disliked sweat, right?) as he heard a few punches landing on the dummy.

The boy couldn't really help himself from smiling at that point as he finally found some bandages and wrapped them around his hands as shown to him in the past. He was an expert in doing so, even if he only really done it twice including now, the martial art he practiced didn't really require padding for his hands as it was a relatively powerless art.

But now, he was going to mix things up a bit. ''Not often enough, dollface.'' He replied as the girl asked if he worked out often. He stepped back in the ring and placed his bandaged and closed fist against one of the arms of the dummy. ''Might wanna step back if ya feel like sticking around.'' Which he didn't mind, oh he didn't mind it so damn hard. Some small part of him wanted to skip the dummy and poke her in the boob or something, and old Luke would have simply done so.

He withdrew his fist and slammed it against the arm of the dummy, hurting his own hand in the process, grabbing it and turning around in a hunch. ''God.. Frick.. Sonuva..''

[Sawyer Lynn]

"That you are." Sawyer chuckled in response. It wasn't like she wasn't known around campus as a flirt now, despite starting out as a prankster who wouldn't know someone liked her even if they sat on her face.

Being called dollface did make her raise an eyebrow though. It wasn't a big deal really but hearing it out loud and it being directed at her felt odd.

"Dollface? Did I step into a twenties tv show or something?" She asked with a small smirk.

When he hurt himself, Sawyer snorted and shook her head in amusement. "You okay there, slugger?" She asked with a chuckle.

[Lucas Blacke]

It didn't hurt all that much but Luke decided to act like it anyway, to justify acting the way he knew he would. To be able to let some aggression out without having to feel bad, he took up being angry for no real reason other than it'd fit him hurting his hand. The twenties tv show comment got him, but he tried hard to not let it show. He did on occassion sound like a 20's person, he figured. Acting.

He let go of his hand and looked at the girl. ''I'm not a slugger.'' He tried to keep his brow as low as humanly possible because he knew he'd act on stuff he didn't want to. He released a stifled chuckle and wandered backwards slow enough in the hopes the girl wouldn't notice. He almost walked in the opposite direction and had to do his best not to smile at her because, god she was hot. Wasn't he with Karalie now?

''Nothing a kiss from my girlfriend wouldn't fix.'' He finally directed at the girl, trying to subtly wiggle the fact he had a girlfriend into the back and forth.

[Sawyer Lynn]

Raising an eyebrow at the mention of a girlfriend, Sawyer questioned the nature of the confession. She smirked when she realised that the fact that he had to mention it at all was probably either to stave her off or he was actually interested and was trying to convince himself.

She approached him, the smirk on her face deepening. "Don't suppose you fancy from me." She spoke, tilting her head slightly to the left.

[Lucas Blacke]

Luke was caught by surprise and promptly forgot about his fist fake-hurting, letting it dangle freely beside him. The girl ignored his earlier comments and just went straight for a reply on the kiss one, he'd even mentioned he had a girlfriend but this one was just.. moving closer as if trying to tempt him. In which she almost succeeded.

''Karalie isn't here, is she? Dude, Luke, take this chance! You know you want to! Let that pent up frustration out by something else than beating up that dummy for once.''

She did kind of ask if he wanted a kiss from her. He felt a knot in his gut, both halves of his brain going seperate direction, one arm trying to reach her and one arm getting away as far as possible. Luckily this was all in his head and he hadn't actually moved.

Wait. Had he moved?

He tore his gaze from the girl and noticed that she was standing much closer than before, even closer than when she was the one approaching Luke. He realized his body had been the one moving for him. And as much he didn't want it, he also wanted it. If this girl had a kiss for him in stock who knew what else he could get?

Karalie will hurt you if you hurt her.. A voice reminded him. It was like a demon on one shoulder and an angel on the next, and he swore he could indentify the angel as Karalie and the demon as the girl before him.

Luke sighed and threw his head down, trying not to move or anything. Not even moving away from the girl. My god, he could smell her. Which was quite the feat since he was sweating all over the place right now. ''H..- how do you mean..?'' He finally stammered as he turned his eyes to the girl.

[Sawyer Lynn]

Sawyer could see the struggle the boy was going through and she couldn't help but smirk. She wanted to go easy on him. He looked like the type to actually care about his girlfriend. If he actually had one.

The voice mimic was not the type to break a couple up but he just looked so timid. It didn't hurt to have fun with him, right?

"Baby please, if you have to ask..." she lifted the corner of her lips in a smirk as her hand slid from the dummy to his bare chest. "Well, you did say a kiss would fix whatever it was that was ailing you. I'm merely offering my services since I'm here. And your girlfriend isn't."

[Lucas Blacke]

Why was this happening? What did he do in the past that gave him such karma? Questions rushed through his mind with the occassional comment about just going for it.

As he stood almost against the girl he had to initiate a real mental struggle to keep himself from doing what Karalie didn't want. Why hadn't he met this girl before her? And why in the name of fuck did he even have to ask himself what or why? Wasn't he happy with Karalie, was she not enough for him?

He knew what the girl proposed; he only asked for an explanation because he wasn't sure how to act, not at the time. But when she did reply to him and called him baby, sliding her hand across his chest and saying that she was offering her services, Luke knew he had no chance. He could merely close his eyes and slowly touch the hand of the girl with his own as he let out a sigh and reopened his eyes.

''I.. it's..'' He stammered away as he looked at the girl, dropping his own hand to the side. She was right. On levels different than what she had thought she said. He wasn't hurting, did not need a kiss, but still he slipped in a mention of his girlfriend and a kiss, which he didn't have to. She was merely using it as a weapon against him, it seemed. And boy, was it working.

He licked his lips as he looked over the girl before him. ''Y-you have no idea how much I would want that..'' He managed to get out, instantly feeling guilty for what he had said. He didn't even know her name!

''I just..''
He let out a small sigh.

[Sawyer Lynn]

It didn't take much for Sawyer to see the green light. The boy clearly wanted her. Well, maybe not her. Just another girl besides the one he already had. And really if it were any other time besides now, Sawyer would have backed off. But he showed interest. What was she supposed to do, give him blue balls?

The hand on hers caused her to smirk and she raised an eyebrow. "She doesn't have to know. They have doors and windows here. Nobody has to know." She shrugged as she moved her face close to his, a smirk slowly becoming evident on her lips.

"Will you disappoint this face though?" She pretended to pout.

[Lucas Blacke]

It was really hard for him at this point to keep from jumping in and just kissing her at this point. With her face so close to his it became nearly impossible to ignore how much he wanted this.. anything. His mind jumped from thought to thought as she told him she didn't have to know, to which the boy gulped in the knowledge that it was true; she wouldn't have to know. But in the end, she would. She would know he cheated on her if he carried on, even if he kept his mouth shut.

''No..'' He replied, slowly lifting his hand to her face, hesitating to actually put it on there resulting in a weird little back and forth with his own arm. He had snapped, and while Karalie was still haunting his mind this girl was too, and she was close to drowning out any thought of his girlfriend. ''She wouldn't have to know.''

He leaned in closer to the girl as he started breathing heavily and finally put his hand on her cheek. This was it. No turning back.

''I'll do anything but disappoint your face..''
He finally replied, not realizing what he had said until it rang back into his own ears.

[Sawyer Lynn]

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At the agreement, however hesitant it was, Sawyer knew the guy was not going to think about his girlfriend. She thought it was weird having his hand on her cheek but whatever.

She had only one thing motivating her to stay.

Raising herself on her toes, Sawyer looked at the guy one more time before pressing her lips against his.

[Lucas Blacke]

Karalie? Who?

The moment overtook him as the girl pressed her lips against his. He said he'd wanted it, and he actually did want it but it was still by surprise, and slightly odd. The kiss itself was heaven though, maybe it was due to the workout he just had or the fact it was behind someone's back, but it felt amazing.

He felt his hand going down from her cheek and landing on her hip as the other hand joined, pulling the girl closer as he felt his mouth beginning to move with the motion. His fingers squeezed her slightly out of joy and very nearly pulled her against him as he felt glad to have finally given in.

He was captivated by the moment, his tongue adding itself to the fray as he only barely was able to resist lifting the girl and smacking her against a wall with himself stuck to her.

..maybe he should have.