>>19607231Sola's eyes widen and her heart races at the touch from Carmo-- oh, exercise? Ffffffff-fine. That works as well.
But the running is good. It loosens Sola's sore muscles, and clears her very foggy brain. And seeing Carmody in her exercise gear -- gah, no, again, stop. The fact it is just the two of them -- it feels like they could do anything right now. Build it all up, together -- or burn the whole world down, side by side. With Carmody next to her, Sola feels powerful, dangerous...
Sola realises she has run ahead and turns to face Carmody. Feeling her girlfriend's partners eyes on her from behind, Sola doesn't mind shimmying a little bit, and stretching in the morning sun as she slows to a gentle walk. There is a thin layer of sweat across her body.
"It's nice around here. Quiet. We could probably sneak off for... uh, no. Sorry, exercise. Big matches. God, I should tell you about my dream sometime."
>[Sola stops and takes a seat at a small brick wall.]"You said something about training with Priscilla. You know I... I really think I was 'how I am' before I even went to see her. But maybe she worked something out of me that I didn’t know was there? Not right now, but sometime I really want to tell you about Priscilla and I. It has been a long and kinda complicated story. But that rolling kick I did to Amy -- I've had that in my head since before the ladder match. I wish I did it to her then. Lately I just feel... upgraded? Overall increased? The first time since I became a wrestler, maybe. It feels good."
"I really do thing the campus is around here somewhere. I'm not great with maps, but... my place is technically for students. I just had to sweet talk the agent a little bit. Hey! Don't look at me like that! I can sweet talk when I have to!"
"Anyway, come on, we were in the middle of something."
With an uncontrollable smirk, Sola turns, and takes a few short steps to continue their... exercise. Until a secluded spot, at least.
