log 002, accidental video

[thestarspangledman]

[Well hello there, Barge. Have you ever wanted to watch a super-soldier beat the hell out of a punching bag? Because that's where Steve is, in the gym, intent and focused and scowling at the bag like it's his worst enemy. He takes a slight break to grab a quick drink of water, and then he's back to hitting at the bag. He's clearly been at it for some time, the bag is looking ...somewhat the worse for wear, to say the least, though at least he hasn't knocked it completely off its chain yet.]

[After another pause for water, he finally looks over and sees the comm, then picks it up with a slightly surprised blink.]

Oh, uh. Sorry. I didn't exactly mean to show this.

[A pause.] But if anyone wants to spar, or needs me for anything -- you all know where to find me now, I guess.

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[thestarspangledman]

That's fine with me.

Spammmm?

[peektuttut]

Cool. [And Tim will take just enough time to change into sweats before taking the stairs up to the gym. He's probably more excited than he should be, but the constant worry of having to pull his punches can get annoying. So he's waving when he comes in.]

Hey. [He's also like 5'9 and wears his clothes a size or two bigger than he needs, so...Tim's pretty good at looking like a shrimp.]

[thestarspangledman]

[And Steve is somewhat relaxed, giving him a little nod as he sizes Tim up. Sure, he looks like a shrimp, but -- Steve is definitely one to know that shrimps can be a lot tougher than they look.]

Hello.

[peektuttut]

So, what's your story? Super strength? I saw that Tony called you 'Captain America.' [Are you a super hero, a masked vigilante, these are the things Tim wants to know. He starts stretching, taking a few experimental jabs at the air.]

I want to know what I'm getting myself into.

[thestarspangledman]

I'm a soldier. I volunteered for an experiment to make me like this, so I could serve my country. So -- not exactly super strength, but the most you're gonna get without having super strength.

[peektuttut]

So you can take a hit. Perfect. [He cracks his knuckles, and heads for the mats, rolling his shoulders.] Do you want to lay down any rules, or just go for it?