"It's the eye of the tiger; it's the thrill of the fight..."

[shiningone.insanejournal.com]

Characters: Baldr, Tyr (possibly others?)
Date/Time: Terribly backdated to the weekend of February 1, 2013
Location: Los Angeles, CA
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Fighting.
Summary: Sean has driven down the length of the state of California to start training with Tyr...


So, Sean wasn't usually terrible at a good spar. He was a regular lifter and had even been thrown into a random Akido and Tae-Kwon-Do class. Lying on his back after a sound leg sweeping, he can't help but chuckle, though mostly at himself. "Maybe I should just move down here for a month." Wiping his face with a hand, he hopped back up onto his feet.

It struck Sean as particularly odd that these odd Powers That Be would turn to physical tactics as opposed to the creepy and weird as they had during the holidays. In theory, wouldn't that be a better way to catch someone off-guard?

Comments

[lefthandofwar.insanejournal.com]

Tyr looked at Sean, concerned, but he made sure it didn't reach his face. He didn't want to worry Carl, but he would ask Sean later what was wrong.

[amberwaveograin.insanejournal.com]

Sif lightly touched Sean's shoulder as she moved past him.
We can discuss it later, was the wordless sentiment.

"OK," Carl conceded as he started to eat. "Mom kisses it if I get hurt. But it's usually fixed by then anyway."

[shiningone.insanejournal.com]

Sean laughed a bit and spooned some of the amazing-looking-and-smelling food onto his plate. "Yeah, but I'm pretty sure your mom isn't going to kiss it better for me." He glanced over to Tyr and winked. "Your dad might, though. If only because he's my brother."

"Brother..." Baldr's concern was palpable as he took to Tyr's ear in the presence of the snarling Fenrir. "Are you certain?"