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[prayformefather]

[Private to Tim]

I know I'm probably the last person to be able to judge about this kind of thing, but you have serious issues. [Meaning, why did I spend the whole flood stalking people I don't like. :|]

[Open Spam for the Gym]

[So, while Luther's someone who definitely keeps to himself, he does actually spend a lot of time outside of his room. It's his old dorm from St. Michael's, and he's got very little interest in hanging out there and being reminded of things like Robbie or what had happened in general, so except for sleeping and occasional periods of 'I just need somewhere to be by myself for a while', he tends to avoid it.

And today, is in the gym shooting hoops. It's quasi mindless, and he's not great at it, but it's something to do when you don't feel like reading and don't know how to fight or really have any interest in learning. He's been in here for a while, minding his own business and probably wouldn't really be opposed to playing with someone else, honestly. Breaks up the rhythm.]

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[gotgreenmagic]

[Shego's come in with her mind on free weights, but Luther's one of the only other people around and honestly it's kind of sad watching someone playing a team sport by themselves.]

Been doing that long?

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[prayformefather]

[Luther glanced up when Shego came in, but didn't address her until she talked to him. He shrugged a little, glancing up at the hoop and then back at Shego.]

Maybe half an hour.

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[gotgreenmagic]

[She glances at the hoop herself. She's got good aim but funnily enough she's never been great at team sports.]

One on one?

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[prayformefather]

[Neither is this asshole, let's be real. Teams are for losers.

He considers Shego for a moment before smiling and passing her the ball.] Sure.