[center][h1][color=82ca9d]Claire McManus[/color][/h1][IMG]https://media.giphy.com/media/3o85xv9lBDGly9lxzq/giphy.gif[/IMG]
[b]Location:[/b] Fight And Fitness Gym
[b]Interacting With:[/b] [@HushedWhispers]
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	[color=82ca9d]"No, no, no! What.. were you dropped on your head as a small child or are you just naturally this stupid?"[/color] Claire's thick Bostonian accent screamed above the sounds of the gym as she hung on the ropes outside of the ring. Max and Zek froze in center ring, taking a few steps back at the Irish Rose barked at them. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Mother Mary give me strength,"[/color] she grumbled as her assistant held the ropes open and she stepped into the ring.

	"Aww, she's right ticked off now, see what you did Max?" Zek sniggered as he beat his gloves together.

	"What I did? She's obviously talking about you, you're the one who keeps dropping his shoulder before you come in to a left jab," Max growled as he took a step towards Max.

	"I do not!" Zek snapped as he in turn stepped closer and the two got in each other's faces. It only lasted a split second before they were both hit upside the head with a quick spin hook that sent them sprawling out onto the ring floor.

	[color=82ca9d]"I be yelling at both of you infants,"[/color] Claire yelled as she placed her hands on her hips. 

	"Damn it woman, that hurt!" Zek protested rubbing the side of his skull under the padded head gear.

	[color=82ca9d]"Reeeeaaaallllyyyy?"[/color] she said as she rolled her eyes, her voice thick with sarcasm. She knew she had belted both of them good, nothing that would drop their IQ's any lower, they couldn't afford to lose a point in her eyes. [color=82ca9d]"You, stop telegraphing that jab,"[/color] she said scolding Zek.

	Max started laughing over the fact he was right, slowly standing up and leaning against the ropes as he pulled the gloves off. Claire narrowed her eyes at him, stepping closer to Max before driving her fist into his gut and sending him back to the mat.

	[color=82ca9d]"And you, body to the side and stop twitching your foot before you roundhouse,"[/color] she yelled as she leaned over and grabbed his head gear. Zek rolling on the ground laughing at Max trying to catch his breath.

	[color=82ca9d]"Showers, now,"[/color] Claire said flatly as she stepped back through the ropes and hopped down to the gym floor proper. The guts nodding and stumbling out of the ring. Claire had had them in the ring the last three hours and they were beat in more way than one.

	"Think you're too hard on them?" Jewell, her assistant, asked as she handed Claire a towel.

	[color=82ca9d]"I have a student in Chemo that has more wits about them than those two,"[/color] she sighed as she draped the towel over her shoulders and tugged down on the ends. [color=82ca9d]"You just are crushing on Zek."[/color]

	Jewell turned three shades of red, huffed and stormed off. Claire chuckled as she grabbed her water bottle and headed to the women's showers. She had a big day ahead of her. Tas and Nat had been in last week and invited her to Nats birthday party this evening; she wasn't about to miss this. Good food, good drinks, good fun. 

	Pulling her phone out of her hoodie pocket she typed out a quick text message.

[center][b]To The Deadly N:[/b]
[color=82ca9d]Happy Birthday, knock 'em dead! See you tonight![/color][/center]
	Hitting send she slipped her phone back in her pocket and hit the showers. Today was going to be awesome.

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