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[Misaki, in sweats with a massive punching bag. She has gloves on and is whaling away at it, and from the coating of sweat shining on her face it looks like she's been at it a while. Her hair is damp and starting to come loose from her ponytail. She strikes the bag once more, setting it swinging, and then pauses to shed the gloves and stretch a bit. She takes a drink from the water bottle near the bag's base, tugs the gloves back on and resumes.]

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[Still on the Stalk List! Ammy's in human form this time and she's watching with a curious expression.]

What are you doing?

[Thump, thump, thump.] Trying. To. Think.

What is it you need to think about?

[She pauses and rests her head against the swinging bag.] Nothing. Everything. I don't know. It's nothing. I'm fine.

[Thump, thump, thump.]

[Watches her for a moment in silence.]

I don't think you are fine.

[Just sort of watching her from a distance.]

[Ianto watches her for a few moments before making himself known.] Misaki?

I'll do this myself, thank you. I need to do this myself. [Rubs the sweat out of her eyes and goes on.]

[Sorry, Hei, too focused on killing the bag to notice you at the moment.]

[WHAM. And she looks around in surprise.] ...oh. Ianto. [AWKWARD FEELING. She stops the back from swinging, moves as though she's going to attack it again, and then looks at him.]

Is there... can I help you?

Not really. [Yep. Awkwardness. :|] ...you doing alright?

[Breathing heavily. She steps back from the bag, steadies it again, and then goes back on the attack. Her hair tie snaps and the sweaty strands come tumbling into her face.]

Of all the... [She sheds the gloves and picks up the remnant of the tie.] I'm... fine. I'm fine, thank you. I'm out.

[Just nods... because conversation with her is still really awkward.]

[Examining the hair tie.] It's the one I used most while in PANDORA. ...symbolically appropriate, I suppose.

How are... How is... Are you doing all right? In your reality, I mean?

Fine... everything's fine.

You got out, then?

[So. Yup. They're both fine. :| ]

My father's petition went through, yes. And I testified that there is a Contractor in the gang who can make normal human take on the characteristics of a someone under a Contract. So. They let me go. With provisions, of course. [Attempts to bind her hair back with the remnants of the tie]

[He nods, then disappears from the Plane, returning a few minutes later with a pack of unused hair ties.]

They were in Gwen's desk... doubt she'll ever have use for them now.

[Which he's glad for, since he's not entirely sure what he wants to say to her. Fortunately he's good at lurking.]

[She nods slowly.] I understand. [But she still hangs around to keep an eye on her.]

[Takes the package and sort of... stares at it.]

They're hair ties. To replace your old one.

[Blinks, startled out of whatever mental loop she'd fallen into. Have a little bit of a smile, Ianto.] I know what they are.

[She tears open the package and yanks her hair back. Gloves on. Going after the bag again with renewed savagery, if not renewed energy.]

Thought you might... you just didn't look as though you did.

[Slams away for another minute before she throws a punch and almost misses the bag. She's looking a bit exhausted at this point.] ...dammit.

[Fortunately she's good at punching things? Anyway, she keeps at it for a while until she looks about ready to fall over. She hugs the bag with one arm, just sort of dangling against it.]

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