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same old...same old

Axle limps in

Peterson walks right behind him, a concerned look on her face.

Axle walks over to the gun range and grabs a rifle he loads it and then kneels down and starts shooting the targets

Peterson does the same, blowing a hole in the center of hers.

"Nice shot," he says not looking away from his scope

Peterson glances at his target out of the corner of her eye and smiles, "Not bad yourself"

"Thanks" he says

Peterson continues firing, the hole rapidly expanding.

Axle pauses and pulls away

Peterson fires once more then glances at Axle.

He stands up and puts the rifle back on the rack then sits down and starts stretching his ankle he grimaces in pain

She raises an eyebrow, "You good, Grant?"

"Yeah im fine," he says he stands up "Just the ankle acting up," he says

She nods, but shoots him a warning glance, "If it keeps acting up and getting worse, and you refuse to have it checked out, I will file you for a physical re-evaluation."

"Im fine," he says waving her off "Its just stiff," he says

She nods showing assent, "Ok, but Grant, if it isn't, I need you to tell me. Not only will you be endangering yourself, but others as well."

He nods "I know," he says (When will the apocalypse happen)

She turns back to the targets and fires again. ((Dunno. I'll ask Taylor real quick))

(oki)

Axle begins to punch the punching bag the twists hitting it squarely with a high kick his ankle gives a sickening pop and he falls to the ground with a gasp pain shooting up and down his ankle

Peterson lays her rifle on the table and kneels where Axle is. She checks his ankle quickly and glances up at him, "You're getting that checked out right now by a medic. That's an order."

"Fine," he grumbles. He tries to get up but his ankle gives out again and he falls back down he sighs in defeat "can you help me up," he asks

Peterson nods, throwing his arm over her shoulder she bears most of the weight as they stand.

"Thanks," he says and starts to limp to the nurse's office trying to keep weight off of his foot

Peterson follows, making sure he can make it without falling again.

Micheal or frost walked around the training room pacing bored out of his mind he sat down "so little action so little to doooo" he complains to himself