Mar. 25th, 2015

2goodarms: Curtis looking quite determined (we go forward)
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Time seems to flow the same way physics does around here: like it dove headfirst into an uncut barrel of kronole. Curtis can't tell if it's been a few days, a few weeks, or even longer. Maybe it's just because he doesn't know what to do, how to tell time, without someone else raising and lowering the artificial lights.

Once he had that realization, he desperately needed to punch something.

Luckily, while wandering around today, he found the gym. Half the machines in there are too unfamiliar to be of any use, but punching bags look pretty similar across all times and universes. They had one in the tail, just an empty sack people would stuff their blankets into before waling on it for a while, but it didn't offer much resistance. Not like these bags. These bags make a good solid thwack when you punch them, and it feels a little like punching a brick wall if you pick the heavier ones. Nice and satisfying.

Curtis' knuckles are going to be bruised to hell tomorrow, but it'll be worth it.



[ooc: slowtime will be in effect once 11:15 PM ET rolls around.]