Arsenolite knew he'd likely get his a** kicked if he'd used the areas of the Negaverse to do any of his workout. So he'd gone home, out on the town, and used one of the 24 hour gyms that nobody used after about six at night. He was able to get out and try to just vent his feelings out without needing to ever think about them. Exercise gives you endorphins, after all, and this way, he never had to address any of the things he'd been feeling since he'd been choked to near-death and Monoceros's betrayal to the ways of the Negaverse.
Crap, he was thinking about it.
He sighed and wound down the workout, doing his cooldown procedures and then powering up as he left the gym. ******** it. He could probably just go out and gather some energy or something to give to some newbie lieutenant or something to pass off as their collection. There was no way
he could deposit it, after all, and he hardly wanted to get caught depositing it himself. Ashanite would kick his a** for not following desk duty orders and it was probably pitiful for a captain to be gathering energy, anyway. But trying to get an entire starseed from someone was too much work for his exhausted body, and there was no way in hell he'd let anyone else take credit for
that work. No thank you.
Another energy signature hinted at the edges of his senses and he straightened up a bit. Huh. A Lieutenant. Then they could probably just hunt down some energy together, or something. Or maybe spar. Something to shake this energy out of his brain so he didn't have to think anymore. It was starting to hurt.
"Hey you," he called out, "Lieutenant. What're you up to?"
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