<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.shortpixel.ai/client/q_lossless,ret_img,w_980/https://www.clichemag.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/RILEY-HOODY-980x581.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Apollo Christopher King (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=315138.msg15273471#msg15273471)</span><br/><strong>Blessed By::</strong>Apollo<br/><strong>Location::</strong>Room --> Training Ground --> Swimming Pool<br/><strong>Company::</strong>Cassandra<br/><br/><strong>Date/Time::</strong>Saturday, June 20th.<br/><strong>Mood::</strong>Pissed off -> Aggravated<br/><strong>Wearing::</strong><br/><br/><strong>TRIGGER WARNINGS::</strong>none<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Apollo had all but ignored his roommate far to pissed off from her earlier berate to be bothered by her right now.  He went back and got redressed in his sleeveless hoodie, one of many, some cargo pants that were khaki in color.  He didn’t want to wear typical black but he had a pair of those two, putting on his gym shoes to get ready.<br/><br/>He had to go to the training area cause otherwise he would do things to his room and he wasn’t going to destroy his things.  He had on pair of gold hand wraps and went to work out on the heavy bag after his warm-up, not that he needed it but if someone was watching he was told my Jeremiah always act normal.  (He attacked the bag with several focused combinations.)   If anything he wouldn’t hit a woman, even if she hit him subdue her sure but he knew most women save the spawn of Hercules he could deal with, so fighting one would prove what?!?<br/><br/>He moved to jump rope as he was focused on working out till he was tired.<br/><br/><strong><em> ‘Why did her taunt aggravated him so much?  Cause he could ignore anything else: Blackout, Nightshade, Blackula, Darkie, a host of other things that Lady Akira no longer allowed here, but his name…he couldn’t escape his name…it was his name…he was insulted by the way she said like it was beneath her or something.’ </em></strong><br/>He was confused since she too prayed to Apollo or said something that he translated from Greek.  She mentioned husband too…was that why his name was so offensive to her.  (He switched back to the bag, hitting harder the more he thought about it.)  Then she wants a wave like everything was cool.<strong><em>  ‘We are NOT cool!’ </em></strong>He then hit the bag much too hard this time, with a focused beam of light wrapped around his hand.  His hand hit through the bag and created a hole.  He dropped his head and sighed truly aggravated.  “DAMN!!!”<br/><br/>He had gotten lost within himself he had been at it for more than ninety minutes and he had already ruined one bag.  He needed to cool off not heat up, so he needed to just go take a swim, it was the other place he was comfortable anyway.  Since he was soaked in sweat already.  It wouldn’t hurt to take a dip in the water.  He pulled the bag down and easily replaced it with another.  He cleaned up his mess then headed to the pool stripping down to his shorts along the way. The rest of his gear neatly folded in the bag.<br/><br/>Once there he put his things down closest to him in a chair.  He saw someone in the water but couldn’t recognize them being under the waves but he thought nothing of it as he stood at the edge and jumped into the deep end feet first letting his body sink beneath the waves.   He just sank feeling the coolness of the water surrounding him, he continued down letting his feet touch the ground before he shot himself back up, feeling a lot of the grime from his workout wash off and he was definitely much cooler now as his head broke the surface of the water.<br/><br/><br/>“This is not funny.”  He said if only to himself as he surfaced and saw her!!  “Not funny at all.”  He breathed.<br/>