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aussiegirl 
"Um...n-nothing." she stammered, the picture of Ivan repeatedly hitting the punching bag flashing through her mind and she didn't know what else to say, but was saved the trouble from James.
She gave him an appreciative smile and nodded her head. "Yeah sure. No problems." She gave Ivan a quick glance before heading across the other side of the room.
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Tegz "Y'know, usually I wouldn't mind." Jim began quietly, "but I told Mia I'd help her out with a thing or two. Save the pointless anger for later and maybe I'll let you try to rearrange my face, yeah?" He smiled, not quite his usual cocky, cheeky grin, it was something else, something reserved for the people he actually gave a toss about.
He even held back from comments on technique. Ivan always got sloppy when he was angry. If he kept it up he could strain his wrists something chronic.
"So, do you want to stay angry for a bit? If you do, I'll leave you be and me and Mia will be just over there," He gestured. "Or you can let whatever it is go and chill out with us."
And they'd (groan) talk about it later.
Nothing? She just looked at him like he was about to attack her or something. And for some reason that hurt him more than anything else that had happened lately.
"It's not pointless," but he couldn't help but smirk at James offer. "But I'll take you up on that," he said jumping slightly on him and wrapping his arm around his neck in a headlock.
Letting him go he looked at Mia and sighed slightly. Why did she seem scared of him? "Oh if you're teaching her something I have to watch. Anyone got any popcorn?" he asked cheekily and wandered over to Mia.
"I'm sorry," he said quietly as he messed with the dummy thing a bit. He didn't want her scared of him. He wanted her far from it, though that wasn't going to happen...ever.