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[hollow_moon]

He liked spring. There was still a chill to the air most days at the moment, but you could see nature slowly waking from its slumber, even here in the heart of the city.  It brought the wolf inside him nothing but joy, and left him with an itch to be outside in the sunlight, roaming and exploring. He'd have to plan a trip to the country soon, somewhere he could really roam wild...

For now, however, a jog through the park would have to do.

Dressed in running shorts and a t-shirt, Valentine alternated between jogging and sprinting. Moving slower where there were crowds, then taking off at top speed along empty stretches of the path, the man didn't stop until his heart was pounding hard and he knew he needed a break. Slowing to a stop, he stretched out and caught his breath, before drinking from the water bottle that he had strapped to his hip.

"Sorry, didn't mean to stop in the centre of the path," he said, stepping out the way when he realised someone was attempting to get past him.

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[just_hex]

"No worries, mate," Hex said with a bright smile. He had had to slow and so he stopped as well to take a drink.

"I've seen you running. You're really taking off. Are you crosstraining?" he asked.

[anamusebouche]

Hannibal worked out himself, quite regularly, but never in public. He rather enjoyed people thinking he could eat what he liked and never work out. But he swam, and he ran, and he killed. That kept him fit. And his young lover helped keeping him in shape too.

He paused in his track, had to, because someone was blocking the way.

He smiled at the polite apology. "No need to apologise. It's a day for enjoying the air leisurely."

[harrowgate]

"Oh, not at all," Felix assured the fit gentleman behind whom he had been discreetly strolling. In contrast to the runner's workout gear, he wore an up-to-the-minute checked grey suit over a turquoise shirt and perfectly-draped scarf -- with a polished-porcelain smile to match. The thick curls of crimson hair seemed entirely unruffled by the spring breeze.

"Please, hydrate. What do you have, if not your health, after all?" He seemed perfectly content to wait, even if there was, in actuality, plenty of room to get by.