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As usual, by the time Mic got down to the basement to their small gym, Kal was already there working out. Quietly hanging from a bar, with his legs raised, Kal looked as if he were meditating and seemingly not effected by the strain that he must be under.

"Morning Mic, it's about time you got your lazy but out of bed." said Kal in a very calm and monotone voice.

"Yeah, yeah, morning to you too Kal. Some of us just have better things to do then hanging around all day.."

"Droll, Mic. Very droll."

"Just trying to be helpful and brighten up your day"

"Mic, if you really want to be helpful," said Kal still hanging and speaking in a very tranquil and soft voice, "you'll bring that 25 lb weight on the floor next to you over here."

Mic dutifully picked up the plate and brought it over to Kal, who proceeded to do a pull up.

"Okay stop showing off Kal, Where do you want this thing."

"Just place it on my knees."

"Well do you mind bringing your knees back down"

"Oh come Mic, surely you can lift that plate up and place it on my legs."

"Fine.. you know you can be such a pain in the f'ing butt sometimes"

As Mic lifting the place up, Kal quickly lowered himself and wrapped his legs around Mic, locking his ankles and pulling his friend in tightly.

"Man, I can't believe you fell for that. Now I suggest you drop the plate on the floor before you get more hurt.", grinned Kal. And with that Kal slowly started cranking up the pressure. Mic knew he was in trouble and quickly tossed the plate to the side and started trying to pry apart in vein the muscular steel trap he was now caught in. Kal, snapped his legs together more forcefully, driving the air from Mic's lungs. Mic couldn't catch his breath. Every time he exhaled, Kal just tightened his hold like a giant python, slowly crushing his prey. Mic's legs started to give out. Kal kept up the pressure, although his legs had been slowly lowering as he was forced to support Mic's weight more and more.

"That's it Mic. Lift up you legs if you can, and let's see who can last longer. Me supporting both our weight hanging here. Or you before I make you pass out." And with that, Kal tighten his hold even more.

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As usual, by the time Mic got down to the basement to their small gym, Kal was already there working out. Quietly hanging from a bar, with his legs raised, Kal looked as if he were meditating and seemingly not effected by the strain that he must be under.

"Morning Mic, it's about time you got your lazy but out of bed." said Kal in a very calm and monotone voice.

"Yeah, yeah, morning to you too Kal. Some of us just have better things to do then hanging around all day.."

"Droll, Mic. Very droll."

"Just trying to be helpful and brighten up your day"

"Mic, if you really want to be helpful," said Kal still hanging and speaking in a very tranquil and soft voice, "you'll bring that 25 lb weight on the floor next to you over here."

Mic dutifully picked up the plate and brought it over to Kal, who proceeded to do a pull up.

"Okay stop showing off Kal, Where do you want this thing."

"Just place it on my knees."

"Well do you mind bringing your knees back down"

"Oh come Mic, surely you can lift that plate up and place it on my legs."

"Fine.. you know you can be such a pain in the f'ing butt sometimes"

As Mic lifting the place up, Kal quickly lowered himself and wrapped his legs around Mic, locking his ankles and pulling his friend in tightly.

"Man, I can't believe you fell for that. Now I suggest you drop the plate on the floor before you get more hurt.", grinned Kal. And with that Kal slowly started cranking up the pressure. Mic knew he was in trouble and quickly tossed the plate to the side and started trying to pry apart in vein the muscular steel trap he was now caught in. Kal, snapped his legs together more forcefully, driving the air from Mic's lungs. Mic couldn't catch his breath. Every time he exhaled, Kal just tightened his hold like a giant python, slowly crushing his prey. Mic's legs started to give out. Kal kept up the pressure, although his legs had been slowly lowering as he was forced to support Mic's weight more and more.

"That's it Mic. Lift up you legs if you can, and let's see who can last longer. Me supporting both our weight hanging here. Or you before I make you pass out." And with that, Kal tighten his hold even more.