55.) Open-ish Commentlog
[Huh. This wasn't good. Herz had just finished checking his pockets and, uh, his comm was missing. Well, no, not missing. It was on his dresser. He knew it was. Little hunk of tech just hadn't made it into his work-out pants after he changed for the gym.
This could be bad.
Or...absolutely nothing.
...he was already at the gym, anyways.
Now that he thought about it, recently, he'd really been falling short on checking the network each day. He still talked with people--mostly when they popped in at Sergei's--but he'd been straying from, at least, keeping up with other people's lives over the comms.
This turned out to be a fleeting thought. Once he started his weight routine, his mind ceased to wander. He focused on why he was working out, what exactly he was doing, what he was going to do immediately following this set. Herz got in the zone, and his forgotten communicator was...well. Forgotten. ]
((Ooc: Log's 'open-ish' because I'm still being kinda fail with tagging. Feel free to tag, just be prepared for slow responses. Sorry guys!))
This could be bad.
Or...absolutely nothing.
...he was already at the gym, anyways.
Now that he thought about it, recently, he'd really been falling short on checking the network each day. He still talked with people--mostly when they popped in at Sergei's--but he'd been straying from, at least, keeping up with other people's lives over the comms.
This turned out to be a fleeting thought. Once he started his weight routine, his mind ceased to wander. He focused on why he was working out, what exactly he was doing, what he was going to do immediately following this set. Herz got in the zone, and his forgotten communicator was...well. Forgotten. ]
((Ooc: Log's 'open-ish' because I'm still being kinda fail with tagging. Feel free to tag, just be prepared for slow responses. Sorry guys!))