The Gym, Wednesday Morning

[seeks_truth]

Cassandra had been combing through books on magic and the island itself for days. No solution had presented itself, and it was starting to get on her nerves. So she had decided to pick up her training again so at least she wouldn't be falling behind while she was trapped here

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[flickofawrist]

"New face in the gym," Flick commented when he wandered in towards the heavy bag. "Morning."

She looked pretty intent on her workout but he could try and be polite.

[seeks_truth]

Cassandra grunted a reply as a placeholder while she ran through the last of this set of exercises.

She put the dumbbells down. "Good morning," she replied. "This is your training hour?"

[flickofawrist]

"It's everyone's training hour," he said, reaching for the heavy bag and giving it a light push. "No set schedule here. It's all about the sharing and the caring in this place. I try and come down when I don't have classes."

[seeks_truth]

"'Classes'." Cassandra let out a huff. "Nothing I have seen to this date makes me believe they have any right to the title. But... that is good to know."

[spin_kick_snap]

A new kid! Kathy had missed the picnic, so other than the unfamiliar faces in class, she hadn't gotten to see any of this term's newbies.

"Hi," she said, giving a smile at the new girl from her place on the mats, halfway through her yoga routine. At least she was in a position relatively facing the girl, rather than trying to talk from between her legs or something. "You've probably heard this a million times already, but welcome to Fandom."

Maybe it would set Cassandra at ease to see that Kathy was also only wearing a sports bra, at least up top?

[seeks_truth]

"I have not," Cassandra said, "But thank you."

She had received very little in the form of formal welcome so far. Quite possibly because she always kept interrupting people before they got to that point, but oh well.

She looked towards Kathy for a moment and frowned. "What is it you are doing?"

[spin_kick_snap]

Good on Kathy, then, for jumping right in with it!

"You haven't?" she asked. "I'm really sorry to hear that." At least, she would be until the next time she ran into Anders or something. "Oh, this? It's yoga. A kind of exercise for mental and physical discipline. I mostly use it to stretch before I move into my gymnastics routines. It keeps me limber and flexible, you know?"

[seeks_truth]

Cassandra set down the dumbbells. "I am Cassandra Pentaghast," she said, with a curt nod that was somewhat formal, at least. "And I have never heard of it. Where did you study?"