The Gym: Wednesday Afternoon

[buzzkillcaptain]

Dipper decided today to do something healthy. Like work out with the weight machine to try to perform a bench press.

It wasn't working well. He could barely push the bar up.

If one listen closely, they could hear him mutter "Stupid. Noodle. Arms."

Hopefully no one else would be around to witness his humiliation.

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[dwarvenswagger]

They were indeed noodle arms if Thorin had ever seen them.

"Are you well?"

[buzzkillcaptain]

"Fine!" Dipper grunted as he continued to push against the bar with a valiant effort. "Just. Exercising."

He quit for a moment to catch his breath. "I'm just not used to this amount of weight."

And it didn't take much to see that there was a minimal amount of weight on the machine.

[dwarvenswagger]

"...yes. I can see that."

It was almost adorable, really.

[buzzkillcaptain]

Dipper took a moment to sit up on the bench and let out a sigh of exhaustion. "I'm Dipper by the way," he said flexing his arms slightly to release the tension. "Have we met yet?"

[spin_kick_snap]

Sorry, Dipper. It just wasn't your day at all. A little after lunch, Kathy sauntered into the gym, preparing to work on a new routine. No, her powers made it impossible to compete (well, impossibly unfair anyway), but that didn't mean she had to give up on the sport entirely!

And, hey, at least this time she got to choose her own music and moves for whatever routine she was creating. That was cool.

"Hey!" she said, veering away from the mats when she spotted Dipper at the weight machine. "Dipper, right? The Ratman fan!" Of course she was going to remember the kid who liked comics!

[buzzkillcaptain]

"Kathy! Hi," he replied, his voice cracking on the last word. "Yep. That's me. Ultimate Ratman fan, right here."

Was he doing a little arm flexing when he jabbed his thumb at himself. Maybe a little.

[spin_kick_snap]

Wait he was? Kathy...couldn't tell. Oops. Sorry, Dipper. But--noodle arms.

Kathy settled on a mat nearby, deciding to talk while she did a few warmup stretches. "I'll let you take that title," she decided. "I like some of the stuff in the Ratman franchise, but I'm a much bigger fan of the comics on the other side of the great divide. Give me Y-People or give me...well, I guess Revengers or meta for-Miss Marvel or a bunch of other titles I'd buy instead." She grinned up at him. "Have you been to the comic shop in town? I have a handwavy box there."

[buzzkillcaptain]

"Totally! I actually work there," Dipper said puffing up his chest a bit because, yes, he had a job. "I'll be starting there tomorrow actually."

[kenselvren]

Dipper's good luck was just...maybe it hadn't made it down the bottomless pit?

Jalian wanted to run through a few exercises, though, and the practice dummies would help, so she was showing up to do that.

In a white-with-silver-piping sports bra and biker shorts combo. Sorry? You're welcome?

She barely paid attention to Dipper, though, just nodding at him as she headed to the mats.

[buzzkillcaptain]

Dipper was used to the lack of attention however he was slightly surprised by the nod. Thus his response was more of a question than a greeting.

"Um. Hi?"

[kenselvren]

"Hello." Jalian tested one of the dummies for weight. She glanced back at him for a moment. "You're new."

[buzzkillcaptain]

Dipper paused a second feeling slightly intimidated.

Okay, very intimidated.

"Yep!" He said his voice cracking slightly. "That's me. New guy. Dipper Pines. That's me."