[Just another gym post]

[let_moma]

[Mama hasn't been incredibly active around the Nexus lately; mostly just wandering from the library to the noodle room, and then back to her own room.]

[This all stops, however, when the woman notices a certain expansion of a few lower regions of her body.]

[Yup- She's been packing in those noodles pretty damn well. And these thighs are evidence

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[bullet_earring]

[Is just off in a quiet section of the gym, curing rather heavy weights]

[gray_faux]

[Is doing pull-ups on a horizontal bar of the gym]

[lucky_concept]

[Fortune is running laps around the gym; her hair tied back as she dons a sports bra and sweatpants]

[kungfudragon]

[After entering the gym, Chinaman hesitates a few moments before removing his coat and catching up with Fortune.]

[...He should probably say something. But what?]

Hello.

[Ah, there it is.]

[lucky_concept]

[Fortune turns her head to give her socially inept friend a welcoming smile]

Quan... [Continuing to run, though not at the same quickened pace as before, she slows a bit. (Not to let him catch up; Fortune's pretty damn sure Chinaman could outrun her and most other soldiers easily. But so that her voice doesn't jump much while speaking)]

...It's good to see you.

[kungfudragon]

[True enough, his pace is comparatively slow and easy- a gym like this is likely too small for him to get a really satisfying run in anyway.]

You also. Better company than those zombies at least.

[Did he just try to crack a joke? IMPOSSIBLE.]

[bossuboku]

[BOOOOOBS. I mean...uh...Working out! Treadmills have nice boobs...No wait! Treadmills are...good...for...uh...Working out! Jack jumps on one a few down from EVA. He may be not so subtley staring at her.]

[let_mama]

[Totally catches the young Jack perving, and quirks a brow in his direction as she continues her workout.]

[bossuboku]

[Did she just look at him!? Epic fails on the treadmill. Jack, meet floor.] Ugh. Ow. [:T That's what you get.]

[let_mama]

[Oh, ouch. EVA slows to a stop on her treadmill so that she can walk over to him. The woman scoots lower and hovers over the young man a bit; somewhat out of breath herself from all of her running.]

...That looked like a pretty nasty fall...

[old_papa_john]

...

[This is going to make it extremely difficult for the old man to concentrate on his workout.]

[let_moma]

[Maybe she doesn't want you to concentrate on your workout~]

[old_papa_john]

[If that's the case, John will stay fat forever, because there's no way in Hell he can count reps now.]

[let_mama]

[That's okay; EVA prefers undivided attention over rock-hard abs anyway. (Both are nice though)]

[She waves!]