Gym, open

[stildyne]

Stildyne had his equilibrium back. Only people who knew him closely would know he'd lost it in the first place (something about small children unsettled him, still, especially if they had used to be adults and good friends.) And certain long-troubling issues had been addressed.

But he was back on form now. He was standing in one corner of the gym, where he could see the ring, the door, and the machines. He was eyeing the setup with a satisfied glare, looking for trouble or patrons who needed help.