Jul 10 09:22:52 106 PA - Morning Workout Chat

From Chronicles

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The morning is matured, sliding slowly towards the ten o clock hour. A slight lull between the morning and lunch rush making for a bit more of a relaxed air to the gym. Vixen is sitting at one of the weight benches, arm braced with a dumbbell in hand as she does a set of slow, careful curls. Her mind on something else, perhaps, given the almost mechanical way she goes through the actions.

Maxy comes into the gym. One might say that she was trying to be quiet about it, but hard for Maxy to be quiet about anything. She is dressed on the casual side and pauses just inside to glance around. She notes the relaxed atmosphere at the moment and heads towards the weights area.

Vixen is lightly dressed in her own gym garb, of course. And after a few moments she pauses her curls, a hand lifting to lightly brush her hair back a bit from her forehead. A little sweat still lingering from more active moments of her exercise. She hands off the weight to her other arm, though delays continuing to flex her freed arm a little, a faint grimace coming to her as she stretches out the muscles a little. A glance to the side is all she needs to notice Maxy's rather large presence entering the area.

Maxy notices Vixen and dips her head as she approaches, "Good morning, or is it already afternoon." she says and then smiles a little. She raises a brow, "Long workout?" she asks, noticing the grimace.

"Still morning," Vixen replies, relaxing her arm. The other holding the dumbbell on her knee for now. "Not real long, I guess. But long enough. Just keeping what I got nice and tight. Don't got much interest in bulking up. Already stronger than most chicks." She grins idly.

Maxy nods and smiles and doesn't make the obvious comment. She nods, "Always good to keep what you have in good working form, especially if you take care of yourself, like it is obvious that you do." she says and stretches just a little. "Used to not do it as much, but now that I'm getting into a bit more danger, don't make sense not to," Vixen replies lightly. She sets her arm and then starts to lightly work her other arm. "I guess you don't really have to.. with the whole thing." She makes a light motion towards Maxy with her free arm. "Is that how it works?"

Maxy cocks her head to the side, "I still have to, the drugs and treatment only enhance what is there." she says softly, "I still have to work out and keep in shape, or I will lose some of my edge."

Vixen nods her head a little. "That seems kinda cheap. I mean, for the whole thing, you know? Figure it would at least mean you could relax a little more." She shrugs her shoulders slightly and says, "But you probably don't wanna talk about all that. What's up with you?" Asked as she continues to do her light curls.

Maxy shrugs, "It is a bit, but then if I don't I don't lose as much as some might." she says and smiles a bit, "After all, as long as I take the drugs, and all my body is going to be incredibly strong." she nods and then smiles, "Not much really, working out, occasionally competing in the arena but nothing really big, you?"

"Listen to the radio much?" Vixen grins idly. "Still working on getting the refugees settled. Assuming we can and assuming we've got enough room for the ones that are yet to come." She shrugs a little and shakes her head. "But that's the future. Still got a lot of shit going on right now that needs to get fixed."

Maxy nods, "A little, I have heard a bit about it. Have helped move a few things, but I scare some people, especially some who have already been hurt." she shrugs a bit.

"Well, if you like fighting, there might be some of it eventually," Vixen replies. "Nothing certain yet, but considering how the Dregs are, it's a given that someone's going to try and come make trouble. Other than that, just a lot of construction eventually, once things really get moving. Someone that can lift a lot would be helpful and it might not be a bad way to make good. People are gunna be nervous, but most come around over time."

Maxy nods, "Well, I don't really like fighting but guess you can say I am suited for it. And for the right cause." she shrugs a bit, "Lifting and all that is good, just have to remember to try and introduce myself to the right people."

"Emily is the right one. She's the spokesperson for the refugees. I'll mention you next time I can track her down, but you might try and introduce yourself. Though don't take it hard if she's rough with you. She's a prickly chick and don't tend to take no nonsense. So be straight with her and expect her to be straight with you," Vixen advises, glancing down at her arm as it works the weight.

Maxy nods and moves over and finds a set of weights, the heaviest there is and starts lifting it a little, doing exercises similar to Vixen. "I will keep that in mind. I want to help people with the time I have left." she says and shrugs a bit.

"Plenty enough people that need that sort of stuff," Vixen replies casually. "Me, I could stand to learn some more weapons, but I ain't too concerned about that. Not like I'm looking to get into trouble all over the place." She smirks faintly, slowing her curls a little, working down gradually.

Maxy smiles a bit, "I really don't know much myself, just fighting with my hands, a sword, and deadball." she smiles a bit and shrugs. "And sometimes trouble finds us whether we are looking for it or not."

"I could stand to learn how to use a blade too. I can throw knives, but never got a handle for prodding with the pointy end," Vixen replies with a slight grin. "Though most of what I like to toss is grenades. Just too bad I can't have any of the good ones in the city. Only flashers and smoke."

Maxy nods, "Been meaning to get myself a couple deadball grenades, but I know what you mean, normally I only have my vibrodeadball with me." she shakes her head a little, "There are a couple that teach blades probably, not sure I would make a good teacher myself."

Vixen shrugs her shoulders a little. "Wasn't really asking. Got other things I'm learning that are more important than swinging sharp things around. Wouldn't he so needed, really, if I could get a nice whip that was decent against modern armor. But there ain't no good choices out there. I kinda prefer it, cause you don't' see too many people using 'em."

Maxy cocks her head to the side, "Think I remember seeing a few whips out there, like a vibrowhip or something like that, but it might have just been a rumor." She nods and seems to be just passing the time easily doing the weights.

"I've seen a few, but most tend to be huge or don't last long." Vixen replies casually. "Still useful, though. Can snap someone's leg out from under them, even if you can't get through their armor. I've gotten better at it, even if I don't do too much field work with it." She ends her reps then, breathing out lowly as she lets the arm relax a little, with just a bit of flexing to keep it form tensing up.

Maxy nods, "I haven't done much of anything, though probably should do more." she chuckles a bit.

"Yeah, well, you'll know if I need something done, cause when it gets hot I usually talk about it on the air," Vixen replies, easing herself up. She takes the weight over to the rack, laying it down before she turns to return. "For now, I should get outta here. Take a little downtime before I get to doing some work."

Maxy nods, "Have a nice day then." she says and smiles a bit.

Vixen snaps up her bag, then tosses a casual salute. "Have a good one," she offers before walking off towards the change rooms.