[ hawke's off to the side near the more heavy duty equipment, not really paying much attention as she focuses on pull ups at the moment. she's in a tank top and shorts, sneakers on her feet and incredibly sweaty as a result of working out for a while now. this is just, y'know, the usual.
but then, chin over the bar, eyes roaming aimlessly across the gym, she witnesses the rather attractive woman she saw coming in earlier... faceplant on the ground. ouch. hawke gives a bit of a grimace, watching the woman for a moment and also watching as the exercise ball slowly rolls to a stop at hawke's feet. ]
Huh.
[ she picks up the ball then and just heads back over to where touka is, stopping when she gets close and clearing her throat. hi touka, have this buff and scarred up loser who legit has real human blood on her nose at the moment. the aesthetic is important, okay. ]
Seems you've misplaced something, serah. I mean, aside from your dignity.
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but then, chin over the bar, eyes roaming aimlessly across the gym, she witnesses the rather attractive woman she saw coming in earlier... faceplant on the ground. ouch. hawke gives a bit of a grimace, watching the woman for a moment and also watching as the exercise ball slowly rolls to a stop at hawke's feet. ]
Huh.
[ she picks up the ball then and just heads back over to where touka is, stopping when she gets close and clearing her throat. hi touka, have this buff and scarred up loser who legit has real human blood on her nose at the moment. the aesthetic is important, okay. ]
Seems you've misplaced something, serah. I mean, aside from your dignity.