It's only a ride

[yourotherleft]

Who: Zoro yourotherleft & OPEN
When: IC 1/2-1/6
Where: CERES gymnasium, Residential District
What: Zoro needs to get out of the house and get some exercise. He challenged/talked to a lot of people who might take him up on some sword training, so the best place to take him up on his challenge is...the gym. It's easier to find than the dojo, okay.
Rating/Warning: None likely, will update if needed

[whatever that bullshit with the unkillable phantom was about, Zoro has come to the conclusion that he needs to get away from the apartment for a while. Off his ass, and back into a routine. There isn't room to keep weights or spar in their home, so he'll need to get out and about to train like he's used to. Where does one find the biggest weights and the best training facility? Apparently the gym. Good thing it's close by, in the same district, because it takes him the better part of the morning and asking at least five people to direct him to get him there, and even then he walks past it on accident rather than by the intelligent design of any of those five people or his CEREvice.

He'll be at the gym every day for a week, and before too long regulars might hear the staff whispering about the guy who demands they put the maximum amount of weights on the lifting machines and it's still not heavy enough. He's making a nuisance of himself, but it's all for the sake of staying in shape. No fancy robot world with flashy lights is going to make him soft!

Any and all takers can find him:

A
Lifting all the weights. All of them. Boggling onlookers. Able to still converse while he does so, so if it looks crazy, feel free to mock him for it. He's not very good about not hogging all the weight but at least he'll wipe down the equipment.

B
In the virtual training facility. It's pretty clear that he's been told he has to train here, "fake" or not, possibly because he's destroyed training dummies already. He carries three swords, already a fascinating topic of rumor and gossip, and isn't content with merely battling imaginary foes. They just don't have the same feel. So any and all swordsmen/women are free to challenge him - he'll take it! Or he'll stop and talk swords, if facing him is too daunting an idea.

C
Miscellaneous places. The showers, the juice bar. He's not shy, he'll stop to talk if anyone engages him.]

Comments

01/02; a

[primulas]

[after all that bullshit minatsuki had mostly stayed inside. she was tired of seeing the same fucking walls within her apartment and had decided to take a little walk. for no particular reason she had stumbled into the gym, wanting nothing more than to check it out and see what sorts of people came here. it almost reminded her of deadman wonderland, when she would check in on these places with her brother only to see a shitty kid and a muscle mountain training together.

...ah, and there's another dude training here.

she walked in nonchalantly and saw zoro lifting weights like mad. minatsuki had a juicebox with her, the straw still in her mouth as she stared at him. once she took it out:]

Aah... either you're majorly compensating for something with all those weights or you're just a fitness freak. [most likely the second choice, either way, but she had to poke fun at him.]

[yourotherleft]

[the pace at which he's lifting makes it pretty clear that he's not struggling with the weight. Zoro raises an eyebrow at being addressed]

Gotta stay in shape somehow.

[and not lose count of his reps while he does!]

It won't even go to a ton, though, so it's all relative.

[primulas]

...A ton...?

[wha-] You sure about that?

[she knew all kinds of people who were fitness enthusiasts but, no one was able to lift a ton.]

[yourotherleft]

Yeah...

[why, is that weird? Patiently maintaining his pace without a slip, even with his attention diverted.]

Oh, do you need one? I could spare a couple, I guess.

[primulas]

No way, I'm not exactly into heavy lifting.

[that's more for people who have tons of testosterone flowing through them at all times.]

So, you're a human and you can lift that much?

[yourotherleft]

Ah. Oh well, more for me, then.

[he reaches the end of his reps and then shifts the massive barbell to rest along the back of his neck, to do squats. Yes, with all that weight.]

Yep. See me doing it? [smiiiirk]

[primulas]

...Uh huh.

[amazing.] You know, it's a known fact that if you're on 'roids those dangly bits between your legs shrink.

[yourotherleft]

[AFHAJDHHGDHASDL

well he wasn't expecting that. Zoro almost drops the barbell...almost.]

I'm not...what are you even talking about?!

[primulas]

Well that's the only way you can lift that much, yeah? Aahh I wonder what it's like, living life with a barely working dick!

[ 8) she's mostly messing around with him, she'll probably break in a second she just loves to mess around with people.]

b.

[multiglyphs]

[ it hasn't been too long since that unpleasant snowstorm had overtaken the city ("unpleasant" being something of an understatement here), and because of that, weiss' twisted ankle still hasn't fully healed just yet.

still, she refuses to shrug off work, and so she can be found around the gym dressed in full aerobics garb, but of course the second the class ends, she's sinking unto a seat to relieve some of the pressure from her injury. it just so happens that her seat is around the virtual training facility, which means she's privy to the sight of the man stalking about, like some sort of predator waiting for his prey. she eyes the three swords he sports, and realizes those rumors she'd heard around the locker room hadn't been that far-fetched after all.

with a slight wrinkle to her nose, weiss can't help but finally call from her seat, a few feet away: ]

Wouldn't it be easier to just insult someone?

[yourotherleft]

Ehh?

[Zoro turns with his lips twisted in a scowl, and he's about to toss some snark right back at the girl, but then he recognizes the voice a beat later.]

Wait a minute. I've talked to you before.

[multiglyphs]

[ it's right around that time that weiss realizes she recognizes that voice as well, though it takes her a little longer to place it. sadly, he is not the only gruff, surly man she's met since her arrival here.

the swords help tip her off, though. she smirks a little. ]

Oh? Lucky you.

[yourotherleft]

Yeah yeah. [hmm, though...] I don't think I got your name, that time.

[it was only a few days ago, but.]

[multiglyphs]

[ who cares about names when PLANNING is being discussed! ]

It's Weiss. Weiss Schnee. [ it's been over a month, but somehow she's still saying it as if it's supposed to mean something, here. force of habit. ]

What's got you so eager for a fight? Cabin fever already?

[ notice how she completely forgets to ask him for his name... ]

[yourotherleft]

[that's okay, his manners aren't that good either]

Rorona Zoro.

[he stands back and rests an elbow on the swords at his hip, sizing her up for himself]

You could say that. Whatever that thing was that broke into our apartment the other day, I couldn't even land a hit on it. I need to keep my training up before anything else like that happens.

[multiglyphs]

[ she isn't really much to look at, as she is now. a tiny thing, petite and delicate-looking, almost like some porcelain doll. but at her hip rests her own sword — a custom rapier that seems quite out of place on someone as fragile-looking as her. least of all while she's on the job. but ever since things started getting weird again, she's refused to be without it.

but her eyes narrow a little at the mention of that... thing. she'd been outside for the majority of the incident, her still-healing ankle proof enough of what a bad idea that had been. ]

Wise of you. I hardly doubt that will be the last of it.

[yourotherleft]

[naturally, he notices the sword with interest. Anyone, regardless of build or size or anything else, who carries a sword is okay by him.]

Stuff like that happen around here a lot? Or was this just a special occasion?

1/3a

[makigumo]

[ Oh, weight lifting? Easy-peasy, way too easy. But Shihoudou still goes, and--- ]

Hey! All of them? Granny wanna do some lifting too, Weight-chan.

[ the almost naked woman totters over, geta loud on the floor, and... lifts up Zoro and weights, as if it's nothing. Her hat tilts dangerously, but she's not bothered. ]

[yourotherleft]

[he hears the clack of the geta but doesn't really register who or what is coming before he's....in the air?!]

Wh...! Oi! Put me down, dammit, I'm mot a toy!

[wait a minute. Just who is strong enough to lift him with the weights?]

[makigumo]

[ She tilts her head back to look at him, and grins stupidly up at him. If he can see it or not is besides the point. ]

But you took all the toys!

[yourotherleft]

[he can't, but he still gets the feeling she's...weird]

If you want one just ask for it! Geez! [but more importantly...] How strong are you?

[makigumo]

[ OH YEAH. ]

This works too though right? [ Hm~? ] Super strong! [ The hat she's wearing weights 1000 ton, even. She's insanely strong. ]

[yourotherleft]

No, now put me down! I can't lift if you're doing that!

[ooh let him lift the hat, he needs that]

[makigumo]

Of course you can! Or what? Did you want to switch places? Because Granny can agree to that.

[ Any time! ]

[yourotherleft]

No, I don't wa...how much do you weigh?

[yep, rude. But why would he want to lift someone who weighs less than the barbell across the back of his neck?]