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

[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?

[multiglyphs]

[ weiss shrugs, glancing away with a fairly sullen look, though she does her best to hide it. ]

I can't say for sure. I haven't been here long enough to notice any patterns.

[yourotherleft]

Mm. [shrugs. Oh well.] Guess we'll find out.

[he nods to the sword at her side] You any good with that?

[multiglyphs]

[ weiss doesn't follow his line of sight, but her hand does fall over the handle reflexively. ]

I'm great at it. [ confidence is not something a schnee typically lacks.

sadly, she is not... really able to use it well at the moment. damn ankle. ]

[yourotherleft]

[yeah, he can tell she's not getting up for a reason.]

Great, huh? I don't mind seeing great sword work in action.

[multiglyphs]

[ she shrugs a shoulder a little, feigning indifference. ]

Perhaps I might indulge you one day.

[yourotherleft]

Good. That'll keep me from being bored. [sighs, and looks around the facility.] Too bad, though. I'm already tired of the fake enemies inside that virtual room or whatever they call it. They just don't feel the same as real enemies when you hit 'em.

[multiglyphs]

[ there's a moment's pause as weiss recalls their last conversation.

and then a small smirk twists her lips. ]

You know what opponents wouldn't be fake? [ oh, she's going somewhere with this. ] Dojo students, sensei.

[yourotherleft]

[making such a face at that]

Students are fragile. I'd snap 'em like twigs. Pretty sure they frown on that.

I don't hold back, I don't intend to ever hold back.

[multiglyphs]

[ she puffs up a little, which is a feat, considering she's still on a chair. ]

You don't think some of them can handle it?

[yourotherleft]

[regards her for a moment before smirking]

It'd be nice if they could. That would mean there was someone my match, here. It's only been a few days, but so far that ain't happening.

[multiglyphs]

[ weiss just scoffs. ]

You should be pleased, then, that I am currently indisposed. You can retain your arrogance for a little while longer.

[yourotherleft]

I guessed as much. What happened?

[y'know, just curious.]

[multiglyphs]

[ she shifts a little, clearly not pleased about the events that led up to this. ]

An incident out in the snow during that blizzard. Nothing major, of course. [ at this point, though, weiss will downplay anything to save face. ]

[yourotherleft]

What, you slip on the ice or something?

[asshole mode is go]

We didn't go out, stayed warm and dry. Mostly.

[multiglyphs]

[ her gaze hardens, and her lips purse. ]

A miscalculation during a battle. [ it was embarrassing enough without having to explain it all over again. ]

How lovely for you.

[yourotherleft]

Ohh. [a touch of the smirk is back] Yeah, those happen. Better watch out next time, huh?

It wasn't a party indoors, don't get me wrong. Just not cold and snowy.

[multiglyphs]

[ her expression only grows sour when he smirks, feeling patronized. ] Don't presume I wasn't already "watching out," thank you very much! I'm sure if I had the luxury of staying inside, I would have been just fine as well.

[yourotherleft]

Yeah, you'd probably be wrong about that. [the smirk slides right off his face] We got attacked. Something broke into our place. Something that my swords couldn't seem to land a hit on.