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reverienet2018-06-10 11:19 am
marineris) wrote in reverienet2018-06-10 11:19 am
video; un: gunny
[Bobbie's long, dark hair is loose around her shoulders. She's not wearing the standard station suit—instead, she's wearing something tighter, with a diamond pattern and oddly shaped plating on the shoulders and chest, embedded with some sort of circuitry. She raises her hand, giving her communicator a little wave.]
Hey kids. Now that the gravity's back on, it's business as usual, yeah?
A while back Amos posted some tips about living in space. One of those is exercising—muscles atrophy in low-g much faster than on a proper planet, and we don't all want to turn into noodles. Most of you probably don't know anything about resistance training in space, though, so that's where I come in. If anyone wants a trainer, drop me a line, and if any of you want to learn self-defense or how to throw a solid punch, I can help with that, too. Unfortunately I don't have a gun, so I can't help anyone there.
[Does she sound a little bitter? She's a little bitter.]
By the way, has anyone figured out how to get the replicators to stop spitting up slop yet?
Hey kids. Now that the gravity's back on, it's business as usual, yeah?
A while back Amos posted some tips about living in space. One of those is exercising—muscles atrophy in low-g much faster than on a proper planet, and we don't all want to turn into noodles. Most of you probably don't know anything about resistance training in space, though, so that's where I come in. If anyone wants a trainer, drop me a line, and if any of you want to learn self-defense or how to throw a solid punch, I can help with that, too. Unfortunately I don't have a gun, so I can't help anyone there.
[Does she sound a little bitter? She's a little bitter.]
By the way, has anyone figured out how to get the replicators to stop spitting up slop yet?
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[It sounds a lot like "really".]
Where will you be? [What was that place called again?] The gym?
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Well, regardless of that oversight, Rhea'li heads towards the gym. He's a relatively short guy dressed in the standard jumpsuit, albeit with a hole at the back for his long, fluffy tail to poke out of. A pair of cat-like ears crown his head, each one pierced with a loop of brass. When he enters, he immediately searches for sign of the person he'd seen on the device and approaches.]
Are you the trainer?