Atlas Gym; Tuesday [05/16].

[sword_chocobro]

A big part of Gladio's job used to be team building and morale. He wasn't always good at it; in fact, there were times were he was absolutely garbage at it, but he figured he could bring a little bit of that to the staff at the gym, starting with a little survey to get an idea of what machine or equipment they liked best or preferred, and so a small portion of his day was spent in the office, sorting through the results and figuring out how to best use that data.

Although, really, now he just sort of wanted to give a shoutout to the person who just chose the vending machines in the lobby.

Atlas is open!

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[somethingwithturquoise]

Cautiously still celebrating Intergalactic Turtleneck Day did not mean sacrificing her weekly cute workout gear fashion show! Summer came swanning in as usual, this time in something with turquoise (ISH), with her usual chirpy, sing-song greeting to Gladio on her way to get good and warmed up before he inevitably made her feel like maybe corporeal bodies were a mistake, actually with their training session for that day.

[mylandmyrules]

Nell was here for a quick workout before heading to work and the last of her preparations for tonight.

[sword_chocobro]

And even though they'd be seeing each other later for baseball night, it would be remiss of Gladio to not at least offer a nod and a greeting. "Nell," he said. "'Morning. How's it going?"

[mylandmyrules]

"I'm well," she said with a smile. "I think I'm just going to go through my forms today. I've got a lot to do still for tonight."

She didn't really, but this was Nell, so everything was going to be shiny and perfect.

[sword_chocobro]

Gladio nodded a little. "It's good," he said, "to take a light week every once in a while, anyway. Especially if you're distracted with other things. That works out pretty well for me, too, actually. Got a few good ideas on getting you started on that weapons training, but this'll give me a little more room to fine tune it a bit."

[mylandmyrules]

"Something to look forward to," she said brightly. "The forms and my daily runs should hold me till next week."

[hasaknightjob]

Marc got to the gym around his usual time. Hitting the punching bags felt like the right thing for this morning. At least as a place to start.

[sword_chocobro]

The punching bags were never really a bad place to start, really. And Marc had a little bit of time to work them before Gladio came around with a nod of greeting and a gold star being offered out. "Marc."

[hasaknightjob]

"Hey," Marc said. He got his water bottle to put the sticker on. "How's it going?"

[sword_chocobro]

Gladio shrugged a little. "It's going."

And, considering how their conversation last week had gone, he considered just sort of leaving it at that, but it really wasn't his style, and, well, with Nell's thing later, anyway...

"So," he offered, "baseball tonight, huh?"

[hasaknightjob]

"You're going to that too, huh?" Marc asked, since Nell had mentioned it in the invite she left him.

[mylandmyrules]

"I have the beer you like," Nell said. Greeting? She'd forgotten about that in her bit of fluster about tonight. "And a variety of snack foods for tonight. But is there anything in particular that you'd like?"

[hasaknightjob]

Fortunately Marc's beer preferences were things like not lite if it could be avoided and not that bread in a cup that Steven favored. So at least in that regard Marc was a low maintenance guest.

Still, Nell apparently being worried that he had that strong a preference about beer made him feel like it was worth reminding her, "You don't have to do this, you know. Not if it's not going to be fun for you."

[mylandmyrules]

"Oh no, I'm enjoying it. I think it will be fun," Nell said. "Why would you think I wouldn't?"

[stykera]

Stark was here for another week. If Summer happened to be there at the same time he would be giving her and her outfit a very pleased grin. If Summer wasn't there at the time he'd just be pretending not to know anything about the fading mark on his own neck, thank you.

In either case he was heading for the elliptical to start things off.

[sword_chocobro]

"Hey, Stark," Gladio offered a lift of his chin and a notch of his hand in greeting when he spotted him. "Good to see you."

Not only was it good to see anyone keeping up a good, consistent good routine, but it was also good to see that Stark was starting to figure out what worked for him enough to have a clear idea of where he wanted to start that day, too. You loved to see it.

[stykera]

"Morning, Gladio," Stark said with an answering wave.

"Any suggestions on else to do after this? There are still machines I have no idea what they're for. But I like this one to start with."

It was a nice way to ease into things!

[sword_chocobro]

They were easy and effective and just really smart design, honestly, from a low-key workout perspective!

Gladio considered a moment, knowing they'd talked a lot about working the core and that he'd be mostly taking care of arm day over at the forge, before just sort of shrugging a little.

"Maybe one that's really got you curious?" he offered, since even he had to admit, to an untrained eye, he could see how some of this stuff looked less like exercise equipment and more like torture devices.

(Insert Prompto's unsolicited commentary in his head about them being the same thing).

[somethingwithturquoise]

And as it just so happened, Summer was still there at the same time. What? You think she'd be dropping all this cash on these outfits and not getting as much mileage as she could out of them when she did wear them in? She didn't even have a disgusting food class to prepare for on Tuesdays anymore!

So it looked like there's be two sing-song greetings being thrown out into the gym that day.

"Hiiiii, Staaaaark."

Tossing her water bottle into the holder on the elliptical next to his? Don't mind if she did!

[stykera]

"Hello, Summer." Not a sing-song back but a very pleased grin was included with the greeting. Very pleased.

"It's good to see you here." Or anywhere, let's be real.

His hand had gone to rub at his neck without his really noticing.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Oh, but Summer definitely noticed, and she noticed it with maybe a small, smug, satisfied lift of her chin as she went to take her place on the elliptical.

"Every Tuesday," she chriped, "if I can help it. But you knew that. Obviously."

You know. Because radio.

"Good to see you picking it up, too."

[grenadesandohana]

"I'm back to silver stars," Steve said with a sigh, "but in my defense, I needed to stop a bomb before the wedding."

Gladio would understand, right?

[sword_chocobro]

Gladio definitely understood; he'd pretty much expected this sort of thing, after all.

Still had to reset the progress, of course, but McGarrett would understand that, right? At least Gladio's faint smile was understanding and empathetic.

"Japanese mafia related?" he guessed.

[grenadesandohana]

"Weirdly, no," Steve said. "Someone stole a nuclear weapon from North Dakota and brought it to my island."

His island, Gladio. Ignore how he didn't actually own it or rule it, okay?

[sword_chocobro]

Gladio would have referred to Insomnia the exact same way, his city, even though he couldn't even go there right now, much less own or rule it, so....he got that.

"What for, then?" he asked. "Safe keeping?"

Yes, that was sarcasm.