Atlas Gym; Tuesday [05/30].

[sword_chocobro]

The poster in the lobby had been updated with a new motivational image that Gladio could only highly approve of, so well done to whichever of the staff picked this latest one out.

There was, however, one small adjustment Gladio was going to make, so, after some time in the office to put it together, he had added a little something extra to the bottom:

"HUNGRY: GO TO THE GYM"

Which also included a red arrow at the bottom pointing helpfully toward the new Cup Noodle^TM claw machine game among the protein bar and energy drink vending machines. You know. In case anyone managed to somehow miss that it was a thing now.

Atlas is open!

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[somethingwithturquoise]

Figuring she'd go in pretty hard on the colors in the next month or so, Summer figured this week was a good week to pull out something a little more monocrome but dramatic for her workout drip.

Which was, of course, the main reason she was here, to show it off, maybe snap a few selfies for her Insta, too, while she was at it, and then she'd get to warming up and getting ready for whatever Gladio was going to throw at her to make her wonder if all the parading around in cute outfits was worth it.

(Spoiler alert: it so totally was).

[mylandmyrules]

Nell was here at her usual early time. She still had work and preparation for baseball night to do today.

[sword_chocobro]

"Nell." Gladio greeted her with a nod and a pleased smile when she came in. "How's it going?"

[mylandmyrules]

"So far, so good," Nell said with a smile. "Ready for a good workout to get my day going!"

[sword_chocobro]

"Definitely a good way to start the day," Gladio said approvingly, surprising literally no one. "Anything particular in mind for what you want to focus on this time?"

[mylandmyrules]

"I think my core," Nell said. "My morning runs - and running up and down the stairs to my apartment and greenhouse - and the hives - have my legs in pretty good shape and I did arm work the other day, so..."

[hasaknightjob]

Coming in closer to lunch had worked out pretty well last time so this week Marc did it again. He spared a brief look at the exercise bikes for reasons of his own bemusement, then headed for the heavy bags.

[sword_chocobro]

And, of course, at what seemed like a good, opportune time between sets or whatever, Gladio was there with another gold star being offered out for him.

"Marc," he said with the customary nod. "How's it going?"

[hasaknightjob]

Onto the water bottle it went, adding to the neat row started by the last one.

"All right," Marc said. "Wondering about adding a run around the island to the routine. You?"

[sword_chocobro]

"Always in support of a run around the island," Gladio said with a broad grin. "That's how most of my days start as it is, actually. All those stairs are brutal, but it's worth it. And I'm good...."

There was a little bit of a pause, as if considering if he should quantify that a little bit more.

"Really good, actually."

His conversation with Stark the other day hadn't even swung the pendulum as hard as he would have expected it to have, given the subject matter, so that was...definitely something.

[hasaknightjob]

Marc cocked an eyebrow at the really. "Running up the stairs that fun?"

He knew that wasn't what Gladio meant.

[stykera]

Stark was beginning to wonder if he ought to ask his stylist if he needed some special gym outfits. His stylist, after all, always looked good when he saw her here (and when he saw her anywhere else).

For now he was just going to throw a respectful look her way before heading to the elliptical to start out as was becoming routine.

[sword_chocobro]

"Hey, Stark," Gladio offered a lift of his chin in greeting when he spotted him in that morning. "How's it going?"

[stykera]

"Fine, fine," Stark said, nodding in return. "And you? Good morning so far?"

[sword_chocobro]

"Good morning so far," Gladio confirmed with a nod. "Good run, everything's in order here, people coming in to get their sweat on. Can't really complain about any of that, right?"

[stykera]

"You didn't mention any noodles," Stark pointed out, glancing in the direction of the claw machine. "That might be a source of complaints. Or maybe it's too early for that?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

What could she say? Annie couldn't resist the promise of a sticker.

She turned up mid-morning in a roomy maternity tank top and a pair of leggings, a truly enormous water bottle looped over one shoulder as she scoped out the possibilities of warming up with a little cardio, or jumping straight into her squats first.

[sword_chocobro]

Don't get too excited there, Annie. You jadn't earned those stickers quite yet.

"Annie." Gladio grinned as he lifted his chin in greeting. "Good to see you make it in this week."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Maybe she could win extra stickers by cheating at a claw game, though. She'd been lured in by multiple opportunities, here! (And also working out blah blah good for her body and longterm health and the health of her babies blah blah.)

"Someone made a pretty good case, last week," Annie noted, nodding back lobbywards with a grin of her own. "I'm really mostly here for the noodle thing."

Ignore, like, all the workout stuff she had with her to the contrary.

[sword_chocobro]

"That's a good a reason as any," said Gladio, grinning, because he certainly wasn't about to disparage anyone for a motivation like that! In fact, more people should be noodle-motivated, if you asked him. "Come for the noodles, stay for the gains.

"I just stocked it, too," he pointed out, "so the gettin's pretty good right now."

It did lean a little heavy toward the beef flavor, but plenty of other, often moddable kinds were in the somewhere, too!

[grenadesandohana]

Steve was there was a few claw marks along his arms today (someone was 1) still a cat and 2) not into being cajoled into Cat Leg Day).

"Gladio," Steve said with a grin.

[sword_chocobro]

"Steve," Gladio greeted back, with a nod, and then lifted a finger to signal for him to hold on a moment while he reached into his back pocket to get his stickers, so he could peel one off, and then offer it out to him.

"Cat training not going too well?" he then guessed, with a nod to the scratches.

[grenadesandohana]

"Danny has all the anger in about a fifth of the size," Steve said, smiling ruefully and rubbing his hand over his hair.

[sword_chocobro]

"You know what you should do?" Gladio mused. "Go down to Furnado and see if they have any of those hamster wheels, but larger, for cats. And then turn all that anger into some kind of renewable energy source."

Nice thing about apocalypses, you learned to be pretty crafty!

"And he still gets a workout in. Everybody wins."

[grenadesandohana]

Steve burst out laughing. "That sounds amazing, man. Danny will love it."

Danny would not love it, but Steve would take pictures and bring joy to just so many people.