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Atlas Gym; Tuesday [07/04].

Gladio had been reading up on the American revolution in some of his free time, and in addition to not only finding it interesting because he did like things that were historical and military with themes he could relate to, but it also meant that he could appreciate the thematic update to the motivational poster in the lobby and the (thanks gods) tastefully light decor of red, white, and blue, because he actually knew who that was now! He was a little less inclined to notice that the staff had put on a thematic playlist, as well, but that's just because he didn't pay much attention to the music except as just sort of background noise in the first place.

But other than that (and a few new flavors of instant noodle hanging out in the Cup Noodle^TM machine today), it was pretty business as usual around the gym, as Gladio did his rounds checking the equipment when he opened up and got ready for another day of people getting their sweat on.

Atlas is open!

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Summer had plans later with Travis, and so she was in bright and early, with the intention of squeezing in a real quick and dirty workout before she flitted off to space, with the intention of really putting herself in a spot to have earned all the massages and pampering and relaxing that awaited her.

Besides, today was one of the few days she could wear something like this week's workout outfit without coming off as a complete asshole.

Nell was here and cheerful after spending part of her class time yesterday fighting with the warrior women on Odessen. They'd taught her a type of spin kick that she was practicing on the mats. If she was falling more than she was succeeding, at least she was clearly getting better at it!

And the important thing, really, was that she kept getting back up to try again, if you asked Gladio. And since it was pretty clear that Nell had a pretty clear goal when she came in that day, he gave her plenty of time to work through it before making his way back around when it looked like she was ready for a bit of a break.

To hold out a gold star for her with a nod that tried to be serious, but it was possible to pull off too serious when you were handing out little tiny shiny stickers.

"Nell. Looking pretty good out there. That a new one?"

She took his presence as a good excuse to flop down for a break, though she accepted her tiny gold sticker very seriously."Yes," she said happily. "Just learned it yesterday, though 'learned' is a bit of an exaggeration at the moment. I think I keep dropping my right shoulder when I go into the jump, but I'm getting better!"

She patted the space next to her should he want to sit for a bit. "How are you doing today, Gladio?"

At the invitation to sit, Gladio seemed to glance toward one of employees as if to remind them who was the boss around here if anyone decided to give him crap about sitting down on the job (mostly because that's exactly what he would have done to one of them, really, let's be real) before he took Nell up on her offer.

"Definitely keep at it the way you are," he said, "and you'll get there. And I'm good, thanks. Not much new to report since Sunday, really."

Well, there had been less sneezing thanks to the weather, at least!

"How 'bout you? Another trip to visit your warrior women yesterday, I take it?"

"I'm doing well, and yes, I'm taking Lana's class again and all of her classes will be on Odessen, so I can pop over and get in some time with the warrior women."

It made her smile just thinking about it. "Never thought I'd enjoy something like this so much. Did I tell you Lana gave me a holocomm so I could talk to them and arrange to visit whenever I wanted?"

And the fact that it made Nell smile made Gladio grin in kind. "I think you may have mentioned something about it being easier to keep in touch with them," he said. "I'm glad you're gonna get plenty of chances to work with them, then. You can go get some good training in, and then show up here the next day to show off. Pretty good deal right there."

"Not so sure 'showing off' is the thing I'll be doing," Nell said with a smile, "but showing you and maybe asking for a few pointers sounds about right."

"Well, I'm impressed," said Gladio, "either way."

And since she opened the door a little to pointers, he continued to offer a couple of minor suggestions regarding form for her to try next time, with a little bit of gesturing with his hands for further emphasis.

"Might help it go a little smoother," he said, sending a smile over to Nell, "at least as far as I can tell from here."

She watched and listened intently. "No, I think you're right, hang on."

Nell got up and gave it a try, taking into account his suggestions. "Yes!" she said. "Oh, that definitely helps, thank you!"

"You're welcome," said Gladio, with a nod, the grin on his face pleased and amused and about a million other little things that had sparked up from the moment she'd pretty much gotten right on her feet to put his advice into practice straight away. "Glad I could help. Maybe I'll have to think of something good for you to take with you for your next visit so you can show them, too. You'll just be impressing everyone left and right."

She grinned at him. "I'd like that. It would be fun to bring back a new thing to show them."

Stark was there, not in any sort of patriotic outfit because he didn't own any, just the regular nondescript clothes he favored when coming to the gym.

He did notice someone else's leggings though. They certainly were eye-catching and he was looking, respectfully, without commenting.

He would comment to Gladio though, when he saw him. "Morning," he said, with a slightly stiff nod.

"Morning, Stark," Gladio greeted back with a nod, unsurprised by the wandering eye but tilting his head a little at the stiffness in Stark's own nod. He peeled off a gold star to hand over to him. "How's it going?"

Stark's eye just naturally went in Summer's direction. It was a whole thing!

"It's going fine."

Oh no, more burpees.

"How are you? Any recommendations for the day? Should I hit more things?"

He couldn't go over to the weights, obviously!

"Do you want to hit more things?" Gladio answered Stark's question with one of his own, since, really, that could be a big factor there. "Might not be the worst idea either way, though. Good way to reinforce what you learned last week. How you feeling with all that, anyway?"

"I wouldn't mind hitting thing. I could use the practice, I think."

It had been a while since Stark had felt a need to hit a person but you just never knew when that might come up again.

"Feeling with last week? My knuckles don't hurt anymore. They did, the next day. But that may just be lack of practice. Or a sign I ought to have used the gloves? Both. The rest of it..."

Stark shrugged. "I feel better than I did. Less worried."

"You seem less worried."

Low bar, Gladio! Real low bar!

"If a little tense, though. Make sure you get a good stretch and warm up before you get into anything, or you'll definitely regret it in the morning. Gloves are definitely not a bad idea if your knuckles took as much of a beating as the bags, or I can maybe teach you how to wrap 'em to help cut down on that."

"I'm always tense," Stark said a little ruefully. "At least a little. I'll stretch. I promise. You can show me how to wrap my hands? I might like that better than gloves."

Gloves were going to feel weird!

"Really roll the shoulders," Gladio suggested, demonstrating by doing jusy that, "and the neck, too, that's where a lot of people hold their tension. And the wraps still won't be near as much protection as the gloves, but it should help, and it should be easy for you to do, you work at the clinic, right? Kinda like wrapping a wound. And if you do go too hard and start bleeding, well....they help with that, too."

Excuse you, Gladio, Stark held his tension everywhere.

"I don't think I'll go so hard as last time," he said, trying to roll his shoulders as demonstrated. "I try not to make myself bleed if I can help it."

That's why he said most people! Most!

"Pretty solid goal to have," said Gladio with a snort. "I'll go get the wraps, you work on getting those shoulders loosened up a little more."

"It is a good goal," Stark said. "I try to meet it daily. Hasn't been too difficult of late."

No real injuries, in any case. Little scratches didn't count.

But he nodded and continued trying to roll his shoulders.

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