recolle | [OPEN] Young Man, 'Cause You're In A New Town

[OPEN] Young Man, 'Cause You're In A New Town

WHO: Sigrun Eide and YOU!
WHERE: Recolle Total Fitness
WHEN: Sunday afternoon, July 2nd
WHAT: FEEL THE BURN as you work out with Sig.
WARNINGS: Shouldn't be any!

[THE WEIGHTROOM]
[Hair tied back in a ponytail, Sigrun is seated on the pulldown machine, braced against the back as she does reps with the weights in back of it. Considering the set of shoulders she's sporting, she seems to be a regular at this.]

[Glancing across the way every so often as she does sets, she spots someone on one of the nearby weight machines who seems to be struggling a little bit. So what's she going to do? Loudly call you out, of course.] Hey, you. Yeah, you, shrimpy. You doing okay over there? Need me to come hold those weights while you cool down a minute?

[...Well, she's trying to be helpful. Probably.]

[THE TREADMILL/ELLIPTICAL ROOM]
[Beasting on the elliptical machine, Sigrun is biking so fast that the machine makes a loud whirring sound as she goes. Of course she takes the time to slow down every now and then, going down to an easier pace that gives the poor machine a chance to breathe.]

[While she's cooling down, she stretches her arms behind her head and whistles a little bit, tapping a beat out on the front of her machine. Then she stops, flips open a notebook, and scribbles some little notes before tossing the notebook back on the front of the machine and starting her furious biking back up.]

[At one point, the notebook slips off of the front of the machine and into the aisle next to her. Doesn't seem like she's noticed it yet, but maybe you're a nice samaritan that will grab it for her? Of course, you could just try to steal it...]

[KICKBOXING CLASSES]

Hrk--! [Sigrun is putting her all into her strikes, eyes narrowed in focus as she lashes a kick out against the sandbags again and again. Her foot, wrapped in athletic tape, slams into the bag with a slapping thud. She's been seriously neglecting her combat training lately, and that's just no good! Time to bust her chops back into tip-top fighting shape.]

[...What was she planning to fight, anyway? Well, she never knew if she might come across a bear on a hike through the woods, a mugger in the streets, or a disagreement at the bar. It was always good to be prepared!]

[Most noticeably of anything, Sigrun has her phone hooked into the waist of her tights, music blaring loudly throughout the room. If you're not particularly intimidated by the screaming Norwegian death metal, then this 6-foot woman might might make an excellent sparring partner.]

[WILDCARD]
[Feel free to tag in with any other gym fun prompts!]

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[ Emil is in the gym trying to get bigger, and also taking hella gym selfies, and he's having a good time until the loud blaring metal music kicks him out of his element. He's never been a metal guy, and the noise just seems to get louder, so eventually he goes over to confront the woman to ask her to put in some headphones or something when he has a sudden realization-- ]

Hey, is that Norwegian?

HUH? [Sigrun didn't seem to realize that someone had approached her until she hears a voice calling over her music. She drops her knee and shakes her knuckles out, then pats around her hip to jab the pause button on iTunes. Stupid-- touchpad, there--]

What, the music? Sure is, lil' camboy. You a fan of Dimmu Borgir?

[ He almost chokes on his own spit hearing lil' camboy what the fuck Sigrun ]

Uh, not really, actually I can barely hear what he's singing at all, but er, do you have headphones maybe?

[She can't use the ESL excuse here, can she.... No let's be real, she knows exactly what she said.]

Yeah, sure! [Sigrun seems to be pretty enthused about his interest as she grabs her gym bag, digging through for a pair of earbuds.] You know this is so funny, sometimes I meet people who've heard of these bands but almost never outside of the clubs! Gonna guess.. Swedish, right? With that accent.

[She pulls the tangled mess of her earbuds out for Emil, offering them up.] Oh, I'm Sigrun, by the way.

Sigrun, huh?

[ How did she know right away! Man! He's really gotta work on that accent! And he wasn't even paying attention to what hers sounded like, but-- ]

Ja, är du också Svensk eller? Nej... Norsk?

[Sigrun pulls a face like she's trying to think for a second, then grins:]

Ja, Norsk! Hvor i Sverige kommer du fra? Stockholm, ja? Jeg er fra nær Bergen. Haha, man! Of all the places to meet someone.

How long you been in Recollé?

About a year, you? And yeah, Stockholm!

Ooh, I should've known. I've been to Bergen! It was nice... um, when it wasn't raining.

[ Which was pretty much all the time, sorry Sigrun but it is really rainy in Bergen... ]

[Sigrun laughs, plopping her ass down on the mats as she rewinds the wraps on her knuckles. Looks like she's taking a breather.] Oh yeah, it's always like that. You learn to like it! Swimming in the rain is fun, especially in the summertime.

[She takes a swig from her waterbottle and motions towards her phone.] Hey, you play music at all?

Er... I mean, I used to sing at school sometimes?

I... played the piano once! But with my feet.

Don't ask.

[ It was that week that turned tiny, he played with Dave! ]

Your feet, huh.

[She gives him ....a look, but hey] That's kinda talented, surprisingly. But you can play with your fingers too, right?

[Sig doesn't want her band to be a sideshow act, Emil......]

[ Um what does he say what does he say ]

I can try!

[ NOT THAT ]

[ Sorry Sig, this boy has not found his talents yet but music is definitely not one. ]

[Emil, you're a fool]

[Sig looks so excited though!! Until you crush her dreams]

No kidding! You should come audition with my band, we could probably use a synth-keyboard for some stuff.

[You know, if she ever decides to dabble in melodic metal.]

Um, sure, where are auditions? And when?

I work a lot, so...

[ It'd be cool to quit and be in a band though, maybe if they become really successful he'll be rich!

He's got a lot of lofty thoughts ]

Uhhhh-- [Sig's eyes roll up to the ceiling for a moment as she considers this. Well, it was pretty off the cuff, wasn't it?] Tonight? We could do it tonight, I guess. I got my guitar in my locker.

[Well, she did have work tomorrow, what with school out and the summer camp season in swing. Eh, it would be fine.]

[That's the spirit, Emil- let's become rich and famous rockstars!! You get Sigrun so well.] Orrrrr Friday. I guess, if you want other people to be around. [She's sure she could find some other people to play with her by then...]

Um.

...Tonight sounds fine, where could we find a piano though?

We can go after we work out!

[ Which, he still needs to do. He was gonna um. Lift weights, but looking at the pin in Sig's machine he um. Actually he might wait until later and come back because why is she so much stronger than him this is embarrassing... ]

[O... she hadn't thought of that. Um--]

The club's got one in the back, it's good enough for an audition! Probably. [They must have one, right? Who lugs around a piano to gigs.]

[She glances back to her machine, then rolls herself up again- to full height- and starts doing some stretches.] Yeah, I should probably finish! Haha, you lift? [Really? she seems to say as she gives him a once-over.]

Um.

Yes!

[ He puffs up his chest as if on instinct, and looks her square in the eyes.

By looking up. Like really far. ]

--Okay, a little?

[Haha. She likes this kid's spirit!]

[She claps him on the shoulder, a little hard.]

Well, good! Someday you'll get there.

[By 'there' she means 'to her level']

[She believes in you!!]

Um. Thanks!

I guess I'll see you in a bit then.

[ He gestures towards the machines ]

When you're done, let me know! I'll wait outside.

[Thumbs up!!]

You got it! I'll be another like, half hour.

[Escape while you can, Emil]

[ She's been watching Sigrun idly, just because... well, she looks like the type of woman who'd put up a damn good fight. Nisha's been looking for a good partner, and Sigrun, it's your lucky day.

Nisha cuts a pretty impressive figure, herself--she's not quite as tall as Sigrun, but she's pretty ripped. There are also a ton of scars on her arms and stomach and back, and Nisha wears 'em proudly.

So. Nisha calls out when there's a lull in the music, ]

Looking for a partner?

[Sigrun is between songs when she hears someone call out to her, so she grabs her phone and pauses it before a good song comes on-- because, of course, then she'll just want to listen to it.]

[Turning to look at who had called to her, she gives Nisha a once-over. Holy crap, this lady looks like she's been through some shit. Which means this will be fun.] Yeah, why not!

[She jerks her thumb back towards the padding equipment.] Let's suit up. Hope you have a retainer, renting them 's pretty gross.

I've been here a few times, don't worry about that.

[ Nisha grins at her before she goes on over to the equipment. She's trained only with pushovers thus far, maybe this one'll give her a challenge. ]

Name's Nisha, by the way.

[A challenge? Maybe. A fight? Probably! Sigrun straps the headgear on, dorky as it is- then fixes the tape around her hands back up and pulls a pair of mitts.]

Sigrun! You come to this gym a lot? I've been trying out different ones around the city since my old one closed down, first time here. Doesn't seem to suck so far.

Sure do. It's the only place I've found I really enjoy. Best equipment, people mostly leave you alone.

[ When she's got all her gear on, and moves to the center of the room. ]

['People mostly leave you alone' will almost certainly change with Sigrun around, but lucky for Nisha that she approached first. Sigrun grins, flexing her fingers in the mitts as she follows Nisha to the mats.]

I'm here on a guest membership to try it out, but guess I'll go ahead and register. Place had good yelp reviews, too. Well, I guess I need somewhere to go until the school year restarts.

Alright! Whenever you're ready- [Sigrun puts her hands up. Most of her training was basic military, and it showed in her stance- but she had been practicing her kickboxing, after all, and she always thought it was more fun to mix different kinds of training in.]

They do massages, too. Pretty ritzy for the price.

[ She shakes her hands a little before she takes the initiative--she aims a jab at Sigrun's shoulder, before following that up with a kick. ]

Man, I don't need the pampering! This is my pampering. [Sig grins, bites down on her retainer, and puts 'em up.]

[And on reaction, Sigrun catches the jab, then brings her elbow up to block the kick. Pushing the foot away disengage, she then strikes out with a kick of her own. Her movements are sure and strong, though not necessarily skilled.]

Hah! That's what I like to hear!

[ She likes Sigrun already, because Sigrun's speaking her language. Nisha doesn't block Sigrun's kick, instead looking pleasantly surprised at the power behind it. She follows up with another jab. ]

[Sigrun lurches back in an attempt to lessen the impact of the jab, but it still sends her stumbling back a little. With a wild grin, she regains her footing, then closes in again with a couple jobs of her own.]

Hey, what d'you train in?

[ This time, she blocks the jabs, then sends a couple on back. ]

Pretty much whatever I want? Iunno, I don't really train in anything specific.

Self taught, huh? That's pretty impressive! [One jab catches her shoulder, but she takes it and sends one of her own right to the collarbone.] You a street fighter or something?

Was when I was a kid!

[ She lets the hit connect and she winces before aiming at Sigrun's left side. ]

You?

Haha, cool! [Sigrun twists just enough to let the blow glance off her ribs, then brings up a knee to Misha's side in turn.]

Former military. But that was boring, so I left.

Damn right it is!

[ She blocks, then kicks again, this time at Sigrun's right side. ]

I'm part of the police force, here. 'S not that bad.

You're a cop!?

[Sigrun finds this hilarious for some reason, failing to block the kick and stumbling back a little as she laughs. She immediately closes back in though, throwing a one-two jab.]

Guess you gotta keep in shape for that, huh!

[ She brings her arms up to take the blows, and she takes the opportunity to aim at Sigrun's shoulder. ]

Hell of a job when things actually get exciting, that's for sure!

Hahaha, you ever kill anyone?

[...She sure is casual about it. Well, she was in the military. She takes the hit and then trades for one of her own, bring a knee up to the ribs.]

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