Workout Time

<BobaFettuccine> Nate's working out in the gym. It's not something he does often because of how self conscious he is, and cause of that one time he broke a weight machine, but now he knows which equipment is specially designed for the students with super strength and there's no one else in the gym currently, so it's the perfect opportunity. He's dressed in grey sweatpants and naught else and the guy is absolutely massive. His bright red, rough skin is totally dry as he doesn't sweat, but he's breathing pretty heavily. With each lift of the weights he lets out another massive whoosh of air.

<PuddleJumper> Skix had been in the pool, and having just swam around to relax figured she should at least make an attempt at working out…she had been packing on a shocking ammount of weight lately. She was wearing a cotten pair of shorts and a tank top, her clawed feet wrapped with black t-shirt fabric. Her water bottle was a plastic 2 liter soda bottle with the lable skinned off, her towl had ponies from the 80's on it. She stopped short and did a bit of a double take when she saw the size of the guy on the weight machine. She tilted her head to the side and moved in a little closer for a look.

<BobaFettuccine> Nate's concentrating, so he doesn't notice Skix come in. As she looks closer Skix would realize that this boy has horns, and hooves. In fact he looks pretty much exactly like the stereotypical depiction of the devil, yellow goat eyes and all.

<PuddleJumper> Skix lifted her head and sniffed. Man, big, new smell. She watched the ammount of weight he was pushing, one of the machines ment for supers…she wasent strictly speaking super powered but she had worked herself up to the lowest settings on the sup's machines. She skirted him making sure he saw her come in so he didnt drop his weights, She prepped one of the kevlar and wire renforced punching bags and dragged a radio out of her bag that looked like it was made mostly out of duct tape and hope, its antenna was a coat hanger.

<BobaFettuccine> He smells like a mix between dry sandstone and very clean goats for some reason. He's lifting about half the stack on the machine. As Nate notices Skix he lets the weight touch down and lets go of the bar before sitting up. He reaches into a bag beside himself and pulls out a hoody which he unzips and promptly puts on.

<PuddleJumper> Skix noted him cover up, she tilted her head, shifted side to side on her claws and headed on over. She opened her mouth a little in awe, this was the first time she could remember since she got to the school she had to look up to someone. She offered a claw with a sharp toothed smile, her voice was a bit deep and raspy. Her neck looked like someone had tried to hang her with barbed wire multiple times, old scars. She had fresh ones as well, in the neckline of her tanktop a pink bullet scar freshly healed and a still angry red handprint just above it. "Hi, i'm Skix. Uh…we havent met yet i dont think." ~as if the either of us would mistake the other for someone else duncebag, she thought to herself smiling sheepishly.

<BobaFettuccine> "Howdy," He says with an easy, if somewhat tired smile. His teeth are also sharp, and serrated. His voice is deep and rumbling and he speaks with a distinct southern drawl. "Don't reckon we have. I'm Nate." He gives her hand a firm shake with little real force behind it.

<PuddleJumper> Skix's handshake is likewise restrained, her palm was huge and fit with his nicely. Her teeth were more peg shaped, like a dolphins but thinner and sharper. Her accent was decidedly northern, almost canadian. "Sandra, but everyone calls me Skix. You new here? I work in the kitchen, im a cook."

<BobaFettuccine> "I've been here a couple weeks." He says going to sit down on the weight bench he'd been using. "I ain't got a job yet though. I should apply fer one."

<PuddleJumper> Skix shifted and picked up two 50lb freeweights and a third 75lb one for her tail and started working them while they talked "Theres lots of places to work, They are gonna need grounds keepers soon. I can smell spring in the air…snows gonna melt and the plants are gonna poke out in the next week or so i bet. You from down south? I hear its hotter there."

<BobaFettuccine> "I am, Georgia ta be exact." He says with a smile. "It's a lot warmer down there. I hate the cold." He frowns in the general direction of outside. "Where're you from?"

<PuddleJumper> Skix lifted and smiled grunting between talking. "Detroit Michigan, its about as cold there as here, it just gets warmer earlier. I'm bad in the cold too, if it wasent for my necklace i could get real sick outside. I used to spend most of my winter in front of a fire, this year was the best ive ever had!"

<BobaFettuccine> Nate nods and glances at the punching bag, "You mind if I use that?" He asks, gesturing towards it.

<PuddleJumper> Skix nodded. "Sure, i bet you can really work that. I dont think i've ever seen anyone as big as you work the bag. Its usually what i start out on, but i figured i'd come over and say hi first."

<BobaFettuccine> "Never actually hit anythin before, but my girlfriend just showed me that movie about the boxing guy Rocky. So now I'm curious." He chuckles and stands up to go to stand in front of the punching bag. He draws back a fist and drives it into the reinforced thing and… Woah. He has terrible form, he doesn't make a fist correctly he doesn't put his hips into it, but even so, his punch hits that bag harder than most regular people are capable of.

<PuddleJumper> Skix nods appreciativly, he had strength that was for sure. "Your tall, like a wall. Think of a punch like a steel ball on a chain, force following through. Also stick yer thumb out the outside of your fist or you will break it if you hit wrong. Move and hit…think of lines of force. Here im gonna brace it for you…try to hit me THROUGH the bag. dont hold up."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate nods and makes a fist correctly this time, pulling back and letting go with a haymaker on the bag, it actually rocks Skix back on her heels a little, there is a /lot/ of force behind that punch, though he still has yet to put his full weight into it properly.

<PuddleJumper> Skix barks a strange raptor growl of approval. "Much better! Make your arm like a hammer, use hips. Like a golf swing the bag is just the middle point. You can swing as hard as you can, you wont hurt me promise!"

<BobaFettuccine> Nate nods, completely focused on his task, this time he twists at the hips when he drives his fist forward, putting his considerable weight behind the punch, the bag smacks into Skix and pushes her back a couple feet, there's a slight tearing sound as a small portion of one of the seams rips open a bit.

<PuddleJumper> Skix uses her tail to roll back on letting the bag swing back out. "They put kevlar on it cuz people kept punching through it, then wires under it when my claws cut that. Thats the first time i heard a rip since they did that. Lemme see yer hands knuckles hurt at all?"

<BobaFettuccine> Nate shows her his hands, and shakes his head in the negative. "Nah, my hand feels just fine." He says with a grin. "That was fun. But I reckon I'll need to find somethin tougher. Maybe a big tree?"

<PuddleJumper> Skix "We could spar if you want. I've been fighting since i was…well, pretty little. Promise i will take it easy on ya. Maybe i could teach you to move a little better, just cuz yer big dosent mean you cant move fast. I surprise lots of fighters cuz they expect me to be slower and telegraph my punches. Wanna see?"

<BobaFettuccine> Nate hesitantly nods, "Uuh, sure. I guess. Never really fought nobody before." He says sheepishly.

<PuddleJumper> Skix steadies the bag and tapes up her claws both to protect her knuckles and to keep keep from ripping the bag open again. "We can take it slow, lemme show ya how i move so you get an idea of what i mean." With that skix took off her necklace, a glowing red stone on a leather string. once she did the area around them got noticibally cooler. She then bounced lightly on her claws in a low boxer stance, She worked punishing combos into the bag actually getting it swinging, she actually used her momentum to sway with the bag working all sides at once, whats more she spun to deliver punishing hits with the thick of her tail a loud *Thwak* echoing into the gym and down the hall. She panted when she was done with her little show. "See what i mean bout a ball on a chain? I'm not nearly yer size but i use my weight to follow through. Both my ends are just one long line to swing."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate's mouth hangs open a little. "Woah, yer real good at that. Must take a lotta work." He says, "I couldn't follow half a what you were doin, but I reckon I got the gist of it."

<PuddleJumper> Skix nodded. "I didnt have much of a choice, but i learned how to hold back, not use my claws and teeth at the school. You wanna take it over to the mat's and see if you can put me down? I'll go try to get us some golves that fit, We can do it MMA style. I gotta wrap my feet up so i dont accetly get'cha with a claw though. Your hooves should be fine i think, if i get bonked i get bonked."

<BobaFettuccine> "I probly won't kick at ya anyways." he says, "My legs aren't that great for kickin things what aren't behind me."

<PuddleJumper> Skix ties everything up and nods. "Your gonna wanna take off that hoodie, yer gonna get sweaty. Heh i was more worried bout them swinngin up from the mat. S'ok I'll be carefull." Skix crouched low her tail swishing as she moved in and circled him, judging his reach and how fast he could turn. She sniffed and tilted her head, his body heat centered in his chest and head. With those goat eyes he had an interesting advantage against other people who would fight her as he had a wider view not letting her get out of his pereferial vision easily

<BobaFettuccine> Nate pivots in place surprisingly well, though due to his hooves if he were running, turning would be a problem. "I'm good," He says. "I'll leave it on." He keeps turning, keeping her in front of him, his stance isn't bad, but it's not great either, his hands are up near his face, but not getting in the way of his vision.

<PuddleJumper> Skix darted in and she tested him by aiming low, going for body shots, She had just enough reach to skip a cross off the top of his gloves into his chin. "Get small when ya see em comming, you got reach on me so use it!"

<BobaFettuccine> He actually laughs when she tells him to get small before throwing a punch of his own, she can see it coming a mile away though, and he's not putting nearly his full force behind it. He doesn't seem too bothered by the hits she just got in, and punching him feels a lot like punching a rock.

<PuddleJumper> Skix dodges, letting the blow completely pass her. She pushes back, hammering his gloves and getting through with jabs to the nose. She starts swinging her tail to balance letting him keep an eye on it. "Big punches are good…when they hit, gotta hide what yer doin or big and strong dont mean nothing. Cant let me see yer moves before you make em…like chess, only with hitting!"

<BobaFettuccine> Nate sort of gets what she means, but it's hard to absorb while she's punching him in the face. As her fists continue hitting him he frowns and throws a straight jab followed immediately with a left hook. They're not great but the left hook follows the jab surprisingly quickly.

<PuddleJumper> Skix glances the jab off her glove but catches the left hook across the cheek getting her guard up again. "Good! Got my attention on that. When ya get a good one in press it, use yer size and reach to push someone my size back. Best way to win a fight when yer bigger is to overwhelm em." Skix again darts in, totally ignoring the body, even with her punching power body shots would take all day to wear him down, She mirrored his jab, cross, but then added a right uppercut as well.

<BobaFettuccine> The jab surprises nate and he shifts his head down enough that her fist hits horn, which probably doesn't feel super good. Her left hook he manages to catch on his forearm, but the uppercut gets him right under the jaw and actally knocks him back a couple steps.

<PuddleJumper> Skix nods and moves in again within her range keeping the pressure on, she steadies herself with her tail and rains streight rights followed by overhands to force his gloves down. His hight protects him from the overhands but for someone her size its shocking to see her take the fight to him. "Use that strength, aint gonna stop me till ya put me back!"

<BobaFettuccine> Nate is a little overwhelmed at this point, he's not used to anything like this at all, or at least, he's not used to fighting back. He retreats from her onslaught of punching, only occasionally throwing one or two himself.

<PuddleJumper> Skix lets up, and backs off putting her gloves down. "You wanna take a break for a sec? I got some cold water." she bit the laces on her glove tugging at the strings.

<BobaFettuccine> Nate nods gratefully. "Yes please" He says, relief evident in his voice. "Yer a bit better at this than I am." He laughs.

<PuddleJumper> Skix helped him with his gloves after she had hers off. "I grew up fighting, had to. I learned early on agressivness is half the fight. You're too nice!" She smiled showing rows of sharp well cared for teeth. "You got an arm, like a moving wall. You were tryin not to hurt me, when yer in a fight you cant be all nice, not even a practice fight. You gotta git mad…i tried to push you into it with those shots to the

<PuddleJumper> nose. Nothin doin." She passed him the cool water from her cheep ass solution to the water bottle.

<BobaFettuccine> Nate shrugs. "I don't get mad. I don't think I really know how." He says sheepishly as he gratefully drinks some of the offered water.

<PuddleJumper> Skix nods "Not such a bad thing. I mean, just because you could stomp me into a stain dosent mean ya gotta." she sniffed and looked him over. "I'm nice too when you get to know me, just the world really hasent always been so nice to me…I'd rather cook then fight, but if i can fight for someone who cant i will."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate nods. "That's a bit a why I wanna learn how. I wanna go on one a them missions to help folk and I always hear they're mighty dangerous."

<PuddleJumper> Skix nods "They are, i've done six. Plus some other stuff. So far ive been shot, mind wiped, bitten, slashed, had a cealing collapsed on me, electricuted, and attacked by verious monkies…wanna go to the cafeteria? I can cook us something good!" she smiled widely trying to deflect with humor.

<BobaFettuccine> Nate frowns with concern, and sees a large bruise forming where one of his strikes had actually hit her face. "Yeah, food sounds great, just gimme a minute." He reaches out to place a hand on her shoulder and looks at the bruise for a moment. After a few seconds any wounds Skix had are totally gone, and she'll notice that Nate has a few more.In fact, he has the exact same wounds that she used to have.

<PuddleJumper> Skix looks shocked for a moment, she hadent even felt the bruise on her face but the constant angry itching of the burn right where her bra strap had been was a constant nagging irritation that had refused to heal because of her rather ample chest tugging on the strap, She pulled the strap to the side running her claw over where the burn had been. She looked at him with open mouthed wounder. He could see when she

<PuddleJumper> pulled her shirt aside her back as far as he could see looked like it was nothing but scars. "H…how did you do that?!"

<BobaFettuccine> Nate shrugs, "Don't know. All I know is I can take other peoples hurts and put em on me." He grins. "I bruised you a bit, so I figured I should fix you up some as well. Accidentally took a bit more'n I meant to though." He chuckles.

<PuddleJumper> Skix smiles, rubbing her shoulder…her eyes were actually a bit misty. "Thanks for that, i didnt even feel the bruise. After awhile you just dont feel as much anymore. You didnt have'ta do that ya know." She buisied herself putting away their gear so she could compose herself again before headding down the hall toward the cafeteria with her new friend.

<BobaFettuccine> He smiles at her, grabbing his gym bag and waiting for her to finish, "Didn't have to, but I like to help out." He grins, "Besides, it's not as bad as a shotgun to the chest.

<PuddleJumper> Skix walks with him swishing her tail behind them as she walked. "You took someones shotgun blast to the chest?! How are you even alive?"

<BobaFettuccine> "I'm pretty tough, a lot tougher'n my pa. I think there was a doctor there when it happened. Even so I reckon it was a close call." He's smiling faintly as they walk along.

<PuddleJumper> Skix looked him over. "Your dad got shot and you took it…Is he like you? You got a mom like you too?" She stops herself from rushing on, leaning nearly to his arm "They are ok right?"

<BobaFettuccine> "Nah, my pa and ma are normal folk, ain't got a clue why I turned out this way. And it was just my pa that got shot, ma was inside. They're fine."
[20:04] <PuddleJumper> Skix smiled and nodded giving his hand a little shake with her own. "Thats good! They the ones who brought you here, i really like it here. Before i always was alone, here i got friends that dont treat me like…well ya know." She ladeled them two huge bowls of beef barly soup she had made earlier and put in crock pot warmers, and a loaf of corse multi grain soda bread She levered everything on trays shooing him

<PuddleJumper> into a seat and going to serve him like he was at a restaraunt going to get napkins, silverwear, the whole bit.

<BobaFettuccine> Nate lets her do the whole server bit, quietly waiting. "Well, there ain't no lynch mobs here, and for the most part people don't call me a demon behind my back, so I like it just fine." He says with a grin.

<PuddleJumper> Skix felt her own scars when he said lynch mob. She layed out the soup for him and a folded napkin "I could make a salad to if you want, and whatcha wanna drink." she said as she layed out the rest of the settings. "I think you look fantastic, strong. You smell nice and have kind eyes. Outside this place only one person i know had kind eyes."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate blushes a light pink color, "Oh, uh. Thank you." He smiles at her. "I get it from my pa, he always taught me to be kind no matter what."

<PuddleJumper> Skix layed out some ice tea for him and a salad, she ground up some blue cheese and pepper from a grinder. "He sounds nice, i had a dad for awhile…well he wasent my real dad, but he took care of me after i got away. He taught me to cook." She sat and smiled at the meal she had layed out.

<BobaFettuccine> Nate looks at the meal with a raised eyebrow. "Wow, you weren't kiddin, you like to cook." He says with a grin. "Reckon he taught you well."

<PuddleJumper> Skix smiled happily. "I made a friend who took my itchy burn away. Its the least i can do to cook for ya." she takes a small bite and takes a sip of her grape soda. "He was nice, but very old. I cant believe he managed to get me into his house and onto the couch." she smiled looking far off. "Cooking with and for him made me feel happy, its nice to see how good a warm meal can make anyone."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate grins back at her. "Food is what makes the world go round." He says with a nod. "Everybody's gotta eat after all, and folk always appreciate a good cook." He takes a bite of the soup and smiles wide. "And yer a /real/ good cook."

<PuddleJumper> Skix grinned widely clearly very pleased with the praise. "Thanks for saying so, I think yer really gonna like it here. Theres lots of good people who understand what its like to be diffrent." she eyed his hoodie. "Why do you wear a hoodie? It seems like it would be annoying with horns."

<BobaFettuccine> "That's why I don't wear the hood up." He says with a grin. "Zipper makes it so I don't gotta put my head through a hole to get it on. I only wear things that zip up or button up. Make all my own clothes too. Otherwise I'd never find any in my size."

<PuddleJumper> Skix scoops a bunch of soup onto a big chunk of bread. "Thats why i always end up wearing hoodies and tshirts, I have to cut pants to make snaps for my tail. My girlfriend is a dragon, wanna know a good way to wear tshirts? Ya cut the shoulders and then add snaps that way you can slide it over your horns then snap the shoulders shut again."

<BobaFettuccine> "That's a great idea, dunno why I never thought a that." He says with a grin. Then he seems to realize what she said. "Wait, yer datin a dragon?"

<PuddleJumper> Skix nods "She can change her shape, usually she looks like a girl bout a head shorter then me with orange scales on her legs, arms, and face. Sometimes when she is a bit madder she looks more like me, lil taller claws, tail with a cute spade thing on the end. And when shes wants shes a dragon bout three times taller then you and 4 as long. She can breath fire. Shes the first one i ever met who was diffrent like me, heh she thought i was a baby dragon when we first met. I had to explain to her that my wings wernt going to be growing in anytime soon. She always wore her tshirts by cramming them over her wings. so they were kinda underboob belly shirts."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate laughs, "Dragons are real. How bout that." He grins at her. "This place gets better by the minute."

<PuddleJumper> she nods "Yup, shes the jelous type…she threatened to burn and eat my friend Theo because i went on the worst date ever with him before we were going out." she munches some salad with a ton of cesar dressing on it, "Im friends with an angle too, i think she would like you! Boy would you two make the pair. Shes bout yay high *she holds her hand to her waist* shes got super white skin, and white hair and a sweet little voice. She helped me get my memory back when i got hurt on a mission. Her name is Siobhan. Her wings are very pretty."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate stops eating and just stares for a minute. "Like… A real angel?" He asks.

<PuddleJumper> "Yup, i never believed in the bible or any of that…i thought the world was just to bad a place for there to be a god that would let that stuff happen. But i believe her. I've had to rethink lots of stuff since i got here."

<BobaFettuccine> He blinks. "I gotta meet her. I'm a baptist actually, have been all my life. I gotta meet her so I can tell Pa I met an actual angel."

<PuddleJumper> "We should take a picture for him i bet it would look nice on the cafeteria bulletin board as well. I'm not sure what religion she is…all of em? Theres spirits here too, one of my friends is made of computer code and she can possess any piece of technology, when we do missions together she stays in my phone so she cant get hurt as easy. My friend who helped me get my memory back was in a sideshow, shes a kinda octopus person…you think you have a hard time finding clothes, at least me and you are vaguely human shaped…we found out snuggies work pretty good though."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate laughs, "You should introduce us sometime, I could make her some clothes." He grins at her. "Wow, this place is so interestin."

<PuddleJumper> Skix smiled "You should show her that hand print you got from me, i got it protecting her from some creep that tried to grab her from the school grounds. She usually likes anyone nice, but me and her are pals. She'll like that you were sweet with me."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate blushes a bit and waves off the compliment, "That was just polite, I gave you the bruises, I shoulda helped with em. so I did."

<PuddleJumper> "You dont gotta do that with me, i can take a few bruises. I think me and you probally got about the same job on a mission, be big and keep the others safe. Being able to smell someone from a football field away and see their body heat in the dark is nice too. Now that i met you i can follow your scent if you need anything, its sometimes easier then texting even."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate grins at her, "That must suck sometimes, I bet you can smell whenever anyone opens a dumpster."

<PuddleJumper> Skix sighs. "From here i can tell who on this floor is using the bathroom, whos having their period, whos sick, i can smell that someones smoking weed *sniff* close to the gazebo…probally the maintenence guy. And i can smell that the raccoons are back waiting for me to throw out the night scraps. The mom and her kits arnt there, its two of the older males. You smell like fresh sand, boy, and clean goat…probally the hooves and hair. Do you use old spice?"

<BobaFettuccine> Nate blinks a little in surprise. "Uh, woah. No, I actually use Irish spring, and I make my own lemon shampoo and conditioner fer my fur. I need to make myself a new batch actually."

<PuddleJumper> Skix smiles. "Musta been whoever sat in the chair last, I use irish spring too and thought that was me sweating!" She smiles and muches. "Actually smelling and seeing in the dark is more usefull then anything else i do i think. There are plenty of other students stronger then me or better fighters, nobody really trained me to fight i just leaned when i had to. With some form and practice you could be real good, really help some people. You just gotta do what i do."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate nods. "I'll keep practicin, it's a nice workout too." he says with a smile. "So that's great too.

<PuddleJumper> Skix nods "Practice is good, but i think you gotta kinda let loose a bit. When im really fighting, not what we did, but really fighting im not the same person."

<BobaFettuccine> "I don't know if I can unless someone else is in danger." He says with a small frown.

<PuddleJumper> Skix looks at him seriously, "Its better to know if you can before your life is on the line. I'll help you more if you want it, and even if you decide you dont wanna fight, we can still work out together. I like having company, We got a pool here and a hot tub…and they are awesome. Even if the clorine smell makes everything in the world feel like im breathing through a urinal mint."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate nods, "I reckon I'd like that." He says, smiling. "But, uh. I don't really float, so the pool ain't really an option for me. But the hot tub is probly one a the best things at this school."

<PuddleJumper> Skix snerked. "You could stand probally out till the diving part. I can stay under for a real long time, i could fetch you air, it'd be a blast."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate shakes his head. "I tried it once and the pool /really/ ain't my thing." He frowns for a moment. "I'm fine on solid ground."

<PuddleJumper> Skix shrugs "Mah, lizard mouth to mouth diving isnt for everyone i suppose. What else do you like to do besides work out? Sometimes besides cooking i like to dig up broken things or salvation army stuff and make it work again…sometimes i can as long as i have enough duct tape and wd40."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate grins, "I like sewing, I read some, I like animals, I started gettin into movies recently." He says.

<PuddleJumper> Skix smiles "I need to sew some cuz no pair of pants ever made outside this school would fit me, but im not very good at it, my claws get in the way. Animals are great, the raccoons are eating out of my hands now. Heh before i came to the school i only saw a few taped movies before and public access tv when everyone would get high and pass out sometimes they would leave it on, i could see it from the door. Nature shows were the best."

<BobaFettuccine> Nate nods and yawns, stretching, tired after the earlier vigourous excercise. "We should go hiking or somethin sometime." He says witha tired grin. "Anyways," He stands, "I think I gotta go lay down. I'm beat."

<PuddleJumper> Skix smiles and pats his shoulder glad he had liked the meal so much. "Thanks for letting me yammer at you for so long, I'll clean up here. If you ever need help with anything or just want someone to chat with im in (room number here) if im not there im either here cooking or in the gym already anyhow. It was really nice to meet you Nate." she again offers a claw and a smile.

<BobaFettuccine> "Pleasure meetin you too ma'am." He says with a smile as he shakes her hand before walking off towards the door.

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