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riverviewlogs2017-05-01 09:00 pm
realimperfect) wrote in riverviewlogs2017-05-01 09:00 pm
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who: Re-L Mayer & Various Others
what: All Kinds of Shenanigans
when: All of May
where: The Quarantine - ( streets, police headquarters, shared housing, etc etc literally anywhere and everywhere)
warnings: Probably language but otherwise, none atm
note: Message me/catch me on plurk at goblinrex if you have any ideas you'd like to throw my way, etc! I'm not opposed to doing something with the fire flies, just didn't really have a good enough idea while I was getting this together!
001. WORK IT OUT
002. BAD KIDS
0003. IT’S 3 AM
what: All Kinds of Shenanigans
when: All of May
where: The Quarantine - ( streets, police headquarters, shared housing, etc etc literally anywhere and everywhere)
warnings: Probably language but otherwise, none atm
note: Message me/catch me on plurk at goblinrex if you have any ideas you'd like to throw my way, etc! I'm not opposed to doing something with the fire flies, just didn't really have a good enough idea while I was getting this together!
001. WORK IT OUT
[ Early mornings were a staple in Re-L’s life before she’d arrived on the Eluvio or in the Quarantine, and nothing has really changed for her since her arrival. Her alarm goes off at a prompt 6 AM, and after a moment to gather herself, she quickly pulls herself out of bed to begin the first leg of her day : a nice 2 mile running circuit. It’s a rather quiet morning practice, honestly – she’s rather unassuming in her usual uniform of all black, heels traded for tennis shoes and dark hair tied up and out of her pale face. If the weather is hot enough she might even bless the Quarantine with an unusually “undone” outfit for Re-L – a little bit of middrift showing as she ditches a shirt in her room for a more simplistic leggings and sports bra look. It’s practical, at least.
- The safest bet, however, is that her make-up is still on for vanity’s sake, even as she’s sweating off the previous day’s stressors on her run.
Once her two miles worth of laps is under her belt there’s the predictable cool down walk to an open spot in a park where she can get to stretching and some body weight strength training. All this in the early hours of the morning, every single day without fail, except maybe for a lazy Saturday every now and then. It’s an easy enough to track habit, should anyone wish to join her in her fitness efforts.
She may not even notice, at first, if focused enough. ]
002. BAD KIDS
[ During day time hours it’s easiest to find Re-L in one of two places: police headquarters with her head buried in a case or ten, or the café with a new volume in her hands to read.
Her work areas at Headquarters are always kept pristine and organized, her assigned cases outside of her assigned watch points organized in rather meticulous files. Small, looping cursive notes dot paperwork she keeps with observations and notes on locations and suspicious circumstances, the lot. Her natural curiosity and, at times, just being plain nosey has already been a bit of a thorn in the side for those looking to be a bit nefarious, but… Stay out of nefarious dealings and maybe she won’t have to lend voice to a conviction.
In the café she’s easiest found tucked away in a quiet corner, either with a hard volume or whatever she has uploaded in her holojournal. Flicking through pages and occasionally making some kind of note about some line or another, seemingly absorbed in taking in the information in front of her. Interruptions won’t be too unwelcome, though – she’s already read many of these passages before. ]
0003. IT’S 3 AM
[ Early mornings collide with late nights with regularity – at least as often as her body and sleep schedule can take. It isn’t unusual to find a certain darkly dressed woman wandering the streets of the Quarantine late at night and in the early hours of the morning, exploring the small crevices and forgotten alleyways. This practice is just as much for her curiosity as it is her edification should she ever have to escape the city quickly. Mental maps are drawn with increasing detail in her wanderings, more often a passing shadow in the night than a talkative creature, though..
Well, it’s pretty safe to say she’s going to assume most people wandering in the dark of night are up to something they shouldn’t be, despite her own appearance in the streets late at night – prime for questioning to see what the hell she’s up to in the wee hours of the morning, right? ]
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Now in this new place, he figures before something like that happens or before he is attacked by someone, Kaneki should probably resume his training. Which consists on some form of karate and judo at 6am before work. Because Kaneki's teacher isn't here, he has to go back to learn things by himself - which means he is back to reading theory in books and then apply it.
So Re-L will find him doing just that. With a book in his hand, he reads a couple of sentences and then puts it down to try and mimic what he read and saw in the pictures. It might look like a ridiculous way to learn, but Kaneki actually manages to do as explained quite well - though it's only slow motion for now.
However, the moment he spots the woman, suddenly he stops, face going red from embarrassment. Yes, he knows; it's silly, yes. ]
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[ With her run done, it was time to find a common area to do a little bit of muscle building. She's glistening with a little sweat by the time she makes it to Kaneki, taking a drink from a water bottle as she finally comes to a resting place. It's not ideal by any means for her, working out outside, but when push came to shove that's just what needed to happen.
Either way, she starts stretching her legs a little when it finally occurs to her that she isn't alone, fingers holding the toe of her shoe as she stretches her hamstrings.
He almost reminds her of Vincent, with the blushing and the lot, and almost instinctively she moves to swat down anything like blushing. ]
Don't let me stop you. Shortly I'll be upside down and I'll look like the real ass in this park.
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[ he doesn't have his teacher here (Yomo, he means Yomo. Touka was kind, trying to teach him, but she really failed at that). ] well, it has worked so far, kinda. [ in theory. But let's be honest, it wouldn't be enough in an actual fight, probably ]
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[ Re-L takes a moment to give him a little bit of a study on her own - he looks largely... well, not very threatening, to say the least. Learning to fight might not be a bad plan for him. But then again, she's not all that great hand to hand, but with a rifle - ]
There's a man here named Gladio that has been offering training.. physical and fighting, if you ever get tired of learning through a book. [ There's a pause as she makes sure she's positioned right, on a nearly flat space of ground before dropping down to her toes and palms, one arm moving to her back before she moves in to smooth one handed push ups. ] He's given me a work out routine to keep me in shape so it may not be a horrible idea.
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At Re-L's suggestion, though, kaneki pauses. He doesn't think he can actually train with other people, they'd soon find out he isn't just human and that could be dangerous to himself. But if someone could give him some sort of routine, maybe he could do that ]
What kind of routine?
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It would probably depend on what you want to achieve and where you are currently, physically... [ Which by the looks of him isn't all that strong or conditioned. Of course she could be wrong - she herself looks thin and untrained to the naked eye, particularly without layers of clothing on that could conceal some kind of muscle tone. Here, even in her athletic gear, sh looks simply thin - not like someone who'd be able to do the push-ups she is or anything of that sort. So perhaps she shouldn't underestimate him so much.
Either way, she's not entirely sure of the exact mode in which Gladio figures out his training plans, or anything. She hadn't paid particular attention in how he'd built hers other than complaining about his damned vertical push-ups. If it meant she'd be able to actually defend herself, though..
She'd put up with it. ]
If you're not in great shape I don't think he'll break you from the beginning. But he's not going to let you slack off, either.