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Some days they actually had to wait for their turn to use the studio – this was less about Cerissé being impatient, and more about the fact she’d show up early to nearly everything and…well, some people liked to take more than their share. A petty annoyance at best. But in the lounge-esque waiting area (these couches were so nice and they changed them often enough that she had gotten the set they’d replaced with them for her own townhome. She liked them a little better.), there was at least reading material.

While most of it was annoying things like recent celebrity drama (why did it matter what singer was planning their third compass-named child with some woman who was famous for a questionable tape), she found herself drawn to, in all strangeness, a sports magazine. The picture on the front was nothing interesting (there were abs), but some text down in one of the corners had caught the young woman’s attention. She took up her seat next to Jade to flip through the pages until she opened up to an article that read ‘WORLD FENCING CHAMPIONSHIPS’ and started to detail those who had gone and the events that had passed.

There were a lot of pictures.

None were as interesting as the abs she wasn’t looking at.

Cerissé wasn't sure how she felt about being called 'Sunshine'. But on the other hand, it sounded right coming from Jade, so she really didn't mind. "I've..some interest in certain things," she admitted, though did let out a chuckle at the comment about morning workouts. She held up the magazine article she was reading; "I've noticed that I....lack a certain reach and sometimes my little flimsy arms don't really do all that great against strong arms."

Though it could he said Cerissé had rather nice arms. They were just meant for holding an instrument, not hand-to-hand combat. "I also wouldn't be entirely against a little..uhh....self defense training? I've noticed I...am pretty easily overwhelmed by people bigger than me."

By 'Overwhelmed' her inner Tantalite meant 'extremely turned on by' and Cerissé wasn't sure she agreed with it.

The magazine was relinquished easily when Jade gestured for it. Cerissé watched quietly as the woman browsed over the page, settling into her own seat with a half-casualness to gauge a response.

"It's more interesting most of my options and well..." she trailed off quietly, "it has a certain attraction to it just from form and reputation." Bottom line: It looks pretty and seems fancy. That seemed about right in line with what it was Cerissé liked in her day to day life.

"You think that fencing lessons would be helpful to your fanwork?" Certainly some footing would be in order from either lessons, but perhaps it was less about accuracy and more about 'most fan lessons are to make me look graceful, not powerful'. "I wouldn't say no to having a familiar face in with me. For support and to probably laugh at me at times," she winked at the joke.

"Just like that, hmm?"

Cerissé was most definitely spoiled and she at least appreciated it for what it was. "If you think it'd be that useful, perhaps I should look into stepping in on your fan lessons," she suggested, though it was more of an excuse to spend time with the other woman than anything else.

Even if it was all professional, Jade stood as the closest thing that Cerissé was able to label as 'a friend'. There was just too much else on the plate professionally for much of a social life sometimes.

Just like that.

Cerissé looked up as the studio door finally opened, sighing with relief as she picked up her violin's case again. "Yeah, but that can wait until we have had our full time in the studio," she pointedly looked at the people leaving said studio who had encroached on their slotted use of it, but didn't get too up in their grill at this point.

She had a violin to play, after all. The magazine was tossed back into the pile, no longer interesting reading material.



But what about the abs?