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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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 Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 6:00 pm
A little Gym owned by the off island business monger couple, Joe and Mary Smith. Having heard that there was an island somewhere in the middle of nowhere in development, they rushed there and bough a bunch of building and opened various shops that were missing on the island. This is only one of them! Of course, they'll be more then willing to sell it back to anyone with a right prize.... and if whoever decided that they changed their mind and leave the island (or, most likely, die in a horrible death), they'll be more than happy to rebuy it for half the price! This is how they make their money. Until someone take over the ownership of this shop, they'll be happy to run it from the mainland, almost never coming on the island to see how it's going. The employees, NPC or not, are then free to work like always and customers to use their services.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 10:13 pm
 
Todd had unlocked the little gym, turned on the lights and plugged in the machines all in about fifteen minutes. There was pretty much nothing he could do when working alone and at his hardest. He stood behind the little counter and quickly began organizing everything on the desk. What else was he supposed to do, after all? He needed to keep busy if he was going to stay with this job. He rolled his eyes at the empty sight that was before him. It seemed kind of weird that the boss didn't think it was smart to show up and that the only other people he saw were random NCPs. But, NCPs didn't quite know how to talk... or something. They just kind of acted as robots here, servicing the machines, cleaning up stuff and polishing the weights. It was useful to have nice, shiny weights, but he couldn't help but feel like it was weird to even have them around.
He continued doing what personal trainers did when no one was around, and that was looking around the place like he was out of place. He crossed his arms, standing there in his tight white t-shirt and baggy camo shorts. He looked pretty bad a**, even picked it out himself. Wow. That sounded so lame, but in his head it was a good thing. After a few more agonizing seconds, he walked over to the old-style radio and attempted to dial a classical station. Soon, the sweet sounds of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart were sifting through the stale air of the gym. Nothing like some good classical music to soothe you while you push your body to impossible extremes, after all.
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It was a few minutes after that when Todd was finally interrupted from his boredom by some customers. Xeiro and Bela to be exact. Xeiro was, of course, running up ahead of her and had a large smile on his face. This had been the first time that he had ever actually made it to the gym and that was plum exciting. He opened the door quickly, the bag hanging off of his shoulder shifting quickly as he turned to enter the great place. He didn't even bother holding the door open for Bela. Chivalry had died a million years ago, him holding a door open wouldn't bring that s**t back. Women needed to take care of themselves, dammit. He quickly took in all that this place had to offer him by turning his head rapidly and looking at everything. He was in workout heaven!
He had his favorite black muscle shirt and gray sweatpants on. The sweat that he had poured into this outfit was irreplaceable and it brought some kind of special luck when he was working out. s**t was magical. He watched a person shine a weight that was obviously to heavy for them to even imagine lifting, but it was a walk in the park for him. This brought a far larger smile to his face than he already had. He was living a good life. He had an awesome new place to spend his time away from his family, (especially that damn b*****d child >>). It didn't even matter that the music here genuinely sucked. He was far too excited to worry about trivial things, and that could probably be changed with a tip. He smiled at the guy he spotted standing around, looking generally out of place. "Hey, man. We're looking for a membership deal or something, ain't that right, babe?" He turned to look at Bela.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 8:21 pm
Bela James-RameriBela had walked in calmly, with slow, easy steps. However, her face pretty much said everything her body was not. She did not want to be here. At all. And for what were they here exactly? Xeiro was there to satisfy his insane fixation with exercise, while Bela was more or less duped into coming. Actually, she wasn't... exactly. Mitsuke was the one who made a snide comment about how Bela should join Xeiro to the gym, and he just jumped onto the idea. This meant three things:
One, Xeiro knew she was getting fat and wanted her to do something about it.
Two, Mitsuke was more of a b***h than she had originally thought. As difficult as that may seem to be.
Three, she needed to plan some way to get back at Mitsuke. Maybe steal all the bottles in her stash, or maybe pour them all down the drain in front of her. Yeah, something like that.
As Bela came to stand next to her husband, she eyed the young man before them. Oh great. Some other muscle nut. Xeiro was speaking then, and she turned her head from Todd to look back at him when he addressed her. "Hmm? Oh, yeah. Right." she agreed, although it was clear she hadn't heard a word he said. Her blue eyes slid back to Todd, hoping to get whatever Xeiro said through Todd's response. She was wearing some black sweatpants, the kind with two white strips running down each side, and another black loose shirt. Because black made people look somewhat thinner, right? Which, upon closer inspection, looked a lot newer than Xeiro's own set. This would be rather telling about their distinct, and completely opposite, devotion and view as to what seemed to be, what Xeiro would call, 'A way of life'
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:09 am
Todd clicked the music box off as soon as he heard people coming in. This was far too exciting to let ruined by the style of music that most people hated. He turned to look at the people. Praying one of them was a woman, and what would it hurt if that woman was attractive. His eyes quickly sat on Bela. She wasn't bad looking at all, and she could use a lot more toning than the man. Not that it was bad or anything, but look at the muscles on that guy. Seriously. It was enough to bring a metaphorical tear to the eye. He walked closer to the two and smiled at them. "I like the initiative here. You don't even know if I'm good at what I do or if the equipment even works, yet you want a membership. You must love to workout." He smiled and extended his hand to the man. "Todd van Kwil, personal trainer." After shaking Xeiro's hand he extended it to Bela, "Good to see a woman. Most think they need some girly Pilates or Curves class. You two will probably push me, eh?" He laughed and then began his way towards the desk to get the handy dandy paperwork finished.
He quickly crouched down and grabbed a paper and began checking off little things. He marked the type of membership would be best for them and began circling where they would need to sign. "Husband and wife, right?" It was an important question after all, that meant a big discount. Maybe he should be a car salesman, he had never noticed how eager he was to make a deal for someone. He thought he had seen rings. Which meant he wouldn't be getting anywhere with the lady unless she was into affairs. He could roll with that. As long as she was happy. But, wait. Had the rings matched? Maybe they were both on an affair meeting right now, and he was the great place they were going for their date. The guy was buff, he was probably into watching her sweat or something. Oh, this was so devious. He looked up at both of them, yeah. They were totally hot enough to be on an affair-thing right now.
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Xeiro looked over at Bela with a wide smile. She looked so annoyed to be here, but it meant so much that she wanted to come enjoy this with him. He placed his arm around her and pulled her close and squeezed her arm, letting the sweet sweat aromas hit her. He released as soon as the hand was extended to him. "Xeiro Rameri, nice to meet you." He shook the guys hand and nodded eagerly at everything else he said. He watched for Bela's reaction to him, but was quickly distracted as he walked over to the desk. "Even if this place sucks, we don't have any other option, y'know?" He just kept smiling and nudged Bela as he began checking things. "Exciting, isn't it? In no time we'll be over there sweating it all off. Then you'll have that hot bod you keep complaining about wanting back!" He patted her gently on the back and went back to eagerly watching the man.
He held his hand tightly on the strap and nodded at Todd. "Yeah, we're married. How long's it been now, babe? A year? Four?" He put his hand up away from her and leaned forward, "feels like forever." He laughed and then shot Bela a silly smile.
"How old are you Xeiro?"
"Th-mumblemumble-y."
"What was that?"
"Th-mumblemumble-y"
"Uh, miss. How old are you? ...and your husband?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 6:22 pm
Bela James-RameriBela's frown did not deter even the slightest as Todd introduced himself, but she was turned off even more by his first few sentences. Does that mean that half the crap in this gym might be busted or outdated? As she took his hand to shake it in greeting, "Bela James," a pause, "Rameri." she tacked on at the end, still not used to saying it completely. Bela James-Rameri. She gave one quick, curt nod. As Todd continued speaking, she wasn't exactly sure if he was calling her tough or not feminine at that moment, but she'd take it. "It all depends on how far you like being pushed, don't you think?" she asked teasingly, a wicked grin spreading across her face. Because, in all honesty, she'd never seen anybody be more pushy about getting his exercise time in then Xeiro. And well, she'd probably be a b***h the whole time they would be there. It was a quirk that came out when she was pissed. Which she undoubtedly was right now.
When Todd's hand pulled away, she watched him go. This guy definitely seemed the type that wouldn't cut her any slack, just look at that toned body! Xeiro was no different on that front. This is gonna suck. However, her opinion on the man was not nearly as terrible as Bela's opinion about Xeiro's sweaty old rags. Goddess, the smell was horrendous! Why else would her frown be so pronounced earlier? She thought she could even taste the smell in her mouth, how disgusting.
After that little tease to her nostrils, Bela tried to keep a safe distance from Xeiro. She wasn't gonna stay close if he smelled that rank! "Yeah..." she said softly, "I'm so excited~" she singsonged un-enthusiatically, shooting Xeiro a small, weak smile and a weak thumbs up. By all means, she was NOT excited. But her husband was excited enough for the both of them, which would hopefully keep him from seeing through her pathetic, obvious facade.
As the men talked, Bela took the moment to look around at all the equipment. Maybe Todd would have her do the easy s**t, considering she'd never been to a place like this before. She had been too distracted to notice Xeiro's silly smile, inadvertently ignoring it. That's when she heard Todd adress her, so she turned obediently to answer hatever he asked. She considered lying to Todd about her age, but for what? It's not like he cared, it's just for the papers. "I'm twenty-nine, Xy's thirty. A fact that he hates to admit." she chuckled, looking up at Xeiro while her hands hid her smile. Both elbows rested on the desk now, as she had leaned forward to avoid being pulled back into her husband's grasp again. That's a mistake she wasn't making anytime soon again. Once she got home, she'd have to talk to Beatrice to do something about that smell.
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 12:17 pm
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Xeiro grabbed the pen from the man and quickly signed his name and then ran over to the weight bench and began pumping iron. It never even crossed his mind that he could very well be signing away his soul. "C'mon, Bela! First person to smell awful wins a hundred dollars!" He continued pumping as fast is he could possibly get his arms up and down. He couldn't even see Bela anymore, but that was okay. Because he was winning dammit. He couldn't bother his mind to go anywhere else other than exercise. It was hard enough to think of more than one thing when he wasn't exercising. He was already breaking a sweat, even. It was a wonderful feeling to be so pumped and with Bela so close! He was never more happy to spend money, oh wait. That was a lie. His car made him very happy, even if it is incredibly unnecessary on such a small island. Then again, exercising like no one's business when you already looked this damn good was also unnecessary.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 7:21 pm
Bela James-RameriOh my, that really was an ego booster! She must have been cooped up in that house way too long to forget what it was like to actually know what it was like to be flirted back to. Sure, there was Xeiro, but he was her husband, wasn't that part of that deal thing, called marriage? Oh Lord, it was still a little silly to think she had walked down the aisle with that stupid, happy grin all brides to be have on that moment. But just as quickly as the smile the young man had given her came, it was gone. And the small feeling of victory that she was still hot, no matter what Mitsuke, that drunk cow, said, left just as swiftly.
She watched patiently as he dotted down the info, wincing when she saw him write down 29. On her age. Jeez, she was getting old. Where did the time go? In just a little more time, she'll look into the mirror, and all she'll see is a stooped old lady, like Gladice. She mentally flailed away from the image, reasoning that that was one of the things she was coming and getting her gym membership for, and not just because she felt she was overweight or because Mitsuke had somehow duped Xeiro into it. Even though those two were the real reasons, especially the latter. Once the man-child she called husband ran off to work out, she could only shake her head and laugh silently. It was like a kid in a candy store. She hated kids, usually, but she understood he needed some outlet for all that energy he had. Xeiro.
After that last little dot, from the last 'i' in Rameri, she handed back to Todd what she believed to be her self-imposed sentence. But before she went to get to work, she had to ask, "This place has showers, right?"
[End Day~~~]
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 10:47 pm
 Amanda • Hope • O'Conner ♥ The year was almost over, and Amanda was determined to rock her New Year's dress with perfect muscle tone. Revving the engine to her bike she parked outside of the gym and hopped off. Turning the machine off she took off the helmet and shook out her hair. Strapping the helmet to the back of the bike Amanda swung off one side of her backpack and stuck her keys inside, double checking that her water bottle inside hadn't spilled all over. Walking inside she noticed a well kept yet small gym. Looking at the variety of machines she tried not to make a face at the fact that she knew she was going to be in pain the next day. She heard some classical music playing and mentally double checked she had packed her ipod to use just in case.
Walking up to the front counter, Amanda had spotted some paperwork on a clipboard nearby and assumed it was for membership. Looking around slightly she stood on her toes and looked at the paperwork. Without meaning to, Amanda standing on her toes had made her workout outfit fit better, as Tate would say. Not seeing anyone around in the immediate area she hopped up on the counter to sit and started to read what exactly was necessary information so she could either fill the paperwork out herself or give someone answer's. She hoped that someone would come along soon though so that she wasn't just hanging in the gym alone. In any case, Tate was going to join her when she had a fighting chance of beating him up.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 6:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 3:39 pm
Amanda • Hope • O'Conner ♥ Amanda saw the man coming from a room in the back with cheese substance attached to him and smiled. She had looked like that the previous day. Too many Cheetos and the result was reflective orange fingers. Sliding off the counter so she wasn't all up on it with him standing right there she smiled at the man. At his accidental faux pas she laughed and commented with a smile,"I knew what you meant, and I'd love to put you through your paces sometime." Realizing what that sounded like she blushed intensely and smacked her forehead. "Can we just say were even for awkward meeting phrases now?" With a determined smile she tried to get over how uncomfortable she was at the moment. "I'm here to sign up for a membership, tone the muscle I have and develop more while I'm at it. It's easier for me to work out in a gym then take a two or three mile run around town. I usually stop to take pictures if I do that." With a smile she ran a hand through her hair quickly and hoped that the initial awkwardness passed rather quickly due to the simple fact that she would want his help figuring out what she should do to tone her muscle better once the soreness from working out passed.
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