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 Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2015 10:01 am
Mercy was feeling it today! She grunted a bit as she lifted the weights like her instructor told her to, making a cheerful noise once she finished her last rep of 10, Carefully setting down her barbells with an excited clap. She managed to do thirty arm lifts without sweating! She smiled at her trainer, taking note of how delicious he looked, and why she hasn't asked for his number when she saw the gold wedding ban on his finger. Too bad...She would’ve nailed that in a heart beat… Well, so much for lost causes apparently, maybe she was in need of a new instructor? The guy was old and in need of a retirement plan if she could be honest, maybe even a little 401K too. In her opinion, forty was a nice age to retire...Maybe she was referring to her mom when she thought of that since the old bag decided to call her, fuss about NOT inviting her to go to the gym, AND decide to show up late when she gave the okay. A certain smell of fruity body spray hit her nose and she sighed. What she wouldn't give to power up and slam her fist into her mother's face. "Mercedes~ Baby girl Im sorry Im late, but you know how your stepfather is...Always wanting to see you on such short notice AND whenever I'm about to go places..." Mercy was about to say something about being called by her first name when she felt some poking and prodding on the lower half of her body. "Geezus girl, didn't I tell you to just lay off of the fast food? Your hips are so thick!!! You know your papa doesn't know how to cook something that's not slathered in grease!" Now....Mercy was tolerant of her mother at best, but whenever the woman got going, she never shut her gob for s**t and the way she was being loud, poking and prodding at her body like it was some sort of meat on display at the market was causing her eye to twitch. However, it was the mentioning of her father that set her off. "You Estúpido, narcisista, VACA DUMBASS insensible! I invite you to come work out with me because I KNOW you would fuss and whine about it later to your poor husband and you come in and EMBARRASS me like this?!" Oh HELL no! Mercy didn't care about how she looked or how red her mother was, you dont ******** poke and prod at your daughter IN PUBLIC about her body. Nope, not gonna fly. UGH WHYYYYY couldn't she just henshin and proceed to kick her mother's a**?!
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2016 4:28 pm
Mathias came to the gym to relax. This was perhaps not what most people game to to the gym for, but it was part of his winding down process. So, it would stand to reason when he heard sudden shouting outside the training area, he would get a tad... perturbed. Landing a final blow on the heavy bag, he moved over to the doorway to stick his head out and see what the ever loving hell was going on. He was greeted to a scene of a younger woman blowing up at an older woman - he supposed they could be related. A part of him told him to ignore it, to not get involved, but another part of him knew it would potentially get ugly and he didn't want to hear any more shouting right then. Clearing his throat, he moved over to the two women, and put on his most annoyed face and tone he could manage. "Is there a problem?" At 6'2" and 210lbs of mostly muscle, he stood as a bit of an imposing wall right then.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2016 5:34 pm
Katrina was for the lack of a better word, shocked. She didn't think her daughter would have the cojones to even reply back to her subtle prodding. Perhaps the poor thing was just in a bad mood? Break up perhaps? Or maybe she needed a new man to play with? Oh! Speaking of, there was one heading their way. He looked like he would be able to help her daughter out with her "frustrations" since she was being such a disrespectful hussy. David was always the one to spoil her way too much in her opinion. Smiling brightly at the gentleman before her, Katrina held up a hand in her daughter's face and nodded her head. "Why yes, it seems like my poor daughter here is in need of a bit of discipline and training. We were just arguing over how fat she's getting, she apparently doesn't agree, but maybe if she had the opinion from some one of the opposite sex..." Mercy gasped and saw red, raising her fist with the intent to finally knock her mother in the jaw, but she stopped herself. Her fist was still raised and shaking from the looks of it, and her eyes narrowed on the tall muscular man before her. Let him say something stupid...She was waiting for something to come out of his mouth so she could have an excuse to slam her fist into that stupid face of his. Her jaw was clenched so tight that the bones were starting to ache. Leave it to her stupid mother to ruin a perfect day at the gym.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2016 5:48 pm
Mathias' eyes darted to the fist as it raised, and he very slowly, gently even, reached out and placed a hand over top of it, and gently pushed it downward. "You are right, your daughter is quite poor," Mathias began, looking over Katrina with a small smirk. "Her mother is a complete snake whose sole reason for being here seems to be needling her daughter. My mother didn't raise me to be impolite, but damn, you're something else lady." He clicked his tongue in a VERY judging manner. "See at first I thought that maybe you might be related but now I'm not so sure this lovely young lady came out of such a sow." With that he turned his head toward Mercy. "As far as I'm concerned it's not my place to say weather or not you're fat or skinny. If you feel good about yourself that's all you need." Turning his attention back to Katrina he added. "It's not my place to validate your asinine observations. Now, if the two of you would stop yelling and interrupting my workout, I'd like to go back and finish, yes?" At this point he raised his hand from Mercy's fist, and looked between the two of them. "You want to keep arguing, take it outside, and stop disturbing the rest of us."
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2016 5:11 pm
Katrina was livid. This dense muscle head had the nerve to not only insult her, but also make it seem like she was the one in the wrong for pointing out what she thought where things her daughter shouldve been working on. Pointing out flaws was something she was used to doing for her students. Granted, she was far more gentle with her critisim than she was with her daughter, but the intent was still the same. She flinched and touched her hand to her chest at her daughter's behavior, backing away as if she was hurt. "Sow? Pfft! If anything, the sow in this gym would be my ill-mannored daughter! I dont have time for this OR the poor attitude of the people here. Mercedes when youre ready to apologize, you have my number." Mercy was glad for the hand that held her fist, because if it wasnt for that hand, her fist would've went flying and she wouldve been in jail for assaulting her own mother. She stood and watched as her mother left the building after making a scene that was wholly unesicary as well as making her look like some sort of loose cannon, which in any other scenario she would openly admit to. "Im sorry for that...My mother has the ability to bring out the worst in me as you can see. Go finish your workout and thanks. Whats your name?" Might as well make a new friend.
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2016 8:56 am
"Don't worry about it, I wouldn't have interfered if you both hadn't been going at it like two cats in a sack and disrupting everyone." Mathias said with a small snort at the retreating Katrina, shaking his head slowly. Some people, really. "It's Mathias, Mathias White. It's none of my business, but I think you'd be better served by telling her where to go and where to shove it." He motioned at her mother's form as she retreated out of the gym. "But yeah, going to go back to my workout now. Again, don't worry about it, only really acting out of my own desire to have this place NOT sound like sorority hour at the bar." Turning to head back into the training area, he sighed, noting the heavy bag was in use, it made sense, no reason to expect that it would have stayed open while he was dealing with a small fire. He instead turned his direction to the speed bag, to get settled in to a good steady rhythm.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 1:17 am
Mercy looked a bit ashamed, but she could understand. Her mother was just notorious for starting s**t wherever she went. Even on a good day the woman was a hot mess and caused her to act the same whenever she went to attack her for no got damned reason. "Yeah, I've tried that...If you didnt hear my cow mother, names Mercedes~ Mercy for short" She shook her head, rolling her eyes with a sigh. Katrina was a stubborn cow and telling her to shove it would make things worse. She snorted at the comment about the gym sounding like sorority hour at the bar. She did admit that they were loud but not THAT dramatic...Really, though? Instead of continuing her routine, she went to the locker room to take a shower and get changed, walking out of the gym with the intent to go grab some ice cream for her troubles. After that, she would pay her dad a visit and see if he could somehow manage to invent some sort of Katrina repellant.
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