Budding Midday Workout

[Devastated]

Today had mostly been uneventful for Aurora, she found herself in the gym for most of the day. After all at her ages it took a lot of effort to keep up with the youngsters of LAW and she had no intention of letting them catch up to her. The blonde veteran had just finished up most of her workout for the day as it was nearing lunch time soon, her body had a sheen of sweat that covered her pale skin in an almost alluring fashion.

Dressed in a pair of blue yoga pants and a tight fitting blue and yellow sports bra which hugged her generous rack snuggly. Upon the sports bra a logo with the word "Avalon" Was written, which was technically apart of Aurora's own branding. Part of her own line of sports wear that she began selling a couple of years back.

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The blonde would move down onto a thin gym mat and start to put herself into a plank exercise position. Taking a deep few breaths as she would hold this for a while. She was going to round off her workout with some body exercises. Which was all well and good as most people had pretty much started to clear out of the gym as the lunchtime rush was starting to approach and those who could wanted to get going before that.

[Monsy]

Karolina took today as a gift. A rarity of leisure, with winter’s silver breath laced in every breath she took. She wore an ash-coloured hoodie, a sleeveless black shirt that cropped just over her breast, ripped denim jeans with a white belt, black heeled hiking boots, a choker and shades to cover her eyes. Eye contact made her sick. A duffle bag was strapped over her shoulder, and her arm folded up, held the strap as she took to the gym. Inside, the usual murky smell blasted her; not quite foul, not entirely pleasant. Weight-sets and machines scattered the vicinity, same with mirrors to watch your form. The occasional fan hissed as she walked by and swept her red hair that could almost brush the concrete floors.

She snapped her index and thumb, turned her ear to face forward, and cupped it. “Hmm…”

On the left

There was a faint sound. Was it breathing? Karolina was confident this place would’ve been empty. She was no stranger to company; she even donned this attire for a lower-class experience, yet in this setting, she preferred solitude, so hunted the noise to its source and spotted a woman of ocean and gold. Her brow cocked, and she shook her head at them, sighed, and approached.

“You must keep your elbows directly beneath your shoulders. And what’s with that spine? Fufufu, you’re arching like someone is stepping on you.”

[Devastated]

Aurora remained in a blissful state of working out. There was something about this feeling that just continued to be therapeutic no matter how many times you did- Getting yourself moving, having your frame do physical work always seemed to just get Aurora in a good mood. She enjoyed it, the release of endorphins that came with pushing your body and putting in some work. She had been doing it for so many years but this feeling was always the same, and that was why she didn't need that much effort to keep herself in shape. She simply enjoyed the feeling of burning away those calories and improving her physical form.

Though, that is not to say that every workout session was a good one. Because it wasn't always you were allowed to just zone out and workout by yourself. Not when you were a wrestler. The amount of fights, spars or trash talks she had been apart of in her long career...well let's just say she'd lost count.

As the voice of a woman hit her ears, Aurora would let out a somewhat annoyed sigh. She would push herself up to her feet. Shaking out her arms and turning around to look upon the red headed woman who had criticised her form. " Excuse me?" Aurora spoke as she would move over to the nearest bench, where she had placed her towel. Bringing it up to her neck to pat it dry. " I don't believe I know you." Aurora would handle try and handle this without violence or without letting the woman get under her skin for now. Even though she had half a mind to ask the woman to get lost. " Do you need something?"

[Monsy]

People had their values. Strengths, weaknesses, fears and appetites. Karolina made an empire on reading all there is to know on people, where and how to apply their talents, sometimes better than they know. She knew how to approach and get what she wanted, not settling for less. There weren’t many times where she met someone that she could honestly say was a stranger to her brain. Knowing was half her battle.

She stopped before them, folding an arm underneath her bust, a palm face-up to support her elbow. The second arm was up, the index finger on her cheek. “That’s because this is our first meeting.” She nodded, affirming herself, then beginning to smile on one side. “You are Aurora Lund, a professional wrestler known as The Legend, so I hear. And I am Karolina Ray Reinhardt, a name you’ll find often in any noteworthy news. In your world, people call me The Matriarch. I don’t feel compelled to indulge in petty rivalries for monetary enjoyment. I leave that to the children. Instead, I like being forward.”

That index finger pointed at Aurora then herself. “I invite you to spar with me for five minutes. No underhand tactics or underlying stipulations.”

[Devastated]

Aurora watched as the redheaded woman introduced herself. Her attitude was certainly a unique one...though she felt as if she had heard the name before. Karolina Ray Reinhardt. She would have to remind herself later on who this woman was, but it had a ring to it. Aurora would pat down her neck and a bit, dabbing away the sweat that had built up from her workout.

When the redhead pointed her finger towards her and invited her to spar. Aurora would raise her eyebrow. Shrugging her shoulders and then letting out a soft sigh. " You want to spar? 5 minutes? Just put a timer on and go until the timer ends?" Aurora asked questioningly. "Do we stop if someone gets a pin or just keep going until the time ends?" The blonde asked as she would move up towards Karolina, stepping up before her so that they were in arms length of one another.

" Hell...why not? Though I don't think you can wrestle well in that get up?" Aurora joked as she gestured to Karolina's outfit.

[Monsy]

Ignorance was an acceptable measure in this environment. After all, she picked it — not to drown someone in resistance with the sheer grandiosity of the woman she was, but to play as a normal bug does. It felt gross and exciting at once. Her mannerism still swelled. The get up of a casual fool didn’t nurture any devil horns, eyerolls or rebellious attitude. She was a pure focused fire, almost forgetting to blink as she laid down her challenge.

“HAH.” Karolina replied, a momentary close of her eyes to chuckle some more, posh and self-fulfilling, “I can wrestle in just about anything. Tie one hand behind my back, snap my femur and blindfold me and I’m still the most formidable person from here, to Los Angeles, to Hamburg and back to this gym.” A hand combed through her hair, with her bangs first to dip back down over the one eye. “I’m glad you accepted. A timer will do, yes — but let's not be ridiculous. This is a spar, simply for leisure rather than contest. However, if you’re so worried about being pinned — then I’ll let you choose. If you remain conscious.”

Things seemed to be going well. Karolina was getting giddy behind her veil of tight lips. She nodded, satisfied with their stage and stipulation set. Simple and clean. It had a way of progressing to the conclusion now that she got everything she wanted. “Now, I can’t wait to see what you’re made of, Aurora Lund.”

A slight turn around started and she walked towards the locker room, ready to steel herself for the fun she sowed ahead.

[Devastated]

So far it seemed as if her soon to be sparring partner was quite confident. It seemed as if she was very confident actually maybe a bit too confident. She would roll her eyes a bit and then bring her towel up and pat down her own face a bit. Soon she would shrug her shoulders and take a step forward to get a bit closer to Karolina.

" Well. You do look formidable, but we'll see how formidable you look after you've gotten a chance to spar with me." Aurora let out as she smiled a bit towards the redhead. Enjoying this little banter they had going. She would nod her head and watch as Karolina began to move towards the locker room. It appeared as if Aurora would have to wait for Karolina to get a change of clothes. So for the time being Aurora would simply stretch out a bit and make her way towards the practice ring.

She'd take a seat on the ring apron, and take a few chugs of water from her water bottle. There wasn't much she could do but wait for her sparring partner.

[Monsy]

There wasn’t long of a wait. More time was spent neatly folding up her old street clothes, flattening out the wrinkles then finding an empty locker to place them in. She placed her phone inside, then stuffed it with the rest of her duffle bag, leaving the heel boots by the metal door in exchange for fitted sneakers. Her denim was replaced with black and red yoga pants, the top was replaced for a cropped tank-top. For once, it seemed like she’d get air on her washboard six pack, this thin hour-glass shape had a way of hiding it in her clothes. As did her jacket, which concealed broad shoulders, and the jeans too, tucking away that leg muscle definition. Now she resembled a pure, elite-tier athlete, with hair drawn back in a red ponytail, the woman’s twin devil eyes now in full view.

Five minutes after she left, Karolina emerged with a looser air about her, rolling her shoulders, cracking her neck and sighing. She did a short dash and jumped, leaping onto the apron, gripping the top rope as she peered over to Aurora. “Come up with any cohesive strategies while I was away? I’m certain, you won’t need them on this occasion.”

She pulled back on the rope, then let the rebound throw her over the top, shooting her legs to one side and vaulting, landing feet first with a bit of bend in her knee. Perhaps a bit of a flex on her part, moving like a sprite flyer at this age. Then again… Reinhardts were timeless. She; immortal. Once inside the ring, Karolina began shaking out her arms at her side, still rolling those shoulders, slowly, and aligning her thoughts. “Join when you are ready.”

[Devastated]

Aurora's gaze would shift towards the approaching redhead as she saw her coming towards the ring. The short dash followed by her jump up onto the apron, spurred Aurora into movement as she would grab onto the ropes and pull herself up to a stand. She exchanged a look with Karolina before the redhead spoke to her. " I prefer to wing it. So we'll see how that goes." Aurora said with a light smile on her face.

Stepping in through the ropes, between the middle and top ropes after Karolina had vaulted over the ropes. Aurora would roll her shoulders upon entering the ring and straightening up into a full stand. She would move towards Karolina and join her in the center of the ring.

" I'm ready. How do you want to begin? Grapple or free-form?" Aurora asked as she would raise place a hand on her hip, and the other would move up to her opposing shoulder, cranking her neck a little from left to right.

[Monsy]

Now they shared a ring. Quite fascinating. They could stare at each other eye-to-eye but it was fairly clear who’s bigger in this stand-off. Karolina grinned, ever self-satisfied by her own presence. Still, her chin is always tipped up, almost hesitant to really share eye contact at an equal level. She nodded. “How we begin is simple.” Said quite firmly, then, her stance suddenly switched up, gone bladed, which allowed a pathway for her arm to go across her chest and whip into Aurora’s own with bullet-speed. Try and crack off a slimy and assertive surprise. One must make a strong impression. And if that hit, she’d reach for the hand on Aurora’s hip, slip past her and bend the limb into her back with a hammerlock. “With action.”