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The new year certainly was pleasant, wasn't it? I think I enjoy this world's holidays.

[Lust's curled up in her living room on the couch, tucked under a blanket with a mug of cocoa and her 'gear propped up on the coffee table in front of her. Her recently hatched shiny Houndour is half across her lap.]

But now that the holiday has passed, I had a query for those who have formalized exercising routines. I've found myself needing to keep fit not simply for aesthetic reasons, but due to a professional need for peak physical condition. Flexibility, muscle strength, physical reaction time...

I've never had to work to keep up with those things before and the sooner I get some formal discipline in my routine, the better. I'd appreciate any advice or specific schools of practice that could be recommended.

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No, I need something formalized that will target everything.

Hmm...

Maybe yoga? I hear good things about that.

S'supposed to be good for your mind, too.

That keeps being mentioned. I suppose I should look into it.

You totally should!

I've never been much for all that zen stuff, personally, but people really swear by it. Not to mention you need mad flexibility to do the more complicated kinds and that'll probably help with your acrobat stuff.

_{[Heather you have no idea what you're suggesting...]}

That's what appeals to me, the flexibility. My mind is perfectly fine.

Makes sense.

I like to think I'm pretty limber, but I'm no acrobat.

Ever think about freerunning?

I started with an advantage.

What is it? Beyond running, I assume.

The short description is that it's the art of getting from Point A to Point B in the quickest way possible, no matter what's in the way.

_{[There's a pause. ... And then, brightly:]}

I, uh, I could show you sometime!

I'm pretty good, if I do say so myself.

That sounds intriguing.

Alright. You can show me.

_{[Heather's mouth stretches into a big, crooked, enthusiastic grin.]}

Great!

--I mean, cool! I'm free whenever. Just grab me at the house sometime.

I'm free most of the week.

Maybe tomorrow?

Sure. Not like I have any plans.

_{[She rarely does, these days.]}

Tomorrow afternoon, then. We can get lunch after.

Sounds good!

How does 'round one sound?

I'll meet you in the living room.

Cool.

I'll be there!

[And Lust is there the next afternoon, waiting in the living room in a black fitted sweatsuit and running shoes, her hair pulled up and back. She's curious about this extreme running or whatever it is that Heather's so very enthusiastic about. And she's found she enjoys spending time with the young woman - she's never had female friends before, it's interesting. She's never gotten along with them well, back home.]

_{[A TAD later than she said she'd be there (better fashionably late than never!), Heather galumphs down the stairs, buttoning up the leather coat that she wears all over the place these days as she goes. At her side trots Tricia, a lean and athletic-looking Manectric. The brightly-colored canine's tongue is lolling out excitedly. She always goes running with Heather and it is her FAVORITE PART OF THE DAY.]}

Hey!

Ready to go?

All ready.

[None of Lust's own team had shown any interest in running, except for Amoz and he'd been napping once it was time.]

Have you been doing this long?

Pretty long, yeah.

I first got into it back home.

But it's easier to practice here without getting pissed off cops yellin' atcha.

_{[... Why would running get cops yelling at you? LUST WILL HAVE TO FIND OUT FOR HERSELF because Heather's already heading towards the foor with a spring in her step.]}

[Lust simply arches a curious eyebrow as she follows Heather out. Interesting. What in the world does the girl have planned?]

If we end up in jail, I'm assigning all blame to you.

_{[WELL YOU'LL JUST HAVE TO WAIT AND SEE, WONTCHA?]

[Heather shoots Lust a devil-may-care grin over her shoulder, tugging on her collar to adjust it.]}

Oh, don't worry.

To wind up in jail, we'd need to get caught.

_{[AND THAT AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN.]}

Someone's certainly confident.

[This is going to be quite the experience, isn't it?]

If you'd done as much of this as I have, so would you!

_{[INDEED IT IS.]

[Heather leads her downtown at a jaunty pace, only occasionally pausing to point out spots of interest, such as the place where she'd once witnessed a runaway Tauros completely destroy the front of someone's garden store, or the cafe where every single item on the menu sucks except for the breakfast burritos, which are inexplicably the best ones you can get in the city.]

[But eventually, they come to a string of alleyways, and Heather stops.]}

Okay.

So tell me how long it take to run to the street on the other side of these buildings.

No need to be specific, just make a guess.

[Lust shakes her head, a bit perplexed. She shrugs, not having even the faintest idea how to begin calculating that.]

I don't know, a few minutes?

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