[open] pump up the jam (a.k.a the fitness mingle post)

[galactically]

Who: Sheryl (galactically) and YOU!
What: Exercise classes (see the class schedule)
When: April 11th/13th/15th, from 3:30 to 5:30 PM
Where: Menrva's temple @ the ballroom
Warnings: Fanservice, possible violence, and Genos

Notes: Feel free to make your own top-levels! Threadhop to your heart's content. c:

[Sheryl doesn't attend classes too often nowadays due to her work schedule, but she always makes sure to be on time once the clock strikes three thirty — or at least be fashionably early. Even teachers like herself have to look her best, especially in simple but flattering gym clothes. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday afternoon, the ballroom is open for all things fitness, and Sheryl plans to give her students one hell of a workout.

Don't let her vibrant smiles fool you; she turns into an enthusiastic yet merciless drill sergeant should you ever fall behind on your exercises. The microphone she carries around has a built-in cord that she uses as a whip — definitely not for show! A certain assistant will also be by her side, and he's just as tough if not more so.

To all slackers... abandon hope all ye who enter.]



Outside the Ballroom
[Nothing brings more prospective students together in one place than good ol' promotion, and Sheryl is not above using whatever is on her disposal to gain more members. She already made a BBS post announcing her classes, so now it's time for another tactic: food.

With a charming smile and a wink, she gestures at a small platter of turkey and cheese sandwiches on a nearby table right next to the sign-up sheet.]

Want to get in shape? Gain some extra muscle on your arms or legs? Build up stamina? Then you've come to the right place!

Exercises
[Congratulations, you're now part of the exercise class — whether you're only just stopping by for one session, visiting out of sheer curiosity, or who knows what else. There is plenty of sweating, stretching, fat burning, and muscle building to be done. Mats are on the floor for people to use, and various equipment such as exercise balls, dumbbells, jump ropes, and hula hoops can be seen. There's also a radio that Sheryl is using to turn up the volume so to speak.

So, what can a typical student expect from Sheryl's class?]

Yoga: A whole lot of stretching limbs, balancing acts, and dramatic poses. They start out as simple as lotus positions and cobra poses, but slowly progress into the intermediate positions such as downward-facing dog poses and tree poses. And then... the dreaded plow pose. At least there is music to relax to.

Pilates: Core strength training, breathing, and more stretching through special moves. Feel the burn as you stretch your limbs while squeezing your stomach at the same time!

Other Exercises: Sit-ups, push-ups, jumping jacks, playing with jump rope and hula hoops, etc.

Muscle Training: Want to be super buff? Grab some dumbbells and go to town! They are available from small (about five pounds) to large (about twenty).

Running: Enjoy your laps around the ballroom while catchy music plays in the background! Go race someone! Or you could be a turtle...

Break Time
[Sheryl may be stringent, but let it be said that she's capable of mercy. Everyone should get a break or two now and then, hence why there are healthy snacks and drinks on the table. She's actually taken the opportunity to make small bowls of pot-au-feu, which smells and looks incredibly edible... and some fruit bars, which look lumpy. Sheryl may excel in certain skills, but baking is not one of them — much to her chagrin, coming from a woman who's usually very confident.

Take this opportunity to socialize, eat some food, sneak out of the ballroom, fool around, hide in the corners, etc.]

Comments

[mybadhabit]

Outside the Ballroom
[On the first day of classes, Sonic shows up early with a small cooler of protein shakes. As she gives him a wink, he chuckles, pulling out one of the shakes and offering it to her]

Now Sheryl Nome, you know I am just here for moral support, or in case you need any extra assistance. Do you expect a large turnout, or are you still building up your class sizes?

Exercises
[Sonic doesn't regularly turn up for class; he's usually busy doing far more intense training on his own equipment back home, but when he does show up, it's always to show off. His yoga pants are tight and his tank top is low cut and loose, revealing that despite his delicate frame, he's still powerfully built.

He plows through the yoga poses, bending and flexing even more than Sheryl. In Pilates, he stretches further, and when it comes to the weights... well, he's brought his own. They're electronic, and go well past the average dumbbell range.

Don't even try to race him. Just don't. He's clearly only jogging, and yet he still seems to be running laps around everyone else...]

Break Time
[Protein shakes for everyone! At least, for everyone who's found him out in the courtyard trees and wants one. They're supposedly strawberry flavored, but they've got that chalky texture and medicine after-taste most protein shakes seem to have. Still, they're healthy, and a good way to keep your energy up if Sheryl's wearing you out!]

outside the ballroom

[galactically]

The best support a woman can receive!

[Sonic's comment brings a smile on Sheryl's lips as she takes a shake, giving it a quick glance over before she taps the paper.]

Maybe not the biggest of turnouts, but large numbers usually mean lots of interest, don't they?

[mybadhabit]

You are too kind, Sheryl Nome. [he chuckles quietly, ducking his head and covering his mouth]

They do, and I'm sure that once you've held a class or two, people will start telling their friends what an amazing fitness instructor you are, and soon your numbers will rise even higher.

[galactically]

Too kind, too amazing, too perfect. Yes, yes, tell me more!

[Some cheerful laughter bubbles up from out of herself to accompany her tone of playfulness. Being around her friends makes her feel quite at ease, very free.]

My, that's a very high standard. I'll just have to do my best to uphold it so everyone can come.

[mybadhabit]

Too beautiful, too sweet, too talented... [he sighs, miming a swoon] How does a small fry like me handle being in the presence of such greatness?

[He sits his butt down on the edge of the table, giving her an easy smile] I'm sure you can live up to it. If anyone can meet the highest of standards, it's Sheryl Nome.

[galactically]

Hmm... that's a very good question, Hermes. I'll have to think on it, okay?

[Or so she says, faking a thoughtful look with her fingers cupping her chin. This man is many things, but definitely not a small fry.

After seeing Sonic sit on the edge of the table, Sheryl walks over to lean on the space next to him, careful not to accidentally knock the tray of sandwiches. She worked for those!]

Naturally. Never settle for anything less!

[mybadhabit]

Oh, of course, I can hardly expect an answer right away. An undertaking so immense surely deserves a good deal of thought and planning.

[he tilts his head towards her, smiling brightly. It's so hard to resist casual flirting with Sheryl, she makes it so easy]

If the class size does get too big for you, do let me know. Genos and I are starting to get along.

[galactically]

Only those who are worthy of my attention deserve careful thought.

[Which is Sheryl's roundabout way of saying that Sonic definitely gets all her attention. There's also the subtle way that she bumps her head gently against his shoulder, a soft huff out of her.]

As if I'd be intimidated by something like class size, but it's good to know I have you and Genos to take care of that. I'm glad to hear you two are getting along, too.

[mybadhabit]

[He ducks his head down to rest his cheek against the top of her head as she bumps against him, closing his eyes briefly. The reassurance is more than welcome, even if he pretends like he doesn't need it]

And to think, all it took was a cat to bring us together. I think he just needed a chance to see me in a better light. I really never hated him, he just seemed perpetually in my way.

[galactically]

There's something to be said about cute things bringing the best out of people.

[Is there even such a statement? It doesn't matter because Sheryl has no qualms with making her own idioms if need be. Some gentle chortling slips out of herself. To think it took cats to bring Sonic and Genos together.]

In the way, hmm? [Or so she guesses with an arch of her brow.] It sounds like you two are rivals in something, then.

[mybadhabit]

[Sonic's sure not going to argue about it. Cute things bring out the best in him] I can't wait to show you Ino. I'm sure you'd love him, Sheryl Nome, if only I could bring him here.

[Then he snorts and ducks his head, shaking it] No, nothing like that. Genos was Saitama's disciple, and Saitama was my rival. He thought I wasn't good enough for Saitama, and so, he tried to chase me away. As if I would be deterred by something like that.

[galactically]

If only...

[A sigh. Sheryl knows well by now how attached Sonic is to his furry companion, a very cute one from the way he describes him. There's a frown that briefly appears on her face, a sudden reminder of her own rivalry, though thankfully it wasn't anything like Sonic's relationship with Genos.]

You wouldn't be you if you let someone get in the way of what you and Saitama were dealing with, I suppose. Is your rivalry with that man intense?

[mybadhabit]

It's... [he hesitates, biting his lip. Then he sighs, letting his shoulders droop] It's completely one-sided. He doesn't see me that way, but at least I don't think there's anyone in the universe he could ever see that way. In a way, Genos was right, I'm not good enough.

[He looks down, clenching his hand into a fist] But I don't believe in giving up, and I know that if I don't try, if I don't keep going, then I really never will be good enough. Someday, I will be strong enough to defeat him, even if it takes a thousand years.

[wadoichimonji]

Zoro will try to race him.

And lose pathetically but he'll still run as much as he can, to try and at least not see Sonic pass him by more than three times per round.]

This.. Is... Actual exercise, speedy!

[He'll say each word whenever he can feel Sonic nearby.]

[mybadhabit]

[By the time Zoro finishes his sentence, Sonic comes up to his side and slows down to keep pace with him] Hmm, you're right. I really should be doing something a little more productive than fooling around...

[He glances at Zoro with a smug little smirk] Maybe if I was carrying something heavy while I was running, I might get a little exercise in.

[wadoichimonji]

[Zoro rolls his eyes, a smirk appearing on his face as he slows down to talk comfortably.]

Maybe you'll like to have me on top of you then.

[mybadhabit]

[Well, Sonic was going to suggest he carry Zoro, but when you phrase it THAT way...]

[Sonic goes bright red, trips over his own feet, and falls gracefull to the ground in a heap]

[wadoichimonji]

[Zoro stops, stares at Sonic on the floor, blinks, stares a bit more, and breaks out laughing.

He laughs so much he ends up on the floor, kneeling, face red, tears on his eyes, and his arms around his stomach.]

What- the- hell- Speedy!

[He's laughing so much he can't see, and it takes him a while before he can calm down, a few chuckles coming out every other word.]

Are you ok?

[mybadhabit]

[This is it. This is how he dies. He dies because a little bit of innuendo tripped him up and caused him to actually trip. Zoro probably didn't even mean for it sound that way. Did he?]

[And now Zoro was laughing at him, sob, this is not how he pictured his life ending. He was supposed to go out in a blaze of glory against a powerful opponent or something equally dramatic. Hell, even dying a cranky old hermit at a ripe old age would have been better than this death]

Shut up, it's not funny. [He grumbles, but Zoro's laughter is infectious and he's starting to giggle himself.]

[Goddamnit.]

[wadoichimonji]

Nah, not funny. Hilarious.

[He covers his mouth to hide his chuckle, watching as Sonic is giggling.]

You sound like a little boy, it's cute.

[That's not the way to compliment someone's laugh Zoro.]

[mybadhabit]

It's your stupid fault! [He picks himself up just enough to punch Zoro's arm, then he slumps against him, covering his mouth (and his blush) with one hand, still giggling under his breath] If you had just said "maybe you should carry me," it would have been fine, but NO. You had to make it...

[he stumbles over his words a bit, his face going even redder. There was no way he was going to admit that he'd taken it sexually, potentially embarrassing himself further] ...open for interpretation!

[He's not going to comment on his laugh. He knows how he sounds, and it works to his advantage just as often as it doesn't. He doesn't need to sound, or even look, manly to be secure in his identity.]

[wadoichimonji]

In what any other way could you interpret me wanting to be on top of you?!

[He's just laughing again, trying so hard to stop, but also every time he opens his eye and looks at Sonic he laughs more. Maybe it's the face the other is making, or the way he looks, but something is making Zoro laugh, and he feels extremely happy.]

[mybadhabit]

I'm sure you know what other way! [Sonic snaps, lifting his head to glower at Zoro, his face nearly beet red] I'm not about to say it in a room full of people!

[wadoichimonji]

No?

[Zoro just stares at him now, head tilted to the side, eyebrow raised.]

Seriously man, what are you talking about?

[mybadhabit]

[Oh god. He knew it. He knew Zoro didn't mean the innuendo, he's too big and stupid to notice something like that. That means...]

[...no, no, he does not have a crush on Zoro, that's ridiculous, he's repressing those thoughts right now.]

[He still owes Zoro an explanation, so he drops his head into his hands and murmurs "sex" as quietly as he can, trying not to die of embarrassment]