Beats per minute.

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[The training room is occupied tonight, the mechanical sound of sneakers thumping against the belt of the treadmill and ragged, thick breath filling the space. There's a sweaty shirtless Rikka with headphones who managed to sneak out under the guise that he's hanging out elsewhere in the Dressing Room, has taken an Elixir or two for the energy boost, and is attempting to get his heart rate up after several reps of weight-lifting. He needs to get stronger faster, though he's quickly reaching his limit whether he knows it or not. It's fairly obvious that he doesn't, because he's peaked from that adrenaline high and is now just pushing himself to see how far he can go, adjusting the incline pattern and speed to the second highest setting. He totally needs some water and one of Dad's grilled burgers.]

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[seasides]

[he's no Uncle Kai (yet), but that doesn't mean he's blind when he comes across this little scene. instead of entering right away, he trots off to get a bottle of water or two and something filling for Riku to snack on that contains no strawberry (or any red fruit at all, to be safe). no grilled burgers from him, sadly.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*is he a Riku? no, he's much cuter, even when he's panting really, really hard*

s-shhh I meant to type Rikka /still has to catch herself with that, failed that time

[seasides]

[yes, yes, he's cuter than a Riku, my mun's bad. ;; but anyway, he's coming into the room, setting the water and food down nearby and wondering what to say. he doesn't really want to startle Rikka so he's letting out a little more Light than normal.]

:P

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he can feel that and turns to look at Kai, a bit startled -- and lol he takes a stumble on that treadmill, eating rubber and flailing*

[seasides]

[ouch, that makes him cringe and hurry over to help him.]

Sorry!

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he's pushing himself up, catching his breath and rubbing at the little burns on his side where he hit and pushing his orange headphones around his neck so that he can hear*

's fine.

[seasides]

[...he's casting a tiny Cure anyway because he feels bad.]

I didn't want to interrupt. Or startle you, sorry.

[earthwaterlight.livejournal.com]

[Hikari's not wanting to distract him or anything so she just wanders in quietly to find a jump rope.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he doesn't really even notice, wiping the sweat from his neck and getting lost in the loud music -- he's a big fan of distraction lately*

[earthwaterlight.livejournal.com]

Hi Rikka!

[She says this just loud enough to be heard over his music]

Whatcha listening to?

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he nearly stumbles when he hears his friend, and manages to not fall over, though it's a near thing; he'll push his headphones behind his neck so he can hear her*

Hikari. Oh, uh... just a mix of my favorite stuff.

*probably not stuff girls like right? he's turning the treadmill off now*

[earthwaterlight.livejournal.com]

Oh cool.

[She's still casually looking around for a jump rope, picking it up when she sees it. And she is starting to listen to all kinds of music now, just not a lot of it at once.]

How've you been?

[Better she hopes.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he'll lean against the treadmill and wipe the sweat away*

I'm fine.

*that's sort of a default response -- he's not fine and won't be for a while, though he is a lot better*

How have you been? I really adore my bear.

... :D?

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

[There's a not-quite-familiar face leaning against the doorway, just watching with his arms crossed and a closed expression.]

it's a silver-haired party

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he hasn't noticed, just continues to run as hard as his legs will carry him, sweat running down his back*

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

[Shredder is making his way in slowly, though staying a good distance from any machinery. And Isi is just staying at the doorway, waiting for Rikka to either stop or notice him.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he sees that giant lizard, and luckily Rikka's an animal lover and doesn't attack it ;; he's curious now, and turns the machine off to inspect it!*

... hey little guy.

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

[Don't worry, Shredder would have been saved by some dark shield if Rikka had attacked. Isi's silent, but Shredder is raising his head to say "hello".]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he wouldn't! in fact, with a blatant disregard for common sense, he reaches down to pat the little guy's head -- are they going to be friends? oh, and he's noticing the boy now, too*

... is he yours?

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

*the smell of grilled meat is probably wafting towards you~*

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*mmm he loves meat*

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

*it's your lucky day then, or maybe not, as your Daddy comes in and totally reaches over to adjust the treadmill to a lower setting so you can cool down*

Break time.

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*it's impossible not to feel you, so he knows why the treadmill has slowed -- at least you didn't stop it!*

... Dad.

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

*he doesn't want to see you faceplant, though he's definitely not pleased with your condition*

You should've taken a break hours ago.

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

I'm still okay.

*and really he is, just... winded and hungry. and thirsty.*