Owner	Pose
Erin Beaumont	Erin Beaumont steps into one of Manhattan's smaller gyms--Average Joe's, according to the logo--and glances around. There's an air of nervousness about her, but she holds a confident face. She's wearing a pair of white sneakers that seem brand new, and yoga pants that hug her average hips. Her white t-shirt, however, is woefully undersized, covering her overabundant breasts, and not much else. Her stomach is left bare, flat, but with no definition. She self-consciously tugs down on the short t-shirt, but to no avail.
Stargirl	A young woman has been working the circuit machines, her sunny-blonde hair tied back and coiled up on top of her head. She's dressed for the gym - blue athletic shorts bearing a white star on front and back, white cross-trainers, a t-shirt bearing Wonder Woman's double-Ws. She's gone onto a bench with a incline, meant for the user to do crunches - and she is. Up, down, up, down, up and touching an elbow to the opposite knee, down, up to the other direction, so on and so forth. She's working up quite a sweat as she exerts herself. She's maybe a little too driven.
Aquagirl	Another day another attempt at getting to know people once again. After so long, She is still trying to aclimate to the Surface Dweller's world. Will she ever really fit in this world again, She honestly doesn't think so but, if she is ever going to be like her Role Model, This is where she needs to get re-acquainted. Quietly she walks into the little gym. She looks around curiously and moves over to a punching bag. Now, Lorena is dressed in her rather common attire. Her Atlantean Clothing that she wears pretty regularly and of course, no shoes. The outfit is skin tight, clinging to her every curve and those curves are definitely pronounced. She is also has plenty of muscle that is accented as well. She moves toward the bag and begins punching it. She's not hitting it very hard, though the force she's hitting with is not unlike that of a strong man.
Erin Beaumont	Erin Beaumont 's eyes catch Lorena as she steps by, and she smirks. She begins stepping closer and calls out. "Atlantean? Or is that one of those knock-off costumes, like the ones they have for all supers?" She chuckles, then continues before waiting for an answer. "Kidding. Judging from the way you're hitting that bag, it's the real deal. Erin Beaumont. I'm a bit...new to exercising, if it wasn't obvious." She gestures down at her outfit, the hem of her t-shirt pathetically dangling off of her bosom. "Mind if I ask you for some tips?"
Stargirl	Hearing a familar voice, Courtney take a break from her exertion, coming to rest again on the bench and so ending up looking at Erin and Lorena upside down. "Hello again." she says to Erin. "'Beaumont' wasn't it?" she asks. "Did you ever get the pie filling off?" of course she did. She arches her back to get a better look the pair.
Aquagirl	The hispanic girl blushes a little and smiles a little. "The outfit is Atlantean. I'm confusing." She snickers. "Anyway, Umm. Sure I can show you a little bit. Most of my training doesn't really rely on the physics of the surface. More on the physics of the sea." She smiles. "But I can give you a few pointers." She smiles a little. Her attention goes to Courtney and she smiles, "Hola!" She looks back to Erin and she smiles a little. "My name is Lorena Marquez." If anyone is up on the news, 5 years ago, A Lorena Marquez vanished when a chunk of San Diego sunk into the Pacific.
Erin Beaumont	Erin Beaumont looks over to Courtney, and gasps a little. "Oh! Yes, Erin Beaumont." She beams. "Thankfully, I was further away from the blast and I had my shield up. Still, that was...pretty nerve-wracking." She lets out a breath, then turns to Lorena. "Nice to meet you, Lorena. I'm looking to build endurance, but I've got a...rather obvious handicap, if you can tell. Or, handicaps." She gestures down to her bosom.
Stargirl	"Shh." Courtney says, putting a finger to her lips. "You shouldn't say things like 'shield' and so on. You have to be more careful." She smiles at Lorena, still upside down. "Hola" she replies and offers a wave. Then she slides around on the bench so she's right side up and she goes back to her crunches, this time pulling her knees to her chest and back down. She watches the other two talk as the continues her workout.
Aquagirl	Lorena Marquez looks at Erin curiously. She doesn't see any handicap or handicaps. That is until she gestures to her generous bustline that she laughs and shakes her head. "I'm not exactly small in that area. You need a proper bra to run in. Until then, is there a swimming pool? that will help you to train endurance." She grins over that. She then looks at Courtney curiously, "Its okay. I'm not a stranger to this stuff. I mean, I'm not exactly normal myself." She shrugs. Part of her is nervous over this stuff. "Aquaman saved my life." She smiles bright about that.
Erin Beaumont	Erin Beaumont smirks. "Yours aren't the size of beach balls. It's not just the shaking I'm worried about, but also my knees hitting them. Swimming...may be a good alternative, though." She looks over to Courney and scoffs. "I'm really not worried. I don't go advertising that sort of thing, but I don't hide it, either. Besides, maybe it was just a big, metal shield. Who knows?" She winks coyly.
Stargirl	Courtney pauses mid-crunch, her knees to her chest. Some people might think she was showing off. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm so rude. I'm Courtney Whitmore." and she stretches out again, resting. "Oh, so YOU'RE Captain America? Neat!" she says with a grin. Her face falls a bit as the other women compare bust sizes and Court crosses her arms over her chest, self-consciously, but she mostly still smiles, even if it doesn't reach her eyes anymore.
Aquagirl	Lorena Marquez blinks, "Si! Mi llamo Capitan Americana!" She rolls her eyes a little and then just giggles. "No. I'm Aquagirl." she smiles a little. "Okay. Do you have a Swimsuit?" She asks. "I can help you out, just not on the surface." She snickers a little bit. Quietly she looks around. "If not here, I can show you at the sea. I'd prefer the sea actually. Breathing Chlorine is not really something I want to do You know?" She blushes. "I do breathe underwater."
Erin Beaumont	Erin Beaumont smirks and rolls her eyes. "She was talking about me. I mentioned shields." She sighs. "No, I don't have a swimsuit. It'd take me about a week to getna custom-fit swimsuit. Would I even need one? Give me a long enough length of cloth, and I'll just tie it around the twins." She scoffs. "And I'd take you up on the sea-swimming, if I had gills. And a tolerance to that beach stench." She wrinkles her nose.
Stargirl	"Get a snorkle?" Courtney offers helpfully. "If you just want general exercise, use the circuit machines... they'll work out a different set of muscles and stuff, so by the time you've gone around the whole circuit you'll have worked out your whole body. Simple and fairly quick. Then you can add some cardio like on the bikes or stepper or something. You could do kettlebells or crossfit or... no, maybe not. Yog... no." and she sighs.
Aquagirl	"That is my home..." Lorena comments. She goes quiet and just makes a little nervous face. Its a bit awkward for her. Its not like she chose to live beneath the waves. It was a choice made for her. One that she might have fight against if her body didn't rely on it. "Umm. Yes. A Snorkle would work. Courtney has some good ideas. Maybe she is the better person to talk to. Surface Dweller to Surface Dweller." The hispanic girl turns and begins punching the bag a little more. Her strikes are harder this time. She is flat out slamming the bag until... it comes down right off the support. "Oh crap!" SHe picks the bag up and sets it against the wall.
Erin Beaumont	Erin Beaumont snorts as the bag goes flying. "Atlanteans," she mumbles, before turning to Courtney. "So, a snorkel? Pardon my ignorance, I don't go swimming much, but how do those work?" She folds her arms under her bust.
Stargirl	The blonde wrinkles her nose. "You don't know how a snorkle works?" she asks. "Are you an alien?" she asks in surprise, but somehow not judgementally. "It's a tune, usually curved..." and she makes a motion from her mouth to a little past the top of her head. "You go to the surface and put the top of the tube out of the water and breathe when you need to and then go back under, or you can swim near the surface without breaching most of you. It's a little like a blowhole on a dolphin or a whale." She shrugs. "I'm not an expert on exercise, I was just making a suggestion. There's probably a trainer here that can give you more ideas, things like that."
Aquagirl	Lorena frowns. She looks over at Erin and shakes her head. "I'm not Atlantean." She sighs and looks toward the door. "I think I should go. I don't want to get into trouble." She looks over at Courtney. "Nice meeting you both." She sighs and quietly moves toward the door.
Erin Beaumont	Erin Beaumont turns toward Lorena. "Huh? Pardon? Did I say something wrong?" She looks back at Courtney and sighs. "I mean, I know -that- much, but I always see people with snorkels -underwater-. Doesn't that make water get into those?"
Stargirl	"'bye?" Courtney says haltingly as Lorena retreats. She peers at Erin. "I think you were talking too much about things she probably didn't want to discuss in public. Don't _you_ feel self-conscious about... about... and she tilts her head down a little, hopefully getting her point across. "You don't want people talking about that and the other thing..." and she taps her temple. "... so everyone can hear. Right?" She sighs. "It's dangerous. Even if you don't care if people know your secrets, it's dangerous to other people and to their families." But, she shrugs and changes the subject. "I'm not really sure about the snorkles. I think that when you're underwater you blow out slowly through the tube... you're not supposed to hold your breath in while underwater anyway, I don't think. But, you save enough to clear the tube at the surface, like a whale does, before you breathe again."
Erin Beaumont	Erin Beaumont sighs and rolls her eyes. "The outfit is a dead giveaway. But..." She sighs again. "Whatever. I can use a pool just as easily, anyway. I don't really need a sea. Hell, I'd bet there's some chlorine-less pools somewhere in New York." She huffs. "First, I'll just...need some kind of top for swimwear, I guess..."
Stargirl	Courtney shrugs again. "Just walking or running or something in the pool is a good workout, especially for cardio. It's the resistance." She smiles. "Proabably more comfortable for you than jogging or something. Me, I'm looking for definition, especially in my core." and she pats her already-flat stomach. "People expect a certain look and I guess I have to give them that. I mean, Wonder Woman wouldn't be Wonder Woman unless she looked good in her corset-thingy, right? They'd make mean jokes about her rather than be in awe, even if she had the same powers. If she was fat they'd call her 'Blubber Woman' and she'd be a big joke." she points out sadly.
Erin Beaumont	Erin Beaumont snickers and puts her hands on her hips. "If someone saved my life, I couldn't give less of a crap how they looked. Still, that kinda makes me wonder how many mutants and metas that could have saved thousands didn't get into crime-fighting just because of a predisposition toward a larger size..."
Stargirl	"Good question." Courtney says with a nod. "Not as many as just don't want to get involved, no matter what their powers are, I bet. You have to be a special kind of crazy to want to be a super-hero. I mean, when do you sleep? When do you spend time with your boyfriend? Never, that's when. Can't even THINK of having a family or being with the family you already have. Not enough hours in the day."
Erin Beaumont	Erin Beaumont chuckles. "Exactly. I--..." She cuts herself off and sighs, before projecting her voice into Courtney's mind. <I only helped against the Joker because I just happened to be there. I'm...still honestly surprised we all survived. What was stopping the Joker from replacing it with a -real- bomb?> A small sort of feeling remains behind after Erin telepathically speaks, like a sort of river waiting to be filled. <Oh, just...think of saying something to me, and I'll hear it, so long as I keep this channel open.> She smiles.
Stargirl	<I should've blasted him or punched him in the face until he gave up.> Courtney thinks hard, smacking a fist into the other palm. <But I couldn't. He scared me even though I know he couldn't hurt me. Stupid. I just didn't think.> and she sighs out loud. "Stupid."
Erin Beaumont	Erin Beaumont frowns. <He scared me, too. The only reason I -didn't- run was when that Mr. Amazing or whatever told me the blast would be too big to outrun. I may as well try and do something, right?> She shrugs. <I don't even remember what happened after the bomb went off...>
Stargirl	Courtney laughs out loud. "You got covered in pie cream and Mister Amazing Guy dragged you out. You should've seen everyone. We all looked like we had an accident at a shaving cream factory."
Erin Beaumont	Erin Beaumont chuckles weakly. "Yeah, heh. Peril aside, it...-was- kind of funny." She shakes her head and clears her throat. "You know what I mean, anyway. Minus the...destruction and carnage." Erin's gaze strays, looking around at the few others working out. "I should go look for a swimsuit. Maybe there's a tailor somewhere around here that can make things quicker than my usual guy. Did I get your name?"
Stargirl	"Sorry. I'm Courtney. Courtney Whitmore. I'm a freshman at CUNY." she explains. "Good luck. Well, what about Janet Van Dyne? Maybe she can make you something special?" she suggests. "See you around sometime, maybe."
Erin Beaumont	"Mm? Never heard of her. I'll keep an eye out." She starts toward the door and gives a wave. Wait, she didn't even do any exercising here, did she...?