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One of these days she'll be better and 'behind' will be 'beside', she can feel it.
"Any time~"
Banter accomplished, Bee clues in to the fact that she has, in fact, been slacking. Oops. She sliiiiiides over to duck down and add weights in order to do some standing calf raises...and sheepishly begin. Ahahah, he saw nothing.
The machine locked and loaded, Bee positions her shoulders beneath the padding and reaches up to grip the handles as she plants her feet and slowly pushes upwards to straighten her legs.
Taner keeps going on his own set, banging it out with a heavy pace. He counts it out in his head, refocused with the lull in conversation. It makes the fifteen fly by and he gets up for another stretch.
He lowers the weight again to start doing his one legged sets again, one for each leg.
She honest to god hates this machine. So much. Her brow creases into a frown as she continues, exploding upwards and pushing herself through the reps, this time counting and trying to keep the focus off her legs.
Taner continues pushing through his own repetitions with each leg. Convenient he didn't really have rest when switching. He finishes working his quads and heads over to check on Bee, still didn't want her to hurt herself and given how much his own legs were burning.
Well, she seems okay so he heads for the leg curl machine. Though he didn't like the position one had to take in the machine it's get for working the hamstrings. He loads up some weight and starts repping out some curls.
"Liesssssss." Bee hisses and bends to stretch the muscles, slowly.
Even her legs agreed with her. She could feel they were tense and she took an extra minute or two to stretch them to guard against the cramp she knew would roar in, otherwise.
"Ugh." That was close.
Too close.
The last thing she wanted to do was wind up writhing on the mat because one or both legs seized up. "Fewf."
He continues his workout with a covert nod, keeping his set reps at 15 and similar break down, two sets with both legs then one with each leg alone at 10 and stretching in between.
Little did she know her first outing would be to go rescue Taner's sister.
"Looking forward to it, mostly." The rush and the value of what she was doing made her thrive. The seriousness and reality kept her grounded about it. "You have, though?"
"Uhh," She hedges a moment, "Group stuff, yeah. Robots are good and all, but, we're going against Metas..."
Down.
She makes a sound of exertion on the rise and shifts her weight a little as one leg protests. Just two more!
"I was thinking two teams, captains, learning to work together with powers and weapons."
Down. Back uuuuup...
"Gonna get my hands on neuro-stim da—ahh! Fffff—!"
What are words when your leg suddenly seizes up? Bee clings to the handles for a moment with a loud hiss and what sounds like "mother of pearl!" in a wheeze, considering the cramp took her breath away. There's no way she can get out safely, quickly, so she transfers her weight to her good leg and slowly crouches, suddenly very aware her other leg is probably gonna do the same thing right away—
She gets it lowered enough to be able to fall back on her bottom and lean forward as her other leg follows suit!
Taner nods along with the plan of training, pretty well thought out but considering Bianca's parents it is no wonder. It's a good plan though how well they'd be able to get others involved would be the real test of it. Of course he breaks from that thought train when the sounds of distress come across the gym from Bianca. He halts his own set and makes his way over with a concerned smirk.
"That's not good."
He kneels down and takes her feet onto his knee so the legs are fully extended. He takes his palm against the balls and toes of her feet and presses back toward her to stretch out the cramping muscles as much as possible while using his other hand to massage her calves.
Bianca's too busy trying to not give into the urge to curl up to make a remark about being able to hear the smirk on his face, let alone the fact she didn't have the air to do it. Her toes curl and uncurl, face screwed up. When Taner takes her feet she knows about what will happen and braces herself with another wince and 'aiiiee' under her breath as he assists her with stretching out her muscles. As if remembering she should breathe through it, she inhales through her teeth and then lays back, flopping against the mat in the floor with what seems to be a cross between a chuckle and whimper.
"Ahh, nope nope nope, do it anyway." Bianca sets her forearm over her eyes - that didn't bring tears to her eyes at all, nope - and finally slumps after it does get better, not too long after.
And just breathes.
"...okay...ah, oww, and thanks..." She sighs the last word, muscles still tight but loads better than they had been. She peers at him after dragging her arm back across her face. "Really."
Taner smiles while continuing to work on the tightened muscles of the girl's legs. They seemed fairly stretched so now he can just massage them. There's a temptation to be the chiding elder about how he warned her to not push too much but he decides against it.
"I think that's enough for the day. We should get you some water, some ice, and a nice warm shower."
A cold tub would be better than just ice but Taner doesn't think the academy has one, or if it does that it's set up.
"Want me to carry you back?"
His own muscles are fairly exhausted but he doesn't want to have her walk back to the room while she's cramping.
No need for him to chide, anyway, because she knew he warned her. Ohhhhh, she knew it. Bianca shimmies a little before using her arms to help herself back into a sitting position, leaning back against the heels of her hands after. She eyes him a moment and then gives a wry grin.
"Awh, lookin' after me even though you warned me? Maybe you should be a Doctor...even though I'd have to come up with a different nickname." She blinks at the offer and reaches up to sheepishly rub the back of her neck, hedging with a: "Says the guy who did...thirty three percent more weight than I had on the first machine."
Her eyebrows raise.
"Now imagine: you carry me and your legs cramp on the way to the pod. Thennnn we're both SOL." She finally managed a grin to shake her awkwardness, and clears her throat against it and the creeping heat. "I think I'll be able to walk back in a minute or so, but, I won't object to a walking buddy... And if I can't handle it, I'll say. Deal?"
So long as she didn't sit too long, she would be okay. She waits for his response and falls back to the topic they had been discussing before her legs decided payback was a good thing.
"I still have more in mind for the other training."