Atlas Park
Hopkins gym.
Nat was lead out into the main gym by Jane, feeling extremely self-consciousness, she hadn't really done work outs in public since the change, she didn't like the way some people looked at her body, especially in figure hugging work out gear, but Jane said it be okay.
Being led between the work out machines, Jane let go of her hand and smiled. "So Nat, what you thinking? Curls? Arm work? Maybe the treadmill?"
The cow woman sighed. "I jiggle way to much for a treadmill, maybe the rowing machine?"
The clockwork nodded and walked over to the treadmill, hopping on. "Well, you do what works for you." She said as she started jogging.
Nat sat down, grabbing the pull bar and starting to work. "So I got to ask... Why are you working out? You are a robot right?"
Jane giggles. "It makes me feel human, sides, it's relaxing, keeps my joints limber."
Nat nods, them freezes as she hears a phone camera clicking.
Looking up in horror, she saw some dude bro taking photos.... Of her, her cheeks flushing red, Jane hopped off the treadmill and walked up to him. "Hey dumb ass, read the sign." She points to a nearby sign saying no cameras.
He snorted. "What are you gonna do pipsqueak."
Jan reached over and tapped his phone, a shower of sparks erupting from her metal fingers as blue smoke rises up from the phone. "If you can't obey the rules, get the fuck out."
His face flushed crimson as he pulled back a fist. "You bitch." He yelled.... But found he could not swing.
Standing behind him, holding his arm in an iron grip with a face like thunder was Nat. "Hey buddy, shame you broke your arm." She gives the limb a savage twist, the sound of snapping bone echoing out, several other gym goers looking up in confusion as the dude bro screamed.
"What the fuck is going on in here?" Came a bellow as Sam waddled in, cigar chomped in his goblonid face.
The dude bro shouted. "This crazy bitch broke my arm!"
Sam looked up at Nat. "Why?"
Nat chewed her lip. "He was about to punch Jane.... Who destroyed his phone cuz he took photos of me working out."
Sam took a deep pull of his cigar, before shoving a gnarled finger in the dude bros gut. "I don't have many rules here, but you broke two, your membership is cancelled and you are banned from my gym, fuck off before I let Nat get really nasty.
The dude bro grabbed his bag with his good hand, screaming about suing them, but Sam waved it off before looking at the two and smiling. "Ya did good girls, been looking for an excuse to ban his ass for months now, he just comes and hits on the girls or poses in the mirrors, consider ya next two months membership on the house." He nods and turns, waddling off.
Jane stepped up to Nat. "You didn't have to stop him, I am a clockwork under this synth flesh, he would of hurt himself punching me."
The cow girl blushed. "Ma always told me ya never hit a girl and ta stand up ta bullies." She said softly.
Jane grinned. "Well cutie, as thanks, lunch is on me... Want to get back to work or dip for food?"
Nat thinks on this. "Well, given what Sam said, I feel a lot more comfortable working out, so might do some sets."
Hopkins gym.
Nat was lead out into the main gym by Jane, feeling extremely self-consciousness, she hadn't really done work outs in public since the change, she didn't like the way some people looked at her body, especially in figure hugging work out gear, but Jane said it be okay.
Being led between the work out machines, Jane let go of her hand and smiled. "So Nat, what you thinking? Curls? Arm work? Maybe the treadmill?"
The cow woman sighed. "I jiggle way to much for a treadmill, maybe the rowing machine?"
The clockwork nodded and walked over to the treadmill, hopping on. "Well, you do what works for you." She said as she started jogging.
Nat sat down, grabbing the pull bar and starting to work. "So I got to ask... Why are you working out? You are a robot right?"
Jane giggles. "It makes me feel human, sides, it's relaxing, keeps my joints limber."
Nat nods, them freezes as she hears a phone camera clicking.
Looking up in horror, she saw some dude bro taking photos.... Of her, her cheeks flushing red, Jane hopped off the treadmill and walked up to him. "Hey dumb ass, read the sign." She points to a nearby sign saying no cameras.
He snorted. "What are you gonna do pipsqueak."
Jan reached over and tapped his phone, a shower of sparks erupting from her metal fingers as blue smoke rises up from the phone. "If you can't obey the rules, get the fuck out."
His face flushed crimson as he pulled back a fist. "You bitch." He yelled.... But found he could not swing.
Standing behind him, holding his arm in an iron grip with a face like thunder was Nat. "Hey buddy, shame you broke your arm." She gives the limb a savage twist, the sound of snapping bone echoing out, several other gym goers looking up in confusion as the dude bro screamed.
"What the fuck is going on in here?" Came a bellow as Sam waddled in, cigar chomped in his goblonid face.
The dude bro shouted. "This crazy bitch broke my arm!"
Sam looked up at Nat. "Why?"
Nat chewed her lip. "He was about to punch Jane.... Who destroyed his phone cuz he took photos of me working out."
Sam took a deep pull of his cigar, before shoving a gnarled finger in the dude bros gut. "I don't have many rules here, but you broke two, your membership is cancelled and you are banned from my gym, fuck off before I let Nat get really nasty.
The dude bro grabbed his bag with his good hand, screaming about suing them, but Sam waved it off before looking at the two and smiling. "Ya did good girls, been looking for an excuse to ban his ass for months now, he just comes and hits on the girls or poses in the mirrors, consider ya next two months membership on the house." He nods and turns, waddling off.
Jane stepped up to Nat. "You didn't have to stop him, I am a clockwork under this synth flesh, he would of hurt himself punching me."
The cow girl blushed. "Ma always told me ya never hit a girl and ta stand up ta bullies." She said softly.
Jane grinned. "Well cutie, as thanks, lunch is on me... Want to get back to work or dip for food?"
Nat thinks on this. "Well, given what Sam said, I feel a lot more comfortable working out, so might do some sets."
Neph: I wanna fight!