Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2016 0:02:10 GMT -5
There's an saying. " Train hard and live longer." That phrase rang in the mind of the 6 foot 3 inches tall girl named Noire Price who was getting herself ready to go to the gym. After settling herself in her new apartment thanks to her mother's connections. She was going to adjusted to the new city as quick as possible. What better place than the gym, of course?
Ah the gym. It was a place that some people see it as a sanctuary, a therapy session or even a social gathering. It could be a place that a person could either love or hate it with every fiber of their being. Now for this particular person, Noire was used to training. Training and working out was normal and would get Noire called a gym rat. See she was something that you called an Amazon warrior. Her mother instilled in her to fight against the evils of man's world and always train to get stronger every day. It was apart of her routine back home and boy was she ever committed in doing it whenever she had the chance.
When she finally arrived at the gym, Noire stopped at the door. She gripped the side of her bag and started to pump herself up with some pep talk. It was a new setting that she wasn't use to before. It had been so long that she was near any men since she was a kid. "Ok c'mon lass. Maybe boys haven't changed since we were in Ireland. Now that was like 7 years ago." Noire sighed at the fact that it had been so long. She left Ireland at the age of 13 and learn about what she really was. It was a big deal when she found out but it was water under the bridge to say the least. Well to her but whatever. Her mother Donna never talk bad about men as the other amazons that trained. However, she did pick up some of them were brash, idiotic and just plain rude to most. That thought slipped past the mind of the Amazonian girl, Noire started to swing herself from side to side, complementing over the multiple thoughts in her head. She shook her head quickly and raised her fist up into the sky. With a burning passion in her eyes, she disallowed those negative thoughts to stop her from entering a place that she would enjoy. " I refuse to let these itty bitty thoughts to make me not go workout. Whatever happens happens." Noire yelled to herself and pop open the doors.
Once the doors open, the scene unravels before her very own eyes. She saw nothing but a group of people who seem very dedicated to working out and training. Tears were about to form as she felt like this was her place to feel ever so special than ever before. She went over to greet the people of gym. You could find everyone here. Those coming to casually workout and enjoy it. To the dedicated to the new people to the lifestyle. However things would turn somewhat to a sour tone. There were a group of people that were laughing and talking among themselves. They were in a circle over a particular area that had Noire very curious on what they were truly doing over there and what was so funny. So she went over and saw what was happening. One of the few in the group blurt out," Hey, look at the punk squirm. Can't even lift up a weight." There was a smaller guy from the group trying his hardest to lift up some weights that were clearly too much for the guy to handle. And these people were laughing and poking fun at him for trying his all.
Noire didn't think it was so funny. Kinda cruel for them to do to the guy. She tapped one on the shoulder. " You guys could help him out.." Noire said as sincere as she could do. It seem to upset the group as they all stop laughing and sneer with annoyance at Noire. "Well, if you think we should why not you help him." Noire tilted her head to the side and shrugged, going ahead with their plan. They started to snicker some and watch her go over to the helpless guy. " Good luck girl, maybe you'll have better luck than that puny noob there." One member of that group retorted. Noire didn't understand why they did that as she reached down at the bar and lifted it up with ease. " Hey look. Not a problem at all." Noire said with a smile across her face. This girl was as humble as they come but man was she oblivious she was in store for some trouble while at the gym.
Ah the gym. It was a place that some people see it as a sanctuary, a therapy session or even a social gathering. It could be a place that a person could either love or hate it with every fiber of their being. Now for this particular person, Noire was used to training. Training and working out was normal and would get Noire called a gym rat. See she was something that you called an Amazon warrior. Her mother instilled in her to fight against the evils of man's world and always train to get stronger every day. It was apart of her routine back home and boy was she ever committed in doing it whenever she had the chance.
When she finally arrived at the gym, Noire stopped at the door. She gripped the side of her bag and started to pump herself up with some pep talk. It was a new setting that she wasn't use to before. It had been so long that she was near any men since she was a kid. "Ok c'mon lass. Maybe boys haven't changed since we were in Ireland. Now that was like 7 years ago." Noire sighed at the fact that it had been so long. She left Ireland at the age of 13 and learn about what she really was. It was a big deal when she found out but it was water under the bridge to say the least. Well to her but whatever. Her mother Donna never talk bad about men as the other amazons that trained. However, she did pick up some of them were brash, idiotic and just plain rude to most. That thought slipped past the mind of the Amazonian girl, Noire started to swing herself from side to side, complementing over the multiple thoughts in her head. She shook her head quickly and raised her fist up into the sky. With a burning passion in her eyes, she disallowed those negative thoughts to stop her from entering a place that she would enjoy. " I refuse to let these itty bitty thoughts to make me not go workout. Whatever happens happens." Noire yelled to herself and pop open the doors.
Once the doors open, the scene unravels before her very own eyes. She saw nothing but a group of people who seem very dedicated to working out and training. Tears were about to form as she felt like this was her place to feel ever so special than ever before. She went over to greet the people of gym. You could find everyone here. Those coming to casually workout and enjoy it. To the dedicated to the new people to the lifestyle. However things would turn somewhat to a sour tone. There were a group of people that were laughing and talking among themselves. They were in a circle over a particular area that had Noire very curious on what they were truly doing over there and what was so funny. So she went over and saw what was happening. One of the few in the group blurt out," Hey, look at the punk squirm. Can't even lift up a weight." There was a smaller guy from the group trying his hardest to lift up some weights that were clearly too much for the guy to handle. And these people were laughing and poking fun at him for trying his all.
Noire didn't think it was so funny. Kinda cruel for them to do to the guy. She tapped one on the shoulder. " You guys could help him out.." Noire said as sincere as she could do. It seem to upset the group as they all stop laughing and sneer with annoyance at Noire. "Well, if you think we should why not you help him." Noire tilted her head to the side and shrugged, going ahead with their plan. They started to snicker some and watch her go over to the helpless guy. " Good luck girl, maybe you'll have better luck than that puny noob there." One member of that group retorted. Noire didn't understand why they did that as she reached down at the bar and lifted it up with ease. " Hey look. Not a problem at all." Noire said with a smile across her face. This girl was as humble as they come but man was she oblivious she was in store for some trouble while at the gym.
