fluffier | 7rings: sheila

[Sheila, on the other hand, looks... surprisingly composed? Her breathing is a little harsh that normal, and she definitely had to redo her hair to put it in a higher bun a while ago — but she looks nowhere near dropping.]

I can keep going. You?

[ what the ever loving duck ]

I ain't ever surrendered! [ She's still going, just pathetically. ] Ya must... run across entire countries.

Close enough! I go jogging in the mornings. It scratches an itch, you know?

[It's okay, Yuel. Maybe one day you, too, can have ridiculous mom endurance.]

Joggin'? For how many hours?

I dunno. I don't wear a watch when I go out.

Ain't that right...

[ Continues to droop. ]

Doesn't just runnin' around get a little boring after a while? [ like, right now. ] Ya wanna try sparrin'?

[She thinks about it, before she nods and starts lowering the treadmill's speed to ease herself off it.]

I could go for a spar. My neighbor's girlfriend was teaching me self-defense, but she left on a journey of self-discovery before we could really get anywhere.

[ Now she perks up, tumbling off the treadmill, and heading eagerly over to the ring instead. ]

Self-defense, huh? Is that part of bein' a realator?

Nah, it's just necessary when you're a single woman who likes to go out at night. Creeps are everywhere, you know?

[Off to the ring she goes! Though she will look around for the proper safety equipment, like athletic tape and whatnot.]

That's true, there's always ruffians out there ready to take advantage of sweet girls.

[ Meanwhile, Yuel has her fists up and ready, but she's watching Sheila curiously. ]

Ya should know to fight since there lotsa creeps 'round here too. The murdery kind.

Yeah, I've noticed! I guess I shouldn't be surprised that's the kind of person a deal like this would attract, but... It's such a fucking bummer!

[Locations page says there are boxing gloves, so guess she's going to grab a pair and throw the other to Yuel. Protect your fists, furry!!]

[ ok, she puts on the gloves!! ]

I don't think there's anything about... really wantin' something that makes 'em more like to be a murderer.

[ Anyway, she's just going to jump toward Sheila and throw a punch at her side. ]

Not exactly. It's more of the... indulge 'til you drop? Kind of a calling card for assholes the more I think about it.

[Continues chatting as she side steps the punch, and throws one in return.]

[ she's way more excited about this... and really impressed with sheila??

she grins, spinning out of the way and sweeping out a leg to knock her to the ground. ]

What kinda indulgin' are ya doin' anyway? We're both Gluttony.

I— oh!

[Stumbling and nearly eating shit when she moves to avoid that sweep. It's fine.]

Mostly, I find something fun and do a lot of it! Like, for several hours. Gluttony's all about wanting to consume more, right?