nWo Gym.... Harper looked at the card again, before looking up and spotting the gym from the card in front of her. "Guess this is the place..." she said to no one as she walked in the front door. It had been a few days since she met that mysterious man, Anarchy, at the mall cafe, and, surprisingly, she was looking forward to working out in a new place. Her agent had given her the usual warnings about going out and about, being who she was, and this time she simply waved his concerns away. As the near past had proven, it didn't matter where she went or what she did, people who knew her, knew her, and there wasn't anything she could do about it.
Harper's blue and white sneakers squeaked slightly on the clean floor as she made her way to the front desk. She had chosen her dark blue capri-yoga pants with a matching blue and grey razor back top for today's workout. Setting her bag down, she signed in and filled out all the needed paperwork for someone's first visit, and potential membership. Heading towards a set of mats, Harper smiled and winked at the many eyes that followed her as she passed by.
After a small stretching warm-up, Harper grabbed a skipping rope from the many that hung on hooks nearby, and began the beginning of one of her favorite routines....
Harper's blue and white sneakers squeaked slightly on the clean floor as she made her way to the front desk. She had chosen her dark blue capri-yoga pants with a matching blue and grey razor back top for today's workout. Setting her bag down, she signed in and filled out all the needed paperwork for someone's first visit, and potential membership. Heading towards a set of mats, Harper smiled and winked at the many eyes that followed her as she passed by.
After a small stretching warm-up, Harper grabbed a skipping rope from the many that hung on hooks nearby, and began the beginning of one of her favorite routines....