Solo Reps.

[Septimus]

Summer 5th, 513AV

Ever had that feeling where you thought you just7weren't doing enough? Where everything you stood for seemed like you weren't really doing anything for that? That was how Septimus felt. She felt like though she was gaining experience with her broadsword and shield, it would have a bigger impact if the force behind it was much more stronger and packed a bigger punch.

A long trek and soon enough Septimus had arrived.

The training grounds on top of roofs usually held for a decent place to begin. The bodybuilding equipment provided for training was extremely helpful in her advancement forward. The weights were connected to bars that could be picked up. This would, in turn, put resistance against her muscles and after a while, get a burn that would result in bigger muscles and more strength.

At least, this was Septimus' experience with trying to gain strength and muscle. She hadn't worked on it in quite a while and she needed to get into the swings of things. She needed to stay in the swing and make sure it didn't go anywhere. Otherwise, how would she end up getting anywhere.

Cobalt eyes scanned the place as she entered. It seemed just... different. It was a lone feeling. There were plenty of other bodies moving around as well but it was a different kind of lone feeling. It was hard to explain in words but it was there.

If she had been in her horse form, her ears would have been flicking everywhere at the sound of metal clashing against metal clashing. She would have probably been standing in place, head whirring everywhere and taking in every scent. But her human mind was conflicting against this idea of standing around to watch and stay alert, reminding her conscience that they had stuff to do and strength to gain.

"Talk"

[Septimus]

She wasn't wearing her armor today, deciding that this day would be fully focused on training and propelling herself forward and it would be in the way. Instead, light and airy clothing was on. Her long hair was down as always. A simple ponytail would have been nudging her in the back of the head while she was laying down or would have been pulling her hair in different places to stay up, as it was a bit thick. Basically, a ponytail would have been a nuisance more than any help. Overall, she was in a comfortable state to be working out in.

Septimus looked at the rest and decided she may as well jump on it. However, she also needed to stretch and get her body ready. That was practically essential for making sure there would be no room for any other muscles to get pulled that didn't need to be pulled. One wrong move, too much of something, or the slightest jerk and a muscle could get out of whack and ruin training and put a damper on your plans. However, she did know that she needed to strip down her muscle fibers to make them regrow stronger.

She put her right arm behind her head to form a triangle and pulled her elbow. She then repeated this with her other arm and repeated the cycle entirely three more times. To stretch her legs, she then proceeded to to lunges and pressed down on her thighs to make sure she was stretching her legs and tendons to the maximum. She then pulled her feet all the way up and around to the front of her thighs, one leg at a time. She also continued to do this several more times with both legs.

A heavy sigh and some contemplating later, Septimus began to consider what exactly she should begin with. The dumbbells or the bench pressing machine were the options. What should she begin with and what should help her to the furthest extent? Or were they even the same benefit and should they be used together?

Septimus' cobalt eyes looked at both of them and quickly made a decision, bearing in mind she was wasting precious time that could be used to her benefit. In the end, she would do both. Maybe they would both prove helpful together in the long run and she would definitely be helping herself. Septimus would start off with the dumbbells, then move onto the bench pressing.

"Talk"