Open - Saturday Afternoon Jog (Open)

Gwen had spent a long time running through the local park, a leisurely expression on her face as she went, it was always a relaxing experience for her, calming even you could say. It was something that she did to clear her head and think. Gwen wasn't making much head way in the game, while her wife seemed to already be making great strides. Though she knew her wife was very skilled and capable in the game, Gwen herself didn't have much to commit to the group besides her sturdy frame. It was a bit of a frustrating experience for her. She put in more effort then usual, but didn't seem to be making progress, it wasn't how reality worked, if you made an effort to work out there would at least be some progress as time passed... Though in the game the same didn't seem to work.

Heaving a soft sigh, she wiped her face off with the towel around her neck, wiping the perspiration away noticing it was starting to get late. Despite being late though, she wasn't ready to go back just yet... Not until she'd begun to think of something to do to change her lax nature in the game. She had to try harder, but there was just too much she didn't know! What to do... It was weighing on her more heavily as she rounded the park again and again.

@Olive Westfield

 

Olive groaned, hiding into her opaque protection form the sun and her barrier against social interaction with these peasants. It had taken her a long while but she had finally exited the house bringing: an umbrella, three layers of scarves, a bandanna, a fedora, and four trench coats that weighed quite heavily on her thin, weak, and tiny body. Still, it offered her complete protection in exchange for a possible case of heat stroke and dehydration. Then again, she frequently had to get some medical help for those two issues during her so-called 'rampages' so she guessed it didn't really matter much. She groaned, looking around to see a crowd of people at the park. The park was a close walk away from their home but she preferred taking the car and the walk had left her panting for air from her extra heavy and restricting clothing (she had her driver's license revoked a long time ago due to certain incidences).

As she arrived, stopping at the bench for breath, she caught sight of the love of her life making her daily jog through the park. Sometimes Olive wondered how she could ever fall in love with an idiot like Lily but, as she thought about it, she couldn't help but feel the dull ache of care that came alongside a marriage. Sighing, she got up despite her body telling her not to and picked up the lunchbox that the forgetful woman had forgotten at home.

"LILY!" she shouted, her voice cracked as if she was still in puberty. "YOU FORGOT YOUR LUNCH!" she tried not to curse and barely held herself in. Innocent, pure Lily did not need to be exposed to such language.

She hoped Lily could hear her over the loud chatter of annoyances called 'people' that flew around the park like cockroaches. Barely tolerating the crowd, she wondered what Lily did to deserve such a considerate wife like her.

@Lilianna Talbot

 

Lilianna continued her run, heavy sighs occasionally leaking from her mouth as the burden to perform properly in the game weighed on her. It was only until she heard the shouting that she finally ground to a halt almost literally. Her foot slamming down swiftly grinding her motions to a halt, the sudden stop forced her to take another harsh stomp, but her body stood rigidly, sliding t a stop with her body bent forward to keep balance. As stunning as usual, with a tight top and pants, there as an occasional dark spot from how hard she was working but it made her complexion glossy and attractive. Running her fingers through moist hair, she pushed it back while shaking it out with a towel to try and make herself a little more presentable for Olive, oblivious to the fact that she was probably doing a good job looking nice just by existing alone.

With a refreshing smile, she greeted Olive with a small wave at first before getting closer to greet her more affectionately. "Ah-- Thank you. It would've been tough without it." She spoke giving the shorter girl a hug. Though she had to bend down to do so, Lilianna wasn't bothered by that type of exertion, particularly when she understood her height bothered Olive more. Even among everyone in the park though, with her height she was able to pick Olive out of the crowd, as if she had a sixth sense. The reason why that Lilianna was naturally oblivious to, was the fact that Olive was like a powder keg, one would naturally be cautious of it and notice it quickly, unaware of the reason why, Lilianna just took it to mean that they were connected by something special.

"Did you bring anything yourself?" Lilianna asked looking down at her own lunch, then to Olive who didn't seem to have one of her own. After a bit of thought, her refreshing smile brightened before she opened the bag towards Olive. "Want to share some of mine with me since you came all this way?" She spoke, as if offering Olive a part as her reward, though there was another secret reason; despite Lucia sprinting through the park and Olive walking here from home, the poor girl seemed much more exhausted then Lilianna.