<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/580be61f-5ecf-4ed3-92ab-9dd309c0b93a/db5mr8a-9d04a25e-2be3-4613-9f3b-92e1278b0aca.jpg/v1/fill/w_747,h_1070,q_70,strp/raven_quickie_005_by_exmile_db5mr8a-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTUwMCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzU4MGJlNjFmLTVlY2YtNGVkMy05MmFiLTlkZDMwOWMwYjkzYVwvZGI1bXI4YS05ZDA0YTI1ZS0yYmUzLTQ2MTMtOWYzYi05MmUxMjc4YjBhY2EuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEwNDgifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.41GMnxJRVG_Au3Uphn-75YzqGItkB7AjW4IMCIr2j7Y)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031642#msg15031642)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Borrowed workout clothes (https://www.bodybybrazil.com/media/morena/blackmagic-jumpsuit01.jpg)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Saturday, August 22nd, 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Early in the morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Secret Sanctuary Training Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Morning workout<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Brion, Open<br/><br/>Though Raven was loathe to admit it, the need for exercise was something she couldn't ignore, especially if she was to keep up with her new teammates.  So, there she was, looking quite different without her usual attire as she went through the opening steps of the martial art practiced by the sages of Azarath.  Its name, very roughly translated, was "the river of Metrion", as it focused on flowing movements and redirection over brute force.  One might compare it to Tai Chi or Judo, and that wasn't too far off the mark.  She was about ready to finish her warm up when she found herself no longer alone, frowning slightly at the sight of Brion.<br/><br/>"I thought I detected sexual tension," she remarked dryly before continuing her routine.  "If you wish privacy, I can always come back later."  Seeing him work out would be... distracting, to say the least.  "I imagine you'll need to work some of it off, given Helena's penchant for manifesting... awkward feelings."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O6_UpVq2wl0/V8GAHgfWVII/AAAAAAAAA_o/FizZ_6jTLwYF6tYigWRLqFTvumPbuf7WwCLcB/s1600/Laura%2BMichelle%2BPrestin%2B8.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Saturday, August 22nd, 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Early in the morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Secret Sanctuary Kitchen<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Breakfast, woo~!<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Brion, Open<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Breakfast Song (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oc-O3AD4xKE)<br/><br/>"Pancakes, cornflakes, french toast—woah!"  Courtney had been merrily skipping her way to the kitchen, humming and singing irreverently as she went, when the most delightful smells hit her right in the fact like a delicious bag of bricks.  Wait... that wasn't quite right.  She really needed to work on her metaphors.  At any rate, she practically floated along as she enjoyed the heavenly aroma until she spotted the source.  "Brion, wow!  That smells great, man~"  She grinned brightly, far too cheery for this time of the morning.  Not that she cared.  "What brings you here so early?  Didn't figure you for the type, to be honest."  She glanced over what he was making.  "Huh.  Also not what I figured someone would make for breakfast, but hey, I'm not going to judge."