<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mIU4KKV.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Name</td><td> || </td><td>Kumiko Akimoto</td></tr><tr><td>Location</td><td> || </td><td>Lazarus HQ - Entrance hall</td></tr><tr><td>Tagging</td><td> || </td><td>Takashi Homura, Shizuru Satonaka, open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>After leaving the group in the entrance hall, Kumiko made her way to the locker rooms and changed quickly from the jeans and the loosely hanging crop-top to a pair of skimpy, skin-tight black shorts and a rather boring black sports bra. Overall, she didn't like working out with much clothes, it just made her warm and it became heavy. After getting dressed, she pulled out the clips from her hair and tied it up in a single long ponytail instead. The natural waves in her hair made it hard to tie it up in any other way. After that, she pulled on a pair of simple running shoes, and headed towards the gym hall.<br/><br/>As she entered, she did 500 meters of jogging just to warm up a little, before heading towards a wall bar. It seemed like Shizuru was busy with beating up an innocent boxing bag while listening to rock music. Not very surprising really, she seemed like the type. She didn't mind what she heard of the music over to where she was though, she didn't dislike rock all that much, she had her fair share of tracks she liked, and even if the song that she seemed to be listening to wasn't one of them, she had to admit it wasn't half bad. As she climbed up in the wall, she could barely hear it, but it was still there. She turned her hands so her knuckles were facing towards the wall, before proceeding to do 20 pull-ups. She held a gentle speed, holding herself up for around a second and a half before letting herself down again. She proceeded like this till she was done before dropping down again, only in time to have Takashi approach her. He asked her what she thought of the new girl, though she let him wait for a bit as she walked the short walk over to the equipment room and picked up a pair of ankle-guards. She brought them with her as she sat down on the floor by the wall, looking at him.<br/><br/><strong>"I dunno, can't say approaching the building disguised as Americans was the best way to get fans though"</strong>After putting on the ankle guards properly and making sure they wouldn't slip, she made her way up in the wall again and flipped around, placing her legs up between two bars, hanging down with her back towards the wall, her hair falling almost the entire way down to the floor. She fixed the positioning of her legs a little, moving them a little bit further away from one another while making sure the angle was correct.<strong>"But, for all I know, she could simply have used sex appeal to work her way up the ranks, not good to know yet, but I certainly hope not. If she's a complete failure, we naturally have to do something. Even if the storage is well stocked up, we don't have more food than what we need. Eventually, it's going to run empty, and we don't need useless people leeching on it"</strong>She talked between each rep, with her hands resting behind her head. She kept the same slow and relaxed phase as she had with the pull-ups. Even with her thin frame, each rep showed that she had a decent bit of muscles as well. When it came to pure physical strength, she was naturally not the strongest, but she had high stamina, good leg-muscles and she knew how to use what she had to its full potential. While her stomach didn't have a full-on six-pack, the traces of one could be seen with each rep.<br/><br/>After she was done, she placed one hand on the bars besides the one she was using and held on to it before moving her legs out of the position they had been, for then to drop down and start taking off the guards again. Really, they weren't necessary, but they made it a lot easier, and there wasn't anything to earn from not using them, so she saw no reason not to.<strong>"How about you, what do you think of her?"</strong>