<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://safebooru.org//images/2193/783c954a0f955a7e4281b9c76550c0a2eb0cbaa6.jpg?2284860)</div></div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>RX-78-6 Mudrock "Madrock" Gundam<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gundam Academy, Track<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Strike Freedom<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Speaking of superior Gundams, here came one now.  Roku kept to her cool down routine as Strike Freedom approached her, noticing that the other girl didn't look the least bit winded, or even like she had a single hair out of place.  It both annoyed her and made her more determined to do better, seeing how far she still had to go despite her improvements over the original.  A fresh bottle of water and Gundamaide were offered, Roku swiping them during a movement that had her passing close enough.  She moved over to the bench, setting down the latter, while circling the bench and sipping from the former.<br/><br/>"Thanks," she said, the water cooler than hers, feeling more refreshing as a result.  "I'm improving, so... good, I guess."  She offered her fellow Gundam a brief smile before going back to focusing on her cool down period.  "Yours?"  She asked, going into some stretching next, so there wouldn't be so much of a build up of lactic acid.  "Wait, lemme guess."  She cocked a half smirk.  "Perfect?"  Her tone had a teasing lilt to it, with just a touch of envy riding underneath it.