<strong>Name:</strong>Mudrock "Madrock" Gundam<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gundam Academy, Track<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Endurance Training<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Roku, or Mudrock Gundam if you preferred sticking to formalities, raced back and forth on the thirty meter track, dressed in the Academy's physical fitness uniform, working herself to the limit in order to increase her staying power in a fight.  Ten more seconds, she told herself.  Ten more seconds, now<em>push it</em>!  She managed to put on a little extra burst of speed for those ten seconds, the buzzer causing her to collapse to her hands and knees, sweat pouring down her face as she gasped for air.  Not good enough!  She was a Gundam, damn it!  She<em>needed</em>to be better!  Especially after the whole mess in Nice with that X girl and her little uprising.  While the situation had been resolved, one might imagine that people were leery of another such event.  She had to be ready to prove that she was made of better stuff than that selfish brat!<br/><br/>"Cool down," she reminded herself, forcing herself to get up and move, since stopping flat out like this was an awful idea considering what she was doing.  She paced over to her things a gym bag, towel, and a bottle of water sitting on a nearby bench.  She grabbed the bottle and took a few sips, going through a series of low impact exercises once she was finished in order to cool down from her workout properly.  Repetition endurance training was one of the more intense forms, and if done improperly it could do more harm than good.  Still, it was worth the risk.  She was<em>the</em>RX-78-6 Mudrock Gundam.  She had to be better.  She just had to be!