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| | Level Two Department of Magical Law Enforcement | 
06-02-2021, 09:28 AM
| | |  Exercise Room
 EXERCISE ROOM Venturing past the locker rooms and beyond portraits of notable Law Enforcement employees are two nondescript doors. The one on the right opens to the exercise room, a critical space for maintaining the physical fitness required for fieldwork. Law Enforcement employees, especially those actively involved in apprehending suspects, need to be in top physical condition due to the demanding nature of their duties.
The exercise room is equipped with an array of fitness machines, free weights, boxing equipment, yoga mats, and even a swimming pool. In one corner, a group of punching bags offers an outlet for stress relief, while an enchanted water cooler, magically refilling itself as needed and manually refreshed daily, ensures a constant supply of fresh, cool water. Towels are readily available on shelves, with hampers provided for used ones. Whether sparring with a partner or engaging in solo workouts, the exercise room serves as a valuable resource for employees to stay in shape and manage stress. It's a place to blow off steam before facing the challenges of their duties.
While primarily intended for Law Enforcement personnel, Ministry employees from other departments can also use the facility, provided they are accompanied by a Law Enforcement employee. This policy ensures that everyone can benefit from the well-equipped space while maintaining security and proper use of the equipment.
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07-11-2021, 04:54 PM
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| | Puffskein
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Decked out in his sportswear, Jude couldn’t help but grimace slightly as he walked into the exercise room. It had been an age since he’d last set foot in one and boy did it show. Well, it didn’t but it did. Mentally. He simply knew he couldn’t not work out with the number of sweet treats he’d been having as of late but the fact was working long hours and then coming home tired was simply counterintuitive. They did not go together and he himself was by no means motivated enough to push through the tiredness. The sofa called and he answered.
Today though, he’d brought his gear into work with him and having finished the day early, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to go once and never come back, just like everyone else. Bag on his back, Jude headed over to the water cooler to fill up his water bottle and then set his bag down on one of the workout mats. He was ready to exercise. He was ready. He was there. He was…yawning.
Stifling a yawn and sighing a little too loudly, the pulled the bobble from around his wrist and put his hair up in a neat bun before he eventually stepped forward into a deep lunge. He may not know much about exercising but he knew the importance of stretching first. | 
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07-14-2021, 12:29 AM
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| | Re'em
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Originally Posted by aRogueOne  Decked out in his sportswear, Jude couldn’t help but grimace slightly as he walked into the exercise room. It had been an age since he’d last set foot in one and boy did it show. Well, it didn’t but it did. Mentally. He simply knew he couldn’t not work out with the number of sweet treats he’d been having as of late but the fact was working long hours and then coming home tired was simply counterintuitive. They did not go together and he himself was by no means motivated enough to push through the tiredness. The sofa called and he answered.
Today though, he’d brought his gear into work with him and having finished the day early, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to go once and never come back, just like everyone else. Bag on his back, Jude headed over to the water cooler to fill up his water bottle and then set his bag down on one of the workout mats. He was ready to exercise. He was ready. He was there. He was…yawning.
Stifling a yawn and sighing a little too loudly, the pulled the bobble from around his wrist and put his hair up in a neat bun before he eventually stepped forward into a deep lunge. He may not know much about exercising but he knew the importance of stretching first. It was take a break and exercise day for Gabriel, which meant he'd finished everything urgent but he'd be staying late to finish up his YATI coursework. He was counting down the months until he'd be a real Auror, but truth be told, he was beginning to realize it wouldn't be all that glorious. Some fun things like chasing down bad guys, investigating mishaps, but probably mostly paperwork. And paperwork was...boring.
Exercise was fun, though.
He stepped into the exercise room and immediately took a step back. Entering the room a second time, he saw that, yes, there was a young man doing yoga. He wasn't sure he'd ever seen someone do yoga in here before. He tried not to make eye contact with the fellow as he puttered around the room, getting some boxing things set up to have a go at a punching bag. Aaaand of course his usual boxing position put the other guy right in his line of sight. Of course.
Did he yawn? Gabriel pulled on his boxing gloves and raised an eyebrow. Seemed a bit early in the day to be tired. "Long day?" he asked with a half-smile, deciding it would be more awkward to not acknowledge the fellow. Since he was going to end up looking at him while he punched the bag. | |
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07-15-2021, 11:35 AM
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| | Puffskein
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Originally Posted by Waddles It was take a break and exercise day for Gabriel, which meant he'd finished everything urgent but he'd be staying late to finish up his YATI coursework. He was counting down the months until he'd be a real Auror, but truth be told, he was beginning to realize it wouldn't be all that glorious. Some fun things like chasing down bad guys, investigating mishaps, but probably mostly paperwork. And paperwork was...boring.
Exercise was fun, though.
He stepped into the exercise room and immediately took a step back. Entering the room a second time, he saw that, yes, there was a young man doing yoga. He wasn't sure he'd ever seen someone do yoga in here before. He tried not to make eye contact with the fellow as he puttered around the room, getting some boxing things set up to have a go at a punching bag. Aaaand of course his usual boxing position put the other guy right in his line of sight. Of course.
Did he yawn? Gabriel pulled on his boxing gloves and raised an eyebrow. Seemed a bit early in the day to be tired. "Long day?" he asked with a half-smile, deciding it would be more awkward to not acknowledge the fellow. Since he was going to end up looking at him while he punched the bag. Feeling the burn deep inside his muscles, Jude did his best to focus on finding his inner peace, something he had never been able to do and would never most likely ever be able to ever, ever do. He did continue to try though as he stretched deeper and deeper into the lunge before eventually swapping and doing the same with the other. What was it people said, ‘You’re supposed to embrace the burn?’ Grade A rubbish in his opinion and yet, there he was, yawning through it or at least until someone entered the gym.
Watching the guy set up the boxing equipment, he’d almost forgotten he was in the middle of a lunge, that was until the guy looked over at him and called out his yawn. “Long week,” Jude replied simply because it had been. This job was his first proper job since leaving Hogwarts, because he simply didn’t include working at his parents’ pub back home in New York, and it had left him drained of energy and motivation to anything except sit on the sofa and stuff his face with anything remotely cheesy. “I made it to the gym though so you know, I deserve a medal or something,” he continued, laughing a little now as he looked down and realised that he was still lunging.
Quickly realising that he had in fact locked his muscles, the long, dark haired teen snorted a little and awkwardly stood up straight, grunting in the process as his muscles moved and ached from lack of movement. “I honestly don’t know how people do this all the time. Work and gym. Gym and work. Like, how do they do other things? I go once a week and its murder.” There was Cian, running around doing parkour and all that rubbish, still working at that muggle café and studying. He made it look so easy. Little nerd. | |
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07-24-2021, 04:30 PM
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| | Re'em
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Originally Posted by aRogueOne Feeling the burn deep inside his muscles, Jude did his best to focus on finding his inner peace, something he had never been able to do and would never most likely ever be able to ever, ever do. He did continue to try though as he stretched deeper and deeper into the lunge before eventually swapping and doing the same with the other. What was it people said, ‘You’re supposed to embrace the burn?’ Grade A rubbish in his opinion and yet, there he was, yawning through it or at least until someone entered the gym.
Watching the guy set up the boxing equipment, he’d almost forgotten he was in the middle of a lunge, that was until the guy looked over at him and called out his yawn. “Long week,” Jude replied simply because it had been. This job was his first proper job since leaving Hogwarts, because he simply didn’t include working at his parents’ pub back home in New York, and it had left him drained of energy and motivation to anything except sit on the sofa and stuff his face with anything remotely cheesy. “I made it to the gym though so you know, I deserve a medal or something,” he continued, laughing a little now as he looked down and realised that he was still lunging.
Quickly realising that he had in fact locked his muscles, the long, dark haired teen snorted a little and awkwardly stood up straight, grunting in the process as his muscles moved and ached from lack of movement. “I honestly don’t know how people do this all the time. Work and gym. Gym and work. Like, how do they do other things? I go once a week and its murder.” There was Cian, running around doing parkour and all that rubbish, still working at that muggle café and studying. He made it look so easy. Little nerd. Gabriel upgraded his half-smile to a full grin. "That's a pretty low threshold for earning a medal," he said, giving the punching bag a few test punches. "You know, the more you exercise, the easier it gets." Like if you exercised six days a week, it became second nature. "Supposedly exercise actually increases your energy, too. I don't remember why... endorphins? Better sleep quality?" The why wasn't super important to him. Being prepared to chase down a bad guy, or someone who'd dropped something, was really why he ran every day.
And the boxing... the boxing was just fun.
"You're..." Gabriel punched the bag a bit more aggressively, hoping it would jog his memory of the younger man's name. It didn't. "I don't think we've officially met. I'm Gabriel," he said, between punches. Was this kid still doing his stretching? Or did he call it yoga? Maybe that's why he was tired. | |
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07-29-2021, 04:28 PM
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| | Mooncalf
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It had been a particularly grueling afternoon of keeping the peace. Idiots left and right making complaints about trivial things, getting riled up over nothing, and throwing fists and spells left and right. In all honesty, it reminded him of his twenties, but he had little patience for it now. Perhaps the heat of the afternoon had added to his impatience and lack of empathy. His temper had almost gotten the best of him today and there was really only one remedy that could sort him out at the moment.
Sweat droplets sliding off of him as the air conditioning pushed them away, Coulson dropped his gear in the corner of the room. It didn't take long for him to slip down to his undershirt and transfigure his work pants into something more comfortable for the routine ahead of him. A few deep breaths later, a hand moving through his slicked back hair, and he was moving toward the bench.
Nothing a few reps and calculated punches couldn't fix.
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07-30-2021, 10:44 AM
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| | Puffskein
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Originally Posted by Waddles Gabriel upgraded his half-smile to a full grin. "That's a pretty low threshold for earning a medal," he said, giving the punching bag a few test punches. "You know, the more you exercise, the easier it gets." Like if you exercised six days a week, it became second nature. "Supposedly exercise actually increases your energy, too. I don't remember why... endorphins? Better sleep quality?" The why wasn't super important to him. Being prepared to chase down a bad guy, or someone who'd dropped something, was really why he ran every day.
And the boxing... the boxing was just fun.
"You're..." Gabriel punched the bag a bit more aggressively, hoping it would jog his memory of the younger man's name. It didn't. "I don't think we've officially met. I'm Gabriel," he said, between punches. Was this kid still doing his stretching? Or did he call it yoga? Maybe that's why he was tired. Grinning back at the guy, Jude simply shrugged and laughed a little before replying, “Hey, sometimes rolling out of bed is a hard thing for you to do. Little steps my friend. Little steps.” For someone who hadn’t really had a job in forever and didn’t really like working out, this was a big deal. “Really? Because if it gets easier, are you really challenging yourself? The more you improve, the more you should do to keep trying to improve.” How he had the right to even talk about improving in the gym when he despised the place was beyond him but it was all fun and games. “Well it just makes me want to sleep for longer and it makes my legs feel like led weights. I don’t really know much about endorphins though. Sounds like a new dolphin species.”
“I don’t think we have bro. I’m Jude. Jude MacAfee. Assistant to the big boss. Only started a month or two ago. S’up Gabe.” Finally coming out of his stretches yoga pose, Jude covered his mouth as he yawned again and looked at the various equipment on offer in the room. It was too much honestly. So much in fact he almost wanted to walk around the room and eyeball of it and figure out how it all worked. What magic had been cast on some of it and the mechanisms for making them work. Almost. But he was here to exercise so that is what he did.
Walking over to one of the long, metal bars, Jude slowly began to drag some weights over to it and methodically placed them on both sides of the bar before eventually coming to a standstill in the middle of it. Taking a deep breath, Jude leant forward ever so slightly with his legs shoulder width apart and grabbed the bar the same distance apart and lifted followed by many minutes of grunting and the loud thuds of the weights hitting the padded floor over and over. | |
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08-16-2021, 11:33 PM
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Originally Posted by Wood'sLittleFlower It had been a particularly grueling afternoon of keeping the peace. Idiots left and right making complaints about trivial things, getting riled up over nothing, and throwing fists and spells left and right. In all honesty, it reminded him of his twenties, but he had little patience for it now. Perhaps the heat of the afternoon had added to his impatience and lack of empathy. His temper had almost gotten the best of him today and there was really only one remedy that could sort him out at the moment.
Sweat droplets sliding off of him as the air conditioning pushed them away, Coulson dropped his gear in the corner of the room. It didn't take long for him to slip down to his undershirt and transfigure his work pants into something more comfortable for the routine ahead of him. A few deep breaths later, a hand moving through his slicked back hair, and he was moving toward the bench.
Nothing a few reps and calculated punches couldn't fix. Busy, busy, busy.
Penelope preferred to keep a busy schedule, of course, and in her twenty years - Merlin's beard, twenty years? - of working in the MLE department, it wasn't hard to stay busy. Never a dull moment. But it was a new kinda busy these days, especially this year. And that fire in her belly had only grown in the months since she'd been cleared for work after her...disappearance and return. That whole situation was always in the back of her mind, even as she worked on other cases.
But a swamped schedule didn't mean she could skip out on her workout time. Though really, it was factored into it. It was an important part of her routine, and it was also relaxing too. Two birds, one stone.
And it seemed she wasn't alone.
"Coulson Bradshaw." Penelope offered a smile to him as she claimed one of the exercise bikes. It seemed like forever since she had last talked to her old friend. She'd seen him around the Ministry - hard not to when they worked in the same department now - but there wasn't always time for a chat. He had a busy schedule too, she was sure. But she was glad their schedules had finally aligned. "Rough day?"
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09-12-2021, 10:01 PM
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| | Demiguise
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Kevin had been back at work for the past couple of months after a pretty long break at ST.Mungo's. His Healer had advised him to spend at least 20 minutes every day doing some low impact exercises to get his strength back.
He wore a black tank top paired with black shorts as slowly climbed up the stair climber. Using the towel around his shoulders to brush away the sweat on his forehead, Kevin pushed the towel up a bit to hide the two puncture wounds on his neck. He had gone to several different Healers in the country to get rid of them but he had been told time and time again that they were permanent.
He pressed on the level difficulty button to put it higher and continued to climb.
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09-14-2021, 02:33 AM
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| | Re'em
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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Kevin had been back at work for the past couple of months after a pretty long break at ST.Mungo's. His Healer had advised him to spend at least 20 minutes every day doing some low impact exercises to get his strength back.
He wore a black tank top paired with black shorts as slowly climbed up the stair climber. Using the towel around his shoulders to brush away the sweat on his forehead, Kevin pushed the towel up a bit to hide the two puncture wounds on his neck. He had gone to several different Healers in the country to get rid of them but he had been told time and time again that they were permanent.
He pressed on the level difficulty button to put it higher and continued to climb. Gabriel had a date. With the level two punching bag. He didn't get to pretend box as frequently as he did before, before YATI training had gotten quite so intense, but he liked to make time for it occasionally. He wanted to be sure that, down a wand, he could still take a criminal in a duel, if needed.
It was like learning to swim to prevent drowning.
He took note of another guy in the exercise room as he entered, smiling and nodding politely to the older fellow as he got himself situated in front of the punching bag. Punch...punch... He wondered if the guy on the stairs ever did boxing. Or why he'd choose stairs over something that Gabriel found much more exciting. He glanced over, weighing whether it would be rude to ask, and decided, yes, it would be.
"I'm Gabriel," he said instead, steadying the bag so it wouldn't swing back and hit him. | |
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09-20-2021, 03:29 PM
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| | Demiguise
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Originally Posted by Waddles Gabriel had a date. With the level two punching bag. He didn't get to pretend box as frequently as he did before, before YATI training had gotten quite so intense, but he liked to make time for it occasionally. He wanted to be sure that, down a wand, he could still take a criminal in a duel, if needed.
It was like learning to swim to prevent drowning.
He took note of another guy in the exercise room as he entered, smiling and nodding politely to the older fellow as he got himself situated in front of the punching bag. Punch...punch... He wondered if the guy on the stairs ever did boxing. Or why he'd choose stairs over something that Gabriel found much more exciting. He glanced over, weighing whether it would be rude to ask, and decided, yes, it would be.
"I'm Gabriel," he said instead, steadying the bag so it wouldn't swing back and hit him. Kevin turned his head to look at the door when it opened up and another employee entered the exercise room. He gave the younger man a nod back before continuing his workout. Taking two steps at a time on the stairs now, his heart rate went up and he breathed through his mouth until eventually, his mind told him that it was enough.
He stopped the moving staircase and as he did his cooling down, Kevin watched the other person in the room punching the punching bag. He used to be fairly active as well despite not being in the field. But his strength would come back one day, he was positive about that.
Wait, was he talking to him? "Kevin" he greeted back and stepped down from the stairs while wiping the sweat from his forehead with his towel before hanging it back over his shoulders. "From evidence and pensieve rooms"
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09-22-2021, 01:43 AM
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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Kevin turned his head to look at the door when it opened up and another employee entered the exercise room. He gave the younger man a nod back before continuing his workout. Taking two steps at a time on the stairs now, his heart rate went up and he breathed through his mouth until eventually, his mind told him that it was enough.
He stopped the moving staircase and as he did his cooling down, Kevin watched the other person in the room punching the punching bag. He used to be fairly active as well despite not being in the field. But his strength would come back one day, he was positive about that.
Wait, was he talking to him?
"Kevin" he greeted back and stepped down from the stairs while wiping the sweat from his forehead with his towel before hanging it back over his shoulders. "From evidence and pensieve rooms" Yes, he was talking to him. Kevin from the evidence and pensieve rooms. "Oh, that must be pretty interesting!" The evidence. The memories. "I'm a YATI," he said, realizing the other man might think he didn't belong if he started asking tons of questions with no explanation.
"Have you worked in the evidence and pensieve rooms long? What's the weirdest piece of evidence you've ever had to handle?" he asked. Was it nosy? Sure. But, for the sake of learning. | |
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09-27-2021, 06:56 PM
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| | Demiguise
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Kevin leaned against one of the pieces of equipment near the punching back as he took off the cap of the bottle of water and began to drink from it. His eyebrow raised for a moment when the guy began to ask questions about his work. His confidential work.
Interesting was one word to describe it. At first, he had been excited to dwell in to a memory but he soon found out that it wasn't for the faint of heart.
"It will be my tenth year next year" wow, had it been that long already? The realization hit him but he didn't appear fazed by it, instead, he took another sip from the water.
The weirdest piece of evidence had to be the one he was working on right now. He had the feeling that his memory had been tampered with ever since the ordeal he had went through and as it was his job to study and analyse the memories from witnesses and suspects associated with crimes, it frustrated him to no end that he couldn't even figure out his memory. But he couldn't exactly tell this. Who knows, maybe Gabriel wasn't Gabriel at all and someone else was polyjuiced as him right now. He had seen weirder things so it wasn't impossible.
"One about a dog chasing a burglar up in to a tree" he said with a shrug of his shoulders and walked over to one of punching bags. He took pride in his job and unless Gabriel had permission from Upstead he was not going to talk about any of the memories in full detail. "What YATI year are you in right now?" he asked instead to get the attention to the younger man.
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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Kevin leaned against one of the pieces of equipment near the punching back as he took off the cap of the bottle of water and began to drink from it. His eyebrow raised for a moment when the guy began to ask questions about his work. His confidential work.
Interesting was one word to describe it. At first, he had been excited to dwell in to a memory but he soon found out that it wasn't for the faint of heart.
"It will be my tenth year next year" wow, had it been that long already? The realization hit him but he didn't appear fazed by it, instead, he took another sip from the water.
The weirdest piece of evidence had to be the one he was working on right now. He had the feeling that his memory had been tampered with ever since the ordeal he had went through and as it was his job to study and analyse the memories from witnesses and suspects associated with crimes, it frustrated him to no end that he couldn't even figure out his memory. But he couldn't exactly tell this. Who knows, maybe Gabriel wasn't Gabriel at all and someone else was polyjuiced as him right now. He had seen weirder things so it wasn't impossible.
"One about a dog chasing a burglar up in to a tree" he said with a shrug of his shoulders and walked over to one of punching bags. He took pride in his job and unless Gabriel had permission from Upstead he was not going to talk about any of the memories in full detail. "What YATI year are you in right now?" he asked instead to get the attention to the younger man. He wasn't trying to be nosy or get any confidential information, but it was somewhat difficult to find common ground with colleagues when there was a huge age difference and, well, it's not like he had a desk and desk neighbors. Yet. He did have regular neighbors, though they were a little odd. Not much in common with them, either, he supposed.
"Ten years, wow," Gabriel repeated, impressed. He didn't know if he could ever stick with something for ten years. Three or four years doing the same thing was...about as long as he could stand. And that was when it was interesting. But hopefully Auror-ing would have enough different things every day that, yes, he could stick it out for ten years like Kevin. "That sounds pretty funny!" he said with a smile. "I've heard about cats getting stuck in trees, but not a burglar."
Oh, Kevin was coming over here? That was cool. Gabriel--or was it ten meerkats in a trenchcoat?--paused again to grin brightly at the man. "I'm in my third year, sir, so, almost done." He threw the sir in there, because, well, ten years was a lot. "Do you box?" | |
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07-28-2023, 09:01 AM
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Physically? Missa felt good. She was in shape, her form was proper - and her usual exercise drills didn't even break a sweat out of her. The other side of that coin however ... was a different story. Truth be told, it wasn't even that bad anymore. She was her usual self - taking on the work load, doing her best, it was only when she ... stopped did the overthinking got the best of her.
So, when all her paper work was done, and she had a few hours left in her shift, she made her way to the exercise room. Passing a smile here and there, the brunette went through her usual warm up routine - before making her way over to the punching bag in the corner. There was particular frustration she wanted to nurse today, and it was always best to do so before heading home and seeing Eiji. There was no point worrying him when a few punches wouldn't get it all out of her system.
Bracing herself, she got on her gloves and pulled back. A blankness enveloped her -- safe and secure -- and in the moment she was punching the bag as hard as she could.
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Hugo was not the physical sort. Surely that would not come as much of a surprise to most people who looked at him. He preferred sparing of the mental kind rather than the physical, making smoothies and arranged fudge contests to running and jumping and the sort. But, seeing as he was the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, it was part of his duties to - well, exercise. Normally he came in early, ran on the treadmill, did a few spin cycles, and lifted some weights early in the morning when very few others were around. He didn't need his staff after all, making fun of his chicken legs.
Only, he hadn't been feeling well lately and so he'd elected to sleep in and neglect his exercise routine and as he'd sat at his desk and read over a few reports he'd been overcome with antsiness and had decided the gym would help. He'd hoped he'd get lucky and have the room to himself, but luck was never his best friend. Thumping noises that could only be someone taking out some frustration on a punching bag filled his ears as he stepped into the room. "Need someone to hold the bag?" he asked Missa as he walked up and tossed down his towel.
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A few moments later, Missa had pretty much forgotten everything around her, as she channelled all her frustrations through her fists and into the bag. It left her breathless and with aching muscles, but she knew she would sleep better - if she kept going. However, her luck wasn't as such either, because she saw the department head move into the room from the corner of her eye. Reflex kicking in, she straightened even when she didn't need to.
Stopping, she smiled at the man and picked up her own towel, wiping away the sweat from her arms, "don't think I'll do any better if I keep seeing your face there, sir" It was suppose to be a joke, but it was also true. Her anxiety had gotten worse over time, and she knew with him around - the exercise wouldn't be about relaxing anymore.
"How about you? Do you want to throw some punches?"
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]b]”Come now Renaldi,”[/b] he said with a sideways smile. ”Surely, I’m not that vexatious?” Why else would she be worried about seeing his face by the bag unless she felt the need to deck him. Still, he remembered the days when he would have liked nothing else but to punch his boss in the face. Ah, to be young(er) and still have an imagination. ”But if I am, then by all means…” he made a motion with his hands that indicated she might as well go about giving him a one-two. Maybe he’d sleep better tonight if he took a bonk to the head. Meanwhile the bag swung back and forth and back forth. It appeared Missa had set a rhythm.
He reached and steadied the bag, unable to take the swinging. ”Boxing isn’t really my thing, but,” he looked around for a pair of gloves and then summoned them. He preferred dueling both with wands and words, rather then hand-to-hand combat. ”As long as you keep how incredibly bad I am at it to yourself, I’ll give it a go.” He caught the gloves out of the air. He put one and then the other, tightening the strap with his teeth before tapping them together to make sure they felt alright. ”Ready when you are -”
He swung, not hard. He was old after all and needed to slowly wake up his muscles.
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Vexatious? No. Still the boss man though. But Missa didn't say that, instead she merely smiled and aimed - swinging twice in a precise way that her fists didn't miss the bag but was respectfully close enough to his face.
It was a thrill in its own way, to be doing this with him. She hadn't really been in the field with him, and Missa had always been curious to know how was he like there or .... had been. She wasn't oblivious to his age of course, but he was the department head for a reason.
"So, what is your thing?" she asked, taking a stance and swinging when it was her turn. "--and not just in here, generally too," she added, giving him a small look. She could ask, right? There was nothing wrong there.
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Originally Posted by Samia Vexatious? No. Still the boss man though. But Missa didn't say that, instead she merely smiled and aimed - swinging twice in a precise way that her fists didn't miss the bag but was respectfully close enough to his face.
It was a thrill in its own way, to be doing this with him. She hadn't really been in the field with him, and Missa had always been curious to know how was he like there or .... had been. She wasn't oblivious to his age of course, but he was the department head for a reason.
"So, what is your thing?" she asked, taking a stance and swinging when it was her turn. "--and not just in here, generally too," she added, giving him a small look. She could ask, right? There was nothing wrong there. The hits were hard and fierce. He did his best not to flinch as the hits landed relatively close to his face. To say he was happy to switch it up and take a few swings at the bag. His hits weren’t nearly as solid, but he still managed to make the bag move a little. ”I prefer cardio. Running, bikes.” He stepped back and took a breath before landing another one-two-punch on the bag . ”I’ve always been better at fighting with words.” Both magical words and ordinary. Hugo was no slouch at dueling after all.
As for generally, well… ”Jazz,” he said. ”I like jazz. I know, it’s an old person thing, but it can really be quite - spirited.” He took a deep breath and then steadied the bag for Missa to have another go. ”I also enjoy a lovely fudge now and again. Was thinking about having a department wide fudge making contest.” He smiled and most certainly did not laugh. Nope, not at all. Just kidding, he most certainly did chortle a little.
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Joana could barely contain herself.
The parchment sat on her desk, framed, the Ministry seal gleaming in the lamplight and her new department head's signature beaming at her, and she still found herself re-reading the words every now and then while she sorted through the mountain of paperwork and files already accumulated on her desk, half-convinced she had conjured them herself in some feverish, sleep-deprived delusion. Gone were the days of poring over immigration policies and international cooperation statutes, offering her services as a tour guide and specialist to help acclimate the news foreign transfers that, while necessary, had left her craving something more. This...this was where she belonged. The Wizengamot. The British Office of Wizarding Law. A Ministry Jurisprudent, no less. Not just enforcing policies, but shaping them. Not just interpreting the law, but guiding its very philosophy.
Joana exhaled sharply, steadying herself. Focus. She would celebrate later, perhaps let Regina drag her out for a drink or even indulge Tyrus for an evening, once she had accomplished more than keep her desk organized and spell and fact check a couple policies that had passed by her during her first weeks on the job. For now, she would continue to let it all settle deep in her bones.
Pulse perpetually thrumming with excitement for the foreseeable future, Joana selected a set of dumbbells - the weight heavy but familiar in her grip. As she settled into her stance, she finally allowed herself to release the tension buzzing beneath her skin. Somewhat, anyway, as her thoughts drifted right back to the latest draft amendments left on her desk and the research she had been pouring herself over the past couple of days deep in the legislative archives, reviewing the historical precedents for portkey-related reforms and the Magical Law’s stance on transnational travel, tiptoeing the intersection of freedom and security. She could almost feel the weight of it all pressing on her shoulders, much like the weights in her hands. This level of critical thinking and analysis demanded more than mere dumbbells, which meant she needed to find herself a spotter so she could safely tackle the bench and overhead press - or enchant them, but that felt like a magical liability waiting to happen.
"Legislation is action. Action is change," Joana reminded herself quietly as she grabbed her bright orange towel, swiping away the beads of sweat forming on her brow. She stretched to loosen up her muscles, preparing for another round - her gaze still scanning the room, on the lookout for a seemingly elusive spotter so she could push herself further and up the ante a bit.
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