(Eshbaal) A Workout (Miss Macro)

[Eshbaal]

Matthias wiped a bit of sweat off his brow as he let go of the weight, placing it carefully back where it belonged and leaned away from the mat to take the bottle of water that he had brought and take a couple of huge gulps, feeling rather... refreshened after this bit of exercise, actually. It was only lately that he had taken a liking to working out like this, and he had been in pretty good shape before then already. But now he could see that the body that had been fit, if a little on the scrawny side was starting to get a bit of a better built. It really did work wonders on an already handsome Matt.

At first, he was not one you would take a second look at. He looked pretty plain with his chin-long blonde hair and the rectangular glasses that balanced on the edge of his nose, not to mention the simple white t-shirt he was wearing at the moment. But if one were to take another look, they would notice that he did have rather handsome features, of the kind that he wasn't even aware himself. And all these details did make one forget he was on the shorter side of his gender and age group, standing at a grand total of 5'5''.

"Right," he said and stood up. "What next..."

 

[Miss Macro]

Jocasta entered the workout area, hunching her head and shoulders to even get through the door.
To simply say that she was tall for a woman would have been a massive understatement. She was just a few inches short of ten foot tall. Rather than appear stretched out and thin, as the very tall often appear, she was perfectly in proportion. It was as if she had simply been built on a slightly larger scale than the rest of the human race.
She was wearing her workout outfit, which had, like most of the rest of her clothes, been specially made. It was a garment on the lines of a sports bra, but was made to be worn on the outside, and a pair of lycra shorts. Both items of clothing, due to her size, hugged her body tightly, showing off her defined musculature.

The gym was mostly empty, only a short guy (and everybody was short to Jocasta) was there, and he seemed to be having trouble deciding what machine to use next.

 

[Eshbaal]

He had been taking a long look at the excercise bikes, never having been very fond of those things in the first place, but he had to admit that they were a pretty good way to measure if he had made any progress whatsoever over the last few months. Sighing a little, he leaned against it and took another gulp of water, getting ready to get on the hellish machine... but he forgot all about that when he saw a rather unusual woman cram herself inside the building through the now seemingly ridicilously small door.

He knew he wasn't exactly supposed to stare, but it was down right impossible not to widen your eyes and give this woman a once-over since everything about her just seemed to scream to the masses that her very existence was impossible... but very welcome, when one then started to take note of her actual appearence.

Having no idea what to say, it only turned into an informal greeting. "Hey."