LTJG Lhandon Joseph Nilsen - Get Them Gains
Lhandon Nilsen
(((OOC: Tags for Morro Caras, welcome aboard, Nilsen’s got a new himbo-gymbro.))
(( Gymnasium, Deck 5, USS Octavia E. Butler ))
Lhandon had found Ensign Caras easy to get along with and as soon as the gym was mentioned between the two officers, Lhandon had jumped at the chance to invite the ensign for a workout.
He hadn’t noticed Toxin at the opposing end of the gym.
Nilsen: Like does anyone actually like leg day? I know I gotta do it for rugby but I’m dead the morning after ::slight laugh:: Don’t suppose you wanna join the team? It’s nothing too serious, sometimes we’ll have a match with other ships but mostly it's a social thing.
The offer was genuine and the team was a casual thing, and open to all crew members regardless of rank
Caras: Response.
The two had started working out, with Lhandon focusing on leg day. After his warm-up, he had begun doing squats with a bar on his shoulders. He had planned for 4 sets of 6 to 10 reps, starting at 120kg and increasing on the second and fourth sets. He planted his feet and unconsciously remembered his form, partly because he had seen an absolute disaster happen to a fellow cadet in his first year. He took a deep breath, braced his core, and descended into the squat. He kept his back perfectly straight, and as he reached his heels, he powered back up, driving through his heels.
He had just about finished the first set and put the bar back up to afford himself a little rest when he noticed on the other side of the gym that Toxin, too, was working out and looked like he had gotten a gym buddy of his own.
Lhandon smiled. He was glad to see that Toxin, who had been so engrossed in work that he hadn't left the OC at all, now had a friend and was working out in Lhandon's sacred space. This sight filled his heart with joy.
Although, was his mind playing tricks on him, did he just see Toxin throw that bar in the air,
He gestured for Morro to follow.
Nilsen: Come on, I’ll introduce you to Tox.
Lhandon almost didn't wait for Morro to follow. He wanted to introduce the two and figured that they would get along well.
Caras: Response.
They had soon reached Toxin, who was clearly at the end of his workout and recovering. There was someone else there too; this person had orange and blue hair and was slightly taller than Toxin. However, Lhandon and Morro still towered over them, with the former standing at 6 foot 4 inches and the ensign just two inches shorter.((OOC: Yay I’m still the tallest )
Nilsen: Tox mate it’s good to see you here. ::Turning to Henri:: Great to meet you mate, I’m Lhando, this Is Morro.
He held his hand out, not in a formal shake but one more like a friend would give, the kind where the hands were caught in mid air just below eye level and between the two of them.
Caras/Arlill(& whatever Henri shall call themselves): : Response.
Nilsen: Well great to meet you, buddy. I’m glad you've got Tox out here. You can’t be all work and no play right? ::laughs:: ::To Arlill:: Tox, I’m guessing you just finished?
Caras/Arlill(& whatever Henri shall call themselves): Response.
As they spoke, Lhandon had no idea that this was Henri, the one who had been whispering in Toxin’s ear. As far as he was concerned, this wasn’t a hologram, but a real person, and for now at least, Lhandon was fooled like Penn & Teller.
Tags/TBC
((OOC: Sadly we’ll have to keep this short because the mission is around the corner. I may have screwed up the numbers, and he might be lifting way too much. Do let me know lol)
Lieutenant JG Lhandon Joseph Nilsen
Assistant Chief of Operations.
USS Octavia E Butler
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He/Him/His (Both player and character)