Where The Wisterias Bloom

True to her word, Hana arrived at the gym bright and early, just as she said she would. She was more then ready to get things started once she arrived, dressed in a pair of brown gym shorts and a red t-shirt with an "OEW" logo plastered across the front. Her duffel bag was slung over her shoulder, and it was pretty easy to tell from looking at her that she was ready to work.

Once she reached the gym, she pushed the door right open and stepped inside, taking a look around the place. Her eyes glanced over the gym, and she nodded in approval as she looked around. It was a simple place, but she was fine with that. It reminded her of her family's gym back home.

Carmen had just finished putting away the mop and bucket under the ring when she heard Hana coming through - the girl had not been kidding about coming in early. The sun had only begun to rise in the distance, and its red rays were starting to peak through the windows on the upper level. It gave the gym a dark red glow that she loved. For the next hour or so, the lighting would perfectly match her signature colors.

"Hey!" Carmen popped out from behind the ring and waved Hana's way before she stepped out in full. "You made it, awesome." Carmen spun around with her hands spread out as she approached the giantess, glad to see that she seemed to approve. A few people had been turned off by the rustic look, but Carmen wanted to stick with it all the same. A boxing gym should look like a boxing gym.

"Welcome to Rodriguez Gym - Kyoto. If you can think of a better name than that, let me know, I'm taking suggestions."

Hana turned towards Carmen as the Latina popped out from behind the ring, and threw the woman a wave and a friendly smile. "Don't look at me," she answered her. "I'm pretty bad with names."

Her eyes darted over Carmen for a moment as she lowered one arm down, letting her duffel bag slip off her shoulder to the floor. She was impressed. Carmen already looked ready to get started, and looking at her now in her training gear, Hana could get a better, closer look at her body. She looked good. Toned, strong, fit. Hana approved, and once again felt her competitive side starting to flare up.

"You've got a nice place," she continued on, finally breaking her gaze from Carmen and looking around the gym again. "It reminds me of home. I like it." She glanced back to the boxer, and smiled. "I may be spending a lot of time around here, I think."

That was enough to bring a real smile to Carmen's face. Having Hana be a regular fixture in the gym would be nice for all sorts of reasons. "I'd like that." It was a simple sentence, but she said it in a way that was happy enough for the word 'love' to fit in it well. "It's yours, anytime. And I know the girls I train want to meet you. They're already talking about you some - mostly to tease Army, but still."

Carmen stepped back enough to give Hana a good layout of the place. "Men's locker room on the left, women's on the right - not that we get too many guys, here, but that's the way the place was built when we renovated, so I kept it. Water fountains start out a little hot, but hold them for a few seconds and they get icy cold, very nice. Everything else is what you see, here.

She stuffed her hands back in her pocket and bounced from side to side on her heel. "My time's all yours, today. How do you want to start?"

Hana gave the gym another glancing over as Carmen stepped back and explained things, but after taking a moment to think about Carmen's words, her head turned back towards the boxing, the giant woman looking curiously at her. "You're already talking me up to the other girls around here?" She looked away, grinning just a little bit. "I hope you haven't been overselling me too much to them!"

She then looked towards Carmen, her expression thoughtful as she answered her question. "I usually do some warm-up stretches and then get right to the weights, but that's something I can do solo." She tilted her head to one side, then back to the other, letting her neck stretch out as she spoke. "I don't want to waste your time, if you're all mine today. How do you usually start things out?"

Carmen chuckled and waved it off, returning Hana's curious look with a roll of her eyes. "I don't think it's possible to really oversell you, but it's not like I had to. A lot of the girls watch Tension matches, and they caught yours and Army's. A match like that with a finish like you pulled off really attracts attention."

She did a few light stretches with her arms while they talked, pulling her arms over her chest and gettign the full motion out of them. "Well, I try to mix it up between the weights and the bags, but my wrestling style centers around strikes. Grapples, submissions, throws, I do all of that, but I always fall back on my punches, sooner or later." She started to bounce on her heels, feeling her rhythm the more she talked about it. "My style's not your style, though. Do you do much work with the bags in your routine?"

As Carmen began to answer her, Hana reached down, grabbing the bottom of her t-shirt, and began to pull it upwards, starting to peel it off of her body. She carefully pulled it off, and tossed it towards her duffel bag, revealing her powerful, muscular upper body beneath, covered by a simple brown sports bra. She then lifted her arms upwards, doing a few easy, light stretches of her own as she listened to the boxer.

"A little bit," she answered her, lowering her arms back downwards after a moment, clasping her hands together and stretching them forwards. "Not much, honestly. I try to work on...well, everything, but..." She dropped her arms and gestured to herself, sweeping over her body with one hand. "I usually end up falling back to my strength training. Got to stick with what you're best at, right?"

Even though Carmen had seen Hana's body in full before - a few times in a replay since then - seeing her reveal it was still a sight to behold. She didn't stare, but she committed it to memory as she went back to stretching with her rotating shoulders.

"Oh, I agree. Totally." She smirked and looked over her shoulder, scanning the equipment, until her eyes rested on a blank space they had off to the side. Good for workouts that needed some space. With Hana, space was good. "How about we team up and work with the medicine ball a bit? Good upper body, cardio. Plus, we're close enough in height for it not to be too awkward. Can't say that about most of the people I workout with."

Hana raised her arms back up, stretching out one of them behind her head, and gave Carmen a nod. "The medicine ball sounds good. It's been a while since I've played around with one of those."

She gestured towards the blank space and started to make her way towards it, switching her arms so that they was stretching the other one behind her head now. "Lead the way, and let's get started. I've been looking forward to this all week."

Carmen skipped ahead of Hana and made her way over to the rack while she got settled. "Same here. You'll be the first woman taller than me I've ever beaten." Her tone was playful, but there was a clear competitive edge. She was joking, but not totally. "Spar or not, that's a big benchmark."

She chose a medicine ball that was a bit heavier than the one she typically worked with, figuring it would be best to push herself here and give Hana a good workout, too. "Justo." Carmen tossed the ball up, caught it, and gave it a hard slap. Nice and solid, little bounce, 35 kg.

"Circle drills, good way to start. Back to back, I swing around, pass it to you, you swing around pass it to me." She spun around and walked over to Hana, taking up position behind her.