Post by Saiph on Aug 24, 2009 3:15:25 GMT -5
Zasha walked into the gym and dropped her drink bottle onto the floor with a thud. Her hair was tied messily in a low ponytail, and she was wearing one of her characteristic black singlets with brown trackpants. She got onto an exercycle and began pedalling. Now visible as a black and brown spaniel, Jack lay down next to the machine, panting inaudibly.