[ Likewise, adapting to the spartan regimen imposed on the ship is similar enough to military rationing; something the doctor is plenty familiar with. Three minute showers have become an artform and she could stand to lose some of the weight she's put on around the hips and thighs with all the paperwork she'd been doing recently, so the rations don't bother her.
She's never known the ship to function any differently as a new arrival.
When company walks in and the man inclines his head to her, she'll offer him a smile and a slightly more gracious nod in reply as he gets down to business.
...And damn, can that man get to business. It doesn't even look like he's paying attention to her anymore so she makes no effort to hide the way she watches him as she pedals, brows raised both curious and impressed. Angie isn't exactly "peak physical condition", but she is largely fit and lean with muscle where her curves didn't take over, most notably at the hips and thighs. Even there she's taut, not nearly as obvious in her military involvement as the man laid out on the mats working crunches at a speed most could never hope to reach, but still active enough to show. She's in a sport bra and yoga capris on the opposite spectrum but she realizes after a bit that there's more drawing her eye than just his physical prowess.
Doesn't he look an awful lot like that man she'd spoken with outside of medbay? Ahab? He may not be as grizzled and he doesn't have an eyepatch, but the similarity is striking. Angie will just... casually start talking to him and see what happens. She's not so rude as to blurt out something impolite!! ]
You're putting me to shame over here! Let me know if you need a partner for anything; I don't mind spotting or helping out with stretches.
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She's never known the ship to function any differently as a new arrival.
When company walks in and the man inclines his head to her, she'll offer him a smile and a slightly more gracious nod in reply as he gets down to business.
...And damn, can that man get to business. It doesn't even look like he's paying attention to her anymore so she makes no effort to hide the way she watches him as she pedals, brows raised both curious and impressed. Angie isn't exactly "peak physical condition", but she is largely fit and lean with muscle where her curves didn't take over, most notably at the hips and thighs. Even there she's taut, not nearly as obvious in her military involvement as the man laid out on the mats working crunches at a speed most could never hope to reach, but still active enough to show. She's in a sport bra and yoga capris on the opposite spectrum but she realizes after a bit that there's more drawing her eye than just his physical prowess.
Doesn't he look an awful lot like that man she'd spoken with outside of medbay? Ahab? He may not be as grizzled and he doesn't have an eyepatch, but the similarity is striking. Angie will just... casually start talking to him and see what happens. She's not so rude as to blurt out something impolite!! ]
You're putting me to shame over here! Let me know if you need a partner for anything; I don't mind spotting or helping out with stretches.