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Nike
Nike got out of the car. "If anyone's gonna stand out here, it's gonna be you. You're only lucky that Milton is willing to put up with you acting like a weirdo or you'd probably be found already."
She made a point to check that her tail had been tucked away in her shorts. After the angel got snippy with her, she'd hate to get spotted for something as stupid as that. She straightened her clothes after, doing her best to own the odd style. Retro wasn't unheard of as a fashion statement, so no one would be bothered by her. At worst someone would call her a hipster. She frowned a bit at that thought. Better than being called a thug, she supposed.
She kept in step with the angel, enjoying the semi-lively surroundings. It was nothing compared to the big city, but any place was better than the nothing by the cabin. "I made up a list in my head so we can actually get some worthwhile food at the house. I'm going to assume you can't cook since you don't understand how basic refrigeration works, so we'll stick to simple stuff I know how to make. It won't be as impressive as Milton, but I'm not living on cotton candy for however long I'm stuck with you." She grabbed a cart as they walked inside. "First up is fruit and veggies. Remember, this stuff doesn't keep for long, so we're only grabbing what we can eat within a week or less. More than that and we risk stuff going moldy. The only exceptions are root vegetables. Those will keep long enough, so a bag of potatoes will be good for long term food. Maybe sweet potatoes. I think I remember how to make fries out of those."
She grabbed a five pound bag to start things off and put it in the cart. Her attention turned to the angel. "Have you ever tried any of this stuff or should I just pick out whatever I like to eat?"
Zien
Zien nodded approvingly. Diana was taking this seriously and that was a good sign in itself. She didn't have to break any records today, only show him she was willing to push herself to reach where she needed to be. That required inner strength and motivation. No amount of pressure from him going to turn her in an agent.
"Good, let's go."
It was a short drive to the athletic center and he ensured they had a private room to begin. There was no need to embarrass her in front of a crowd. That would be terrible for her morale when she needed to be focusing on her own limits and goals to set.
"Start with warm ups. Do whatever stretches you would normally do, and if you're unsure, you can follow after me." He began with his neck, rolling it in circles to loosen the muscles there. It had been a while since he had done a proper workout, so today would do him some good. He could use it after watching them wheel his old mentor to the morgue in a body bag. It had awoken old memories he didn't care to revisit. He'd buried those memories with training back then. He could do it again.
"Have you had any martial arts training?" He transitioned into shoulders circles.