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[Sanji's got his legs on his side, at least, since they're where most of his strength comes from, but the sudden increase in gravity still takes him by surprise. His eyes go wide as his knees buckle, and he instinctively throws his arms out to steady himself, though since he's standing in the middle of the room it's not like there's anything nearby for him to grab onto.]

Shit—!

[But after he's sure he's not going to fall flat on his face, he's able to straighten up and experimentally swings his arms back and forth a bit.]

...Whoa.

[It's a little weird. Everything just feels heavier. And this is only...the hell did Zoro say, five times normal gravity? Geez...

He eventually remembers to look around for the other man, who's of course just standing there like this ain't nothing.

Tch. Annoying.]

This the level you've been training at?

[Takes some practice steps toward him, trying not to look like an idiot. It's not too difficult or anything, just really different.]

Yep.

[notice, he's still just standing there, the only real movement he makes is folding his arms]

This is what he threw me into, right off the bat. I figure once I get used to it, I'll push it up another five.

[Huffs.

Sanji can totally just stand there, too. He can exactly mirror Zoro's position, in fact, crossing his arms over his chest and letting a dumb expression settle on his face.

...Actually it's just sort of a grumpy expression, but it's the best Zoro impression he's got right now.]

You're not used to it yet? I'm used to it.

Ohh, are you?

[he smirks, and then smoothly draws a sword. No letting it show on his face how heavy it weighs]

Show me, then. C'mon. Kick my ass.

[Blinks, eyeing the sword and looking for any signs of strain in Zoro's arm as he holds it up, but there's nothing. Hmph. Still, the corner of Sanji's mouth automatically tugs upward in response, and he lets his stance widen a bit.]

Gladly, shitty swordsman.

[He shift his weight to one foot -- and wow, that's actually a lot of weight, fuck. Doesn't stop him from gritting his teeth and lifting his other leg, but holy shit are his movements slow. Even when he tries to snap his foot around, he's completely lacking his usual speed and power, not to mention a good amount of his attention is focused on trying to keep his balance like this.

So you get one fairly sloppy kick that probably doesn't even really reach Zoro because he has to quickly let his leg slam back down before he topples over sideways.

Damn.]

...So maybe I should warm up first.

[yeaaaahhh he expected as much. Zoro grins widely, if only because he likes being right. And the cook looks funny flailing around like that.]

Uh huh, don't hurt yourself, there.

[it's not like he's that much more capable of moving smoothly, but he's at least trained enough to know how his limbs and swords move in these conditions. He's not going to say as much to Sanji, though, he just can't let the cook know his shortcomings. Definitely not telling him that he pretty much just got repeatedly smashed into the wall on Day 1, himself.]

Least you can see why I'm training here, now. In here, my swords weigh more than all the weights in the gym put together. This is real training.

[Rolls his eyes and grumbles under his breath a bit. Real training, whoop-dee-fucking-doo, good for you. Hmph. ...It's never fun when Zoro's got one up on him. orz

BUT! Sanji's nothing if not determined, so he shakes the annoyance off and nods to acknowledge what Zoro said, lifting his arms up and down again to get a better sense for how they move. It does make sense to workout in here instead of the gym if the gym doesn't have what Zoro needs. And this gravity level is probably nothing for Vegeta.]

What level does Vegeta set it at when he trains?

[Gives a few hops and jumps, switching from two feet to one, then the other, then back to two. Shit, even doing just a simple kata in here would be great exercise.]

[he warms up in his own way, swinging Shuusui around to get his arms ready for whatever workout they can manage.]

Two hundred.

Apparently he goes up to four hundred when he's maxed out.

[....yep]

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