Go to Newton!

Newton's here! That's not really a surprise, but it's nice. It means you can chat with him! And chatting's so quick that it won't even dig into your free time. It's a win-win!

To nobody's surprise, he hasn't got a shirt on when you find him. D-does he even own any shirts?

{if Time == 3}You find Newton jogging on a treadmill. Since it's just the first day of classes, and most people did their exploring yesterday and are now all focused on making friends and resting, the Gym's empty except for you two.

"Hey Newton!" You happily greet him. He reaches up to take out one earphone, which he lets dangle, as he faces you and talks in between his panting.

"Oh, hah hey Debbie hah." He reaches forward to press some buttons on the treadmill and turn it off. W-wait, no, it just got faster.... "What's going on?"

You lean over to take a peek at the panel in front of him. It looks like he's been on here for three hours. A-and right now he's running at fifty kilometres per hour!!

{elseif Time == 4}This time, Newton's doing pull-ups on a bar when you find him. Proper ones too, it looks like! He's not jumping to go up or letting gravity do any of the work on the way down. He's going at a pretty good speed, too. He still doesn't have a shirt on, but that was fully expected by now.

"Hey Newton!" You smile as you approach him.

"Oh, heya Debbie!" He holds himself in the down position of the pull-up and replies in speech completely unbroken by breath or pants. "What's-" He pulls himself up, then down level with your head again. "-up?"

{elseif Time == 5}Newton's going back and forth between helping {if Time5Gym == True}Delilah{else}someone{endif} out with their workout routines, and doing a bunch of pushups as they're completing their reps. You catch him as he's in the middle of the pushups, and he looks up at you as he approaches. You wave, taking a cross-legged position at his side as he continues his exercise.

"Heya, Debbie!" He grins, not slowing at all. How many's he on now? "What's going on, friend?"

{elseif Time == 6}Newton's in the middle of doing ab crunches when you find him. He's also hanging upside down with his knees bent around a pole as he does them. Plus, he's shirtless, but that sorta goes without saying.

"Hi Newton!" You smile and lightly jog up to him right after spotting him.

"Hi, Debbie!" He replies as he continues the upside-down ab crunches, without his breathing being hindered even a little bit. {if Strength >10}"It does my heart good to see you're still coming back to the Gym, friend!"

You pull up your sleeve and flex your arm for him, and he pauses mid-ab crunch to get a good look at it. How's he holding himself in the air at that angle? A wide grin comes to his face, and he goes back to doing the ab crunches.

"Debbie, I'm so impressed with you." He grins, and you feel all warm because of it. {endif}"So, what's up?"

{elseif Time == 7}Newton's lifting huge jugs of water in each hand when you spot him. Like, really huge! Maybe 50 or 60 litres. He's lifting them up and down like dumbbells, but occasionally tilting them back to drink out of them as well.

"Hi Newton!" You smile and approach him, as he gulps down a few glugs from one of the jugs. Hehe.

He finishes his drink, then wipes away at his mouth with the back of his hand and goes back to lifting the jugs. "Hey Debbie!" He says, pleased. "What's going on?"

{elseif Time == 8}Newton's in here of course, shirtless and impressive, doing some more workouts at the moment. Today, he's doing pull-ups, but instead of using his arms he's just got his chin on the bar and is lifting himself up and down with his neck muscles. Oh, wait, is that what a chin-up is? That's probably what a chin-up is.

"Hi Newton!" You smile and walk up to him with a wave. He tries to respond, but his jaw is occupied for the moment, so he completes the chin-up and then drops down from the bar and grabs it with his hands instead. No days off.

"Hey Debbie!" He shouts back excitedly between regular pull-ups. "Glad to see you here again! What's going on?"

{elseif Time == 9}Just because he's gonna head home in a little bit doesn't mean Newton isn't working hard in here! Right now, he's jiving out with dance moves similar to when the two of you were in front of the mirror together. But he's holding a 12kg dumbbell in each hand as he does the dance moves. G-geez! And now he's doing star jumps with them????

"Newton!" You call out as you get close to him. Hearing your voice, he turns to you with a bright smile.

"Oh, it's so great to see you're in the Gym even right before the weekend, Debbie!" He praises you, friendly-ly. "What's going on, big woman?"

Hee hee.... he called you big.

{elseif Time == 10}Newton's busy in his own little space in the Gym right now, taking advantage of how empty the Gym is from lazy post-weekend students to the fullest! You think. From here, it just sort of looks like he's jumping up and down, with a long squat in between. Also, he's shirtless, in case that needed to be mentioned.

"Hey Newton!" You say with a smile, coming closer. "What's up?"

He turns to you and gives you a little nod. You already had a big chat with him earlier today, so he's mainly just happy to see you in the Gym again.

"I'm just testing out these new shoes!" He kicks out a leg and points to his feet, letting you get a good look.

The shoes he's wearing are made of smooth and shiny black material that looks pretty hard, basically in the shape of a trapezium that's stretched to be long enough to cover the whole foot. They also carry on to about a third of the way up his shin. They look cool!

"They're supposed to weigh fifteen kilos each, but they only feel like thirteen at best." He explains, getting back to his jumping and squatting and with a sad look taking over his face. "I think I've been tricked out of my money, friend."

You let him do a few more jumps to come to terms with it.

"Anyway!" He says brightly. "What can I help you out with?"

You knew he'd come around!

{elseif Time == 11}Newton is walking upside-down on his hands across the Gym right now, shirtless as ever and with his legs bent back for balance. He's doing a surprisingly good job -- his arms aren't even shaking a little bit, it looks just like when people walk with your legs. You aren't sure if saying hi would disrupt his concentration, so you wait patiently.

"Hi Newton!" You call out after four long seconds of waiting patiently. He takes a few steps with his hands to turn towards you, then squints his eyes at you from his upside-down position. He unsquints and grins.

"Hi Debbie- woah." He calls back, nearly falling over as he instinctively takes one hand off of the ground to wave. Luckily, he can easily keep himself up with just the other arm after shifting posture. "Close one."

He sets the other hand back down onto the ground, and begins walking towards you like that. It's a lot scarier than you think it should be, but you put on a brave face so that you don't hurt his feelings or make him feel guilty.

"What's up?"

{elseif Time == 12}Newton's currently shadowboxing in front of those big mirrors in the Gym, and his footwork is really impressive. About every three punches, he keeps pretending that the shadow's hitting him back, though.... and he does a really convincing job.

"Hi Newton!" You call out, slowly and cautiously approaching him as he throws a nice combination.

He turns to you, and smiles. "Hi, Debbie- ungh!"

He pretends to get hit really hard across the face, then turns to the shadow and throws a big final punch that wins him the fight. At least, he doesn't pretend to get hit again, and points over a new imaginary opponent before getting back into his fighting stance.

"What's up?"

{elseif Time == 13}"Hey, Newton!" You shout, moving up to him as he lays back on the bench press. The barbell weights looks pretty normal sized, which is a big shock, until you notice the warning printed onto the weights at either end.

WARNING: DO NOT DROP OR OTHERWISE DAMAGE STEEL SHELL. OSMIUM INSIDE IS HIGHLY TOXIC IF IT COMES IN CONTACT WITH SKIN. THIS PRODUCT BROUGHT TO YOU BY EZY-TRAVEL WORKOUT DIVISION. I HOPE YOU HAVE A PRODUCTIVE AND SUCCESSFUL DAY, BUT THAT IS SOMETHING YOU MUST ACTIVELY CHOOSE AND WORK FOR. DON'T END UP LIKE ME. I DESIGN ENGRAVINGS FOR NICHE WORKOUT PRODUCTS.

Strange. You're not sure what osmium is, but the weights either end of the barbell are about the size of four 2L milk jugs.

"Heya, Debbie!" Newton smiles up at you, pumping iron at his usual impressive rate. Or, pumping osmium. With a steel shell. "What's up?"

{elseif Time == 14}"Hey, Newton?" You call out, cautiously approaching him across the Gym. You're being cautious about it because this is a very weird spot you find yourself in -- Newton is wearing something on his top half.

He's not got a shirt on or anything like that, thankfully, but he does have a jacket on. He's looking at himself in the wall mirror, zipping it up to the top and then back down to the bottom again repeatedly. It doesn't look like he heard you.

"Newton?" You ask, putting a hand on his shoulder when you get close enough to. He jumps, and whirls around to look at you.

"O-oh, hey Debbie!" He says, quickly and nervously. "H-heh, guess time got away from me, I didn't even hear the bell ring."

"What are you doing?" You ask, crossing your arms.

Newton looks down at the jacket he's got on, still holding the zip up at the top with his hand. There's an elongated zzziiiipppppp as he slowly and wordlessly slides it down to the bottom again, then quietly takes it off. With the jacket bundled up in his hand, he bends down, setting it onto the ground and then standing back up again, dusting off his legs with his hands.

He blinks at you. "Uh, what do you mean?"

You glare. Newton gulps.

"I- listen, Debbie, I didn't want you to see that, but....." Newton tightens his lips and looks around the Gym quickly, then sighs and leans in close. When he continues, he does it in a whisper. "I think it fits me." He says. "This, like, never happens. {if ArenaAccess == True}Nora{else}one of my classmates{endif} gave it to me as a gift this morning, and it actually fits me."

You lean back, a shocked look on your face. Newton nods rapidly, to show that he's telling the truth. This is.... woah.

Newton shudders, and pushes the jacket a bit along the floor with his foot. Rolling his neck, side to side, he drops down to the Gym floor and starts pumping out rapid push-ups in perfect, deep form.

"A-anyway, Debbie, what's up?" He asks, still gliding through the push-ups like there's no opposing strain even happening. At least he still seems like the same old Newton, despite that brief shock.

{elseif Time == 15}"That's so cool!" You shout. Newton's showing you how he can juggle dumbbells right now. It's super impressive! Juggling is really hard, you're pretty sure, but these things are super heavy and they're not an easy shape to catch!

"Yeah!" Newton beams back at you, clearly pleased at your positive reception. "It helps train hand-eye co-ordination, and dexterity. I could teach you some time, if you wanted! With.... you know..... probably using regular juggling balls."

"Definitely!" You reply enthusiastically, totally enthralled by the flying weights. You could watch this all day!

Turning to look at you, and barely even paying attention to the flying circle of dumbbells now, Newton starts talking without fear of messing up his impressive routine.

"So, what's up with you today?" He asks with a smile.

{elseif Time == 16}"....."

tip-toe tip-toe

"........"

tip tip tap

".......BOO!"

"Yargh!" Newton yelps, throwing the barbell he's deadlifting straight up into the air.

You fall backwards onto the ground, clutching your belly and giggling. Newton turns around, red faced.

"Debbie, you scared me!" He says accusingly, catching the barbell out of the air as it falls back past him and looking down at you with a pout. No way he can guilt you into stopping your cackling, though, that was totally hilarious!

Eventually you compose yourself, and get back up to your feet again, though it's a process. Newton huffs and goes back to deadlifting the barbell, which seems like it's been set up with as many of the heaviest weights in the Gym as can fit on it. He shuts his eyes and sets his jaw in protest of your actions, squatting up and down in front of you with the barbell.

"Newton!" You say, smiling and trying to get his attention. "Newton, come on! Look at me."

He turns his head to the side and huffs again.

"N-Newton?" You ask, suddenly concerned. You reach out with a hand towards the big shirtless man. "H-hey, come on, I'm sorry, it was only a joke...."

"BOO!" He suddenly shouts, moving his head back towards you and leaning in close all at once. Yip! You lean back and your eyes go all big, arms coming up defensively, before you can realise his trick. You stomp your foot in anger as the big man starts laughing.

"Newton!" You shout, annoyed. "That's not fair! I was really worried I'd upset you, just now!"

Newton apologises, and calms down from his quiet laughter. You can't believe he just got you like that. You're so mad at yourself.

"Anyway, Debbie, what's up?" He says with his usual kind smile, melting away all of your self-directed criticism.

{elseif Time == 17}"Newton!" You call out, rushing up to him.

"Hey, Debbie!" He responds, turning to you and stopping what looks like a pantomime of swimming while standing up. You don't understand the fitness benefits of this one, compared to when he's using big weights.{if Day9SearchNewton == True} "Did you end up finding your class? What was it?"

"It was Stealth class, out in the forest." You explain. "I only got there after it was done, though."

"Ah, I see. Well, I'm sorry to hear that, friend."{endif}

"Newton, I have a BIG question I wanna ask you!" You say eagerly, bouncing on your feet. You thought about it while you were searching for your class earlier, and you've been holding it in ever since.

"Oh, that's so exciting. Go ahead!" Newton smiles, clearly getting invested in the question as well.

You open your mouth, then freeze. You forgot your question, actually. Uhhh.... oh, come on, really? It was a good one, too.... q-quick, come up with something else, to save face!

{elseif Time == 18}

{elseif Time == 19}"W-woah! Woah!" You call out.

You only came up to talk to him, but you mentioned how cool it must be to be a bird after seeing one sneak in through the Gym door behind you, and suddenly Newton's picked you up and is throwing you up and down in the air!

"Newton!" You say, giggling. "It's not safe!"

"Aren't you having fun?" Newton calls back, catching you in his big hands again. You pause to think, then look up at him and give him a wordless nod, permitting him to throw you up high again. "So, Debbie, is it too cheesy to ask you what's up right now?"

"Definitely!" You respond, still being tossed up into the air then caught again over and over as the two of you have this conversation. Eventually, Newton sets you gently down on the floor after catching you instead of throwing you back up, and the fun and giggling comes to a stop.

"Again, again!" You shout, rushing up against him and tapping his big chest with your hand. Newton shakes his head. "Awww....."

"We'll be here all day, little dude!" He says, reaching down and picking up his massively-stacked barbell again for some deadlifts. "Besides, I still need to ask you -- what's up?"

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