Voice | Jobhunting and potential existential crises

[fitnessenthusiast]

[It took her a long time to figure out any of the supplies she'd be given. She hadn't bothered to grab food or drink, but she couldn't resist looking over the other items. It was, well, interesting. Seeing her face on that tiny card. She wasn't particularly fond of the clothes, but rules were rules and she had to obey the rules the Masked Men gave. They seemed to be in charge of this world.

Eventually, she's forced to experiment with the communicator after several days of wandering. This leads to incomprehensible text messages that look like someone pounded on the letters, followed soon after by voice messages with only the sound of background noises and breathing.

Only after seeing several other messages does she grasp the basics.]

Hello there! Where would I require a "Personal Trainer Certificate"? I was told I needed one to train.

Comments

[woomy]

I don't know. I guess one is needing a personal trainer certificate before training.

[ Maybe she should look up what laws Vista City has. ]

[fitnessenthusiast]

Then I'll do my best to get that certificate.

[woomy]

You can do it!

[fitnessenthusiast]

[Oh boy! Encouragement! Its her job to return the favor.]

You're doing great work! Keep it up!

[woomy]

You too!

[ Encouragement and motivation is something she can do. ]