At first she had been surprised to see the arena on the list of practice locations she had been given, but upon inspecting the others, had decided that it would likely be the safest and nicest. It appeared Republic City had not been as safe as she had been expecting--silly girl, but really, who would have expected to get stalked home or harassed because you weren't a citizen??? Thus, she found her practice twice as important, and had decided that, at least three times a week, she would train.
Hard.
When she finally finds her way to the gym this particular day in her simple workout gear, she's surprised to see Bolin training alone, and even more surprised to see him miss more than once. From what she's heard, he's supposed to be one of the best, and, concerned but not wanting to be rude, decides she should at least say hello.
"Bolin? That you?" she asks, though it's obvious, heading over after she sets her bag next to where Maomi has curled against a wall. She'll walk slow, not wanting to entirely interrupt his training.
C. because she needs to practice NOT on the street
Hard.
When she finally finds her way to the gym this particular day in her simple workout gear, she's surprised to see Bolin training alone, and even more surprised to see him miss more than once. From what she's heard, he's supposed to be one of the best, and, concerned but not wanting to be rude, decides she should at least say hello.
"Bolin? That you?" she asks, though it's obvious, heading over after she sets her bag next to where Maomi has curled against a wall. She'll walk slow, not wanting to entirely interrupt his training.