This choice: She starts lifting weights • Go Back...Chapter #5She starts lifting weights by: Tassadar   The weights clanked with movement as the Y of Team RWBY lifted the bar up and down. The blonde bombshell huffed as a thin trail of sweat rolled down her forehead, her muscles coiled with the exertion, tensing as she the bar was lifted until reaching her neck, only to be lowered down once again.
As the physically strongest member of Team RWBY, Yang was no stranger to working out, but lately she felt her progress was not what she hoped for, as in several fights she had found herself in a pitch and required of her Semblance to take rescue her. Yang remembered her father's, and the teacher's, multiple instructions on not rellying on their Semblance.
So, with that in mind, Yang prepared her a new workout rutine.
Aura made muscle mass meaningless with its ability to strengthen the body's endurance and power, but its capacity to do so was proportional to the user's own physical fitness. IE; Someone with stronger muscles could increase their strength through Aura with greater efficency than someone with a less fit body.
To sum it up; If she made her muscles bigger then she would kick and even greater ammount of ass.
Yang couldn't help but grin mid rep, imagening biceps worthy of her fighting style, and maybe her overall body being much more muscular too. Why not? She already had a pretty nice abdominal definition, might as well go for the whole set. After all, she didn't think muscles on a lady weren't unattractive, in fact, watching those motivational posters with those fitness girls sporting those big muscles was kinda sexy. There was an allure to having that strength
Good thing Beacon had top of the line training equipment; Weights enhanced with gravity dust that could increase their weight on a vocal command, endurance machines which could adapt to the user's progress, that sort of thing
Finishing the rep, Yang set the bar back on its rack and let out a long breath. Her yellow workout t-shirt, with the words 'I Burn' written with big black letters, clung tightly to her sweating form, her black workout shorts hugged her nicely defined glutes, showing off her long shapely legs. She walked foward to one of the big mirrors on the wall, her long yellow hair helf up in a high ponytail swaying behind her as she walked, and took a good look at herself.
Placing her left hand on her hip and lifting her right arm, Yang flexed her bicep and watched as a small mound rose beneath the sleeve, the definition noticeable and the size showing a good gain.
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