It had been a long few days and Daggum needed a break. Something that could be done with little mental investment and that could maybe help him sleep that night. The gym was clear at the moment, most of the crew having gone on leave or made their way to the station and it’s amenities. So, pulling a pair of black sweat pants over dark blue shorts and sporting a dark grey tank-top under a matching black hoodie, Daggum made his way to the ship’s gym.

It was dark when he walked in and the lights came on as he crossed the threshold. No one there, and he smiled. Dropping his bag next to the large blue mat on the floor near the weights, he started to stretch and warm up.

Hammor, Ops