You find Tippy laying waste to a gym bag, gunshot-like noises ringing out every time her fists make contact. Her gym outfit was a tad small because of her Aesthian genes as evident by
her exposed midriff. The rest of the outfit looked worn, similar to the way paper would look after being beaten so long. She cracks her worn knuckles and lets out an exhausted breath
while wiping the sweat from her brow. To some eyes she's the most graceful unarmed fighter with the way she lands her hits. One particular young nobody couldn't avert his eyes from
her sitting in his corner of the gym. Inevitably the air of grace was immediately broken after Tippy grabbed the punching bag on either of its sides and headbutted it. She grunts pleased
with her proven tactic and notices jaakko entering the gym. She turns and walks over to greet him, but not before giving the finger to the young man in the corner with the biggest mechanical grin she's ever given.
"Ay, Jaakko. You look good with a crutch." Tippy says cheerily.