Owner	Pose
Valeria Richards	While Valeria might be one of if not the smartest people on the globe. Sometimes she still lacks practical knowledge. Especially in applications of abilities granted by technology. In this case, the strength enhancements of her 'Val Suit' made mostly to protect herself in dangerous combat situations. It can have some practical uses itself. Like no longer needing to bug Uncle Ben or anyone else for help carrying things. That said, how he lifts things is not exactly the same way a woman with enhanced strength might and the best person she knows for that just happens to be on her contact list. This would be 'Aunt' Jen Walters, also known as She-Hulk. The Aunt appellation from when they were kids and every adult friend of the family was an Aunt or Uncle. It kinda stuck even as Val became a grown woman. But the invite was sent along with a why she needed to learn. And that Val can be found in the gym when and if Jen is able to get free enough. Which is how a blonde can be found in the super heavyweight gym. Though in street clothes instead of her uniform. Knee length jean shorts clinging to her and a replica football jersey style top in Fantastic Blue colorings. Numbered 4 front back and shoulders with RICHARDS on the back. For someone that could work as a model, she really tends towards dorky merch. A pair of gold rings on her middle fingers, a wrist computer, and some comfy white sneakers all the accessories she wears.
Jennifer Walters	Jennifer Walters is not one of if not the smartest person on the globe. She is one hell of a good lawyer though, and really, that might be a far more mightier - and insidious - power. She is -also- always willing to help family in need. And after all these years, after everything they've been through -- the Fantastic Four might as well be extended family for Jen. -Even- their various spunky children. So when she gets a text from Valeria requesting help, how could she reply with anything but this? <JEN>: Of course. I'll be right there ... <JEN>: Wait. Is this a superhero thing or a law thing <JEN>: I can never tell with you guys                             ~ HULK SMASHCUT! ~                             "Okay sooooo... superhero thing." This is the first observation of Jen Walters, Jolly Green Giaunt (get it?) as she steps into the gym. A purple and white gym bag slung over her shoulder, she's dressed down in a long-sleeved, sunny yellow summer dress and strappy sandals at the moment, which might seem odd considering that it's March, but hey, shut up, it looked really cute and the yellow complements her complexion perfectly. Stop judging. (thanks, metatext!) Regardless, observing the circumstances of the Valeria and the Fantastigym (her words) from behind the purple-tinted lenses of her big aviator shades, Jen shrugs easily enough. She came prepared for both, after all -- and so without much prompting, she sets her gym bag aside and starts to untie her strappy sandals, talking as she does. "So, what's the deal, kiddo? Am I helping break in some crazy new invention that might get me killed?" she wonders casually. A second passes. "Or, I dunno, sent to the Bizarro Zone? Is that a thing?" She needs to know these things, for her own sanity.
Valeria Richards	When Jen arrives, Valeria beams a huge smile, as much for Jen herself, as the very cute dress. Val had been meaning to shop for colors that weren't blue. "Oh my god you look amazing!" she has to compliment as she greets properly with a hug cheek kisses. "Don't worry it's not going to be dangerous. Technically it's more educative!" she reassures. The dress will survive much to the delight of anyone fashion conscious. She does eventually sweep a hand towards some of the equipment. Most of it is designed to test and train Ben Grimm, but many a hero drops in to get a work out themselves. "So. I've finally gotten most of the bugs in my uniform ironed out. But just because I can finally use it to actually lift or hit something and not destroy my muscles. Doesn't mean I know how to lift things without busting them up. Uncle Ben does it all the time, but I don't think how he does it really applies to my body type. And lifting the way an unpowered girl might, clearly isn't proper technique." Sure Val keeps fit, but she's still a relatively slim girl even with the gradual development of curves that come with leaving one's teen age years. "So that brings you in Coach Aunt Jen. I kinda need a spot!" she asks with a hopefull but goofy smile on her lips.
Jennifer Walters	Oh yes, Jen knows the Fantastigym. It's her favorite place to work out, in She-Hulk form! When she does! Listen, things are just -so crazy- at the office right now. (a lone tumbleweed drifts past Jen's law office at this precise moment (how did a tumbleweed show up in new york city?!)) She-Hulk, attorney at law, has just finished removing her sandals with perfect timing to meet Val's arrival with a double-shoulder squeeze of a hug because she's -just- that good at strappy sandal removal. Leaning down to meet shorter young woman halfway, she supplies two breezy cheek kisses - complete with an obligatory "mwah! mwah!" - before straightening back up and lowering those shades just enough to wink. "I know, right?" enthuses the ever-confident Gamma Gal. "I just found it lingering in the corner of my closet, alone and neglected! I don't even know how I got it!"     LIKE BARELY ONE DAY EARLIER "Like HELL I can't pull off a summer dress in March! I'll show you, Carol!"     NOW "Yep, no idea!" With that, Jen turns her attention to the gym proper. As Valeria explains the situation, her big green companion unshoulders her gym bag, letting it hit the ground with a strong -=THUNK=-. Jen lowers her hands, hooking into her dress to begin casually peeling it up and over her head, loosing arms from billowy sleeves to reveal that classic, unstable molecule-laden purple and white unitard beneath. See? Jen comes prepared for any and every situation! Crouching down, Jen carefully folds the entire affair, layering it over her gym bag before she turns her green gaze on her sort-of niece. "Esquire," she teasingly appends to the long list of titles Valeria bestows upon her; she rises to her feet, dusts off her knees, and then brings her hands up to comb fingers through luxurious green hair. "No need for the hard sell, Val. You had me at 'technically.' And 'not going to die.'" She flashes Val a grin, before jerking a thumb towards the gym equipment. "C'mon. Let's see what you've got, girl!"
Valeria Richards	If either woman has any knowledge and applicable skill at style. Which they do, even nerdy tomboy merch wearing Valeria still looks good in her outfit. It'll because somewhere out there is a Janet Van Dyne that would frown like mad at them if they picked something that wouldn't look cute. "Okay, well probably won't die. Unless laughter can be lethally dosed even to gamma mutates." she warns and chuckles. Half the problem with lifting things at super strength is not the weight. It's overcoming the awkwardness. But just to sell the help just a little more she pulls a whistle from a pocket in her shorts and holds it up for Jen. Stainless steel, sure Jen could likely chew it up like gum, but it's nice and shiny and clean. "Coach Aunt Jen Esquire!" she ammends and corrects as prompted. It then Leaves Val to suit up herself. Though she doesn't switch out her existing clothes, It's just bringing the rings on her fingers together. "Val Rings, such cool bling!" she activates with a twist of the jewelry and the voice command. Spreading from her fists out, her uniform appears, looking like the classic FF, just with more motorcycle styled padding so it looks more protective than normal. Her family really don't like it when she tries to get into danger and hero up. The suit was not that much of a reassurance of her safety. But it's that or deal with a super genius with FOMO.
Jennifer Walters	"Gamma-irradiated laughter is non-lethal. ... At least I'm prrrrretty sure that's what the 'So You're a Hulk Now!' pamphlet said?" She-Hulk scratches her chin thoughtfully. She's kidding, of course. There's no pamphlet like that. Of course. ... Of course?? "Anyway, hey. As there's no trips to the Bizarro Zone in my near future, I've got your back," continues Jen, who is now about ninety percent positive the Bizarro Zone is a thing since she has yet to be corrected. Jen blinks as she's handed that whistle. She takes it all the same, of course, tucking in her hair to loop it around her neck before fanning all those green locks out again in one luxurious sweep. "Wow, look at you. Getting all official-like," she remarks off-handedly. "I will use this whistle responsibly." The green glamazon takes a single step back with this, arms folding over her chest as she observes Val going through her less-magical-more-science..ical girl transformation. A hip cocks. A brow lifts. A lip corner quirks. "'Val Rings,'" she repeats, slowly, "'such cool bling'?" She's not judging. She's not. She wouldn't judge her sort of niece. She's a responsible kind of aunt. Coach. Esquire. "pfff." But also she's only human come on. Still, with Valeria all suited up, Jen takes a sweep of the gym, a thoughtful sound hissing from between green lips. "Oooookay. So you want to to work on your lifting technique, right? The big thing about super strength is knowing how much pressure to apply to not just crush whatever you're holding like a bunch of cardboard. So..." And here, She-Hulk demonstrates her own great self-control by -not- instantly crushing that tiny steel whistle between her fingers as she lifts it to her lips and blows with a commanding "PHWEEEEEEE!" "Get yourself some weights and let's see where you're at!"