
Namine arrives at a modest neighborhood gym, her holographic outline still faintly uneven from the park performance. Rubber flooring, free weights, and quiet music surround a compact mechanical exercise station.
A small-statured African American woman stands beside the station, adjusting its resistance dial. She wears a charcoal work shirt and practical trousers, with a tool pouch clipped at her waist.

Rosa Lewis
Easy there. That machine is meant to give feedback through its handles. What kind of connection are you using?
Namine’s projected hands settle around the grips. The station’s compact weights rise a fraction, then wobble as her uneven light passes through the sensors and disturbs their reading.

Rosa Lewis
I’m Rosa Lewis. I can lower the starting resistance and recalibrate the sensor, if you’d like.
Rosa turns the dial down and places a bright strip of tape beside the safe range. The weights settle, leaving the handles ready for another careful attempt.

Rosa Lewis
Try again when you’re ready. I’ll watch the machine, and you can tell me what feels stable.
✓ Quest Accepted
Establish a workable exercise routine with Rosa
“I slowly pull the handles and watch Rosa for feedback.”
FAILURE (Poor Strength, rolled -3)
Namine slowly draws her projected arms back, watching Rosa’s face for guidance. The station handles remain just beyond any real grasp, refusing to come with the motion.
The effort makes Namine’s outline buckle sharply at the shoulders. The weights twitch, then drop with a blunt clack as the sensors lose their expected contact.

Rosa Lewis
Stop there. Don’t pull harder. The machine isn’t receiving a stable grip.
Rosa catches the handles before they swing back, then steadies the resistance dial. The bright tape marks the safe range, but the sensor display now flashes an error.

Rosa Lewis
Your projection is lining up visually, but it has no purchase on the handles. I need to switch the feedback mode before this hurts you again.
She turns the station off and crouches beside its control panel, leaving the handles untouched. The gym’s quiet music fills the pause while Namine’s uneven outline settles.
