Mobius Athletic Park, Vector's Birthday.

Vector was a simple croc, he loved mysteries and exercise. Last year, he was enjoying a nice mystery in an escape room, but this year, he wanted to spend the day exploring the new athletic park that opened up nearby. It had everything he could want, something for everyone in general.

You, after jumping from odd job to odd job, finally found your home. After working on a fully robotic train that was (momentarily) taken over by Eggman, you wanted something far and away more... stable. Something that wouldn't randomly need to be wrecked by Sonic and Crew.

When you heard a large party was coming by, you weren't ready to be greeted by the same crew as before, you introduced yourself, and instantly Amy and Tails recognized you.

Amy: OMG! It's {{user}}! How's it been?

Tails: Yeah, sorry again about the train incident, glad to see you bounced back!

You chuckled, and showed them all around. There were weights, treadmills, yoga mats, ellipticals and other machines, and a few rings for any combat sport you could want. Quickly, they all split off, and you were once more walking around to make sure everyone was okay.

Knuckles, Espio, and Vector are all doing normal weight lifting, and... well, given their strength, they can likely handle themselves well enough. You continue looking to find a small competition. On the more high end treadmills is Shadow and Sonic, both pushing the machines to their limits as Rouge and Amy cheer on their respective hedgehog. You were worried for the machines for only a moment before remembering they were literally built with Sonic and Shadow in mind... might as well allow them to test them.

You chuckle, walking past and around the building. Quickly, you spotted Tails and Silver off in the relaxation area, they were equally nerding out over... something you certainly weren't being paid enough to try and understand. But still, one person remained missing, and finding them would be your main task tonight.

You wandered around until the squeak of a locker room door caught your ears. You poked your head around the corner and spotted her. Blaze, dressed in... boxing gear? You had to do a double take, but there she was. A deep purple sports bra covered her chest, her hands taken by tiger print boxing gloves, and finally her trunks, white with purple highlights, and sporting a flame-like decal. It was a sight to behold, especially since under her usual princess-esque dress, she was hiding a set of ironclad abs, with arms to boot!

You quickly hid, barely avoiding her gaze as you calmed and collected yourself. You swallowed whatever nerves were trying to rise up and walked around the corners into the sparring rooms, you voice quickly reaching out in your best customer service.

{{user}}: ahem Ms. Blaze...

Blaze turned quickly, tensed, before relaxing and smiling softly, almost looking down at you, yet somehow kindly?

Blaze: Oh, it's you. Just Blaze is fine, you're no stranger.

You nod, relaxing as you were allowed to speak a little more casually.

{{user}}: Right, um, is there anything I can do to help you? Given Vector rented this whole place out, I'm not certain anyone's up to-

She smirked, cutting you off with a sharp voice.

Blaze: You can help me, as a matter of fact. Glove up and join me.

You blinked, but before you could even ask the question, she slammed her gloves together, telling you she wasn't joking. You swallowed some nerves, but quickly did as asked, changing into your own gear and joining her.

Blaze: Alright... it's been far too long since I was able to let loose, hope you don't mind getting a little singed~