In walked Star, the 5'4" professional athlete. She scurried in, her short brown hair in a bit of a mess. The woman's features were very beautifully feminine, but her slim muscle showed some strength behind the beauty. Her grey shorts went down to a little above half way down her thigh, tight against her skin and her shirt was a loose tank top that was a bit small in length and exposed the bottom of her abs. "Sorry! I'm late, aren't I? My bad, I just...things happened. This is the place for learning to fight with your hands, right?"