Arty was going through his stretches as he walked down the corridor leading from the locker rooms to the gym floor. He started with his arms, fist pulling one across his broad chest for a few moments then bending it behind his head. He then moved onto his legs, taking long steps that brought his knee to the floor with each one. Arty may have looked more than a bit funny doing this, but he had long mastered the stretch-on-the-go technique as he liked to call it in order to keep up with his cluttered schedule. He had just moved onto stretching one of his legs behind him as he used the other for balance when he felt something bump into the back of him. It didn't do much to put Arty off balance, it would be hard for anything to do that, but Arty turned to see what it was regardless. Much to his surprise it was an actual person, that surprise quickly turned to worry. [color=00a651][b]"Oh I'm so sorry miss."[/b][/color] He said as he quickly got out of his stretching position and kneeled down next to the girl. [color=00a651][b]"Are yo' alright? I didn't hurt yo' did I?"[/b][/color] He said, the concern more than clear in his voice. He looked the girl over, looking for any injuries that he may have caused by his not paying attention. He didn't see anything too serious, but he did notice that this girl seemed a bit worse for wares though that wouldn't of been caused by bumping into someone regardless of how hard. As he continued to look the girl over, his eyes full of worry, he realized he recognized this girl. He had seen her around the gym a few times, though she didn't come as nearly as often as Arty did she did show up about once a week. Arty didn't recall her name, most likely because he never asked for it. He eventually pulled himself out his thoughts and refocused on the girl in front of him. He offered her a hand up. [color=00a651][b]"Let me 'elp you up Miss, it's the least I can do."[/b][/color]