As per the Chief's message, it was training time. Everyone who signed up for training (or was signed up by someone else) was ordered to an open square in the City
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Roxie is here not for any particular desire for train, but simply as something to distract herself. She's been overworking to the point of exhaustion-there are dark circles under her eyes, and her eyes herself are rather bloodshot. She's gained a strange set of marks across the left side of her face, red nautiloid-spiral patterns that trace out and around in almost-scars. There's black gunk under her fingernails and caked along the sharp edges of her teeth. All-in-all, the signs are fairly subtle, but likely troubling upon closer inspection.
She sits off to the side, her eyes closed, waiting.
Yuri, of course, was not fooled for a moment. She was extraordinarily sensitive to the moods of others and approached her friend with a concerned look in those big wobbly eyes.
"Yeah Roxie-chan you l..." Yuri looked at Roxie...Then at the little reindeer thing...at Roxie...at the reindeer thing...And there was a bubbling within her that erupted in a squee. She picked chopper up and squeezed him, then set him back down. Trying to compose a little dignity she said "Reindeer-sensei is right. You need rest."
"Nine days. I'm fine. I can manage sixteen before I start suffering serious side effects." 'Serious' apparently must not include those odd welts on her face, or the way that it takes several seconds longer for the pupil of her left eye to adjust to the light than the right when she opens both at the same time. She looks down at Chopper, her expression as revealing of emotion as a brick wall. "I don't have the time to waste right now. I'm only here to expand the context of my thoughts for a little while and hopefully gain new insights."
"Whoah!!" Chopper didn't expect to be picked up and hugged! "Wha-what are you doing you stupid idiot!!!??" His words were fighting words but his demeanor was clearly happy.Was he even dancing there? "She called me a doctor!" Tony Tony Chopper, while bad at recieving compliments, was a happy reindeer.
Then he snapped his attention back to Roxy. "You will think better if you get some rest. Have you been eating properly?" If the girl wasn't looking after herself, Chopper had it in his right mind to send her to bed. Or at least not participate in training. Nine days with no rest was too much!
"I have eaten more than enough to comfortably sustain myself, including the extra energy wasted in unvented accumulation in my natural energy channels." Whatever the gibberish means, she seems rather confident about it. "I am fine."
Lafiel arrived twenty minutes before they were arranged to start, and if not bright eyed and bushy tailed, was at least full to bursting with Sirs and cheerful salutes.
She spent this time stretching long limbs, moving gracefully from heel to heel as she felt the burn in her hamstrings.
Luly is taking the time to move through strange and uncomfortable-looking kata-exercises. If not specifically made to take advantage of a Nazzadi's flexibility, they were certainly adapted that way, as she's moving through poses that would make most humans wince in sympathy. She isn't in a plantsuit, but for once she's wearing something other than that dress of hers - a black sports bra under a loose white t-shirt, and denim shorts just loose enough to keep up with her flexibility. She's brought a little pile of other clothing in case the session ends up needing something else, though, and it's all tucked to the side of the observer's area on top of black boots (in case being barefoot won't work).
"Zdravstvuye," she says brightly in Lafiel's direction. It's a much better mood than the depressed wreck she was immediately after the last set of nightmares.
Lafiel spread her knees out and stretched forward, offering Meluly a bright smile. Was she doing this on purpose? Regardless she was glad to see her feeling well enough to attend training. "Cluge sa!" She answered.
Luly nods back at Lafiel (from the middle of a pretzel-like stretch). "I figured this can't be that hard if they're getting everybody into it. It'll be a good chance to burn some energy."
Mal arrived earlier than most, not for any particular reason except to see who would show up and where the training would be taking place.
He noticed a few others had already arrived, as he walked around a short while before picking a place to stand and prepare for whatever training was coming.
Russel was sure he looked like hell, but he didn't particularly care. If he was supposed to be someone chosen for this, he supposed he might as well try to look the part. Besides, he could work out some of this frustration in the meantime.
He stretched a bit while he waited, his arms over his head.
Re: Early/On-time arrivalstobiasfJanuary 21 2010, 17:41:49 UTC
Tobias was on time, fluttering around as he looked for a decent perch. He wasn't the type to be late, although even the seven foot tall Spartan didn't scare him *that* much. Not when he could fly away, or if worse came to worse,morph to a seven foot tall creature heavily armed with its own built-in blades.
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She sits off to the side, her eyes closed, waiting.
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Then he snapped his attention back to Roxy. "You will think better if you get some rest. Have you been eating properly?" If the girl wasn't looking after herself, Chopper had it in his right mind to send her to bed. Or at least not participate in training. Nine days with no rest was too much!
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She spent this time stretching long limbs, moving gracefully from heel to heel as she felt the burn in her hamstrings.
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"Zdravstvuye," she says brightly in Lafiel's direction. It's a much better mood than the depressed wreck she was immediately after the last set of nightmares.
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He noticed a few others had already arrived, as he walked around a short while before picking a place to stand and prepare for whatever training was coming.
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He stretched a bit while he waited, his arms over his head.
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