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[chromon]

[Bak seems to be feeling a little better than he has the past while, or so it seems. Doing Tai Chi in one of the thawing courtyards, minus a few of the usual bandages, while still looking horribly hurt, his wounds seem to be healing, large sections of his arms scabbed  over and mingling with patches of newly healed skin. It's all apparantly enough

Comments

[cynicismatic]

... Are you sure that's a good idea? *eying those bandages*

[chromon]

[Stumbles at that; eyeing him wearily] What? This? It's just exercise.

[cynicismatic]

... About half your body's covered in bandages. Surely you must be in some pain?

[chromon]

I snatched some pills from the clinic, I'm gladly not feeling much of it at the moment.

[cursed_clown]

General Daisya keeps telling me to practice Tai Chi. Looks like his suggestion has some merit.

[chromon]

It does, a wonderfull form of excercise, easy on the joints

[cursed_clown]

Well if I have two people recommending it, I probably should. Did you learn that here or back home?

[chromon]

I learned it at home, my grandfather practisced it every morning, I learned by watching.

[crimsonpath]

[Have a staring Reever!]

A-are you sure you sh-should be moving a-around?

[chromon]

Hmm? Oh, ah, it's fine. Or I'm fine rather.

[crimsonpath]

Relly? Sh-should you be r-resting i-instead?

[chromon]

Really, I've been bed-ridden on and off for weeks, I was going to go insane if I didn't get myself moving. I'm tired of all this "rest" business.