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Post by Milk on Mar 14, 2009 21:14:50 GMT -5
He saw her and motioned to the ground- "Take a seat," he said. There was a TV set up. "We're going to warm up first with some stretches," he informed her in a gentle voice. He took a seat after pressing play and waited. It was a Yoga tape.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 14, 2009 21:17:52 GMT -5
Yawning boredly, she did as she was instructed, realizing by this point that arguing with Jason was useless.
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Post by Milk on Mar 14, 2009 21:29:03 GMT -5
They stretched for an hour- the length of the tape- then got into the beginners stuff for how to use the whip. He started giving instruction, and was rather strict on how she presented herself. Any slouching resulted in a whip against her feet until she stood fully erect, any sarcastic eye-rolls resulted in 20 push-ups, and snide comments meant 50 sit-ups.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 14, 2009 21:39:16 GMT -5
Almost wishing she was back in the library writing another essay instead of enduring this newfound physical form of torture, she endured the pain silently, refusing to flinch or scream in reaction to the pain.
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Post by Milk on Mar 14, 2009 21:41:09 GMT -5
They progressed like this through the day, and then finally, at four, the school-day was ended. He left her to do whatever she wished and went to his room to sleep. Jason was very tired lately. The maid was downstairs vacuuming while the butler was shining windows.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 14, 2009 21:49:11 GMT -5
Deciding to continue practicing after Jason fell asleep, Serenity returned back to the weapons room and picked up the whips, attempting to imitate the moves Jason had shown her earlier.
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Post by Milk on Mar 14, 2009 21:51:28 GMT -5
Jason awoke later than normally the next morning and ran down to the training room, wondering if she was there already. He was flustered and exhausted all at once. He felt his cell phone go off in his pocket and started to talk to the person on the other end while he entered the training room. "A meeting? Yeah, I can- Yes- " He growled out something and red flashed through his eyes before he settled down.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 14, 2009 21:59:00 GMT -5
Turning to face him, she set the whips down. "Jason, are you ok?" she said, never having seen him angered before.
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Post by Milk on Mar 14, 2009 22:03:18 GMT -5
He muttered something then nodded. "Peachy. Did you stretch?" he snapped out, then took a deep breath. "Look, I'm clearly in a foul mood, so disregard anything mean I say, or any unfair orders. I don't care if you slouch today or not," he added, rubbing his eyes.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 14, 2009 22:05:37 GMT -5
"What's up with you today?" she asked, puzzled by his odd change of mood.
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Post by Milk on Mar 14, 2009 22:07:18 GMT -5
"Just woke late, I have a meeting, and...I'm just tired is all. This is normal- there's something big happening next weekend here..." He rambled, leaning against the wall and rubbing his eyes. "Some sort of birthday celebration. I think they think it's mine, but I've never had a birthday, so I'm not sure what the party is for."
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 14, 2009 22:17:51 GMT -5
"hmm..." she said, trying to decipher his cryptic words. "Why are you so stressed?" she asked curiously.
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Post by Milk on Mar 14, 2009 22:19:35 GMT -5
"I don't know, I just am, get to work," he muttered and rubbed his temple. "I'm calling pizza in for dinner. What do you want on it?" he asked a few moments later.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 14, 2009 22:25:06 GMT -5
Suprised by him asking for her input on anything, she opened her mouth to answer him when the doorbell rang. Giving him a curious look, she turned to him, asking, "Are you expecting visitors?"
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Post by Milk on Mar 14, 2009 22:28:22 GMT -5
He shook his head. "No. I'll go get it." he said and left. He couldn't die, so it was only logical. He tried to answer as often as possible to protect the lives of the people in his household.
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