[open] pump up the jam (a.k.a the fitness mingle post)

[galactically]

Who: Sheryl (galactically) and YOU!
What: Exercise classes (see the class schedule)
When: April 11th/13th/15th, from 3:30 to 5:30 PM
Where: Menrva's temple @ the ballroom
Warnings: Fanservice, possible violence, and Genos

Notes: Feel free to make your own top-levels! Threadhop to your heart's content. c:

[Sheryl doesn't attend classes too often nowadays due to her work schedule, but she always makes sure to be on time once the clock strikes three thirty — or at least be fashionably early. Even teachers like herself have to look her best, especially in simple but flattering gym clothes. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday afternoon, the ballroom is open for all things fitness, and Sheryl plans to give her students one hell of a workout.

Don't let her vibrant smiles fool you; she turns into an enthusiastic yet merciless drill sergeant should you ever fall behind on your exercises. The microphone she carries around has a built-in cord that she uses as a whip — definitely not for show! A certain assistant will also be by her side, and he's just as tough if not more so.

To all slackers... abandon hope all ye who enter.]



Outside the Ballroom
[Nothing brings more prospective students together in one place than good ol' promotion, and Sheryl is not above using whatever is on her disposal to gain more members. She already made a BBS post announcing her classes, so now it's time for another tactic: food.

With a charming smile and a wink, she gestures at a small platter of turkey and cheese sandwiches on a nearby table right next to the sign-up sheet.]

Want to get in shape? Gain some extra muscle on your arms or legs? Build up stamina? Then you've come to the right place!

Exercises
[Congratulations, you're now part of the exercise class — whether you're only just stopping by for one session, visiting out of sheer curiosity, or who knows what else. There is plenty of sweating, stretching, fat burning, and muscle building to be done. Mats are on the floor for people to use, and various equipment such as exercise balls, dumbbells, jump ropes, and hula hoops can be seen. There's also a radio that Sheryl is using to turn up the volume so to speak.

So, what can a typical student expect from Sheryl's class?]

Yoga: A whole lot of stretching limbs, balancing acts, and dramatic poses. They start out as simple as lotus positions and cobra poses, but slowly progress into the intermediate positions such as downward-facing dog poses and tree poses. And then... the dreaded plow pose. At least there is music to relax to.

Pilates: Core strength training, breathing, and more stretching through special moves. Feel the burn as you stretch your limbs while squeezing your stomach at the same time!

Other Exercises: Sit-ups, push-ups, jumping jacks, playing with jump rope and hula hoops, etc.

Muscle Training: Want to be super buff? Grab some dumbbells and go to town! They are available from small (about five pounds) to large (about twenty).

Running: Enjoy your laps around the ballroom while catchy music plays in the background! Go race someone! Or you could be a turtle...

Break Time
[Sheryl may be stringent, but let it be said that she's capable of mercy. Everyone should get a break or two now and then, hence why there are healthy snacks and drinks on the table. She's actually taken the opportunity to make small bowls of pot-au-feu, which smells and looks incredibly edible... and some fruit bars, which look lumpy. Sheryl may excel in certain skills, but baking is not one of them — much to her chagrin, coming from a woman who's usually very confident.

Take this opportunity to socialize, eat some food, sneak out of the ballroom, fool around, hide in the corners, etc.]

Comments

[mybadhabit]

Outside the Ballroom
[On the first day of classes, Sonic shows up early with a small cooler of protein shakes. As she gives him a wink, he chuckles, pulling out one of the shakes and offering it to her]

Now Sheryl Nome, you know I am just here for moral support, or in case you need any extra assistance. Do you expect a large turnout, or are you still building up your class sizes?

Exercises
[Sonic doesn't regularly turn up for class; he's usually busy doing far more intense training on his own equipment back home, but when he does show up, it's always to show off. His yoga pants are tight and his tank top is low cut and loose, revealing that despite his delicate frame, he's still powerfully built.

He plows through the yoga poses, bending and flexing even more than Sheryl. In Pilates, he stretches further, and when it comes to the weights... well, he's brought his own. They're electronic, and go well past the average dumbbell range.

Don't even try to race him. Just don't. He's clearly only jogging, and yet he still seems to be running laps around everyone else...]

Break Time
[Protein shakes for everyone! At least, for everyone who's found him out in the courtyard trees and wants one. They're supposedly strawberry flavored, but they've got that chalky texture and medicine after-taste most protein shakes seem to have. Still, they're healthy, and a good way to keep your energy up if Sheryl's wearing you out!]

outside the ballroom

[galactically]

The best support a woman can receive!

[Sonic's comment brings a smile on Sheryl's lips as she takes a shake, giving it a quick glance over before she taps the paper.]

Maybe not the biggest of turnouts, but large numbers usually mean lots of interest, don't they?

[wadoichimonji]

Zoro will try to race him.

And lose pathetically but he'll still run as much as he can, to try and at least not see Sonic pass him by more than three times per round.]

This.. Is... Actual exercise, speedy!

[He'll say each word whenever he can feel Sonic nearby.]

[wadoichimonji]

Outside the ballroom

[Zoro chuckles at Sheryl's words, not entirely interested in the whole muscle building thing, but still curious to try. He also wants to see who else will show up because he wants to see how popular his goddess is. So he's walking around, looking at the place, and someone should really stop this man from leaving this particular place.]

Exercises

You think he'd be doing anything else, but nope, zoro is pretty comfortable, wearing his track pants only, and doing Yoga.

And guess who's flexible like woah? Yup, this mass of muscle can do the plow pose quite comfortably. Even though there's no one more surprised than himself.]

...I can't believe I can do this.

Break time!

Then comes his favourite part about exercising, though that was more relaxing than anything really, taking a food break. He'll drink a few of the drinks, each bottle all in one big gulp, and then serve himself some of the food.]

This is pretty good... The mix, not so much though.

[galactically]

[There's a look of exasperation that briefly crosses Sheryl's face, sighing and folding her arms across her bust line by the table. She's known by now that Zoro has a tendency to wander off and get lost into places, to which she has to chase after him before she loses him completely.

The school seems vast enough that she can easily see him cross the threshold and— oh, hell no.

But if she can keep a close eye on him near the ballroom, that should be okay, right?]

Try not to get lost, Zoro.

[scrap_metal]

[ Genos notes the quick success of this particular participant. ]

If you're having such easy time, maybe you'd want to go for more complicated exercise routine? [ he even got a book on yoga with various poses for solo, duet or group, so he has his sources to check ]

[heiring]

outside;
[ It's not that hard to get Reiji interested in this sort of thing. Perhaps due to his lack of memory, he finds himself drawn to the prospect of regimented exercise. Even if he does it with Souji regularly, there's a certain sort of charm to doing it in groups... especially if it was Sheryl hosting. ]

Hello, Sheryl. You're awfully productive.

[ This he says with a smile. If she pays close attention to him, she'll be able to notice that he has the figure of an athlete. ]

exercise;
[ Reiji took to running like a fish to water. It's easy to tell that he has great proficiency in it - he takes off around the room with ease, keeping his (rather fast) pace round after round. Occasionally, he might even zigzag across the ballroom dodging people, never running into anyone despite a few close calls. And then he decides to vault over one or two yoga participants, sailing over them with a skill that belies a forgotten training regimen.

Sorry if you're one of said participants. He rolls a little to soften the impact of landing, letting himself slow-jog to a halt to catch his breath. ]

There should be more stuff here.

[galactically]

I have to be if I want more students!

[The moment she hears a familiar voice, Sheryl looks up to find Reiji standing in front of her, a spark of recognition in her eyes as she grins. Is that an athlete's body under all his clothes? Being the observant woman that she is, she sizes him with the faintest of eyebrow quirks, then nods in approval.]

Hi, there. Will you be joining my class?

exercise;

[oathkeeper]

[Sora was one of those participants that that Reiji runs past on the running course. He was pretty impressed when Reiji zoomed past him and watched him leap over people with awe.

When he actually did manage to catch up, he slows and stops beside Reiji.]

Holy wow, you're really good at running! What do you mean more stuff?

[oathkeeper]

[ turkey sign up ]

[It doesn’t take much to convince Sora when food is offered. Even easier when it’s being offered for signing up for exercise classes. He’s a rambunctious teenager and gym glasses were always his favorite in school. He loves trying new sports, learning new skills and meeting new people.]

Sign me the heck up!

[Sora can be found with a turkey sandwich hanging out of his mouth and another one in his free hand while he scribbles his name down for several things.]

[ feel the burn ]

[Sora regularly shows up for Pilates and Running, and periodically for Muscle Training and the Miscellaneous Exercises.

So far his favorite has been Pilates but he enjoys Running as well. Join the class with him or take a jog with him!

Or challenge Sora to some back handsprings, because he’s really, really, really good at those. Or challenge him to see who can do a handstand the longest.]

[ breaku! ]

[When break time comes, Sora can be found outside napping under a tree. After the long hours of working his butt off he’s a little bit tuckered out. Come poke his face or join him for a nap in the sun.]

turkey

[galactically]

[Sheryl can always count on her own charms and ability to promote herself to gain more presence. Classes are no exception, and she expects more people for her to teach the ways of fitness. It'll be a fun experience, is what she thinks.

When she sees Sora with a turkey sandwich hanging out of his mouth, some quiet laughter spurts forth, one hand cupping her mouth to stifle it.]

My, such enthusiasm! I'm glad to have a cute student like you in my class.

Nap time's over.

[mybadhabit]

[Awwww, look at Sora, napping again. All this boy ever seems to do is sleep, just like a newborn kitten.]

[It leaves him wide open and vulnerable to attack from ice cold protein shakes pressed up against his cheek]

Feel the burn

[birdstheword]

[No way anyone could walk by and not watch Sora feel the burn. Don't mind Hajime as she stares in awe at him. Be it handsprings or the handstand.]

Wow! You're amazing.

[She even claps!]

[chickshades]

Exercises

Back when Sheryl'd first announced her upcoming exercise classes, Bandou said he'd show up. And he wasn't about to skip out on that promise - the girl could be scarily intimidating when she wanted to be. So he walks into the ballroom dressed in his usual attire, minus the hoodie - which would have still been present if he didn't think he'd overheat too quickly.

What kind of exercise is he looking to get? Who knows. The guy is not exactly one to go to the gym. If he remembered his past, he would have equated that that getting plenty of exercise running around the city with his gang, breaking up mob groups and fending off Scepter 4. But the only thing he really has going on here is Izuminokami-san teaching him how to sword fight.

Suffice to say, he's standing in the center of all this, looking way more intimidated than someone probably should at a bunch of exercise equipment and yoga mats. Where does he even start? And what the heck are those giant inflatable balls for??

[galactically]

To say that Sheryl is happy for prospective students is an understatement. All it takes is a lingering glance across the vast ballroom plus the sight of people trickling in small groups for the realization to kick in, that she's going to be teaching them. It's an experience that excites her and enhances her already enlarged ego, yet there is a pang of nervousness that she can't help but feel.

Still, she takes great care not to show that she's nervous, just fully confident that she knows what she's doing. Eventually her gaze settles on Bandou standing in the center of the room, prompting a curious look across her face, then a headtilt. Ah, he seems lost.

"Are you impressed?" Sheryl asks, standing right behind Bandou with a grin, her hands on her hips with a gesture like she owns the place.

[razzledazzles]

aesthetic

[Jae-Ha may be mostly here to people watch, but that doesn't mean he's completely neglecting to exercise himself. Deciding that he can't move freely enough in his robe, he's in only his under shirt (if it can be called a shirt), pants and boots. Yes, he's exercising in boots, but the robe was a problem.

For the most part, he sticks to yoga and pilates, participating at a nice and slow, relaxed pace. Of course, some might catch him staring off at the rest of the participants, but he's just admiring it all!

And if you're not being stared at, then whoever's next to him currently can enjoy him ball-rolling closer and smiling from the sitting up position.]

Hello, hello! Isn't it a lovely day? [He sees nothing wrong with speaking to strangers in the middle of exercise.]

there he goes

[At some point, someone convinces Jae-Ha to jump rope. This goes great for a while! He jumps at a nice pace, picking it up as it quickens until it becomes so fast that he accidentally kicks off with his right leg—

He goes flying upwards, directly into the high ceiling. It's disorienting enough that as he comes crashing down, he may not land as elegantly as he'd like. Watch out!]

There he goes

[noli_oblivisci]

[There was something exhilarating about the chance to exercise. Psyche hadn't fully realized it till after the run in at school but lack of action made her more anxious than she would've thought. As such, her adrenalin was running high as she finished another round with the skip rope.

[And when she saw a shadow rapidly falling towards her. She'd look up - blue eyes wide with shock and realization - as she saw just how high he was falling from and how he was coming crashing right in her direction. Then, her body reacted on pure instinct. A wave of power circled around her hand and she threw up a weakened, percussive shockwave in his direction - to help break his fall a little or deflect it away from her - as she threw herself to the side.]

[noli_oblivisci]

Outside Ballroom

[Well...this was different. She'd been trying to gather information, or at least familiarize herself with the new area, but she couldn't help but stare at the 'class' going on. She blinked as she looked it over, as well as the invitation for exercise and for food...which made her stomach silently roll and her face heat a little from embarrassment. She fiddled with her hair to hide it before replying]

Oh-um-I was actually just...looking around. [She fiddled with a strand of her hair] What sort of things do you do here?

Running

[Jeans and boots weren't the best things to run in but Psyche would manage. They were comfy and worn enough, Psyche reasoned, and while hunting down Ayakashi she'd likely be wearing the same anyway. She shucked off her jacket and blouse, though, revealing a simple camisole and toned muscle on her arms, despite her slight frame.

[She'd start slow, just to warm up and figure out her limitations. As she rounded the corner the second time, however, she'd speed up, boots clapping against the floor. Her heart sped up and her head became lighter but she realized she welcomed the sensation and adrenalin. An almost smile crossed her face as she realized this.

[Then, she'd grow bolder. She'd track other runners some distance away and then try catching up or passing them. Not strictly out of competition but a small sense of joy...and an unconscious desire (habit) to 'chase' targets.]

Breaktime

[When break time comes, someone would still be at work. Her skin was flushed and a fine sheen of sweat ran down her neck and brow but Psyche didn't quite feel like stopping. Or rather, simply, it didn't feel like it was in her to stop until she felt she hit her limit.

[She compromised with stretches and pilates. Her muscles shook as she did but her eyes were focused as she breathed deep, pushing herself just a little farther...]

[galactically]

Looking around, you say?

[Sheryl's words came out in a drawn-out, melodic lilt as she sized the person in front of her, the corners of her lips tugging upward to form a light smile. Whoever this girl was, she seemed to be rather bashful. Her face turning pink was enough for Sheryl to chuckle under her breath, too.]

There is plenty to do in my class.

[And then she lifted a hand, stretching her fingers one by one as she began listing the activities with a heavy boast. New person or not, Sheryl wasn't going to let the opportunity to promote her class slip by.]

Yoga, pilates, weight training, cardio, hula hoop training... the possibilities are endless!

[clothes_make_the_man]

Exercises

[Amid the jump ropes and hula hoops, Forrest has managed to find a few rhythmic gymnastics ribbons, and he is utterly enthralled. Picking one up, he briefly twirls it in front of himself, watching the graceful motion of the thin fabric as it weaves its way through the air.]

Oh, this is lovely! What kind of exercise is this, I wonder?

[He's never seen it before, that much is obvious. But somehow, this equipment is speaking to him on a very intimate level, and mere minutes later, he's dancing through the ballroom waving both ribbons behind him and laughing cheerfully.]

Break Time

[As it turns out, ribbon dancing is actually a pretty tiring workout. Forrest stops before he breaks much of a sweat - he doesn't want to ruin his clothes or his hair, perish the thought - and heads for the snack table. He's also never seen pot-au-feu before, but it does remind him somewhat of the hearty meat and vegetable dishes of his homeland.]

Oh, this all looks and smells wonderful!

[...Except for the fruit bars. He's sort of side-eying those.]

Exercises

[scrap_metal]

You there! Watch out!

[ Genos, the cyborg assistant who takes his work way too seriously is onto you! He might look scary, but he's actually concerned about all the side equipment stashed loosely on one side of the ballroom. Can't have one of the participants crash into something. ]

[chainbroke]

outside the ballroom

Oh! Um, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try.

[ She'd come here to only check out the classes, but she's considering it now. It certainly helps that Sheryl looks so enthusiastic! ]

exercises

[ Well, she may as well give this a shot... Naminé's a little apprehensive, but at least she's willing to try? And she's not much for physical exertion, but she's going to do her best! Starting with yoga, which isn't too bad at first. She's struggling a little (a lot) with the more advanced stuff, though... ]

break time

[ Naminé's taking a well-deserved break! She's not sure what to think of the pot-au-feu, but she's snacking on some of the other stuff. There's also a bottle of water that she takes a sip from every so often. ]

[scrap_metal]

[ Genos is mostly here to scold those slacking, but as assistant, he's also here to help. When he notices someone struggling with the current exercises he walks by. ]

Did you go through the warm-up? [ he asks, standing in vicinity. Being tall, metal and frowny ]

[scrap_metal]

Outside the Ballroom

[ Genos isn't saying much during promotion, he'll focus on using the White Day experience to hand everyone, who walks by, a small note. Neatly handwritten with all dates and hours, plus list of exercise. He might sneak by another note, about yard sale in Radegast temple the next day.

And by "White day experience" it means he will walk into a way of anyone trying to evade him, and won't take a no for an answer ]


Break Time

[ Rest is important, hydrating yourself too. But then break time is over, and maybe you didn't notice. Or maybe you're just not looking energetic enough about getting back into the frame. Either way suddenly there is a looming cyborg right next to you. ]

What are you still doing here? The break is over, get back to exercises.

Wildcard! // Exercises

[ He keeps himself around, and wherever notice someone's slacking he will be there to drill. But if someone needs help, or an accident happens, he's there even faster, ready to help. ]

[mybadhabit]

[Sonic looks at the list of exercises that he absolutely doesn't need, he looks at the note about Saitama's yard sale, and he looks up at the cyborg blocking his path, an eyebrow arched and lips quirked into a half smile] Oh, is Saitama finally coming out of hiding? Maybe I'll have to challenge him to a fight, it's been so long since I've been able to test my progress on him.

OTA

[hackberrydragon]

Exercises

[ He's here because he's part of this crew. But he hasn't quite joined the pack. Instead, he's off on one side of the room doing his own thing which involves training with a wooden sword in hand. There's an odd look on his face, one that smacks of fierce concentration. And can you blame him? There's something he's trying to figure out with the sword. He's studying the blade, turning it this way and that before taking a few practice swings.

Those swings turn into an entire sequence of movements that look professional, to say the least. As if he's known how to handle a sword longer than he'd let on.

But he's too focused on his work. So focused in fact that if you call his name, you might not get a response. The best way to get his attention would probably be to approach (or throw something at him. Either way.) but if you do come close, better get ready to duck because there's the end of his sword headed right for your face.

Whoops. ]

--

Breaktime

[ This is quite the spread. The stew looks nice... and the scent is definitely entrancing but oddly enough, that's not what Eno's focused on. Rather, he's noshing on those fruit bars... or at least trying to choke them down.

Literally.

Apparently, they're dry.

But he's doing his best. As Sheryl's exemplar, he has to appreciate the fruit bars even if no one will! Unfortunately now, he has to appreciate a glass of water before he passes out. ]

break time

[galactically]

[Sheryl may possess an ego the size of the sun, but she strives to be the best goddess she can be to her shinki — as she deems them equals to her, neither weapons nor tools. They are people to her, the men who evoke a protective streak within her. Today is no different.

Thanks to good ol' timing alone, she happens to stumble upon Eno choking on those ugly-looking fruit bars, kicking her streak up high. A mix of horror and alarm crosses her features at the sight, prompting her to run by his side and wrap her arms around him from behind.]

Eno, hang in there!

[bighand]

jump rope
[In an effort to not get his stupid mantle in the way of exercising, Kija has been summarily persuaded to take it off. That means two things: already someone's shirtless, and his really big arm is in full view, all the time. Even under ordinary circumstances like this, it's noticeably longer than his other arm...

And he's holding a jump rope with it. The other end is tied to a chair helpfully held in place with some spare dumbbells, and Kija is looking Ready for the Challenge.]

You there! Would you like to "jump the rope" with me?

[He turns it a few times with that big monster hand - a few times, way too fast... someone needs to control his rope swinging. Or actually try to jump it??]


break time
[Or rather, not break time, as once Kija gets into this exercise thing, he sure isn't going to let up. He will be walking around looking for anyone who is sitting around for "too long" (however long that is) or lurking on the sidelines trying not to participate. Hello.]

Come train with me!


wildcard
[Other things Kija may be doing: off-balance yoga, off-balance anything that requires two arms, lifting 100 pounds with one arm and barely 10 with the other, etc. Maybe at some point he will rest.

no he won't he'll never rest, you'll never take him alive]

jump rope

[darkesthour]

[Is that a challenge??? She will accept! Look, she had to prove herself to Jae-Ha and even if Kija is the tutorial level she feels like she needs to at least do it for both of them.

She raises her hand like she's answering a question.]

I'll try it!

[So. She's going to attempt to jump in. She has never even jumped rope before. rip.]

Yoga

[arealhardnose]

[Elsa has never done yoga before, but what better time to try than when you're looking for any way to get your mind off the subject of pretty much anything that has happened to her since being brought here?

Lucky for her, she has grace and good balance thanks to her dance training. The stretching, though -- that's new, and it's nice. Elsa comes out of a sun salutation with a smile, breathing out.]

I need to do this more often.

[galactically]

You should. I find that it's very relaxing once your muscles get used to the movements.

[After taking a long exhale, Sheryl remains in her final pose from the sun salutation for a few moments until she wiggles her sock-clad toes. Her face possesses a healthy glow, a light dusting of pink on her cheeks once she comes out of the pose with a slight bounce of her feet.]

It's so much fun!

[idkmybffgon]

Muscle Training

[He may be a young kid, but Killua is buff as heck, and he wants to keep it that way. He can be found lifting all kinds of weights, and they always seem to be heavier than what someone of his scrawny build should be able to lift.]

Break

[In between reps, Killua takes some time to drink some water and check his phone.

Actually, anyone nearby will see him smiling at his phone. While there's an open text conversation. And he might be blushing a little. Aww.]

break

[galactically]

[Aww, indeed. Sheryl can't help but look on in quiet admiration, a fond smile on her face, just seeing Killua blush while checking his text. It's actually reminiscent of how unusually happy she gets after receiving Alto's phone calls, not like she'll admit this.

Is Killua talking to a significant other at such a young age? That's what she wonders.]

Are you talking to your girlfriend?

[And of course she's going to bring that up with a playful smirk on her face, leaning over Killua's shoulder.]

[zenzendameda]

[Battler isn't one to work out, but he is enjoying watching everyone else do it!

Male and female alike, you might find Battler watching you intently and curiously. Perhaps a little more intently on the girls. Oops.]

[galactically]

— And that is how you do the downward dog pose.

[Sheryl's in the middle of teaching everyone the proper yoga techniques, namely how to bend over and stick your butt in the air while keeping both feet and hands planted on the mats. Even with her pose intact, back and legs perfectly straight, it doesn't take long to feel a pair of eyes on her.]

Hey, you!

[Oh, it's the red-headed ladykiller she met a few times before! She lifts her head and cranes it to one side, tossing a look at him while still in her pose.]

Are you just going to stand there like a statue?!

[tachyonme]

Exercises

[It had taken mizael a while after seeing the announcement to decide he actually wanted to come here--the idea of training with so many other people just doesn't seem appealing. There's only so much he can do at Takuto's temple, though, and learning new methods of training is appealing in its own way. So he did show up in the end, bare-chested and hair up in a ponytail and looking like he's ready to go at it until he can't anymore.

The yoga and pilates are both completely unfamiliar, but he pays close attention to every move Sheryl makes and it's easy enough to match her movements. He isn't quite as elegant or precise as he'd like, but he doesn't have any difficulty with any of the poses or moves.

As fun as that is though, in the end he's most interested in running. And running. And running some more. His pace isn't necessarily one of the fastest in the room, but it is constant and he shows no signs of getting tired no matter how many laps he's gone around the room.]


Break Time

[Frankly, Mizael doesn't particularly want to take a break, since he's not all that tired yet...but he can see the value in it. Still, if he's going to take a break, he's going to make it count for something.

So he's found himself a spot out of the way of everything to sit down, close his eyes, and meditate for a while with a single, solitary battle of water for company.]

exercises

[galactically]

[It's only a matter of time until the yoga sessions have ended, which Sheryl rising from her lotus position and taking a long, deep breath. Despite the light beads of sweat on her face, she looks incredibly pleased with the results in front of her. Seeing her students work so hard not only gives her an ego boost, but also spurs her forward to continue with the classes if they're as enthusiastic and driven as she is.]

You did really well, by the way.

[She stands nearby Mizael, hands on her hips with a proud expression crossing her features. The fact that he's able to keep up with her yoga moves is worthy of praise.]