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Post by Tabby on Apr 19, 2012 11:15:23 GMT -5
Tabby sighed as she did her usual exercises. She loved this room, it came and went, but when it showed up it always had exactly what she needed. A window showed her that the sun had just finished slipping below the horizon, but its light was still strong over the grounds. She continued to pump a pair of twenty pound weights, one arm at a time, as she jogged in place. It was a light exercise for her, meant for repetition and allowing her to carry larger amounts for longer times when she needed to. She’d already been doing this for ten minutes, a radio at the side blaring out the best of Linkin Park and Three Days Grace, or at least what she considered their best to be. At that precise moment Numb was blaring. It brought memories of her younger years with its loud, slightly metallic rhythm.
For the first time since getting her voice back she was glad for the scars on her arms, the result of animal’s fangs and claws tearing her apart in anger or fear. The scars, raised and lowered, shiny and pale against her tan skin, hid other scars. Scars that she could not be proud of, from a time when she had wished to not live, not breath, not feel. With her hair tied up and wearing only a sports bra her back was bared to the world. The many nasty scars that latticed and marked her back were visible through the encompassing tattoo that covered them. Five wolves, each just slightly different from all the others in color, howled at a moon that was permanently full on the back of her right shoulder, snow seemed to sparkle under their paws and pine trees looked like Christmas behind them all. The pain of getting the large, detailed tattoo over still fresh scars had been worth it. At least from a distance nobody who saw her naked back would realize that she’d nearly died once. And very few people were allowed to see her bare back up close.
The track suddenly switched over to Good Charlotte’s The Anthem and she put her weights down, smiling happily. She was drenched in sweat, and she still had an hour of workout to go. She pondered for a moment what to do next and then went over and touched the wall by the door. I require a gymnastics set; balance beam, hurdle horse, and ring wires for my next section of workout. The room seemed to fight for a moment, but then it melded those very items out of the floor and ceiling, in the exact pattern she needed for an ‘obstacle course’ style workout. She smiled and stretched, popping several tense joints before she turned.
“A’right then Tabby cat. Over the horse, across the beam, lift the big weight, and spring flip for the rings, do some tricks up there and then land and sprint to repeat.” She preferred running over the course to herself out loud before she did it. She dropped into a sprinters crouch and then exploded forward toward the hurdle horse.
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Character: Tabby
Word Count: 520
Plot: Tabby is doing a round of evening exercises to stay in shape
Expecting: Open
Authors Notes: yes, she got a giant tattoo JUST to cover up the scars on her back, and yes she's doing her exercises in a sports bra and short-shorts. No real plot behind making this.
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Post by Ruby Wasser on Apr 20, 2012 18:01:16 GMT -5
Ruby paused, tugging Grim's leash to get the kneazle to stop as she eyed the Room's door. "Grim, have you ever seen this door before?" she asked the near-cat, who just blinked at her before lifting his leg to lick his fuzzy bits. "Well you're no help." the girl muttered as she checked the time, date, and any other variables she could think of before pulling out a rough map of the school and added a symbol to indicate a Trigger Required Room. She wasn't sure who had started the map she had now, having found it under a loose stone in her bedroom floor, but it hadn't steered her wrong yet.
"Well shall we go in and see what surprises are within?" Ruby asked as she tucked the map away and opened the door. Stepping in to the Room the girl came to an abrupt stop, surprised by what was before her; a gym and weight room. And she'd been expecting a janitor closet. Nor had she expected the barely clad Tabby running around.
Oblivious of the blush warming his master's cheeks Grim tugged the leash out of Ruby's relaxed hand and hopped up onto a folded towel, turning around once before settling down and closing his eyes.
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Who: Ruby and Grim
Plot: Ruby's exploring and documenting, making her own version of the Marauder's Map
Expecting: Tabby and Open
Notes: I had been trying to resist it, but i think Ruby might have a crush on Tabby.
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Post by Tabby on Apr 20, 2012 20:49:45 GMT -5
Tabby spotted the door opening out of the corner of her eye, but paid it no mind as she reached the hurdle horse. She jumped, placing her hands perfectly and doing a perfect split (and then some) as she went over the padded wood. She brought her feet together for the landing and took two large steps before springing with the lithe grace of a panther married to the strict control of a ballerina to land on the balance beam. She flipped once, twice, thrice, then flipped backward, landing just shy of perfectly on the beam before actually running to the far end. She nearly fell off the end, tucking into a roll and coming out of it on her feet. She didn’t run, but sauntered over to the 250 pound barbell weight and lifted it, first to stomach, then shoulder, and then above her head, she dropped it in the reverse of the same pattern and raised it thrice more before setting it down and dashing for the rings.
“Ay-hup” She jumped, catching the rings and pulling herself up. While up there she saw who it was that had walked in. “Oh, hello Ruby. Can I help you with something?” She flipped herself on the rings and then twisted until she was upside down, holding herself from falling with her arms, which shook from the strain of her weight after the heavy weight she’d already lifted. “After I’m done exercising hopefully. Feel free to join if you like though. Just ask the room for the equipment you want. And don’t touch my radio if you please.” She righted herself and allowed herself a controlled drop. Although since the drop was a good eight feet from her feet to the floor it still smarted on the muscles and bones that took the brunt of it. She ignored their protests and sprinted for the hurdle horse again, ready to start again.
“Look down, look down. Don't look 'em in the eye. Look down, look down, you're here until you die. The sun is strong. It's hot as hell below. Look down, look down, there's twenty years to go…” The radio switched over to the opening song of Les Miserables and Tabby laughed as she jumped the hurdle horse, this time swinging her legs off to the side as she placed one hand on the top to hoist herself. This time her landing was less than perfect and she stumbled her steps to the balance beam. She recovered quick enough to hoist herself without any trouble however, and continued across the beam with intricate flips and leaps that sometimes backtracked her along the 16 foot long, four inch wide piece of suede wrapped wood. This time when she reached the end she really did fall off, slipping on a section that had been worn too smooth from what she could only assume was storage. She saved herself any injury by twisting herself while she tucked her limbs and head to prevent breaking bones. As it was she was winded and lay still for a few long moments as she took a quick damage assessment.
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Character: Tabby
Word Count: 523
Plot: Tabby is doing a round of evening exercises to stay in shape
Expecting: Ruby and Open
Authors Notes: Tabby won't mind if Ruby has a crush on her. Also: Tabby seems to get injured a lot, but she's usually fine. Part of this is that A) in my head she's a demon (not a human) and even as a human she heals fast and B) They have magic, as long as it isn't a fatal wound they seem to be able to fix anything fast.
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Post by Ruby Wasser on Apr 20, 2012 23:07:03 GMT -5
/wow, she's flexible.../ went through Ruby's mind as she watched Tabby go over the horse, the girl's eyes darting to anywhere but her teacher's butt in it's tight shorts. /and strong./ was added as Tabby owned the weights. Grim seemed unimpressed, and had an expression that seemed to say "yeah if I wanted, I could do that." plastered on his face
"No ma'am. I just saw a door I wasn't familiar with, and came in to see what was here." she replied as she looked around.
Maybe she should take tabby up on her offer to work out with her. Her grandmother would have been scolding her for how slothful she'd become. And Ruby knew she deserved the scolding as she felt slower in fencing and dueling class then she had before the school year. Sure she was working out with the team, but that wasn't a real work out, it was mostly drilling on the brooms.
"If you don't mind me being here, I'd like to join you. No worries; I'll keep my fingers to myself. if I can tune out a full on brawl in the common room, I can tune out a song I don't care for." Ruby replied. /I need something to change into and a place to change./ Before Ruby's thought was finished she spotted a pile of clothing in Slytherin colors right next to a changing area.
"Wow, interesting gym." she said as she picked up the gym outfit and found a pair of the barefoot style shoes she liked wearing while working out under the clothing. Ducking into the changing area Ruby stripped off her uniform and slid into the body hugging material. She made a face at the exposed red patch of 'flesh' on her ankle, as the flare up still hadn't cleared up. She hoped Tabby wouldn't notice.
Stepping out Ruby looked around. "Ok, I want a... punching bag which right over there. So what is this place Professor? the staff's personal gym, or something else? And if it isn't restricted, what's the trigger for the door?" the Slytherin asked as she picked up some light gloves to protect her hands and began pounding and kicking the heavy bag.
hearing tabby fall behind her Ruby spun, a concerned look on her face. "Are you ok? Should I get the nurse?" she asked as she padded over and eyed her teacher from some visible sign of damage. She didn't look hurt, just winded, but Ruby was no expert and didn't want to move Tabby if something was wrong.
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Who: Ruby, who is worried Tabby might be down and out and they'll have some dry old sub for her class.
Expecting: Tabby open
Notes: From her POV, Tabby should easily be able to see the red patch on Ruby's ankle.
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Post by Tabby on Apr 30, 2012 21:26:51 GMT -5
Tabby pushed herself up off the floor with a very quiet grunt, huffing out the stale air that hadn’t flown with her landing. After gulping down a few lungful’s of good air she picked herself up and shook like a dog. She put one foot in front of the other to get to the weights as the radio apparently decided to have a laugh at her expense and play “It Only Hurts When I’m Breathing” by Shania Twain.
“Oh do shut up you annoying piece of ancient technology. Don’t worry about me Ruby, I take worse tumbles than that most days when I’m doing my job, usually courtesy of one of your house-mates. By-the-way, what’s up with your ankle? One of the other girls in your house decide to play a prank on the American?” She hoisted her heavy barbell easily, not betraying that she’d sprained a few of her ribs. She had felt worse and she wasn’t going to cut her workout short if she was still able to move. The only hint that she wasn’t as top-form as she had been before the fall was a slight shake in her arms. And that was a given considering the weight of the dumbbell, it did weigh nearly twice he own weight after all.
“As for what this place is, I don’t know. I just know that when I really need a place it shows up. Be it a loo, an infirmary for one of the animals, a quiet place to sleep off a bad day when my bed has been taken over by my pets, a gym like it is now, or even a nice little place to hide from the fact that I’m supposed to be a responsible adult who knows what they’re doing.” She grunted slightly as she set the weight down, having repeated the lifting pattern ten times this round. She sprinted for the rings, speed being necessary if she were to jump that high, and winced a little as her side cramped a little harder than normal. Her jump-and-catch weren’t affected however, although she kept the fancy tricks to a minimum as she exercised her arms and shoulders, going so far as to leave most of her weigh on the upper pad of her still good side as she did what could best be called a handstand. She let herself drop and decided to switch her routine, just for the night.
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Character: Tabby
Word Count: 406
Plot: Tabby is doing a round of evening exercises to stay in shape
Expecting: Ruby and Open
Authors Notes: Sorry if it's a tad short, I'm using my back-up muse and she's less precise.
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Post by Ruby Wasser on Apr 30, 2012 22:56:02 GMT -5
Ruby looked down and made a face. "No, no prank. it's a skin condition left over from a bad class made batch of ... well it was supposed to have been a cleaning potion. Never really did figure out what ended up in it that made it effect me like it did. The potion got spilled on me, and where ever the potion touched my skin turned to red latex. And it spread over the week. Obviously the managed to mostly cure me, but now and then I have flair ups. Usually when I'm stressed." she shrugged and went back to punching the bag. "I actually liked the full red body look, but my parents vetoed me keeping it and using cosmetic spells to look normal in public."
Tiring of the bag Ruby looked around and found some weights of her own. Ok, it was a hap hazard work out today, but she promised herself that now that she had a place to work out in private she'd set up a real schedule and get back into shape.
"So it's not some teacher secret? I can use it too? Sweet. Um... right... before you jump to conclusions I'm just thinking of working out in here too when it fits my schedule. And maybe store some uniforms. I keep having to get more from the village cause my roommates keep borrowing the Hogwarts stuff, and my undergarments, and not returning them. They don't touch my 'civilian' clothing. if I wouldn't get in trouble I'd put a few powerful hexes and curses on my wardrobe keyed to just myself." she grumbled as she lifted her weights. She couldn't help watching Tabby as she went through her course, noting the tattoo on the woman's back and the tremble in her arms.
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Who: Ruby
Plottage: Tabby and Ruby working out
Notes: Ruby's wondering if she can conjure up a masseuse for after the work out.
And my longest post on the board so far.
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Post by Tabby on Jun 7, 2012 21:59:02 GMT -5
“Nope, not a teacher secret, free for anyone to use.” She frowned as the room resisted her and pushed harder, forcing it to pump out a pair of weights and a stair master. “As for your roommates stealing your stuff… have you told the prefects or your head of house? If you haven’t you should, and if you have and they haven’t done anything would you like me to help? I dislike bullies quite a bit.” She grunted softly as she lifted the thirty pound weights and hopped on the stair master, her weight forcing the steps down as she started it up. She frowned after a few moments and let it drop her on the floor. The changing screen popped up, along with a different outfit. She smiled and snagged the clothes before disappearing behind the screen. A few moments later she came out wearing loose silver-gray basketball shorts that had a simple black stripe down the outside of each leg, and an even looser sleeveless jersey that was open halfway down her sides in a similar color, although the upper half of the shirt had a very fancy ‘vine’ pattern in black printed on it, which brought attention to her fit form.
“As for jumping to conclusions, I leave that to Kali and the others. I get all the exercise I need looking after the many creatures on the property and dragging injured students up the way to the castle when they get too stupid.” She climbed back up the stair master, weights in hand. She hadn’t really noticed that the angle was perfect for a bit of an ‘upskirt’ nor had she bothered to register that anything or anyone else was really in the room. She was a bit like that most of the time. The door nudged its way open and a large black dog made his way into the room, dragging a small golden colt with him. The dog sat down respectfully as the door closed behind him, the colt pulled and whickered, he just wanted to go back to bed.
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Post by Ruby Wasser on Jun 8, 2012 22:54:32 GMT -5
Ruby snorted. "Professor, it's a Slytherin thing. I wish I didn't have to play their games, but if I was to go to the prefect or head of house with this, it will just be a sign I can't handle myself. Which I can. I just have to think of a clever way to accomplish my goal that won't result in me getting chucked out."
Ruby shook her head as Tabby changed and started to give her a show. Shifting her position to give the older woman some privacy Ruby put aside the pair of weights she'd been using and moved to a tred mill.
"Stupid almost seems to be contagious around here. Or a side effect of inbreeding... Ruby smiled as she hit a good pace and settled into her rhythm. Not really wanting to continue on about her house and the troubles it was causing her, she brought up something that had been bugging her since the attacks had started. "I know this probably goes against everything you stand for as the Care for Critters teacher, but the beasty causing so much fuss; why doesn't someone just shoot it if magic doesn't work? Most wizards don't consider muggle methods when plotting and over look things."
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