1422/Convalescence Sublime Style

Convalescence Sublime Style
Date of Scene:	12 July 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Ares, Sublime

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Ares has posed:
    A little over a week had passed with the young woman known as Sublime taking up some limited residence to the Aaron household. The quarters are decent, well-stocked, maintained. But ultimately there is not entirely too much to do when one is nursing a stab wound that could threaten to reopen with too much activity. So most of the exercise equipment is straight out, and there's little to do besides perhaps read, watch some television, surf teh intarnetz. But beyond that...
    So when John Aaron returns home that day late in the evening after his shift, he's carrying an armload of groceries since /some/ people seem to eat constantly. But he's walking through the breeze way, then into the kitchen. A few more steps and he sets the bag of groceries down...
    And that's when he notices the broken lock on the counter and he cocks his eyebrow. "Hnh." A glance to the side and it seems his wine chiller is open, a bottle or? Two? Are missing. He hnhs again and steps over towards the fridge. It just takes a few moments to put the groceries away, then he heads towards the basement steps.
    Again he makes the descent a little louder than would be expected, just in case she's in some sort of state of undress. Eventually his shadow will darken the doorway, and then he steps out into the open training area that dominates the main portion of the bunker.

Sublime has posed:
    As he descends, he can hear faint grunts and creaks coming from the exercise area, as well as the faint scent of wine on the air. As he reaches the doorway, he'll discover Sublime straining as she holds a pullup, her bicep flexing, before she slowly lowers herself. Then takes a sip delicately from the wine glass she's holding in her other hand. This MAY be a training thing, to do it smoothly enough to avoid spilling a drop. Or she's just a little tipsy by this point.

Ares has posed:
    Standing in the doorway he sort of leans there for a moment, smirking and folding his arms over his chest. Slowly his eyes wander the room, lighting upon the small places of remark. He'll see the wine bottle open, the cork nearby on one of the tables near the computer. Then he'll look to the pull up bar and watch her making that steady ascent... up, her arm tensing. Then the down as she maintains the grip.
    She'll hear his voice as he lifts it, that rumbling baritone that so often sounds like a growl. "Are you sure you should be doing that?" He says after that look around. Then he pushes off the wall and steps into the gym area. He pauses by the bottle and tilts it back, taking a drink and then brushing a forearm over his mouth and murmuring a quiet 'ah'. "I would have given you the key if you asked."

Sublime has posed:
Sublime mmphs, lowering herself to the floor as she drops to her bare feet, then takes another long drink from the glass. "Yes, because I only can watch TV for so many hours, and I can't do anything else...." she says, with a certain amount of drunken snippiness. "....and you weren't here. And it was fun." she admits. Sometimes, breaking things is best thing when you're in a poor mood, after all. "...I didn't break the bottles though." she notes.

Ares has posed:
    "That's true," John says as he takes another pull from the bottle but then sets it down with a glassy clink upon the table beside the computer. He instead turns and meets her gaze, and he smiles for one of the rare times she's seen it from him. "I know it is terribly dull, and I know you would much rather be anywhere but here," And here comes the but.
    "But, you still need a bit of time. Though you're healing remarkably well. I'm impressed," He gestures towards the pull up bar, and back to her since really she does have quite the silhouette even with the bandage.
    "But if there's anything you want that I can get you, let me know."

Sublime has posed:
    Sublime pads lithely over to the table, snagging the bottle as John relinquishing it as she refills her glass. She shrugs and takes a sip. "It's just I can't do more yet. Not until I heal more. Don't want to pop the stitches. But pullups, I can do. Or pushups. So at least I'm not completely jellifying." This may not actually be a word. She's had several glasses by now.

Ares has posed:
    A look around the room is taken and he furrows his brow, "Arm curls." He moves over to the rack of free weights, hefting a fifty pound one and holding it aloft, then setting it back down with a clank. But then he folds his arms and sits down on the bench seat next to the weight machine. He leans forwards and looks at her from across the way. "And, to be fair, you are far from 'jellifying'." He says as he gestures with one hand towards her.
    There's a turn of his head and then he tells her, "Have you ever tried Tai Chi?" He pushes himself to his feet and steps towards her, stopping a few feet away.

Sublime has posed:
    The woman watches him with a bit smirk. "I did do that, yes. I wanted something for endurance after that." she points out, sipping from her glass again. "And I know it, but no. I do Jeet Kune do. But I can't do most of the major katas yet. Just the very simple ones. And slowly." she says, wincing.

Ares has posed:
    "Yes, but it would be a very low impact way of exercising." The tall man looks down at her, though not too far down considering. He rests his hands on his hips and then looks askance away from her as if letting the thought grow of its own volition. His eyebrow quirks when he finally looks back, "Perhaps some of the movements if not all of the kata. It could also help with your mindset."
    As he says that he gets a faint half-smirk, then hides it as he adds, "Not that there's anything wrong with your current mindset." He's learned at least enough about Sublime when to know that her sharp tongue is only a hair's breadth away from lashing out.

Sublime has posed:
    Sublime grumbles. "...fine, I'll try it at least." she mutters. "It's got to be better than nothing at this point..." She sets down the glass. "What do I do?" she says.

Ares has posed:
    Turning around he steps away from her, stopping at the edge of the padded area. He lifts his boot and begins to undo the knot, loosening the laces once done and then pulling it free with a little bit of difficulty, having to half-hop to get it free. Then he does the same with the other, swapping feet.
    After that he steps onto the mats softly, letting them crunch under his feet as he moves then he turns towards her. "Alright, you've followed along with katas before. C'mere." He gestures towards her to stand opposite him as he lightly shakes out his shirt.
    Should she come join him he'll slip into a basic stance facing her, his feet no further than a shoulder width apart, then touches a hand to just below his belly button and presses. "Stand like this... press here." He meets her eyes. "Now focus on your breathing. Breathe in... and out through your nose alone. Keep your hand firm, and feel your lungs work." His eyes close slowly as he steadily inhales... then exhaules.

Sublime has posed:
    Sublime cocks her head, then pads out to join him, then watches him, before copying him. A little carefully, watching his stance. "This is meditative?" she asks, before she starts trying to do as asked, her chest rising and falling easily as she breathes in, then breathes out.

Ares has posed:
    Eyes still closed he gives her a nod, but when he opens his eyes he looks to her and it's strange the peace this grants him. It helps him to focus, to channel on matters that at other times are so foreign to him. But he speaks naught of this, at the most she might have some subtle insight into the calm that reaches his features.
    "There, now does that breathing feel comfortable... natural?" His voice is low, still that deep baritone but it has the timbre of a flowing river as opposed to the low growl he so often sounds like. "Now start to feel all of your body. To focus your mind on each part of your body and relax. Your toes... your feet. Your calves... your thighs. Ever upwards, just relax. Imagine each part of your body growing calm and comfortable as you continue to breathe."

Sublime has posed:
    Sublime can't resist a little eye roll at the description, her lips pursing. But she at least tries to imagine it, breathing in and out as she tries to relax and find balance. It's a lot less moving than she's used to doing in a kata.

Ares has posed:
    The moving comes later, of course. But first she has to learn what to do /while/ moving. But he perhaps senses some measure of resistance as he tells her, "I said relax, dammit." The words come out harsh, but if she looks she'll see the curve of a wry smile, with his eyes closed it looks almost terribly innocent. But then he looks at her and says, "C'mon, continue to breathe... and just focus on making yourself relax, and calm... I know you'd probably rather be trying to kick my ass or Berl's ass, but that comes later."

Sublime has posed:
    There's an unladylike and indelicate snort from the young woman, but she sighs and tries, resisting the urge to bounce on her toes or something with difficulty. "I'm not good at calm..." she mutters.

Ares has posed:
    "Now imagine that your legs are connected to the earth by great roots, holding you to the ground, but not rigid... flexible and allowing you to move slowly, freely." He then takes in a deep breath and opens his eyes to meet her gaze, and slowly he brings his hands up in front of him, palms open. His eyes find hers and he says quietly, "Now move as I do,"
    And with that said he slowly pushes his hands towards hers, stopping a small distance away where her hands would almost touch his. Then he lifts his arms sloooowly upwards, bringing them up... then around as he turns to the side. His feet slowly turn as he shifts his hips, one hand coming forward and open, the other sliding back down near his hip.
    She might recognize this movement, as it is similar to a stance in Jeet Kune Do, only the execution is languid, gentle.

Sublime has posed:
    She has a definite twist to her lips, but carefully follows the motion. Her lips twitch a bit as the motion tugs a little at her stitches, but only lightly, then smoothly follows it as she finds the similarities with what she already knows. "It's all this slow?" she murmurs.

Ares has posed:
    "It's about control, and maintaining that stance, the strength of the movement. The breathing strengthens your body. It builds tone. Any martial artist can throw a kick." He continues to move slowly, his back leg lifting soothly as he takes a step behind the other, extending smoothly and allowing him to turn the other way, his arms coming about to face the other side.
    "But not ever artist can hold a kick at eye level for ten minutes at a time."

Sublime has posed:
    Sublime hmmms. "So, it's core resistance, primarily..." she murmurs. "Though you could speed this up...." She remains at the same speed, shifting her foot back, a step behind him as she tries to keep up. "More like yoga..."

Ares has posed:
    "A lot like yoga." He agrees as he moves with her, extending his hands to the side as if pushing with both of them slooowly against an imaginary opponent, and then bringing them back just as slowly with a small circular motion to extend further into a second push. His long legs cross again, and once again they are facing each other. He extends his hands towards her, one at first, a circular waving gesture to the left. Then another circular waving gesture to the right. It brings them around full circle until he meets her stance, and then stands up slowly, ending the kata.

Sublime has posed:
She's not bad at mirroring her motions, though there are occasional slight pauses where the move she would expect to follow isn't exactly what's coming. Having it slow does make it easier, however, enough that she can keep up, up to the end where she also straightens. "...it's not bad." she allows at that point. "I can see it..."

Ares has posed:
    A nod is given, "Now, if you want some wine, I'll show you where I keep the good stuff." His lip curves as he turns away, starting to step towards the stairs again, but leaving his shoes there. "I'll take a shower, then get dinner started. If you're hungry." But at that he smirks since... that girl is always hungry.

Sublime has posed:
    She hmmms. "...sure, I could use some solid food to go with it..." she murmurs. "Shower away.." She smiles. "See you upstairs then, be right up." She pads back to her guest room to do the same, starting to tug her top off, showing her upper back as she kicks the door shut behind her lightly, so it clicks closed with a thump.