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 Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 8:05 pm
Mot thought Macs training was tough, but Hel insisted Shun was tougher. He should have just taken her word for it. Hel was a tough cookie. If she thought his training rigorous, then it must be. But no. Mot decided he needed to see for himself. In his defense, he knew he'd get good training out of it anyway.
So Mot stood outside Shun's door, knocking a few times before calling. "Shun? It's Mot. May I ask a favour?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 8:07 pm
Shun didn't really expect to be hearing Mot's voice from the other side of the door, and less so that he needed a favor. Opening up, he looked towards the other Reaper.
"What is it?" he asked calmly.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 8:12 pm
Oh good. He was home. If he wasn't Mot had planned on abandoning this plan anyway. Another form of running.. he really needed to squash that. "Hel told me you're a really good trainer. I've been training with Mac lately, you see.." He held back spitting on the ground out of disgust.
"His methods are good too, but since I value Hel's opinion of you, I was wondering if you'd mind sparing some time today to give me some pointers?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 8:16 pm
"Mac?" Shun repeated with a raised brow. It seemed he didn't completely approve of that, but it didn't really matter all too much. He was also kind of surprised that Hel pointed him out to the other grim.
"Very well. I need to get some training done today myself. I would not mind helping you out today."
That said, he gave the cowboy a quick look over.
"If you're ready, we can go ahead outside."
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 8:22 pm
"Thank you." Mot grinned. Excellent! Maybe he would catch Mac off guard with a sudden improvement? He doubted Mac would be surprised, if anything he'd pat his own back for it. Either way, it might make Mot stronger, more endurant.
"I'm ready when you are." He said with a nod, stepping back to keep out of the shorter reaper's way.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 8:25 pm
Nodding quietly, Shun just made his way down the steps and outside of the reaper dorm. He didn't stop until they were in an area more in the open.
"Start stretching," he instructed while beginning to get himself to loosen up with a variety of different stretches. As he did so, he watched to see what Mot would do. He wasn't sure if he needed help on how to properly stretch too.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 8:37 pm
Stretching? That.. sounded simple enough. Mot fidgeted slightly before mimicking a bit of what Shun did. It wasn't as if Mot wasn't flexible, as out of shape as he was. He was a fairly good dancer, after all. For now he played copy cat, for lack of better ways to go about it.
Besides, if Shun was doing it, it must be the right way?
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 8:41 pm
Well, that was a start. Mot wasn't doing anything improper there. Shun continued this for a few moments, and even followed up with a couple of light warmups. It may seem that this training session might not be so bad.
"Alright, now drop down and do a hundred pushups," he instructed. Time to get started with the real meat of things. After he said that, he got into position and started to do them himself.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 8:47 pm
"Wh-wha....One hundred?" Did Mot hear that right? Just... not even some kind of steady climb? Just bam. 100. Mot watched as Shun dropped and just started to do them like it was no big thing.
Mot started to regret this. A lot.
"Oh...ok.." He said hesitantly. He couldn't take up Shuns routine time waiting on Mot after all. Mot got down to the ground and started.
One.. two... three... Okay, maybe this wouldn't be so hard?
Thirteen... fourteeen... Yeah.. no big deal..
Twenty eight... twenty nine...
Ugh..
Fourty two... fourty three..
@_____@;;;;
Sixty.... t-two....
@A@;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 8:52 pm
Shun had been going at a steady pace with the pushups, but paused as he noticed Mot was struggling a bit. He also noticed a few other things. With a sort of frown, he stopped and stared at the other reaper.
"Your chin should be almost be touching the ground. Start over," he said flatly. He didn't care where he was in his counting right now. Either do it right or don't do it at all.
Or get smacked for it.
That was how he learned. Shaking his head, he got back into position and... started over himself. He had lost count after all.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 9:01 pm
Shun's demand made Mot's face hit the ground suddenly, his limbs splaying outward as if a giant platform landed on his back and squished him like a bug. Start all over!? But he was.. he was---!!!! So close!
Mot tried with all his willpower not to sob into the grass, and dug both hands into the ground, lifting his upper body back up, albeit shakily. Mot O'Boyle was dedicated to change. He had to push through the pain. Whenever it got hard, that was a wall standing in his way of victory. A wall that needed to be destroyed.
With a determined breath in, he got to work again.
One.. Two.. Three..
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 9:03 pm
Shun paused when Mot just face planted like that, frowning a bit. He then continued on with his pushups until he finished. But he was still watching the other reaper, seeing if he would fall like that once more. He knelt there, quietly. Watching.
Judging.
Patiently.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 9:05 pm
Mot looked at it this way. He only had to count to ten, ten times. So after every ten, he took a one second deep breath in as a resting point, and continued on to the next set of ten. It felt less like forever, and more like an easier set of smaller goals.
Finally, he reached he reached it. "One.. hundred.."
He fell like a squashed bug again.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 9:11 pm
When Mot fell, Shun let out a breath and shook his head. Had he fallen during the actual work out, he would have force him to restart. But for now, he decided to give him a little slack.
"On your back. You're going to be doing 100 sit ups next," he stated while moving over, ready to hold his feet down. Normally he would be doing the curls on his own but... something told him he needed to keep an eye on this one.
"Come up all the the way. Chin by knees. Don't halfass it," he said flatly.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 9:19 pm
Was it break time yet? What more could one possibly do to themselves after all that? Mot rolled over, about to have a nice little rest. But no. Shun rained on that parade. "Wh--" No.. no complaining. He needed to learn not to complain. He was a man for Pete's sake!
"R-right." Mot replied, bending up his knees and placing his hands behind his head. He had to bring his head to is knees every time? Mot refused to let himself get dismayed. This was training. It was hard because it was the right thing. Like Life itself.
"Okay.." Mot calmed himself down, taking in a deep breath. He'd learned to breath properly from Mac. He'd just keep that in mind. Ten rounds of ten... Ten.. rounds of ten...
One.
Two.
Three.
Ow ow ow this is so hard I want to diiiiiie---
Ten.
Eleven.
Twelve.
KILL MEEEEEE---
Twenty Two..
Twenty Three..
Why have I not dissipated yet!?!?
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