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thisavrou_log2016-09-30 06:35 pm
foodsofmypeople) wrote in thisavrou_log2016-09-30 06:35 pm
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Shoulder Pressing Pose [open]
Who: Kaidan Alenko
When: Right now
Where: All over the ship.
What: Someone is doing his assigned job - for a little while. He is also busily passing the time if he can help it.
Warnings: None at present.
[He hated his assigned job. While most of the time he tended to ignore it, just now and then his sense of duty got the better and as much as he hated it, he felt that he should partake in it. It was contributing to the well being of the ship, after all. That's what he kept telling himself as he knocked on various doors, dropping off clean laundry.]
Your laundry, ma'am. Your laundry, sir.
[It could be worse, he supposed. He could be ironing other people's underwear. That he refused to do.
Afterwards, he needed to relax. It wasn't that it was taxing, it was just a frustrating thing to do. So, he found a quiet space on one of the observation decks, and did what he'd always done since Brain Camp to relax himself. Yoga. An odd choice, perhaps, but it suited him. It had help him ground himself then, and it was now. All that had been going on wasn't too much, just... unsettling, and he didn't like it. After a good yoga session, he always felt more at ease with himself. Ready to face the next challenge.]
[ooc: Kaidan is eminently disturbable doing both things.]
When: Right now
Where: All over the ship.
What: Someone is doing his assigned job - for a little while. He is also busily passing the time if he can help it.
Warnings: None at present.
[He hated his assigned job. While most of the time he tended to ignore it, just now and then his sense of duty got the better and as much as he hated it, he felt that he should partake in it. It was contributing to the well being of the ship, after all. That's what he kept telling himself as he knocked on various doors, dropping off clean laundry.]
Your laundry, ma'am. Your laundry, sir.
[It could be worse, he supposed. He could be ironing other people's underwear. That he refused to do.
Afterwards, he needed to relax. It wasn't that it was taxing, it was just a frustrating thing to do. So, he found a quiet space on one of the observation decks, and did what he'd always done since Brain Camp to relax himself. Yoga. An odd choice, perhaps, but it suited him. It had help him ground himself then, and it was now. All that had been going on wasn't too much, just... unsettling, and he didn't like it. After a good yoga session, he always felt more at ease with himself. Ready to face the next challenge.]
[ooc: Kaidan is eminently disturbable doing both things.]
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Still, L is surprised to come across him doing yoga on an observation deck. Not in private, not in his room or in a gym, so Kaidan must find the deck and its panoramic views relaxing or pleasantly invigorating. That's interesting, since any number of people seem to feel exposed on the deck itself: it's beautiful but seems to induce a degree of anxiety in some of the crew.]
It's a nice view. Does it add something?
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The deck? It was what he was used to. Seeing the stars when they were travelling, seeing the scenery outside when they'd
crashedlanded? It was bliss to him. It was the closest he could get to home. He glanced up as the other man entered. He'd seen him around, at least. Probably even delivered laundry to him.]Oh, it reminds me of home. So yeah, helps me relax, I suppose.
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...Sorry. If you mind sharing, I can, uh- [ His thumb jerks behind him. ]
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No, it's fine if you don't mind sharing.