I Was Just Going to Dance Class!
Part 5
"Subby, what is this place?" Brianna called. Sub-Zero jogged up to where Brianna was. "This is the meditation room," he explained. It was covered from floor to ceiling with flowers. "It's beautiful," she commented in awe.
"This is where you will meditate at least twice a day. To be a successful fighter, one must have a clean and free soul," Sub-Zero explained. "How do you 'meditate'?" she asked. "You get into a position, close your eyes and relax."
"Come see the gym," he instructed.
Brianna was lead to a large room that had almost every piece of equipment ever made. "Here," Sub-Zero walked over to a punching bag. "Hit the bag as hard as you can." Brianna whacked the side of her fist against the bag. Sub-Zero laughed. "Try it like this," he shot his hand out and punched the bag, hard. "Oh, okay," Brianna repeated the motion. "OWWW, FUCK!" she screamed as she hurt her hand. "So I have this to look forward to first thing in the morning?" she asked. "Yes," he answered. "Hold up," Brianna rushed to her room and got her bag. "Let's get some music goin up in this bitch!" she laughed.
"What a feeling
Here's believing
I can have it all now I'm dancing for my life
Take your passion and make it happen
You just come alive
You can dance right through your life!" the speakers blared. "What is that?" Sub-Zero asked. "Flashdance," Brianna said. "Do you have a locker room or something?" Sub-Zero nodded and pointed to a corner of the gym that had a doorway in it. "I'm gonna go change," she smiled brightly.
In an instant she was back, decked out in a blue sports bra and pajama shorts. "So do I have to grab a fly from your hand or what?" Sub- Zero smiled. "You are a very humorous girl," Sub-Zero commented. "I'm a woman, not a girl," she told him stubbornly. "That you are. I apologize." Brianna grinned. "Now, let's get you started on the bag," he instructed.
~*~*3 Hours later.~*~*
"Sub-Zero, can we pleeeeeaase stop? Look, the thing up there says we've been practicing for 3 hours!" Brianna whined. "Alright, I guess we could meditate now," Sub-Zero gave in.
Brianna walked to the Meditation Room with Sub-Zero at her side. As she walked in, Sub-Zero dimmed the lights and lit some incense. He showed her how to sit and how to hold he hands.
"Now, close your eyes," Sub-Zero whispered. Brianna did as she was told. "And imagine yourself on a secluded beach. You're all alone except for the sand underneath you, the sunset breeze in the air, and the relaxing sound of the ocean," he told her. Brianna smiled, thinking about how ridiculous t was, but didn't say anything; she had come to the conclusion that Sub-Zero took the mediation thing very seriously.
She could tell he was very close to her because she could feel his icy breath on her face. Once he could tell she was lost in the trance, he backed away.
Part 5
"Subby, what is this place?" Brianna called. Sub-Zero jogged up to where Brianna was. "This is the meditation room," he explained. It was covered from floor to ceiling with flowers. "It's beautiful," she commented in awe.
"This is where you will meditate at least twice a day. To be a successful fighter, one must have a clean and free soul," Sub-Zero explained. "How do you 'meditate'?" she asked. "You get into a position, close your eyes and relax."
"Come see the gym," he instructed.
Brianna was lead to a large room that had almost every piece of equipment ever made. "Here," Sub-Zero walked over to a punching bag. "Hit the bag as hard as you can." Brianna whacked the side of her fist against the bag. Sub-Zero laughed. "Try it like this," he shot his hand out and punched the bag, hard. "Oh, okay," Brianna repeated the motion. "OWWW, FUCK!" she screamed as she hurt her hand. "So I have this to look forward to first thing in the morning?" she asked. "Yes," he answered. "Hold up," Brianna rushed to her room and got her bag. "Let's get some music goin up in this bitch!" she laughed.
"What a feeling
Here's believing
I can have it all now I'm dancing for my life
Take your passion and make it happen
You just come alive
You can dance right through your life!" the speakers blared. "What is that?" Sub-Zero asked. "Flashdance," Brianna said. "Do you have a locker room or something?" Sub-Zero nodded and pointed to a corner of the gym that had a doorway in it. "I'm gonna go change," she smiled brightly.
In an instant she was back, decked out in a blue sports bra and pajama shorts. "So do I have to grab a fly from your hand or what?" Sub- Zero smiled. "You are a very humorous girl," Sub-Zero commented. "I'm a woman, not a girl," she told him stubbornly. "That you are. I apologize." Brianna grinned. "Now, let's get you started on the bag," he instructed.
~*~*3 Hours later.~*~*
"Sub-Zero, can we pleeeeeaase stop? Look, the thing up there says we've been practicing for 3 hours!" Brianna whined. "Alright, I guess we could meditate now," Sub-Zero gave in.
Brianna walked to the Meditation Room with Sub-Zero at her side. As she walked in, Sub-Zero dimmed the lights and lit some incense. He showed her how to sit and how to hold he hands.
"Now, close your eyes," Sub-Zero whispered. Brianna did as she was told. "And imagine yourself on a secluded beach. You're all alone except for the sand underneath you, the sunset breeze in the air, and the relaxing sound of the ocean," he told her. Brianna smiled, thinking about how ridiculous t was, but didn't say anything; she had come to the conclusion that Sub-Zero took the mediation thing very seriously.
She could tell he was very close to her because she could feel his icy breath on her face. Once he could tell she was lost in the trance, he backed away.