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Re: Fist of the Phoenix (xgkf) GMed by Takimaru
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At least another fifteen minutes passed before the first student, other than Sora and Akari of course, could bring themselves to stand. It was Souta. Upon seeing that he was among the few that managed such a feat, the corners of his mouth turned upwards, forming a triumphant smile.
"Yessss!" he said aloud, clenching his fist at shoulder level, as if proclaiming himself the victor of a contest that none had agreed on entering. "How do you like thaa--t... urk... huurrff..."
Then, Souta paused, his cheeks puffing up as his body sought to reject the contents of his stomach. Holding a hand over his lips, he somehow managed to run out to the corner of the courtyard with haste before throwing up onto the floor. "Bweeeeeeeeeh!!"
Several chuckles could be heard from Shin, Eiji and Ryuu, who were more often than not the 'jokesters' of the group.
Kyo sighed, sitting up and rubbing his forehead with one hand. "You're cleaning that up, right?"
"I-I'll help..." said Haru. Unfortunately, his willingness to help was stifled by his body's inability to overcome the massive muscle fatigue brought about from the day's grueling training session, and the smallest member of the group ultimately failed to stay up even long enough to walk. Falling onto his backside, he whimpered and put on a defeated look. "Oww... I'm sorry, just... give me a minute."
Walking over to the effeminate martial artist and placing a comforting hand on his shoulder, Sora shook his head. "Don't worry, Haru. I'll take care of it," assured the prodigy, who then moved to where Souta was hunched over to see how he was doing.
"Uh, I'll get the bucket and some water," offered Akio, who struggled a bit to get back to his feet, then slowly but steadily made his way into the house to fetch the desired cleaning materials.
With Akio and Sora assisting in the process, it wasn't too long before the mess was cleaned up properly. The others, after being given several more minutes to let their bodies recover, proceeded to help sweep the courtyard, then assist with other minor chores around the dojo, as well as the main part of the house itself. While some days required more clean-up than others, this was practically a daily routine for them, and thanks to the students' diligence in such manners, Akari's residence always appeared well-maintained.
Upon completion of their usual tasks, the first students to leave naturally included Eiji, Ryuu, and Shin, followed by the triplets. Take, Daichi, Haru, Akio and Kyo followed (in that order), with Souta not too far behind. The green-haired youth looked back over his shoulder to see Sora next to Akari, engaged in conversation. The mere sight of the two so close together caused him to huff quietly before plodding out past the gate with a somewhat crestfallen look.
Sora was not one to let such reactions from potentially jealous cohorts spoil the mood, however; that, or he hadn't noticed them, speaking to Akari in a most casual tone. "Not that conditioning days are ever really easy at the dojo, but something about today, maybe the weather, seemed hotter than usual. Speaking of which, I'd better get washed up as well..." Wiping the sweat from his brow with the sleeve of his outfit, he gave her an apologetic grin, as if his scent were anything to really complain about.
"I'm sure you're about as exhausted as I am right now, but I hope you have enough energy to enjoy the festival. Besides, if you're still sore or crampy tonight, we can always take it easy. I'll even carry you on my back, if I have to. Looks like we still have about... hmm, two hours or so left before anything starts, at the least, so... I'll meet you here at six?"
Unless Akari had anything more to say to him, Sora would then take his leave with a smile and a wave farewell, leaving the dojo's heiress free to take a bath as desired to relax her muscles some. Then there was the matter of selecting what clothes to wear. Traditionally, those attending the lunar festivals wore loose-fitting summer robes that Akari only had perhaps two of, though her mother did own plenty more. She could go with one of the two that she normally wore when going to the events with her parents, or ask Midori for help. Either way, two hours was just enough time to prepare, depending on how much of it Akari used to spend primping herself for the festival, if at all.
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Akari: HP = 76, PP = 33, EP = 33, Status = Fine
At least another fifteen minutes passed before the first student, other than Sora and Akari of course, could bring themselves to stand. It was Souta. Upon seeing that he was among the few that managed such a feat, the corners of his mouth turned upwards, forming a triumphant smile.
"Yessss!" he said aloud, clenching his fist at shoulder level, as if proclaiming himself the victor of a contest that none had agreed on entering. "How do you like thaa--t... urk... huurrff..."
Then, Souta paused, his cheeks puffing up as his body sought to reject the contents of his stomach. Holding a hand over his lips, he somehow managed to run out to the corner of the courtyard with haste before throwing up onto the floor. "Bweeeeeeeeeh!!"
Several chuckles could be heard from Shin, Eiji and Ryuu, who were more often than not the 'jokesters' of the group.
Kyo sighed, sitting up and rubbing his forehead with one hand. "You're cleaning that up, right?"
"I-I'll help..." said Haru. Unfortunately, his willingness to help was stifled by his body's inability to overcome the massive muscle fatigue brought about from the day's grueling training session, and the smallest member of the group ultimately failed to stay up even long enough to walk. Falling onto his backside, he whimpered and put on a defeated look. "Oww... I'm sorry, just... give me a minute."
Walking over to the effeminate martial artist and placing a comforting hand on his shoulder, Sora shook his head. "Don't worry, Haru. I'll take care of it," assured the prodigy, who then moved to where Souta was hunched over to see how he was doing.
"Uh, I'll get the bucket and some water," offered Akio, who struggled a bit to get back to his feet, then slowly but steadily made his way into the house to fetch the desired cleaning materials.
With Akio and Sora assisting in the process, it wasn't too long before the mess was cleaned up properly. The others, after being given several more minutes to let their bodies recover, proceeded to help sweep the courtyard, then assist with other minor chores around the dojo, as well as the main part of the house itself. While some days required more clean-up than others, this was practically a daily routine for them, and thanks to the students' diligence in such manners, Akari's residence always appeared well-maintained.
Upon completion of their usual tasks, the first students to leave naturally included Eiji, Ryuu, and Shin, followed by the triplets. Take, Daichi, Haru, Akio and Kyo followed (in that order), with Souta not too far behind. The green-haired youth looked back over his shoulder to see Sora next to Akari, engaged in conversation. The mere sight of the two so close together caused him to huff quietly before plodding out past the gate with a somewhat crestfallen look.
Sora was not one to let such reactions from potentially jealous cohorts spoil the mood, however; that, or he hadn't noticed them, speaking to Akari in a most casual tone. "Not that conditioning days are ever really easy at the dojo, but something about today, maybe the weather, seemed hotter than usual. Speaking of which, I'd better get washed up as well..." Wiping the sweat from his brow with the sleeve of his outfit, he gave her an apologetic grin, as if his scent were anything to really complain about.
"I'm sure you're about as exhausted as I am right now, but I hope you have enough energy to enjoy the festival. Besides, if you're still sore or crampy tonight, we can always take it easy. I'll even carry you on my back, if I have to. Looks like we still have about... hmm, two hours or so left before anything starts, at the least, so... I'll meet you here at six?"
Unless Akari had anything more to say to him, Sora would then take his leave with a smile and a wave farewell, leaving the dojo's heiress free to take a bath as desired to relax her muscles some. Then there was the matter of selecting what clothes to wear. Traditionally, those attending the lunar festivals wore loose-fitting summer robes that Akari only had perhaps two of, though her mother did own plenty more. She could go with one of the two that she normally wore when going to the events with her parents, or ask Midori for help. Either way, two hours was just enough time to prepare, depending on how much of it Akari used to spend primping herself for the festival, if at all.