Silver Rest
Kashyyyk
It was a second floor dojo. Quiet and tucked away from the bustling lower halls. Beige mats lined on the floor and it's red wooden walls were decorated with diverse ornamental weapons. Most were just for practice. Though, one or two were just for show.
Lynette walked past the empty mats and the tall wall mirrors, keeping just to one side. She moved to the end of the room and quietly opened the tall sliding doors that led out to the patio. Smiling and letting the cool breeze and outside air come rushing in.
"Ah. Much better."
She pressed the keypad nearer the wall. Lamenting that somebody had forgotten to turn off the heat from the last class. Blast. Darn hot yoga. Now her practice room was just too darn hot for it's own good. Bleh.
Mm. Ah well. Perhaps when Yuroic arrived they'd have the lesson outside. The covered patio area lead out to a flat rooftop balcony with plenty of room. She doubted he'd mind the change of pace anyway. The temperature would be perfect for a spar. Mm.
Lynette opened her long white shearling coat at the waist and fanned herself with her phone. Taking two steps outside to admire the view. It was just past lunch and the skies over Silver Rest were still hustling with shuttle traffic. Good. Hopefully that meant Yuroic would be on time.
Ah. She looked down at her phone. Speak of the devil.
Kashyyyk
It was a second floor dojo. Quiet and tucked away from the bustling lower halls. Beige mats lined on the floor and it's red wooden walls were decorated with diverse ornamental weapons. Most were just for practice. Though, one or two were just for show.
Lynette walked past the empty mats and the tall wall mirrors, keeping just to one side. She moved to the end of the room and quietly opened the tall sliding doors that led out to the patio. Smiling and letting the cool breeze and outside air come rushing in.
"Ah. Much better."
She pressed the keypad nearer the wall. Lamenting that somebody had forgotten to turn off the heat from the last class. Blast. Darn hot yoga. Now her practice room was just too darn hot for it's own good. Bleh.
Mm. Ah well. Perhaps when Yuroic arrived they'd have the lesson outside. The covered patio area lead out to a flat rooftop balcony with plenty of room. She doubted he'd mind the change of pace anyway. The temperature would be perfect for a spar. Mm.
Lynette opened her long white shearling coat at the waist and fanned herself with her phone. Taking two steps outside to admire the view. It was just past lunch and the skies over Silver Rest were still hustling with shuttle traffic. Good. Hopefully that meant Yuroic would be on time.
Ah. She looked down at her phone. Speak of the devil.
[member="Yuroic Xeraic"]