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Myainsel Of Baltmur
 Posted: Sep 30 2017, 02:30 PM
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Several centuries not only dead but dismembered (in hindsight he should probably have stopped talking when his manual handling instructor’s face went pale but he thought it had actually been pretty cool that if you pressed different parts of his heart you could basically rearrange an entire dungeon full of traps) Myainsel had not expected to have to worry about a physical form again. He’d devoted some thought as to why he’d appeared in a form closely matching his physical body on the purgatory place – he’d been there for centuries and had thought about a lot of things he’d usually have shrugged off in favour of something more immediately practical, which was possibly how he’d got himself into that mess in the first place – and had studied what was done to his remains with interest, frustration and fury, but he’d never considered having a physical body back.

He was dead, why would he?

But here he was, not only not dead but in a whole new world armed with a very living and damageable body which he’d rather not tear to pieces. Time had given him the luxury of choosing to forget a lot of his youth – when he’d been alive he’d needed to remember who everyone was and what they’d done to each other to keep his rebellion on track and later his country safe, forgetting who’d run the major auctions and who’d whipped him to the bone would have been stupid while they were all still alive – but what he did remember was pain. A fair amount inflicted by beatings, but a lot of it from the heavy manual labour he’d been forced to do every day without rest. Had he stayed in that life, unless he’d revealed that he could read and secured a job doing something related to that like teaching the household children or acting as a scribe, he’d have been crippled by the time he was thirty. Not that he’d have known when he was thirty, birthdays not being a thing for slaves, but he’d seen to many people go that way, wear and tear and accidents driving them to early graves. These days he wasn’t expected to haul endless buckets of water, cart crates around or harvest crops by hand, but he was in a line of work where he had the dubious pleasure of moving around people who were ill, injured or otherwise uncooperative and was therefore still quite likely to do himself an injury.

The rules and regulations of manual handling (always explained, demonstrated and practised in a large room with cooperative people) had met the reality of his job and been found wanting, although he didn’t think he could blame them for the time he’d wrenched his shoulder with the swan because that was apparently something of a one off. He hoped, anyway, because he had no wish to tangle with such a large and bad-tempered bird again if he could avoid it. In any case, he’d rapidly found that if someone could become unwell or injure themselves in an awkward position, they would do so. Toilet cubicles were shaping up to be a favourite, leaving Myainsel and his colleagues the choice of trying to cram an extra person or two into a space barely big enough for one or try and get their patient out of the cubical in very non-manual handling approved ways, and aside from the shoulder he’d already yanked his back a few times. Only minorly, but the stiffness in the morning certainly made getting up an adventure he could do without.

So, responsible paramedic that he was, he’d researched, come up with a plan and signed up for a yoga class. Not something he’d heard of before but the stretching was supposed to be helpful and he’d got nothing to lose so he’d booked a place in a local class, invested in a cheap pair of sweatpants and turned up ten minutes early as requested to fill out health and safety paperwork.

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 Posted: Oct 5 2017, 04:34 PM
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Chloe was waiting patiently for paperwork to be filled out - a suggestion by her boss in case anyone got the weird idea that if the attempted a backbend and hurt themselves in the process that she wouldn’t be held liable for their injury. Not that Chloe minded - she really only had a few dollars, a ring, necklace and earrings to her name as far as possessions went. Of course she had the clothing she had bought for her job, but in actuality, she had gone from being semi-wealthy, to almost complete poverty in one fell swoop. She would make it back, that much was certain. She was a hard enough worker, and she had a real job now, that paid her decently, and things seemed to be on the up and up. She paused by a newcomer, apparently word of her morning classes was spreading, which made her happy - it wasn’t every day that she got to share her love of the limbering exercise with everyone - not the mention that having a little bit of extra cash always helped.

”Having issues with anything? She asked quietly to Myainsel. Some of the people who showed up didn’t always know what to put down for some of the questions, so she usually would look for some who might have confused looks on their face, or took a little longer than normal to fill out the paper work. She didn’t mind, she had spent a good deal of time explaining where she was from to several people already, and she prided herself that she was becoming rather adept at finding good analogies that everyone seemed to understand. ”Sometimes people run into trouble with the disclaimer saying that if they injure themselves trying to do something I show, that they are liable for attempting it, not myself.” Chloe’s brow furrowed some, she never liked explaining that one, because a lot of times people didn’t want to hear about limitations, or even admit their own limitations to themselves.

She didn’t like having that conversation at all.

”But, the rest of it is pretty straight forward. Let me know if you have any questions about it. You’re a new face. I’m Chloe, I teach the class.” Chloe held her hand out, for a handshake, something that she had found seemed to be a pretty normal greeting across everyone she had met so far. Sure, there had been some awkward forearm gripping with a few people, but, truth be told, the handshake seemed to be universal.

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 Posted: Jan 1 2018, 10:52 PM
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Some parts of the form were easy enough, although when he'd first arrived they'd caused far more serious problems. Name and date of birth, for instance, had taken a while to sort out and had eventually resulted in him being handed a random name generator (which he'd ignored because Wyrill Tigersoul? Really?) and a dartboard he'd hurled projectiles at until he'd got enough of the right numbers to give him a date for a birthday. So far, so straightforwards and he'd written them both, plus home address, contact details and emergency contact, on enough forms recently to have it all committed to memory.

But any health problems? Injuries? Well, not now, although given his line of work that was possibly going to be a daily reassessment, but he'd been dead for centuries. Did that count? He had no idea what, if any, side effects there might be in the long run. And what exercise did he do during the week? Did they count running around lifting people, carrying heavy boxes and legging it across fields because heavens forbid anyone have an accident right by a parking space? That got his heart rate up, sure, but to his way of thinking that was work, not exercise, and usually happened in short busts rather than the twenty minutes on the form.

The woman running the class must have seen his confusion at some of the more technical jargon because she came over to help - something he did honestly appreciate even if the translation just made him raise his eyebrows a bit. So she was leading the class and if they tried to do what she did and hurt themselves it was their fault for attempting it? Well, they'd best hope that she was a lot more sensible in what she attempted than he'd ever been with anything he attempted then. Not that being more sensible than he was was a huge challenge. "So how do we know when not to copy you then?" He asked, because knowing his luck it wouldn't be anything so obvious as her suddenly putting a foot behind her head and carrying on talking as if nothing had happened.

"Myainsel." He said studying her hand for a moment before taking it and shaking it. There'd never really been a standard greeting he'd used in his life, just different greetings dependent on different people. Some he'd kissed, some he'd thumped, a couple he'd sarcastically saluted and grinned at them when they shot him withering looks. But, handshaking here seemed to be a thing and he wasn't averse to touching people, so he was learning. "I only got here recently."

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 Posted: Jan 13 2018, 12:41 PM
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Chloe laughed, her smile almost infectious as it creased the skin around her eyes – a true smile. She nodded at the thought, yes, many tried to copy just how flexible she was, and sometimes ended up hurting themselves in the process – that was the thing. It was inevitable that someone was going to overestimate their ability – she’d seen it before in hero types – and end up with a pulled hamstring or a crick in their neck for a day or two before the muscles would relax and let the person move again normally for the most part.

”Well, if it’s something too advanced I won’t be showing it, unless asked and I usually caution someone beforehand that a specific pose took me a long time to get right, there’s one I’ve been working on for three years to master. It’s not something everyone can pick up overnight, or will ever be able to completely master, the point of it though is to help you feel better, and to push yourself a little bit further each time you practice, if that makes any sense.” She smiled at the handshake and the name. ”A pleasure to meet you Myainsel.” Chloe knew about the sense of being misplaced by just arriving, she had only been here a little while herself, and so she could fully sympathize with anyone just showing up.

”Did you have yoga in the realm you’re from?” As much as it had amazed her, she’d gotten some yes-es here lately, which made her have hope that eventually she may run into someone that knew about the place she and the others of her realm were from – maybe an update on whether her favorite movie series had finally gotten its second installment, or a myriad of other questions she might have for someone about her home realm. ”I only ask because sometimes people know what it is, and the health benefits that it has on a person. Better breathing, an inner sense of calm from being able to slow down and just work the body, and of course, it helps with lean muscle because you use the weight of your body as resistance instead of heavy weights, just to name a few. Sometimes people come for the calm, other times they’re here for the flexibility, and others yet for the workout. It’s all dependent on what you want to get out of the class.” It wasn’t really a class either – Chloe had no credentials back from her home realm like most yoga teachers had to have – but until someone who had actually gone through the 40 hour classes and certification, she’d do her best, and her best would be to show people poses and make sure they didn’t hurt themselves. Maybe slowing some of these hero-types down for a little bit would do a world or wonder for their mental health – at least, that’s what Chloe kept telling herself.

”When you’re done with the form, just set it over on my notebook on the park bench, then when you’re ready, come join us on the grass. First starting out, I’d suggest being barefoot, it helps you balance better because you’ll really be able to plant your foot and make a stable base for yourself before anything that requires a lot of balance work. And… the grass is a little more forgiving on falls than the concrete walkways are.” Chloe flashed him a wide grin then, looking down at her own bare feet, then back up to his face.

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