After an extensive training session Justin showered changed and strolled through the ship, headed nowhere in particular. Focused on the messes he needed to find solutions for, both for his peace of mind and to help his friends. So it was that he found himself in the quiet chapel, seated on one of the ire pews. Curiously he glanced about, wondering how he ended up there, first things first which meant heading to the Bridge to meeting with Libby.


-->> To the bridge
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 this  is the ships  Do-Jo..of  sorts..it was meant top be a chapel, but the preacher bailed..this building is now a Gym...

Hunter walks to the entrance and takes of his boots before entry, placing them to one side.
In with a small carry bag, then uses the changing area to change in to
a Light Gi, with black belt and two white strikes, at the other end is a single gold band.
He uses the wash areas to clean symbolically.
Then finds a quiet corner to kneel and meditate.
Eyes closed he contemplates his inner self.


I am one.
I am balance.
The waves flows the sand stirs and remains.
So shall I

Hunter consider the last 24 hours, the first was due to the fact of ignorance and assumption of danger facing both him and Xyran.
The second was his fault he should have checked the situation further before disturbing the situation.
"So learn Hunter or die", he snarls to him self.
Hunter rises fluid and deadly, his blade whips in a fast Iaido draw followed by a series of Kata's, as he works up a sweat.
Then sheathing the sword he moves into his martial arts kata, driving him self hard into each set seeking perfection and peace though his art.
Hunter continues for some time or until he is disturbed
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  2 Civies  walk in. They have  Duffel bags and Nod to  Hunter  as they cross the  floor tot he stairs going  down. Above ..what used to be  the Church proper," There are a few Green Half-angels using the  Archery 'range" with there bows.

 The  Civies  watch   Hnter for a second, then head down the stairs, as the doors is open, echos of Grunts and shouts  come from the doorway.

In reply to Hunter (msg # 43):

Hunters stops bows back , waits to see where they are going then continues

In reply to John Hunter (msg # 44):

Hunter drives him self hard each kata repeated till it is sharp and with out fault.
Then allows him self to come down of his high and reaches into his pack and removes a small stand and a polished piece of granite, and places it in front of him
and resumes the meditation once more.
As he studies the stone he considers Sensei's teaching
"Hunter San consider the stone, of your land it is hard unyielding yet water can break it time can shatter it".
"The way bends as it passes along the path what is true today is true tomorrow."
"Only our perceptions of the event alter."
"So be like the mountain aspen bend in the wind live and experience life".
"One does not live and learn by being immovable".


Hunter bows gracefully to a point some where unseen.
Then rises packing every thing away then going and showering.
------> to rec deck

Irina walked in wearing sweat pants, and sleeveless shirt with ESN in big black letters. She spent a few minutes cycling between various weight machines. After that the little Russian taped up her hands, and found a punching bag. A steady thump thump filled the air as Irina pounded the bag for all she was worth.

  Two men walked in, they headed to the  'swing  Pulleys'  and hooked up. Dummy Pulse  rifles where taken from a rack, and the  men, facing a mirror began practicing, close  combat, moves while the pulleys  resisted.

 ...Hey.....Hawk?....Guess what i heard....

 ..what's....that?...neil?

 ...The ...main force....they are....flying   in..with Volunteer fighter  Pilots....Shadow..was the first one to Volunteer...but..they still don't have ....enough  Pilots...

 they'll find....some....always...do...

---> from med tech 3 post #19

After swinging by her quarters and changing into clothes suitable for sparring and working out, she warms up going through various forms and patterns working on several dummies. Once warmed up she works on flexibility and strikes. If anyone comes in she offers to spar with them.

After completing an hour of training, Hawkeye wraps up her routine going through a short 20 minute yoga routine focused on cooling down. Once done she checks her comm as she heads back to the Med Lab for a quick shower and then decides to grab a quick bite at the rec deck. She sends Rolf a comm, asking if he wants to meet for dinner later in the evening.

---> Rec Dec Post 850 -->

-----> from non com thread

Going into the gym she looked around, seeing the remnants of what used to be a church set her are ease a bit. She began working out on freeweights for upper body since she was limited on lower body.

 The basement of the  chapel has  showers and lockers, males to the elft, females to the right. the  main floor  has padding for sparring  and    exercise. on either  sie  are free weights and benches...where the alter used to be  is the  bags and a  few other machines.

 on either side of the balcony are archery targets  set up, there are some Green Angel Rangers there   that  are either practicing   or teaching  troops  how to use   the bows they carry

After reaching muscle failure on the free weights gets some thin gloves, just enough to protect her flesh from the bags but no padding. She begins working the weighted bags doing a combination of elbows and punchs. "Jab, punch, hook, uppercut" she mumbles under her breath while throwing the combinations.

She continues to work the bag working in a few spinning backfists and elbows into the combinations. She is doing 3 minute rounds with 1 minute rest in between. While she is working she watches the archery going on across the room.

  there are a a handful of folks  working out, a few   going at it hard, others  just messing around staying Loose.

  a Wiry little MArine with too many tattoos comes over to Carmen,..you hit that bag pretty good? Can you hit a real

Garrat comes in, his tattoos glowing faintly, and lays into an wraps his hands.  He takes a deep stance in front of an available bag and slams it with concussive force.

Garrat's com link chimes
Garrat Hunter you wished to talk?

In reply to Carmen (msg # 53):

"Well yes usually, however doc told me to take it easy on the leg until tomorrow. But I'll be more than happy to go at it tomorrow morning. What'da say?"

  the overly tattooed  fellow nods,...you bet!..getting tired  of  tossing these big lugs  around.... he grins.

In reply to John Hunter (msg # 55):

Garrat coms John, "on my way, see you at the coffee shop."

In reply to Carman (msg # 57):

"Ok sounds good I am going to shower and get some breakfast."

She sticks her hand out to shake on it "I'm Carmen"

Then she heads to the showers. After she showers and gets dressed she head to breakfast.

----> exit to civie section
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In reply to Garrat Wolfrim (msg # 58):
 Hunter's message is short and to the point
"civi section coffee shop, I am talking to the owner"
Hunter out

Three quarters through his regular routine Ickababs com toned. Pausing he tapped the received button to read the message from John. Tapping out a Come as are or is there time to shower and change which he sent to the Sgt.

  Since   the  'holy Joes' failed to keep the chapel  going , which is  in the Civi section. It wa turned into  a smaller   work out place.

 The  upper  floor  where choir  and the like  would sit...has  beem  turned into archery ranges  alone  each side..  close  to  50  or60 yards  from where the archer  shoot, to the Butts...The Burian archers   use them,  Flores  practices here  as well.

  the   on each side of the main floor  are  small shower  areas  and  'box  lockers' Clothing has to be jammed in or policed on the  floor.

  free weights  and benches  are along the   wall.. to the left of the main doors are mats  for  Hand  to hand. to the right  is  a ring  for   Boxing .

Non-Coms Quarters

Having come across the former chapel during her walk last night, Tarja had felt that the space would be perfect for her small to train in without the whole world watching them or as a space for her to train and unwind in.

Dressed in a pair of lycra shorts and a vest top that nicely showed off her muscular arms and legs, Tarja would enter the gym  a little ahead of the others and begin arranging the mats out on the floor in preparation for the morning’s session.

------>>>>>>>> From Non-Com Quarters

 Meari walked in carrying a large duffle bag, and wearing skin tight spandex looking pants, and a spandex type top that worked as a bra as well, looks like maybe the Udenese equivalent of a sports bra, but covers a little less than the average sports bra.

 Meari put her bag down, she did have her combat boots on and her dual Udenese pair knives as well. This session was for Udenese Martial Arts so most likely no weapons training but she brought a few just in case someone wanted to try some of the other weapons she brought.

 Meari then began to stretch out, her powerful muscles on display with her tight outfit, Meari was extremely muscular but she was also very sexy and feminine it was a fine line Meari was walking though on being too muscular to be feminine and sexy.

 Meari then nodded at Tarja," Good morning Tarja, this was a very good idea, then we have the tunnel run tonight. Who has reported in that they are coming?"