Yoga in the McKinley Park

[Ram]

Ram stood on the outskirts of the park. Computers weren't really his thing, so he wasn't sure he was in the right place. He was definitely sure he didn't have the right stuff. No mat, no sweat pants. He was wearing his normal clothes which most people would read as homeless. However, they were his most worn in and thus most flexible. Well, as flexible as the Render got. Then there was the time. It was near morning but the sun had yet to rise. The people in charge not accounting for daylight savings time he assumed, but it still felt weird to be up this early.

He wasn't sure why he was so nervous. If was wrong then there was nothing to worry about. If he was right then it meant he'd found a group to practice with. A group of middle class housewives that were sure to notice the large muscled man that didn't have a flexible bone in his body.

"Damn," he muttered as he saw a person approach with a foam sheet.

They threw it open and it floated onto the cold nearly spring ground. More people seemed to materialize out of nowhere with more foam mats.

This was apparently the right place.

Why wasn't he happier?

He stayed at the edge, approaching only slightly as the leader begin to speak. Something about energy. Centering yourself. It was hard to listen.

Ram knew logically that no one cared who he was or how good he was. Emotionally though, shame coursed through him.

As he (and the group) got seated he did his best to funnel that feeling in anyway he could. Since strength nor Stone nor blessing couldn't help him the shame covered his scars. His horns. His mechanisms.

The Mask hardened and the yoga class began.

[Ram]

Book keeping

[Guru]

Guru had actually spent time as a Yogi, exactly for the middle aged housewives. But that had been another life another time ago. There was a chasm of time and memories between then and now, most of it lost in a haze of substance use. The Past was the Past though and so there he was at Yoga in the Park. He did Yoga on his own everyday, when there was one that popped up at a good location he decided to join.


He was there wearing black compression pants, black boxing shorts, and a matching compression top. Then on his feet were a pair of well worn Burkenstocks. He'd been on his mat in Lotus position practicing his breathing exercises as people began to mill in and about. Guru was focused, nothing would break his meditation that he did not want to. As things hit a crescendo he took in a breath and opened his eyes.


When he came to it went from a few people to many more. Class was starting and the guy next to him didn't have a mat. Guru looked over at him and looked up to the person leading the class and shook his head. "Hey, take it." He whispered over to Ram, slowly sliding over his mat as they were having the opening poses explained to them. "I won't need it, don't worry. Names Josh, just don't worry. Yoga is a wholly personal experience." He offered a friendly smile to Ram.

[Titania]

She wouldn't miss her daily yoga lessons for all the gold in the world.
Indeed what started as a joke quickly became a habit, and then an addiction. It helps her focus, keeps her in shape, and works wonders on pent up stress.
Doesn't hurt that she's made quick friends with some of the ladies and most of the guys, so much that sometimes she gets scolded for talking instead of keeping quiet.
She reaches the meeting place at exactly the right time, clad in tight fitting gray yoga pants and a white cropped tanktop, her white mat the companion of so many lessons and more.
She greets the self appointed yogi, exchanges a few polite words with some of her friends, before she drops the mat at her usual spot on the grass, on the furthest edge from the middle of the patch of grass, the last row, disappointing for her fans of course.
Except this morning she sees somebody familiar. No other than Andrew Sarcasious in person.
"Hi", she says with a smile, waving at the man from the distance. Looks like he's with a friend, and she doesn't want to intrude.

[Ram]

“Oh, no, that’s,” the large man gave a disconcerted grunt in the back of his throat as the mat was slid over over protest “Uh, thanks…Josh,” he acknowledged the cheerful guy who obviously had more experience than Ram at the yoga thing given clothes and ease.

“Andrew,” he said returning an uncertain smile and itching at his forehead, really hoping he wasn’t putting the guy out too much but willing to go with it since Josh seemed happy (and because he wasn’t exactly used to using the name still). “Thanks again.”

Then he noticed the dark blue petals floating on a gentle breeze. He grinned before even following them with his eye to their source, giving her best princess wave to draw his attention.

“Hey, Eleanor,” he called loudly and waved back to her with much less grace. He felt a bit caught. He would have like to go over and greet her, buuut he had just accepted a mat to sit on. It’d be rude to leave (or take wasn’t his with him. So, for now, he just smiled and waved.

Oh, and he should probably pay attention to what the instructor was saying.

[Guru]

"Hey it's not a problem at all Andrew. Glad to meet you, namaste man. Trying to make sure you have all the tools you need to find your balance. You need any help I got you." He offered another warm, wide smile. Any confusion at least went unacknowledged by Guru. Andrew looked like one of those world's strongest man competition kind of guys. Lot of bulk to be graceful around if you hadn't worked on it.


The set of waves wouldn't have normally kept his interest but the unknown party was hard not to notice. Even harder to take your attention away from. His zen broken when he said her name and his memory decided to take notice of it. Something about her was familiar too, was she a dancer? "Why don't you invite her over, it's a group class, yea?"

[Titania]

She waved her arm at him and his friend. Unwilling to be the first to break ice. Instead, she prepares for her daily yoga routine.

[Ram]

Ram gave a slight huff of a laugh at the offer of help but smiled to let Josh know it wasn’t meant to be mean “Pretty sure I’ll need time more than tools to find balance,” he said.

Ram didn’t want to pressure Titania into coming over if she didn’t want to. Though she’d probably do what she wanted. Still, met her eyes and gave a slight shrug and patted the ground nearby to let her know she was invited.

[Titania]

She flashes a big grin, before collecting her things and hastily parking her mat right besides the guys. "Hi Andy", she says cheerfully, slapping a delicate hand on his massive shoulders.
"Hello there", she says to the new guy, extending her hand. "Eleanor, pleased to make your acquaintance"

[Guru]

"Time and patience, foundation build on stone." He was at Yoga, he was allowed to pontificate here if anywhere. Offering a smile to Andrew and then Elanor in turn as she joined them. turning at the waist to shake her hand, a firm but genial shake. "Josh, nice to meet you Eleanor. Figured yoga pointers would be better with friends, yea? Like in any physical activity breathing is the first habit you want to develop. Keep your center of balance in mind and don't overstretch listen to your body it will let you know where the edge is."

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-03-22 16:15:10	Guru rolls 6 to Yoga (Dex + Athl) (10 Again)	2, 4, 2, 1, 3, 10, 9	2 successes

He instructed as he himself took in a deep breath before taking the first pose exhaling as his own body stretched out falling into the pose as he was comfortable with through muscle memory. Pushing at it for a few seconds trying to see if he could stretch further before returning to the position before. "Though I still prefer a good run." He said once he was at a more relaxed posture.