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Ungulate Yoga, Tuesday, period 1

Duke was feeling much better after getting a good night's sleep. And doing some meditation that morning with the incense he'd gotten on the mainland helped, too. It'd helped so much, in fact, that when he got to his yoga class that morning and discovered the large above water pool that had been set up, he could only laugh.

"Porpoises," he said, when one of the pair of animals in the water swam up to greet him. "You don't even have feet," he told it, patting its little rounded face. "How the hell are you an ungulate?"

The porpoise spat a stream of water at him, and he laughed again.

When the students arrived, they were offered a set of pool noodles. "Hope no one minds getting wet," Duke called from where he was perched on the far edge of the pool. "Or is afraid of small whales. Today we're doing some aqua yoga. And, uh, careful around our new friends, here. They're not really meant to be kept in captivity. Hopefully they'll be released right after class, and have an exciting story to tell all their porpoise friends."

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Ready to get wet! (Or already there!)

Freya Crescent

Rosa Diaz

Danny Williams

Cait Sith

Alara Kitan

Alexis Rose

Elli

Beaker

Stark

Steve Rogers

Such as it is. Grab your pool floats or outright refuse to get in the water. . . .

Considering that Burmecia was constantly beset by rain, Freya was quite familiar with the term 'drowned rat,' thank you, and she hoped that it would be far less common epithet on this world.

Needless to say, though, the water wouldn't bother her, but she was feeling glad that she hadn't even bothered with her coat and hat today, and was already ready for anything in her t-shirt from last week's shenanigans and the pair of shorts she'd bought to go along with it, since her orange pantaloons didn't exactly seem to go with it very well. Her hair was even tied back a little, proving that she did, in fact, actually have a second eye hidden underneath all that, despite the fact that wearing her hair like that reminded her a bit too uncomfortably of dance lessons before she took her path to being a dragon knight.

Yeah, the porpoises and the water and the pool floats were the last things giving Rosa that look on her face, because this was hardly the attitude of someone whose girlfriend was quite possibly just island-napped, leading her to wonder exactly what it was that Duke was self-medicating with or if whatever had gotten into him was something that she should be worried about as the first traces of something about to go down on this island.

And that paranoid little thought made her realize that if something was on the way to go down, then she should probably actually talk to Crocker about it, but....ugh.

(How convenient, then, that Williams would go do the dirty work and talk to Crocker first, and then she could just eavesdrop...what? Talking to people sucked, and if other people who sucked were more than willing to do it instead...)

Edited 2020-05-19 12:15 (UTC)

"Nae! Nae!"

Cait wasn't going anywhere near the water.

"Ah wullnae dae it!"

“That’s fine, little buddy,” Duke said easily. “You can shine your light outside the pool if you need to.”

"Okay, but like, warning would have been nice?" Alexis said. "I could have prepared for water."

Now she had to redo her hair.

"It would have," Duke said with a shrug and a smile. "Guess we just need to be flexible in the mind as well as the body."

Oh! Well...

She certainly didn't mind the water--Elli was a strong swimmer--but she privately agreed with Alexis.

Warning would have been nice!

Stark was alternating between eyeing the pool warily, the porpoises delightedly, and the pool noodles with confusion.

Nobody had mentioned swimming. Or whatever it was that yoga in the water counted as.

Steve shrugged and then pulled his shirt off over his head and headed for the water. Sorry for the distraction, Alexis....

It's a nice, gentle flow. Very relaxing! And Duke's talking you through it like a stoned NPR host. There's a lot of talking very softly and soothingly about making your chest shine and radiating your love in various directions.

Was Beaker being bounced between three porpoises like a very meepy beach ball?

Yes, yes he was.

"That's it," Duke called to him. "Feel the flow!"

That was not a sanctioned yoga move.

Stark watched Beaker flying through the air, wondering if he ought to be concerned. Were the meeps a distressed sound? A happy sound? Just a sound?

His girlfriend's still AWOL. Maybe he's overcompensating on the shiny happy yoga instructor thing to get through class?

"What the hell, Crocker." When he said 'go take a nap' this was not what he expected to happen.

“Officer Williams,” Duke greeted, with a much less ironic smile than one might expect. “Good morning.”

Which was weird, by the way. Very, very weird. Go back to barely tolerating him. That was better than whatever this was.

"Detective," Danny replied peevishly. "Let me see your goddamn pupils."

That smile dropped juuuust a little. “Is there a problem here, Detective?”

He was genuinely confused. He was just very relaxed! He’d had a very hard week, okay?

"Yeah, follow my finger," Danny insisted, going with the field sobriety test. "You were a mess the last time I saw you. Consider this me being concerned."

He did concern in a very surly fashion.

Duke rolled his eyes and moved to smack Danny’s hand aside. “Yeah. But I found her, so now I’m fine.”

Well. He’d gotten a (pretty flimsy) lead on her, anyway.

Damn it, Duke!

"You found her? Oh, and you didn't think to tell anyone else?" Danny asked. "Where was she?"

Also, why wasn't she here right now, threatening him for getting all up in Duke's grill?

"I haven't seen her yet," Duke said, as though this was natural and obvious and not at all a giant red flag that he hadn't actually found her. "She's in Baltimore. I'm going to see her tonight."

"Okay." That did not fill Danny with warm fuzzies of a job well done. Oddly enough.

"Yes," Duke said, reaching to pat Danny on the shoulder. "It is. Everything is a-okay."

He was also a little bit stoned. That incense Jim had given him was something else.

"You know what, buddy? You are. . . ." He trailed off, his paranoia and dislike of cops generally battling with his shiny happy mood. ". . . A decent cop. Thank you."

"...yeah," Danny replied slowly and with heavy emphasis on his complete lack of belief in Duke's so called 'a-okay-ness'. "Okay. Here's what's gonna happen. I am going to come with you to go find your girl. And then, after that, you and I are gonna have a chat about controlled substances."

"You're welcome to join me," Duke said, smile back in full. "The more the merrier. I think you'll get a lot out of Jim's class."

This was going to go terribly.

"Jesus Christ," Danny muttered, covering his eyes because this was all too much to handle.

"No no no. It's only held in a church basement because that's where they could find space."

"I hate you so much," Danny replied with feeling.

Duke shook his head. "Yoga's not the place for hate, buddy. Let your love shine."

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