Who: Vincent & ota What: crazy yoga poses Where: lobby, by the fountain When: 5ish Rating: tbd Status: incomplete
Vincent took a long breath, legs uncrossed, hands flat on the edge of the fountain casually. He'd returned from work a short while ago, and could have gone straight up to his room. That had been the plan, hoping that when he got back Dietre would still be there. However, he noticed the fountain, and without second thought he dropped his bag to the floor, and took to testing this new body's capability with more then just the basic yoga poses he'd been teaching much of the day. Mostly young women who took the class for the promise of muscle toning, many if not all completely ignorant of the religious roots. It didn't particularly bother him though, perhaps he would tell them the stories behind the many moves they practiced one day, but each had to find their own path. At least he was able to provide them with the basic methods should they one day decide to look for more then a six pack and firm bottom.
That aside, Vishnu moved his shoes aside, and returned his focus to his breathing. He'd started with simple stretches, but now he pushed himself up to balance on his palms, knees resting just above his ankles in a fun pose, one that despite all his encouragement no one at the so called 'advanced' class could manage. It was a shame too.
Meanwhile, one or two people passed. Other gods, no doubt, that he was not yet familiar with. There had been a party, but Vincent had been out most of the day and missed it. No matter, he would get to know them eventually. For now the few that passed just gave him curious looks and continued on their way.