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Post by Red Charge on May 25, 2013 14:04:06 GMT -5
When Red Charge was finally done with her for the day, she was completely unable to move, so much so he had to magically carry her home for fear that teleportation would kill her. He bid her goodbye and said she is to meet him again tomorrow early in the morning in the same place they met that morning, and then every morning after.
This was not going to be easy.
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Post by Selenia on May 31, 2013 17:12:36 GMT -5
And the break Red granted her was much needed, for she only just made it through the second half, read again, half of the training. The training regimen was intense, probably more so than what the soldiers who normally used the field endured, and when he finally called time and said it was over, Selenia just flopped over on the turf of the training ground, her legs unconsciously giving out from under her. Her muscles burned, her lungs burned, and she had a headache, but she was in bliss. Finally given a moment to breathe, she happily took it. Red said to wrap it up, but much to her chagrin, she couldn't move. Her aching muscles wouldn't respond to her commands. Red must have known, because, to much more of her chagrin, Red picked her up with his horn and levitated her all the way back home. She couldn't tell if anypony saw, but she could feel pairs of eyes on the two of them as they trekked back to her home.
Upon returning home, Selenia's body had settled enough that she could stand, albeit by leaning against the door frame, but she could stand. Red said something about meeting him again tomorrow morning in the same place she met him that very same day. And then the day after that, and the day after that, and again and again and again. After he waved goodbye, Selenia trudged over to her bed and collapsed onto it. "What in the seven hells have I managed to get myself into?" She groaned out loud, pressing a hoof to her face before rolling over and quickly dropping off to sleep like a rock.
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