2nd of Saun, 720th Arc
Late morning
Viden, Academy, Fitness Centre
He didn't like this place. Not because this place was a bad place or because everything in the room somehow got him upset. No. He didn't like it here because 'here' carried with it a lot of personal memories that he'd rather forget. Memories of him being in an even worse state than he was now. Luckily, most of the initial trials were barely a haze in his memories but even then there were bits and pieces there that he'd rather never remember ever again. Sintih's illusion took in a deep breath as the Ellune, Vesram, pushed Sintih's wheelchair through the door leading into the section of the fitness centre that was focused fully on the physical recovery of patients: the physiotherapy wing.
"Alright. Go and take a seat over there." Vesram's voice was deep, which went well with his large and muscular build. The Ellune pointed past Sintih to one of the many benches placed around the main room. Here, unlike most of the fitness centre, the floor was padded with mats and furs, to prevent further injuries when falling, something that happened a lot here. Something that Sin remembered doing a lot here. He put his weight on his hands and pushed himself out of the wheelchair. Using the cane to lean as he went, Sintih made his way over to the bench. The benches here were designed a little wider than regular and long enough for an adult male Eidisi to lie down on it without his feet or head touching the edges of it.
As he turned and sat down, Sin could see Vesram putting the wheelchair aside so it wouldn't be in the way of anyone else. There were a few others at work here but Sin had learned quite quickly that staring was appreciated even less here. The Eidisi nurse knelt down in front of him once he'd sat down properly. He'd managed to make her smile earlier but things between them were still quite strained, something that wasn't made any easier considering what he remembered was supposed to happen next. "I'm just going to move your legs a little for you. Just relax, try not too resist but let me know if something hurts or feels strained when I move it. Ok?" At least, Sin thought, she managed to sound professional. He nodded and placed his hands behind him on the bench, leaning back slightly. He remembered how this would go otherwise.
Lilea softly grabbed one of his legs and started to move it. This was called assisted movement or motion or something. Doctor Tholian had explained it all the trial before, which had mostly been a repeat of the explanation he'd gotten the cycle before. The movements started off small, tilting his foot, lifting his leg up, stretching it. None of it hurt or felt strained or anything, which meant no reactions from him, which meant she continued on to other exercises. Sin did his best not to look down on her too much while she working and instead studied the empty wall in front of him. Vesram stood a little off to the side, watching Lilea work and probably grading her as well. He could feel his leg being turned inside and hooked behind his other leg, in a sort of halfway lotus position, before being put back in place. The movement was repeated with his other leg.
As her hands moved across his legs, applying soft pressure in different areas and moving and pushing them around, Sin did notice he was beginning to react to her movements, although not a place that required any physiotherapy. No wonder he'd reacted so quickly to her touch the last ti- No. Nope. Sin cut off the thought by shaking his quickly, eyes closed. "Did that hurt?" Lilea sounded worried as she immediately froze, holding his leg still in its position. "No. Thinking me." He signed at her, his illusion picking up on the extra light being provided to the crystals in his face by blushing.
Late morning
Viden, Academy, Fitness Centre
He didn't like this place. Not because this place was a bad place or because everything in the room somehow got him upset. No. He didn't like it here because 'here' carried with it a lot of personal memories that he'd rather forget. Memories of him being in an even worse state than he was now. Luckily, most of the initial trials were barely a haze in his memories but even then there were bits and pieces there that he'd rather never remember ever again. Sintih's illusion took in a deep breath as the Ellune, Vesram, pushed Sintih's wheelchair through the door leading into the section of the fitness centre that was focused fully on the physical recovery of patients: the physiotherapy wing.
"Alright. Go and take a seat over there." Vesram's voice was deep, which went well with his large and muscular build. The Ellune pointed past Sintih to one of the many benches placed around the main room. Here, unlike most of the fitness centre, the floor was padded with mats and furs, to prevent further injuries when falling, something that happened a lot here. Something that Sin remembered doing a lot here. He put his weight on his hands and pushed himself out of the wheelchair. Using the cane to lean as he went, Sintih made his way over to the bench. The benches here were designed a little wider than regular and long enough for an adult male Eidisi to lie down on it without his feet or head touching the edges of it.
As he turned and sat down, Sin could see Vesram putting the wheelchair aside so it wouldn't be in the way of anyone else. There were a few others at work here but Sin had learned quite quickly that staring was appreciated even less here. The Eidisi nurse knelt down in front of him once he'd sat down properly. He'd managed to make her smile earlier but things between them were still quite strained, something that wasn't made any easier considering what he remembered was supposed to happen next. "I'm just going to move your legs a little for you. Just relax, try not too resist but let me know if something hurts or feels strained when I move it. Ok?" At least, Sin thought, she managed to sound professional. He nodded and placed his hands behind him on the bench, leaning back slightly. He remembered how this would go otherwise.
Lilea softly grabbed one of his legs and started to move it. This was called assisted movement or motion or something. Doctor Tholian had explained it all the trial before, which had mostly been a repeat of the explanation he'd gotten the cycle before. The movements started off small, tilting his foot, lifting his leg up, stretching it. None of it hurt or felt strained or anything, which meant no reactions from him, which meant she continued on to other exercises. Sin did his best not to look down on her too much while she working and instead studied the empty wall in front of him. Vesram stood a little off to the side, watching Lilea work and probably grading her as well. He could feel his leg being turned inside and hooked behind his other leg, in a sort of halfway lotus position, before being put back in place. The movement was repeated with his other leg.
As her hands moved across his legs, applying soft pressure in different areas and moving and pushing them around, Sin did notice he was beginning to react to her movements, although not a place that required any physiotherapy. No wonder he'd reacted so quickly to her touch the last ti- No. Nope. Sin cut off the thought by shaking his quickly, eyes closed. "Did that hurt?" Lilea sounded worried as she immediately froze, holding his leg still in its position. "No. Thinking me." He signed at her, his illusion picking up on the extra light being provided to the crystals in his face by blushing.
