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6/21/2025, 11:27:19 PM
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“Today, we're going to do the physical training you do at home. But in this special, gravity-enhanced chamber.” you tell her, your granddaughter nodding. “So, what's first?”
“First? Umm, well, first we start with jumping jacks to warm up! A hundred of them!” she says, gaining confidence as she starts. You match her, going at her pace as you let her take the lead. At first she's enthusiastic, but as she counts past the thirties her pace begins to slow. “Thirty one! Thirty-ah-two! Thir-Three.”
“What's the matter? Not getting tired yet, are we?” you ask, seeing her grit her teeth at your question.
“No! I-I can do this!” she shouts, vigor renewed as she pushes herself. Counting up past the forties, fifties, sixties and seventies without slowing. Yet as she nears the end, once more her pace begins to slow. “Eighty five! Eighty si-six! Ei-seven.”
“Almost there, don't quit now.” you encourage, seeing the passion blazing in her crimson eyes as she powers through. Encouraging her right to the end. “That's it, ninety eight. Ninety nine!”
“ONE HUNDRED!” she exclaims, falling back flat on the ground as she finishes. Gasping for air, her tiny body heaving as she fights for breath. “Haaaaaaaah! Pheeeew! That's so much harder in here, in this gravity.”
“You did good, Meloka Wolbach.” you say, letting her recover as you stretch your arms and legs out. “So, what's next?”
“Next? Oh, right. We're just getting started.” she replies, pushing herself up to her feet, only to get back down on all fours. “Next is one hundred pushups!”
“Let's do it.” you reply, once more following her pace. Going through the pushups, as well as the rest of her daily workout that Chili has her doing. And while, to you, it's nothing. To your granddaughter, for her powerlevel and age, you think it's quite appropriate. And after half an hour she's again laying flat on her back, gasping for air as you turn the gravity chamber off. “Well done kiddo.”
“Th-Thank you.” she gasps out, eyes shut as she focuses on her breathing. But you can see the smile on her face, she clearly appreciated this. “It is. A lot harder. In here, and on your planet. Than back home. In dad's training chamber.”
“I bet. This planet's a little heavier than your home.” you reply, a sudden question coming to mind as you remember he also has a gravity chamber. One you're not entirely sure how he powers, on a planet that doesn't harness electricity. But you assume it comes down to 'its magic'. “Say, what do you usually train at? What gravity are you used to working out in?”
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“Today, we're going to do the physical training you do at home. But in this special, gravity-enhanced chamber.” you tell her, your granddaughter nodding. “So, what's first?”
“First? Umm, well, first we start with jumping jacks to warm up! A hundred of them!” she says, gaining confidence as she starts. You match her, going at her pace as you let her take the lead. At first she's enthusiastic, but as she counts past the thirties her pace begins to slow. “Thirty one! Thirty-ah-two! Thir-Three.”
“What's the matter? Not getting tired yet, are we?” you ask, seeing her grit her teeth at your question.
“No! I-I can do this!” she shouts, vigor renewed as she pushes herself. Counting up past the forties, fifties, sixties and seventies without slowing. Yet as she nears the end, once more her pace begins to slow. “Eighty five! Eighty si-six! Ei-seven.”
“Almost there, don't quit now.” you encourage, seeing the passion blazing in her crimson eyes as she powers through. Encouraging her right to the end. “That's it, ninety eight. Ninety nine!”
“ONE HUNDRED!” she exclaims, falling back flat on the ground as she finishes. Gasping for air, her tiny body heaving as she fights for breath. “Haaaaaaaah! Pheeeew! That's so much harder in here, in this gravity.”
“You did good, Meloka Wolbach.” you say, letting her recover as you stretch your arms and legs out. “So, what's next?”
“Next? Oh, right. We're just getting started.” she replies, pushing herself up to her feet, only to get back down on all fours. “Next is one hundred pushups!”
“Let's do it.” you reply, once more following her pace. Going through the pushups, as well as the rest of her daily workout that Chili has her doing. And while, to you, it's nothing. To your granddaughter, for her powerlevel and age, you think it's quite appropriate. And after half an hour she's again laying flat on her back, gasping for air as you turn the gravity chamber off. “Well done kiddo.”
“Th-Thank you.” she gasps out, eyes shut as she focuses on her breathing. But you can see the smile on her face, she clearly appreciated this. “It is. A lot harder. In here, and on your planet. Than back home. In dad's training chamber.”
“I bet. This planet's a little heavier than your home.” you reply, a sudden question coming to mind as you remember he also has a gravity chamber. One you're not entirely sure how he powers, on a planet that doesn't harness electricity. But you assume it comes down to 'its magic'. “Say, what do you usually train at? What gravity are you used to working out in?”
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