After completing his streaches he does a handstand and blances himself the starts to lift him self up and down in the postion, after that he gets on his back and does sit ups.
"Nothing like that." she said. A door was open down the hall and one could see music sheets hung up everywhere along the walls and a grand piano. There was a violin on top of the piano and a guitar in the corner. The music was all stuff she'd wrote.
It sounded almost as if a fight with onself was happening. It was soft and gentle, then it would become a bit more intense, but one thing was for sure, all of the chords held a sort of mysterious, dark twinge to them.
Taven leans in really close his lips almost touching hers then in the blink of an eye he was on the other side of the room. "im sorry i shouldnt have tried that,"