<div align="center"><em>Vincent and Abigale, morning wake up part 2 </em></div><hr/><hr/><br/>"Morning!"<br/>Vincent's arms shot out from under the blanket, he was not ashamed to be seen with Abigale despite her embarrassment. He sat up and smiles at the centaur, seeing his gaze fall on him he simply ignored it as he saw Abigale pad off into the main room.<br/>"We can finsh this up later tonight."<br/>Already he was planning on spending the night with her again, at least until he was set in his own cabin and had his own bed to drag her in with him. The young man stood up and stretched, grabbing his shirt as he pulled it on over his torso. On his way out of her room he gave her a pinch on the ass.<br/>"I am not a pervert..."<br/>He grinned at her before stepping out towards the communal bathrooms to shower up and change. Once more he used the clothes provided by the camp, finding himself going shirtless instead of wearing the ugly looking camp half blood tee. Feeling much more confident about the camp he walked up to a cabin that had the garage in it and after some introductions and a promise to return the tools, he was walking out with a tool belt and made his way back towards the cabins and areas he had been noticing were in dire need of maintenance. By the time he was back the cabin was mostly empty, which gave him all the space he needed to work. Whistling a tune he realized his i-pod was not in his pocket but shrugged as he recalled giving it to Abigale to hold. Despite all the activities he had heard about the night before, Vincent was much more happy tightening the bed frames, fixing the creaky doors and most importantly that window that jammed. After Hermes's cabin got some much needed elbow grease he would head to the communal showers and work on some of the stuff over there he had noticed needed a little attention hopefully finish in time for lunch.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div align="center">Ryu, morning workout and blissfully unaware people are looking for him. <br/></div><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><strong><em>Iti! Ni! San! Si! Go! </em></strong> <strong><em>Iti! Ni! San! Si! Go! </em></strong> <strong><em>Iti! Ni! San! Si! Go! </em></strong> <strong><em>Iti! Ni! San! Si! Go! </em></strong> <strong><em>Iti! Ni! San! Si! Go! </em></strong> <br/></div>Ryu's entire back and chest was damp with a morning sweat, the muscles of his body tense. He only wore a pair of black pants and foot wraps around his feet. His hair was drenched in sweat, the morning Katas had done their job. The voice of Sensei Oda, stopped, the video recording played on the tablet of his computer. The bald and fit looking man gave Ryu the time for a break, giving the young man a chance to control his elevated heart rate and breathing. His forearm wiped away the sweat from his forehead before the Sensei began, instructing the student in the much more slower and grueling katas of self defense. Every day it was a new set, never giving his body a chance to adjust to the routines. Because of the personal training he was well trained in hand to hand combat and even if he was in vacation in the states, his sensei would not allow him to slack off.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em><strong>ikkai.....ikkai....ikkai....ikkai</strong></em></div>Mimicking the pose and posture the man was taking, Ryu's hands moved with a slow and disciplined movement. His forearms tensed and revealed the tone and defined muscles of his entire upper body as he moved the full body movement of disarming an opponent before delivering a crippling strike to the neck and ending with a flip. Every movement had to be perfect and controlled, his body tired and being pushed past the comfort level that would create muscle memory. In the event he ever fought something unarmed he knew how to react, to bad Sensei Oda did not know how to train him against other world monsters, but Ryu had the confidence in his master's teaching that he could take on anything sent his way.<br/><div align="center"><em><strong>ikkai.....ikkai....ikkai....ikkai</strong></em></div><br/>The sun was slowly rising, adding more heat which meant he would be done soon. Until Sensei's video ended or the battery ran out, which ever came first.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/>Iti! Ni! San! Si! Go!-1,2,3,4,5<br/>ikkai- again, one more time!<br/><br/>