 + a little catching up Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight
Yes. YES let's get MOVING. Abra didn't need to be told twice. Whether he was flying or jogging was a complete no-brainer too. It didn't matter that jogging would warm him up more, he was always an advocate for being in the air.
After they'd been given the all clear to start, Abra called his broom to his hand, mounted it, and kicked off. Normally, in practice, he didn't wear all the layers he wore to flying class because they got in the way of practicing actual tactical stuff, but lessons were different, and it felt woooonderful. Nice and toasty but with all the fun of flying.
Abra couldn't resist the temptation to fly the two laps as fast as he dared - considering his grip and control of the broom was a little compromised by his gloves and many layers - but 'as fast as he dared' was still pretty fast actually.
He finished the two laps reasonably quickly, and had to glance towards those around him to jog his memory regarding the other instruction they had been given, but once he remembered, Abra too switched to zigzagging his third and final lap. It was fun, and the urge to go quickly again was strong, but Abra tried to make it last a little longer just so he could stay in the air as long as possible, but of course he couldn't stay up there forever.
Dismounting back on the pitch, Abra turned his attention to Baldvinsson and prepared to stretch even though stretching was mega boring and he wished he could skip it every single time. He moved back and into a space so he wouldn't, you know, accidentally nail someone in the face with a flailing hand, and raised his arms to form the T shape. Circles, circles, circles with the arms, smaller then bigger. Was that ten? Maybe. It was close to ten, he wasn't really very good at keeping count, if he was honest.
Dropping his hands back to his sides, Abra cast another furtive look around at his classmates to make absolutely sure he was about to do the bow and bend thing right. Still sort of half side-eyeing those nearest him, Abra leaned forward towards the ground while reached for it, then straightened up, moved his hands to behind his hips, and pushed them forwards, arching his back. Merlin, that was a bit of a head-rush, right? Maybe... he should have gone a little slower. For the next few, he did just that, slowing himself down so he didn't get so dizzy he fell over, and feeling his body stretch and loosen up as he reached the (maybe) tenth and final bend.
Moving onto the body circles, again Abra waited until he was sure a bunch of people around him had also started before moving his own body. This time it wasn't that he wanted to check he was doing it right, he just didn't want to do it on his own and look like an idiot. He watched the others closely, moving his body in circles but not counting, and when the person nearest him changed direction, Abra did too. He stopped when they did, and that was him done. More or less.
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