Post by Janika M. 'Eldreich' on Oct 17, 2015 22:35:53 GMT -5
"I hope you ate a good breakfast, Janni. Today I'm putting you through The Gaunlet~! I set it up years ago in my 'I wanna be on that American Ninja show' phase. Haha. I want you to focus on speed here, sis! I'll be timing you.. Over 10 minutes and you are cooking me dinner tonight~!"
Esellia would let out a playful laugh as her right hand extended. A little black stop watch with silver numbers and a blue back light, was what she held in her grasp. Janika stood a few feet to her elder 'sisters' left, those large violet hues beeming toward the towering contraption she was about to attempt to conquer.
Til this day, Janika had never been to this part of Esellia's training compound. She had only ever entered the swimming pool area on the other side of the warehouse-esque training facility Hammond had built for Esellia a while back. Now she stood trying to map out this odd obstacle course. This was not going to be easy.
"A-Are you crazy!? 10 minutes, I've never done this before!"
"Tough tittie, chicky. I don't want to hear 'I can't do this'. Kick those thoughts out of your head right now and get to the top!- Starting now~!"
She's right.. Anything is possible!
Janika didn't waste a second. The young Serbian girl kicked off, dashing forward and up a small ramp. Stomping down near the endx she would spring herself up into the air, grabbing a hold of the first set of monkey bars. Using her first swing, she would launch herself half way through the bars, before taking them one at a time. At the end her final swing would land her on an elevated platform about ten feet off the ground.
Janika would land in a crouch, immediantly throwing her upper body forward and propelling her toward the end of the walk way, before she would leap again. Clear ing a five foot gap, the girl would land upon a raised balance beam. Arms extending at her sides, the violet haired teen would gracefully speed walk thr balance beam, before jumping once again.
Her hands would grasp for the net in front of her and begin pulling herself up toward the next level. Her breathing was getting heavier, beads of sweat were beginning to form on her body and she was already beginning to feel her muscles burning. From below she would hear her adopted sister yell out .
"One-Thirty~! Grrreat timing, Janni. Keep pushing yourself! The fun part is coming!!"
Oh god.. This is going to get rough, I can tell. Huffing, the girl would reach the top of the net and pull herself up onto her feet. She would cast a glance downward, quickly returning focus to the course in front of her. In front of her were a series of both horizontal and vertical spinning tubes with bars extending out from multiple angles. Sucking in more air, she began to push forward.
The first two rest horizontally, Janika's approach was simple. She would leap over the first, landing on her hands and pushing off to flip over the second, lower bar trap. The third spun over head, vertically. The Serbian girl would move from the hand stand flip into a roll, sliding upon her back to slip underneath it. She would then find herself dropping all of the sudden, her body continuing to slide downward, the pace picking up rapidly.
Her eyes would catch sight of the level bottom of the 'slide' she had just taken, however there was no platform to land on. Instead those sharp eyes would catch sight of three large ropes hanging in front of her. In preparation for the jump she had to make, she lifted her upperbody, resting on her elbows and bending her knees. As the slide leveled out, Janika would jump and throw her arms out in front of her.
The young girl groaned as she nearly missed the rope, barely managed to catch it near the bottom. However she wouldn't be able to release on her first swing. Instead she would allow the rope to swing back the opposite way, before letting go upon her second swing. This time she had managed to get a better grasp on the rope swing, allowing it to propel her forward to grab the third and final rope.
"That-a-girl, Janni! Excellent. Just hit three~! This ones a doozy!"
Janika would realize what she meant. As she swung on the third rope, her eyes caught sight of the elevated trampoline below her. Gulping air, she would close her eyes and release. Before impact those violet eyes would snap open and she braced her legs for the reaction the was bound to come. The trampoline would stretch, dropping low before rocketing the teen into the air. An audible gasp would escape Janika's mouth as she went skyward. Think quick, Janni- The net over head!
Reaching upward, fingers spread wide open, the Serbian teen would manage to grasp a hold of the hanging net. Her sight would drop downward as she realized just how high up she was. But time wouldn't wait for her. She knew she had to keep going. Esellia was so picky when it came to dinner!
Janika would glance over her shoulder before turning herself around and working her way across the net toward the next section of this insanely high-risk training exercise. She would make it toward the platform, releasing her hold on the net and landing in a crouch. She would shake her sore arms out, the sweat on her body now clearly soaking the material of the all red full body, form fitting leotard she wore. Her lungs working over time suck in oxygen.
In front of her now, was a bunch what looked to be 'steam rollers', the large metal cylinders would likely roll when she began to cross, so she knee she had to keep good balance and momentum, while remaining light on her feet. Wasting no more time, the girl set about her next task.
"Don't forget the gloves at the end!
At first she hadn't noticed it, but with closer observation she could see a pair of black gloves hanging above the last 'steam roller'. And with that she took off. Her pace started off sloe, arms to her sides again as she hopped on the first one, maintaining her balance before jumping to the second. On and on she would gp, her pace picking up with each jump before she reached out and grabbed the gloves, landing at the end of the platform.
Agile fingers would quickly slip the gloves at and with a glance at the strange suction cups on the under side of the gloves, she put two and two together with the flat extended wall in front of her. Without thinking twice, Janika would jump forward and slap her hands against the wall as her feet dangled below her. Groaning, she would work her way up the wall as quickly as she could.
"So far so good! I knew I did right by you, Janni~! Four-Ten!"
Nearly every muscle in her body was sore, but she continued to push through like the soldier-at-heart she was. Her violet hair darkened and matted, sticking to the side of her face as aahe pulled one hand off, rqise and pressed, before she pulled her second off and repeated, pulling her body weight as she did. Reaching the top, she strained as she pulled herself up, staring to what lay ahead as she removed the gloves and sweeped her sweat drenched hair from her face.
Esellia was clearly trying to push Janika to her limit and she wasn't too far from it now. Her 'sister' had always been tough on her, but she knew that it wasn't without reason. She knew Esellia just wanted her to be the best she could. To face adversity and overcome. Even something like this could be toppled if she could will it. She had made it this far, she wasn't about to give up.
Once again she would approach a balance beam with a small bounce-step at the end of it. Much like the last time, she would proceed to cross it. Only went she reached the middle it began to shake. The sudden change took her by surprise. If her arms hadn't instinctively grabbed a hold of the beam, she would have plummeted to the ground. Too close-a call!!
Janika would seeth as she yanked herself back up onto the beam. That wqs a really sneaky trick. It had nearly cost her life. But she would raise up again and continue progression. Moving toward the bounce-step, she would leap and land on it. The spring board would launch her forward. Janika's tired arms grabbing for the steel bar a head of her. Once she knew she had a secure grip, she looked upward. It was like doing pull-ups, but there were multiple brackets which lead to the top of this 'tower'.
"Seven minutes.. Almost done Janika! I'm so proud of you~!"
She would pull herself up, before pulling the bar away and lifting it up and slaming upon the next bracket. She would continue making her way to the top, pushing herself to the brink of exhaustion and muscle failure. But against all odds, Janika would reach the top, barely able to hold herself any longer.
"Grab the harness above you, Janni. Then jump! You'll be safe, I promise!"
Holding on with her left arm, she would pull herself up, failing on her first attempt to grab the harness, which seemed to be attached to a bungee cord. The second time she got it though, and would work to pull it down and clip it around her torso. Just in time too, she would use the last bit of strength she had to swing forward and allow her free-fall to begin.
Down she went, the air brushing against her wet face and body as she dropped from the sky. The feeling was actually quite amazing. However as she neared the ground, her eyelids would close to hide those deep pupils. Trusting in Esellia's words, she would close her eyes and enjoy the feeling of flight. She would soon feel the tension in the cord build and her body shift.
Opening her eyes, she would see Esellia waiting below her. As the cord stretched to it's limit, Janika's adopted sister would snap her right hand out and grab the cord, her left hand deftly moving to snap the safety switch on the harness and allow the bungee cord to zip back toward the top.
The exhausted Serbian girl would hit the floor with a slight thump, landing upon her stomach with an 'oomph', spread eagle and arms limp above her head, she would groan as she sucked in air. Esellia would crouch down beside her, unclasping the harness and toasing it off to the side.
"Wow, Congrats girl! Nine minutes, five seconds.. That was really good for your first try, Janni! Guess you don't have to cook me for this night.. Dang it.."
"D-Don't even.. T-Talk to me.. Right now.. I'm going to be.. s-sore for weeks.." Janika's weakened voice would speak between breaths, her eyes reclosing as she laid there upon the ground, simply not wanting to move at all. "Y-ou are so.. C-carrying me.. She would remain limp, even as Esellia scooped her up and began to carry her under her arm back toward the estate.
"I got you, hunny. I think you're going to need a nap! Shucks- Guess I'm eating alone tonight.. Oh well~! More for me!"
-----Somewhere Else----
"Sir, the session went well. She finished in under ten minutes. Very few mistakes. She is clearly progressing well under Major Esellia's tutelage."
"As I predicted. I wouldn't expect anything less from 'The Fade'. That was why I enlisted her in the first place."
"Aye- Transfering video footage and biometric data. You should be able to examine it within the hour, Dr. Eldreich."
"Splendid. Continue surveillance, 'Z'. Keep me updated. I won't be returning home for a little while."
"Will do, sir. Stay safe."
Esellia would let out a playful laugh as her right hand extended. A little black stop watch with silver numbers and a blue back light, was what she held in her grasp. Janika stood a few feet to her elder 'sisters' left, those large violet hues beeming toward the towering contraption she was about to attempt to conquer.
Til this day, Janika had never been to this part of Esellia's training compound. She had only ever entered the swimming pool area on the other side of the warehouse-esque training facility Hammond had built for Esellia a while back. Now she stood trying to map out this odd obstacle course. This was not going to be easy.
"A-Are you crazy!? 10 minutes, I've never done this before!"
"Tough tittie, chicky. I don't want to hear 'I can't do this'. Kick those thoughts out of your head right now and get to the top!- Starting now~!"
She's right.. Anything is possible!
Janika didn't waste a second. The young Serbian girl kicked off, dashing forward and up a small ramp. Stomping down near the endx she would spring herself up into the air, grabbing a hold of the first set of monkey bars. Using her first swing, she would launch herself half way through the bars, before taking them one at a time. At the end her final swing would land her on an elevated platform about ten feet off the ground.
Janika would land in a crouch, immediantly throwing her upper body forward and propelling her toward the end of the walk way, before she would leap again. Clear ing a five foot gap, the girl would land upon a raised balance beam. Arms extending at her sides, the violet haired teen would gracefully speed walk thr balance beam, before jumping once again.
Her hands would grasp for the net in front of her and begin pulling herself up toward the next level. Her breathing was getting heavier, beads of sweat were beginning to form on her body and she was already beginning to feel her muscles burning. From below she would hear her adopted sister yell out .
"One-Thirty~! Grrreat timing, Janni. Keep pushing yourself! The fun part is coming!!"
Oh god.. This is going to get rough, I can tell. Huffing, the girl would reach the top of the net and pull herself up onto her feet. She would cast a glance downward, quickly returning focus to the course in front of her. In front of her were a series of both horizontal and vertical spinning tubes with bars extending out from multiple angles. Sucking in more air, she began to push forward.
The first two rest horizontally, Janika's approach was simple. She would leap over the first, landing on her hands and pushing off to flip over the second, lower bar trap. The third spun over head, vertically. The Serbian girl would move from the hand stand flip into a roll, sliding upon her back to slip underneath it. She would then find herself dropping all of the sudden, her body continuing to slide downward, the pace picking up rapidly.
Her eyes would catch sight of the level bottom of the 'slide' she had just taken, however there was no platform to land on. Instead those sharp eyes would catch sight of three large ropes hanging in front of her. In preparation for the jump she had to make, she lifted her upperbody, resting on her elbows and bending her knees. As the slide leveled out, Janika would jump and throw her arms out in front of her.
The young girl groaned as she nearly missed the rope, barely managed to catch it near the bottom. However she wouldn't be able to release on her first swing. Instead she would allow the rope to swing back the opposite way, before letting go upon her second swing. This time she had managed to get a better grasp on the rope swing, allowing it to propel her forward to grab the third and final rope.
"That-a-girl, Janni! Excellent. Just hit three~! This ones a doozy!"
Janika would realize what she meant. As she swung on the third rope, her eyes caught sight of the elevated trampoline below her. Gulping air, she would close her eyes and release. Before impact those violet eyes would snap open and she braced her legs for the reaction the was bound to come. The trampoline would stretch, dropping low before rocketing the teen into the air. An audible gasp would escape Janika's mouth as she went skyward. Think quick, Janni- The net over head!
Reaching upward, fingers spread wide open, the Serbian teen would manage to grasp a hold of the hanging net. Her sight would drop downward as she realized just how high up she was. But time wouldn't wait for her. She knew she had to keep going. Esellia was so picky when it came to dinner!
Janika would glance over her shoulder before turning herself around and working her way across the net toward the next section of this insanely high-risk training exercise. She would make it toward the platform, releasing her hold on the net and landing in a crouch. She would shake her sore arms out, the sweat on her body now clearly soaking the material of the all red full body, form fitting leotard she wore. Her lungs working over time suck in oxygen.
In front of her now, was a bunch what looked to be 'steam rollers', the large metal cylinders would likely roll when she began to cross, so she knee she had to keep good balance and momentum, while remaining light on her feet. Wasting no more time, the girl set about her next task.
"Don't forget the gloves at the end!
At first she hadn't noticed it, but with closer observation she could see a pair of black gloves hanging above the last 'steam roller'. And with that she took off. Her pace started off sloe, arms to her sides again as she hopped on the first one, maintaining her balance before jumping to the second. On and on she would gp, her pace picking up with each jump before she reached out and grabbed the gloves, landing at the end of the platform.
Agile fingers would quickly slip the gloves at and with a glance at the strange suction cups on the under side of the gloves, she put two and two together with the flat extended wall in front of her. Without thinking twice, Janika would jump forward and slap her hands against the wall as her feet dangled below her. Groaning, she would work her way up the wall as quickly as she could.
"So far so good! I knew I did right by you, Janni~! Four-Ten!"
Nearly every muscle in her body was sore, but she continued to push through like the soldier-at-heart she was. Her violet hair darkened and matted, sticking to the side of her face as aahe pulled one hand off, rqise and pressed, before she pulled her second off and repeated, pulling her body weight as she did. Reaching the top, she strained as she pulled herself up, staring to what lay ahead as she removed the gloves and sweeped her sweat drenched hair from her face.
Esellia was clearly trying to push Janika to her limit and she wasn't too far from it now. Her 'sister' had always been tough on her, but she knew that it wasn't without reason. She knew Esellia just wanted her to be the best she could. To face adversity and overcome. Even something like this could be toppled if she could will it. She had made it this far, she wasn't about to give up.
Once again she would approach a balance beam with a small bounce-step at the end of it. Much like the last time, she would proceed to cross it. Only went she reached the middle it began to shake. The sudden change took her by surprise. If her arms hadn't instinctively grabbed a hold of the beam, she would have plummeted to the ground. Too close-a call!!
Janika would seeth as she yanked herself back up onto the beam. That wqs a really sneaky trick. It had nearly cost her life. But she would raise up again and continue progression. Moving toward the bounce-step, she would leap and land on it. The spring board would launch her forward. Janika's tired arms grabbing for the steel bar a head of her. Once she knew she had a secure grip, she looked upward. It was like doing pull-ups, but there were multiple brackets which lead to the top of this 'tower'.
"Seven minutes.. Almost done Janika! I'm so proud of you~!"
She would pull herself up, before pulling the bar away and lifting it up and slaming upon the next bracket. She would continue making her way to the top, pushing herself to the brink of exhaustion and muscle failure. But against all odds, Janika would reach the top, barely able to hold herself any longer.
"Grab the harness above you, Janni. Then jump! You'll be safe, I promise!"
Holding on with her left arm, she would pull herself up, failing on her first attempt to grab the harness, which seemed to be attached to a bungee cord. The second time she got it though, and would work to pull it down and clip it around her torso. Just in time too, she would use the last bit of strength she had to swing forward and allow her free-fall to begin.
Down she went, the air brushing against her wet face and body as she dropped from the sky. The feeling was actually quite amazing. However as she neared the ground, her eyelids would close to hide those deep pupils. Trusting in Esellia's words, she would close her eyes and enjoy the feeling of flight. She would soon feel the tension in the cord build and her body shift.
Opening her eyes, she would see Esellia waiting below her. As the cord stretched to it's limit, Janika's adopted sister would snap her right hand out and grab the cord, her left hand deftly moving to snap the safety switch on the harness and allow the bungee cord to zip back toward the top.
The exhausted Serbian girl would hit the floor with a slight thump, landing upon her stomach with an 'oomph', spread eagle and arms limp above her head, she would groan as she sucked in air. Esellia would crouch down beside her, unclasping the harness and toasing it off to the side.
"Wow, Congrats girl! Nine minutes, five seconds.. That was really good for your first try, Janni! Guess you don't have to cook me for this night.. Dang it.."
"D-Don't even.. T-Talk to me.. Right now.. I'm going to be.. s-sore for weeks.." Janika's weakened voice would speak between breaths, her eyes reclosing as she laid there upon the ground, simply not wanting to move at all. "Y-ou are so.. C-carrying me.. She would remain limp, even as Esellia scooped her up and began to carry her under her arm back toward the estate.
"I got you, hunny. I think you're going to need a nap! Shucks- Guess I'm eating alone tonight.. Oh well~! More for me!"
-----Somewhere Else----
"Sir, the session went well. She finished in under ten minutes. Very few mistakes. She is clearly progressing well under Major Esellia's tutelage."
"As I predicted. I wouldn't expect anything less from 'The Fade'. That was why I enlisted her in the first place."
"Aye- Transfering video footage and biometric data. You should be able to examine it within the hour, Dr. Eldreich."
"Splendid. Continue surveillance, 'Z'. Keep me updated. I won't be returning home for a little while."
"Will do, sir. Stay safe."
