“Oh God, these are so soft and look how they stretch!” Star said as she did a back bend and looked up at the two between her legs.
“Now, this is the life. I can’t wait to get home. How long do you think it will take to get there?” River asked as she did a few stretches then went to a one-handed handstand.
“Will you two stop showing off! There isn’t enough room in here for all three of us to become human pretzels!” Jo growled stretching her leg up above her head.
After getting plenty of sleep over the past two days the girls were ready for some physical activity. They had never been one to stand around idle.
“Let’s see if they have a larger area. I’m sure they have some place where they must train or exercise during their long trips.” Star said suddenly. She needed to fly. She loved being up in the air.
Soon the three girls had found someone to take them to the level of the ship reserved for training. He had been confused as he had escorted them down to the lower level before leaving them with the man in charge of training the warriors on board the Galaxy Quest.
Zoran looked over the three females standing in front of him in their gowns. They had reluctantly put the dresses on over their pants and shirt as the crew man who had dropped the clothing off said they would not be allowed out of the room unless they were dressed properly. The girls had just grinned at each other mischievously as they slid the gowns over their outfits knowing the dresses wouldn’t be on for long.
“You wish to exercise?” Zoran asked hesitantly. He was not sure what type of exercise the females did that would require his training room.
“Yes.” Star said looking up at the high ceiling. There were several beams located across it. Attached to the beams were different types of ropes and rings. With a little modification they could be used for trapeze performing.
“Do you have any other type of hanging bars that can be attached up there?” Jo asked following Star’s eyes as she assessed the bars and platforms.
“Up there?” Zoran asked in disbelief. “You wish to go up there?” Zoran looked at the three females again.
“Yes.” Star said patiently.
“Give me a few minutes and I can have some of the warriors attach them.”
“That’s okay. We can take care of it if you just point us to some of your equipment. We will need you to set up the safety net if you have one. If not, we will just have to be extra careful.” River said with a grin. She had performed frequently with Jo and Star and they could practice some of their old routines. She hadn’t been this excited in months it would be just like old times.
Zoran had shaken his head and pointed out the equipment they could use while he directed several warriors who were training to help him connect the netting under the upper level training level.
Jo, Star, and River headed for the equipment picking out what they would use. Undoing their gowns, they let the material fall around them leaving them in their form-fitting black skins. River had almost cried when she had seen her black duffle bag. Jo had collected it when she had headed back to the shuttle bay. River was missing quite a few of her knives but nothing she couldn’t live without. The only ones she mourned for were her two short swords. Her mom and dad had given them to her on her sixteenth birthday. She knew one had been in the head of Trolis and she had dropped the other one when Torak had grabbed her. She had been unconscious when he had taken her from the Tearnat’s ship.
Doing a series of bends and stretches the girls warmed up before taking the equipment over to the ladder leading to the upper level. They were so intent on what they were doing they didn’t even notice the silence that had descended throughout the training room as they joked with each other.
Moving with ease from years of practice, they each walked out on the narrow beams as if they were strolling down a sidewalk. Lying down on the beam they secured the swings and ropes where they wanted them.
Zoran looked in disbelief at the scantily dressed females holding his breath as they moved over the narrow beams. He would be lucky if he didn’t get killed for this, he thought in dismay. He had no idea what the females had planned as he had never had any ask for the things these females had asked for. He had not been paying attention to what the females were doing until he heard several of the warriors practicing swear under their breaths. Turning, he had been stunned to discover they had discarded their long gowns for a form-fitting outfit that showed every curve on their bodies. He couldn’t have dragged his eyes away if his life depended on it. Each of the females had their hair pulled back in a braid and moved with a sensuous sway that spoke of pure pleasure. Yes, he groaned under his breath, he would most decidedly be slain for this, if for no other reason than his thoughts. The other warriors were murmuring their delight in the females, watching in fascination as they connected the ropes and bars to the beam.