The young woman had never before set foot in the Viden Academy Fitness Centre. Although it was on the campus and affiliated with the Academy, the Eídisi had never had reason to enter it. The idea of actively pursuing some sort of physical peak had never been on her list of priorities, especially as it seemed needlessly time consuming. It wasn't a simple matter but something that required dedication, perhaps just as much as it would take to properly mould the mind. However, it seemed that it had been unwise to neglect her body in that way. She had never allowed herself to be truly unfit but she couldn't do much with her body, not really.
As she entered the campus grounds, she headed to the left, making a beeline for the newer building that had been constructed long after the original teaching facilities; it was only about a hundred arcs old. It was a sizeable two storey building and she'd always wondered why it was so large although it had never been something that she'd allowed herself to dwell on. She knew that there was an archery range outside somewhere towards the rear although she'd never really taken the time to have a good look at it. She could understand why it was necessary for someone to practice such things if they hunted or if they were considering joining the Rangers or something, but she had no idea why someone would learn archery for the sake of it. The pursuit of knowledge was something she could respect but wanting to know how to fire pointy projectiles into things, possibly people? No, that sounded quite vicious.
The Eídisi youth had heard things about various martial arts, notably one called Menochoros, which was supposed to have a great deal of respect for cerebral matters and what was more, she'd heard that it wasn't particularly violent. Thus, she'd come seeking information and the desire to sign up for such a thing. She was already in the Academy, both as a student and employee, so she might as well take advantage of high quality facilities that she had access to for free. In truth, it was almost necessary that she do so because it would be foolish to waste such an opportunity.
Entering the reception, she approached the young man at the desk, eyes flicking briefly over the noticeboard and its neat array of tacked pieces of paper. She explained her desire to the receptionist and he outlined the courses that were available and the cost. It seemed that if she wanted to do this, it was going to be a reasonably long term commitment. Still, it was necessary so she signed up for a series of 10 lessons that would begin the following trial. It was after she'd filled out the relevant paperwork and passed it over to the receptionist that he perked up and made an unexpected suggestion.
"Have you considered taking a meditation class? It's considered a good idea to have a grasp of it when going into Menochoros, a good way to have your mind under control. I happen to know that the instructor is free right now if you want to have a private session," he explained, watching as the young woman's brows raised, lips pursed thoughtfully.
"Meditation? Well, I suppose it is related to the mind, which makes sense and I could probably use it. Y-yes, I'll take it. How much?"
The price he quoted raised an eyebrow but she handed over the sum without comment.
-50GN for private Meditation lesson