The Academy of Mystical Beings discussion

This is were everyone goes to train their battle skills or shifting abilities outside of school.

Atma stood in the middle of the padded floor in the training room, singing along with the music pulsing out of the radio as she twisted her body in varying yoga poses.

Tiffany walked in with Saniel, looking around. She picked at her sleeve nervously. She wasnt an athletic person. Didnt have an athletic bone in her body.

Atma carefully uncurled from her human knot, standing up in time to be caught up in Saniel's bear hug. She laughed, patting his back until he set her down.

"Nice to see you too, Sanny. Are you going to introduce me to your friend.

"Oh, right. Grandma, this is Tiffany. Tiffany, meet my grandmother and the head of the famaiy, Atma."

Tiffany smiled shyly. "Hi," she mumbled.

"So you're the shifter girl that Saniel has been thinking so much about?"

Tiffany blushed slightly. "...Yes," she said.

"Are you going to tell me some about yourself?"

Tiffany rose a brow. "What do you want to know?"

"What is that you want to tell me?"

"I dont know," she mumbled. "Im a shifter. My name is Tiffany. My favorite color is green. And im scottish."

"Sounds like you're filling out a questionaire, sweetie."

Tiffany bit her lip, shrugging slightly. "I dont know what to say."

Bruce walked in and calmed. Bruce began doing push-ups.

Sy'minda jogged in. "Sweetie, are you alright?" She asked, concerned.

"I'm fine" Bruce only did pushups in a suit when he was troubled"

"No, you aren't." She gently protested.

Bruce stopped douing push-ups and stood. "I know"

"What's the matter, sweetheart?"

"Nothing"

"Something is the matter or else you would be fine."

"I'm okay now." Bruce didn't want to tell his wife what his mother in law said to him. So much accusation.

"Why won't you talk to me?" She looked hurt.

"I'm a guy. We don't talk about feelings"

"They don't talk about their feelings to other guys. When it's a guy's girlfriend or wife, the rules are different."

"Not really" Bruce said honestly.

She pressed her lips together in a thin line and turned. "Fine." Her voice trembled with that one word as she walked out, fighting back tears.

Bruce sighed.

((Her room when you're ready.))

Bruce decided to let her cry it out. He was a bit depressed himself. Bruce left the training area and masked his location