RP - .002 - Kate Barlow

It took him a while to actually find a dance studio in Milliways--Chekov wasn't altogether surprised it had one, as it seemed to have everything else. It was relatively quiet and almost entirely deserted when he came in, only one or two doors down from the gym. He put on music as he stretched out, mostly recovered and fine from the chase a few days ago.

He was still a little confused by that whole thing; who got chased by tigers and then didn't get eaten? But that was why he'd decided to postpone going back to his classes for another day, opting instead to practice something other than running. The Swan Lake music played pleasantly through speakers set high around the walls as Pavel went through the motions of a barre stretch before doing anything more strenuous.