When Earth Arises
Disclaimer - All the characters from the Circle of Magic, The Circle Opens, The Immortals, The Lioness Quartet, The Protector of the Small, etc. belong to Tamora Pierce. I don't own them. Or characters from Dragonballz, which belongs to Mr. Toriyama…..
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Thought for the Day:
After eating an entire bull, a mountain lion felt so good he started roaring.
He kept it up until a hunter came along and shot him.......
The moral: When you're full of bull, keep your mouth shut.
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Piccolo growled, then looked at the two waiting demi-Saiyans.
"Dende said it would be all right. Don't worry about it for now." Goten nodded with obvious relief, but Trunks simply crossed his arms. Piccolo could see the relief in his eyes however, and smirked at the young prince's behavior. He was so much like Vegeta, that it was scary at times.
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Chapter Seventeen-
As Evvy stepped forward toward the sword, Skysong hurtled out of nowhere and knocked her over. She was whistling shrilly and flapped her wings emphatically over the little stone mage.
"Kitten!" Numair scolded. "There is no need to be rude!"
Kitten simply shrilled again, flapping her wings even harder. Briar eyed his young student with a strange expression.
"Evvy, what power are you talking about?" Evvy blinked and looked around, then scrambled out from under the irate dragon.
"What do you mean?" she questioned, confusion clearly written on her face. "How did I get on the floor? What is wrong with Kitten?" The dragon settled down at her name and studied the girl. Numair's eyebrow's furrowed and Tris scowled.
"You don't remember?" she demanded. The girl just blinked. Numair broke in.
"Out. Now!" he demanded. The other three jumped and looked at the mage. "No questions, just go. Quickly!" Tris scowled even more, but they obeyed, followed by Kitten. Numair stood and looked at the room for a long moment, before a chill ran up his spine. He shivered and took off after the others in a fast walk. He couldn't explain it, but a feeling of dread hovered over the entire room…
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The young apprentice healer who was leaning over Gohan when he sat up, jumped in surprise, and nearly fell over. He stared at the demi-Saiyan for a moment then turned and fled from the room, calling for Duke Baird. Gohan looked around, and then looked down at his arm. It had an ugly red looking scar, and other than that, the only reminder that he had been hurt was a dull ache that he barely noticed, having been hurt much worse many times since the time he was four. Duke Baird walked in a moment later and smiled at him.
"I'm glad to see you are feeling better," he said. "I was getting worried, because your body has a strong resistance. Now that you are awake, perhaps I can do-" He broke off and stared at his arm. Gohan laughed nervously and put his hand behind his head.
"Uh…I guess no one mentioned…Saiyans heal fast."
"Yes, I can see that," Duke Baird said giving him a calculating look. He examined the scar then nodded to himself. "Very nice. Does it hurt?"
"Not enough for me to notice unless I think about it," he replied. Duke Baird nodded again and stood up.
"You may leave, if you are sure," he said. "I see no reason to keep you. As I understand, the two young ones are quite worried."
As the healer began to leave, Gohan remembered Gainel's visit. He opened his mouth to asked about the Dream King, but found he could not speak. He closed his mouth and frowned, then tried again. It was too late. The Duke had left, leaving the puzzled sixteen-year old to wonder at his inability to speak.
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