In Search of Amity
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Period 5
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"Awe why do I have to start now, it's my first day back". Savarna whined, rubbing both her tired eyes with her fists. Piccolo reached out shoving her forward with his hand.
"You need to keep a schedule and discipline to your duties". Piccolo answered, walking several feet behind her ready to kick or slash at her if she slowed her pace. Slicking a lazy hand through her hair Savarna yawned widely, her vision blurred from sleep trying to overtake her.
She turned and entered the bathroom as they passed it, Piccolo continued walking to wait for her on the other side of the lookout where they always trained.
The day was clear as usual with little to no wind, Piccolo began wondering where Dende could be, he hadn't yet seen him this morning, and likely he was still meditating in throne room though. He would wait for Gohans calling before putting their plan into action.
After a quick, cold shower she was wide awake and hurriedly slipping into her skin tight black gym suit, jogging out of from the bathroom with her wet hair up in a bun.
"Hmmm mmm mmm". She hummed as she headed for Piccolo, jogging she spotted a movement from the corner of her eye, turning she saw Dende stepping out of the throne room looking lethargic as he leaned against the stone doorway with his arms folded.
I can't believe I almost forgot about him being here. She said to herself and quickly looked away when he noticed her.
Watching as she jog past he found her to be a very strange and almost annoying, her childish manners toward him were less than desirable. Shaking his head he stepped out of the throne room doorway, it was time for him to re-establish himself as the earth's guardian and he was nervous.
Coming to stand before the serpent room he pushed the massive door open and started down the stairs, it seemed a lot longer that it truly was since he last had been inside, he could hear every step echoing in his ears that became louder the deeper he went in. He was afraid, what if the lookout didn't except him back as the guardian?
Reaching the base of the stairs he stopped, the room was of course dark as he expected, then slowly with an eerie silence the room lit up with bright light and everything was visible to him and now the process could begin.
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"Breath... inhale...now exhale slowly". Piccolo instructed, watching to be sure Savarnas technique hadn't suffered in the past 6 months due to her schooling, and thankfully it hadn't.
"Good... again". He ordered, Savarna acknowledged him, lifting her arms up above her head with each inhalation, lowering them as she exhaled the through her nostrils.
With her eyes closed gently she focused upon one thing in her mind that she felt comfortable with, in this case it was Gohans old room which was now hers, the way the sunlight would poke through the curtains in the early morning to awaken her and the stars twinkled against the blue/black backdrop at night.
Staying up at night she would watch them as they brightened, on occasion a shooting star would make an appearance, Piccolo would always tell her they were sent by the Grand kai as a gift to Goku for all that he had done.
Piccolo meanwhile slowly peeled his cape and weighted clothing away from his shoulders, placing them gently down off to the side, leaving his turban on he went to stand along side Savarna. Shaking the stiffness from his neck and shoulders he closed his eyes, parting his feet to shoulder width he initiated his movements and Savarna almost instantly mimicked his stances.
He had taught her to sense with her feelings rather than her eyes, trust her gut feeling and not her inexperienced minds decisions. Slowly, with the sun rising ever so slowly in front of them the pair engaged in a long session of Tai chi, Savarnas favourite was the sweep lotus, standing upon one foot with arms stretched out in front of you, slowly rotating your lifted foot in circles.
She visualized gentle, angelic voices as they sang words of inspiration, peace, adventure & love. Goku once told her whenever he called upon the spirit bomb the voices were even more intense, warm and beautiful, she longed to hear them one day as he did.
Piccolo's arms moved in the 'iron fan penetrate' technique, whenever he exhaled nasally it was quite load and gruff, Savarna learned long ago to accept it and she never took notice of it anymore. Popo stood by and watched them with interest, his hands netted behind his back and his puggy red lips in a gently smile.
