A Little Bit Longer and I'll be Fine (x50) [Invite] Apr 22, 2016 23:57:45 GMT
Post by Kay-El on Apr 22, 2016 23:57:45 GMT
Gravity 2/2 | x50 | Thread PL: 108,906 | Setting: The Pixie Blue
After everything that happened lately, going into Pin’s gravity chamber and waiting for Habana felt slightly less nerve wracking than it otherwise might have. Pin might or might not join them, and maybe she’d have felt better with him there, but then again Kay-El Coliflo was trying to step away from her comfort zones more and more these days. Naturally, Pin set the whole thing up since she still didn’t know Habana all that well or necessarily feel comfortable reaching out to people. That had never been her strongest suit, her people skills were always considered rusty. Crowds were the things of nightmares for the child, literally. Sometimes when she couldn’t sleep the thought of being in a large, crowded place with tons and tons of people kept her from getting any real quality of rest. Like that time in the square - just the memory made her shudder, it was only because of Pin and any sense of Saiyan pride in her genes that helped her keep her shit together in front of the gathered spectators when the Queen called her subjects to action.
Of course, that day didn’t exactly go as planned, but even the ones best laid often went awry.
Looking over at the dials she decided to wait and see what Habana wanted to do. They could spar, of course, or they could do some kind of simulation and each tackle their own adversaries, or team up against some super pixelated foe or multiples thereof. When she went in alone or with Nana she usually went up against a sim mostly because she and Nana knew each other’s moves so well it was almost pointless sparring at this point. Every once in a while, though, they would and they’d find the other had learned new tricks.
Kay definitely learned something new lately but still didn’t feel all that adept at accessing the new power at will. Her solo excursions, her ‘space road trip’ as she liked to call it, helped her learn more about herself than she ever thought she would. Then again, in her five years of life what did that even mean? What did she really expect of herself? More than the average child her age, sure, but not nearly as much as, say, Samba or Pin or any adults she knew for that matter. Like Alex, that boy carried the weight of the world on his shoulders, or so it would seem just to look at him. He never smiled. Oh, well, he’d smiled, sort of, that one time at the lake but Kay would bet all her Zeni he’d deny it if asked. What sort of things did he consider for his future? Alex clearly was plagued by something beyond her reckoning, and she had no idea how to help him or even if she could or should.
Ready when you are she sent, using her scouter to reach Pin and Queen Habana .
Alrighty here we are. Pin, join if you feel like it.