Post by Majin Presto on Jul 8, 2016 6:44:54 GMT
The Vast island, every day and every hour continued to drift from place to place throughout the sky. It was this island that was literally blooming with life from the vegetation equivalent to mother nature's own roots. It was this place where Presto knew her dear ones resided, that being the beings that lived on in tree like figures, Bastion and his father Walker. Presto had gone through a lot ever since she manifested on that space rock in space and as time went on the gap between her and the past grew further and further apart, as if her memory were like a human's, Presto might even have forgotten about the days on that space rock and time of her meager intelligence. Another thing, When Presto was on that space rock her power was not contained by the limits of weakness and that power was returning.
Simply by being active and moving, the majin had already recovered much of her power. The Majin had taken the time to set up a little cloth bed held up by two long sticks of bamboo created from her own powers and not apart of the floating island she called home. She would find herself simply resting on this said bed of sorts, doing nothing but listening to the wind and her own thoughts. During this time she could feel the ever so small burning of her power returning, She had already known this was going on of course. She hadn't really liked spending her time training like her friends did or at least not the way they did it, sparring was something she didn't really enjoy, no matter how she looked at it she was hurting people she held dear to her.
Even if it was to make them stronger, she disliked putting stress on her beloved ones, it didn't feel right to her. Though she couldn't help but feel that had little to do with her recent Laziness, even though every second was a second her power returned to her she could not muster the want to really do anything, and thats why she asked for Walker himself to come to her alone in the location she was at least that was what the note said. Seeing how the entire place was Walkers she didn't know where to put it, so she decided to place it in that temple he had always been training in, he was bound to see it eventually. Until then Presto laid unto the cloth comforter , with her arms folded behind her back.
@tokoz
Simply by being active and moving, the majin had already recovered much of her power. The Majin had taken the time to set up a little cloth bed held up by two long sticks of bamboo created from her own powers and not apart of the floating island she called home. She would find herself simply resting on this said bed of sorts, doing nothing but listening to the wind and her own thoughts. During this time she could feel the ever so small burning of her power returning, She had already known this was going on of course. She hadn't really liked spending her time training like her friends did or at least not the way they did it, sparring was something she didn't really enjoy, no matter how she looked at it she was hurting people she held dear to her.
Even if it was to make them stronger, she disliked putting stress on her beloved ones, it didn't feel right to her. Though she couldn't help but feel that had little to do with her recent Laziness, even though every second was a second her power returned to her she could not muster the want to really do anything, and thats why she asked for Walker himself to come to her alone in the location she was at least that was what the note said. Seeing how the entire place was Walkers she didn't know where to put it, so she decided to place it in that temple he had always been training in, he was bound to see it eventually. Until then Presto laid unto the cloth comforter , with her arms folded behind her back.
@tokoz
