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Post by lunarflowerangel on Jul 25, 2009 16:42:40 GMT -5
The faint echo of sneakers scraping against the concrete floor could be heard in the large gym as Nayru stopped in the middle of the empty floor, looking around. It seemed that she was the only one here. She was told to come here for private training with her PE teacher, whom she haven't met yet. "Maybe I'm a bit early?" she asked herself. Black shorts clung to her legs as a white t-shirt was tight around her flat stomach.
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Post by piccolo on Jul 25, 2009 17:45:31 GMT -5
Piccolo was working on his concentration once again. Class was not meant to start for another half hour. Piccolo found the time to train himself before training the earthlings. He hovered in the air for the time being and worked on his reflects a bit.
before long, the silence that swarmed the room was broken by the footsteps of a young girl entering the gym.
"Hmm?"
He looked down to see her looking around. She seemed to be ready to be taught. And teaching is what Piccolo will do. He quickly had his feet meet with the floor. His arms still crossed over his chest as his eyes looked to the girl's deep ones. "Do you need something?" He questioned calmly.
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Post by lunarflowerangel on Jul 25, 2009 17:59:17 GMT -5
Nayru jumped slightly as she saw a green muscular man land on his feet before her, eyes wide. He was in the air?! She soon snapped out of her trance and looked up at him, a nervous smile on her face. "Um... I apologize if I had disturbed you.. I was told by the principle to come meet the teacher here. I assume that you're him?" she asked politely.
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Post by piccolo on Jul 25, 2009 18:03:13 GMT -5
Piccolo ignored the girls reaction as he had been getting it one to many times around here. He just expects it every time he meets a new face. He nodded to her, answering her question.
"One of them anyway. Just to let you know, you've arrived pretty early." He squinted looking to her. Seems he was still intimidating around these people. How odd yet interesting. none the less, Piccolo uncrossed his arms and set his hands to his hips.
"What is it you want?" He asked once more, figuring weather she came early for a question, or wanted to train... Whatever the case, Piccolo didn't care which.
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