Post by Pracross on Apr 7, 2021 21:44:30 GMT -5
Crystal Clear in the Crystal Coves
Pracross - Saiyan - 8,000 PL
6/6 KP - 0/6 MP - Base Form
The Whistling Caves of Namek had a legend about them, that the Warrior clan who walked inside came out far sharper. Perhaps it was all talk, but some of the Warriors that walk the surface say that the underground provides for a new experience unlike anything else. The Maima country wasn’t too exciting save for the occasional training partner you may find yourself paired up with, but the stories about the underground was far more exciting than anything else for someone with a battle lust like Pracross.
Having hired the help of a Warrior clansman, Pracross was guided to a cave entrance and left to explore on his own. Getting lost in the coves was easy, but the many exits that scattered the place meant you were never stranded. With abundant light and the peaceful sounds of the wind, it was a perfect place to meditate and try once more for awakening that sixth sense.
With a bag full of snacks and a full day’s worth of time to waste, Pracross stationed himself in the middle of a large cove covered in green and blue crystals that had reflected light all the way out from the sun lit sky, leaving full visibility in the cave. Tossing the bag against the wall, Pracross walked towards the center of the cave and sat himself into a meditative position. The Saiyan was hard to sit down for these kinds of activities, but today Pracross had been so determined on making progress, he was ready to force himself to endure hours if it meant progress.
Dressed in a Purple Warrior Namek Garb, the boy was in far more comfortable clothes to meditate in than his Earthling clothes. As Pracross sat down in his passive warrior stance, he closed his eyes and envisioned a blank mind, seeing nothing but a ball of light in the distance, focusing on nothing but the sounds of the wind song and the ball that hovered far ahead. As he focused, the ball began to vanish, leaving Pracross to envision nothing but darkness, to try and find the ball with some other sense he did not yet understand. If anyone were to show, Pracross could have been stationed there for minutes or hours before he even realized anyone had passed by due to his focus. Luckily hours could waste away on Namek and the suns would never truly set.