Cassidy felt Johann searching, speaking to her through her mind. She was startled, feeling somewhat violated.
It's a trust thing, Johann, she thought back at him. I know this is the only way you can communicate through that dragon body, but I will have to speak to you about this when we can be face to face. I don't want anyone probing my thoughts. I hope you unerstand.
With that, Cassidy did her best to block out the rest, refusing to let her guard down, and very dissatisfied with the way she was. She went for a walk down the halls, carrying her bo, numchaku, and her karate uniform. The people she passed glanced at her strangely, but she pressed on. In her mind, she was hoping for a space....a place where she could be on her own to clear her thoughts and practice.
For the third time, the door appeared in the hall she was walking in. This time, it was a floor away from where it had been before. Without question, Cassidy entered, to find the familliar dojo. She dressed quickly in her white canvas uniform, having put the black one away for a while. After securing her worn black belt with the yellow streak down the middle, she picked up her bo, and bagan a kata.
Her mind cleared of thought, of feeling, of everything, she moved gracefully, extending her body further than it had ever gone, a practice method her father had always pushed. She continued her graceful, deadly dance, her movement powerful but graceful.
It was here that she broke down and cried.
***
Andrew dozed awake slowly when he felt a pat on his head, but fell asleep shortly, slipping to a lying position on the floor. When he awoke a second time, there was a small tray on the table before him, and on it was some food from the Great Hall.
Smiling, he ate quickly, wondering who could have brought the food. He figured it must have been Berii, since she was no longer asleep on the couch. Once he had finished eating, he went upstairs to shower and change out of his dance clothes. Pondering for a moment after his refreshing shower, he decided to go for a walk outside.
He pulled on a pair of snow boots over his baggy jeans, and a thick, warm parka over his long sleeved green shirt. Next, he pulled a hat his mother had made for him over his spiky, unruly hair, and set out for the outdoors.
After exiting the castle and walking about on his own for a while, he spotted Berii and Terra.
"Hey!" he called cheerfully, waving to them. "Good mor-erm....Good afternoon!"