She didn't sleep well but that was to be expected. She didn't go back to meditation either though, and she wasn't attuned to the force enough to pick up on things. She would have to be careful of that. She wouldn't want to hone in on anything personal of the others.
Waking up at her standard time she got dressed in the swimsuit she had found. This closet had a little of everything, which is something she was not used to either. After all, Jedi didn't have person possessions, and clothing was given as needed. She had a few things she could change into, but this closet of clothing made her feel like Senator Amadala almost. With all kinds of clothing to choose from.
For now, a swim suit that was comfortable. Though she realized she had some bruising at her hip and ribs, which was just a darker shade of off orange and a purple where white marks might been seen. It didn't matter though. She had bruises before. Training was important.
She took a towel with her and redressed in the dark gray sweat pants to head down. Part of her hoped Trunks managed to get some rest and just slept in. Another part of her hoped he might come down to swim too. Company was good, after all.
She stopped by the locker room, put her sweatpants and towel to the side and showered off to be sure she was clean for the pool, then headed over there. Alone and empty, but that was okay. She took no time to run and dive in. If Trunks did show up, he'd find her doing laps, almost like a fish underwater, not coming up but for a breath or two ever once in a while.
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timeasmymeasure
Morning Swim
Date: 2017-02-26 09:59 pm (UTC)Waking up at her standard time she got dressed in the swimsuit she had found. This closet had a little of everything, which is something she was not used to either. After all, Jedi didn't have person possessions, and clothing was given as needed. She had a few things she could change into, but this closet of clothing made her feel like Senator Amadala almost. With all kinds of clothing to choose from.
For now, a swim suit that was comfortable. Though she realized she had some bruising at her hip and ribs, which was just a darker shade of off orange and a purple where white marks might been seen. It didn't matter though. She had bruises before. Training was important.
She took a towel with her and redressed in the dark gray sweat pants to head down. Part of her hoped Trunks managed to get some rest and just slept in. Another part of her hoped he might come down to swim too. Company was good, after all.
She stopped by the locker room, put her sweatpants and towel to the side and showered off to be sure she was clean for the pool, then headed over there. Alone and empty, but that was okay. She took no time to run and dive in. If Trunks did show up, he'd find her doing laps, almost like a fish underwater, not coming up but for a breath or two ever once in a while.