kozu (kozu) wrote in avatarnation, @ 2009-09-01 14:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | kozu, zuma |
Who: Kozu, OTA
When: Tuesday afternoon
Where: The Sword and Fan
What: Ko is training and being social... for him.
Kozu had tried his hardest to follow his Master's words and not isolate himself so much recently. It was, of course, difficult to break a nine year habit. He had left the Palace early to meditate, and had spent the rest of the day in the dojo, straightening and organizing things here and there, helping anyone who needed it, and attempting to be visible and helpful. It had been successful most of the morning, but as afternoon wore on, classes began and others left in search of food, so Ko found himself with little to do.
He took over one small area of the dojo which was not being used and set to practicing his katas. he was nearing the Master rank, and while he still had a ways to go, he wanted to ensure he kept all his basics fresh in his mind. Dark eyes were distant with focus as he moved through the familiar steps, imagining an opponent against him as he moved through each of the pre-planned steps. Lean muscles were easily seen as he was, as usual, without a shirt, naturally tanned skin already slightly damp, his dark hair slightly disheveled, as he clearly had not paid much attention to his appearance today. The familiar steps were a comfort to Kozu, they helped settle his mind, helped him find his center, find balance within himself.
He let out a loud "Kyap!" as he finished the final punch of the kata, holding the pose for a long moment, letting his eyes refocus from inward to the world around him again. Slowly he brought his hands before his chest, respectfully bowing to the ring he had practiced in, eyes sweeping the dojo again, searching for something to occupy his time now. He quietly moved toward the water jar, taking a slow drink from the ladle as he surveyed his fellow students, watching their practices and making note of the progress of those who had caught his eye in the past.