Kijani got up earlier than usual, and did some practicing with her powers. She pushed all her furniture to the walls, and went through a jian sequence, weaving sheets of paper that moved from sharp to lighter than air, and everything in between as she pierced the air with her blade. Once she was satisfied that she was combining the two, she took a shower and readied herself for the day. After a quick, protein heavy breakfast, she headed for the gym to wait for the first class. She nodded politely at Anthony, cast a mildly curious look at the tall blonde he was conversating with, and settled her sword on the bleacher beside her, as she pulled a book from her bag and started to read. Sun Tzu's Art of War had long been one of her favorite books, and she owned several copies. One of them was even in Chinese, now that she was getting a handle on the language. The copy she was reading was miniature, and could easily fit in her jacket pocket. Her eyes stalled on one of her favorite lines.
All warfare is based on deception.
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Devika got up and meditated for a half hour before she got dressed. Long sleeves and gloves were part of the wardrobe for today- even though her meditation she could feel her powers being more sensitive than usual. Either her period was coming, or she was getting stronger. It wouldn't be good if she accidentally triggered someone by brushing their skin. Once she was ready, she headed to breakfast. She ate alone, outside, still musing over what John had suggested for her last night. Could she really do some kind of martial art? All the martial arts she'd ever heard of required a lot of speed and fast movement, to her eyes. Even if she did lose weight and get in shape, she'd wasn't going to be doing any high jump kicks. With a faint sigh, she yanked out her phone and ran an interesting info search: martial arts for fat people.