Yamcha POV
I woke up with the sun blaring in my eyes through my huge window, That's annoying.
I slowly got out of bed and stretched my aching muscles. I had been training with the warriors all the previous day and it was good workout I hadn't had in a long time. Even though the training was.......different than what I was used to, but still refreshing.
As I was putting on my shirt, a knock came at the door, "Um-uh Come in»
Instead of X'hara like I was expecting( and hoping), Liyta entered the room. « Oh! Liyta, its you, sorry I thought you we-»
« The princess? No sorry to disappoint you» she said calmly.
« No no, it's fine. Uh........has something happened to her? Is she ok?» She smirked at my concern.
« She is quite alright. She and his Highakin are currently greeting our returning advisor after their morning meal» « Oh-wait what!? I missed breakfast!? How did I sleep through it? Man, I got to go apologize right now!» I quickly fastened my belt and bolted out the door.
Then I turned right back around, « Oh sorry, thanks for the heads up Liyta!»
She nodded to say ' your welcome' and I was out again.
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I hurried down the stairs, across the halls, into court yard. I slowed my pace when I saw X'herin, X'hara, and a man I didn't recognize were talking.
That must be the advisor.
«Oh Yamcha, glad you could finally join us» said X'herin, I rubbed my neck « Heh Sorry, your Highakin». X'herin made a pouty face, « How many times do I have to tell you!? Don't be so formal with me!» I laughed a little, «Sorry, X'herin, habit».
Over these two weeks I found that X'herin is actually a one big soft-hearted goofball. One minute he acting like the mature king he can be and next, he's a little whiny kid. It's kinda of hilarious.
«Brother!» She playfully smacked him on the arm, «your two-hundred and thirty-nine years old, act your age!» « Like your one to talk, little sister of mine!» he shot back.
«Wait wait wait, back up! Your how old!?» I asked, They just keep surprising me don't they? « Oops, guess we never told you did we?» said X'hara sheepishly, «A Covexian-if in good health- can live somewhere around the nine-hundreds. Although, our oldest living elder is one-thousand eighty-two» « Heh. You people never cease to surprise me. Where I'm from race that generally only live up to hundred, a little bit past that if they're lucky».
Exception of the damn turtle man of course.
The unknown man cleared his throat, « Oh, sorry, Yamcha may I introduce my advisor, Yokan». The man tall and lean with a beige and black button up jacket with drape going down the back, gray pants, and black half-inch heel boots. He had teal hair pulled into a ponytail and one bang on his left sharp orange eye.
He stared at me with an uninterested expression. Not showing any emotion. «Nice to meet you, Yokan» I said as I positioned my hand to shake in the Covexian way, Yokan shook it back, «Likewise.......Yumicha. I see you speak our language» « Yep , I had a good teacher» I briefly looked at X'hara, she blushed,« and actually its Yamch-» « Well, as much I'd love to stay and converse some more» Yokan interrupted him, « Me and Becho some further business to attend to».
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