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Avrie could finally see the rivers of energy, the Ambarando lines passing not only through where she was, but in front and in back of her. Blueish green in color the glowing, thick mass of energy could visibly seen brightening and fading, constantly illuminated irregardless of the time.
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The aforementioned and aforepondered Hanzi Ambarando had observed everything from a nearby rock outcrop. Luca had seen him of course and gave a little wave to stay back. After all Hanzi was a special case, he had already once underwent that process when he was really young- only special circumstances prevented him undertaking further training when he was a youth.
The family chalked it up to breeding in the end. After all his mother, a very respectable Ambarando married a Belegtur. The Belegturs are family of warriors, krisnatoryia, and Ataa masters. They were on the opposite side of the spectrum from the drifters and builders of the Ambarando. They were a much more physical type of person compared to the more thoughtful Ambarandos. Hanzi in his youth and to this day resembled his Belegtur relations rather than his Ambarando.
Anyways, when he was young instead of continuing his drifting lessons he concentrated on his Ataa lessons- much to his mother's chagrin, but it was his decision. A little after the drowning part he left after seeing a close friend of his not survive the experience. The shocked Hanzi could not be convinced to continue and instead he lived for awhile with his Belegtur relatives, learning Ataa. Now that he was older, it was time to bury old fears.
He jumped down from off the rock and approached the pair.
"Ah, sasitmos Hanzi," Luca greeted the young bruiser of a gypsy. "Come, join us. Lirelle, we'll have a friend for you to learn with. Let us continue...
"What you see is the actual line that one drifts upon. Not only can we see them, but we can feel them as well. Look within yourself, think back to feeling of the Ambaranti. The joy, the fear, the distinctive experience you had. Block out everything else and focus on the Ambaranti."
Hanzi knelt and listened. He closed his eyes and concentrated. The various naughty thoughts and devious schemes melted away and he pushed his dady-to-day existence away. He thought back to that unforgettable day and that distinctive experience of his Ambaranti. He focused on the first time he saw a line, his sense of wonder and amusement. Suddenly, he could feel the current, within the pit of his stomach pulling him here, there, he had butterflies in his stomach.
"Hold on to that feeling and it can pull you to the nearest one, since we are within one you might get a....fluttertummy? I think they call it. All right breath out and open your eyes...."
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