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Post by Takeshii on May 3, 2017 2:53:13 GMT
Takeshii laughed when she saw that stunned look on his face, and her fist managed to make an impact against him and send him flying backwards. Sure, it may not have been as powerful as she had wanted, but...it was better than nothing, right? The back flip from the impact her fist made with his face, was rather artful to watch. She paused for a moment, nodding her head in appreciation, as he was quick to right himself once again, and send himself flying back towards her. As he came, she held her ground, her gaze watching him as she spoke.
"You allowed yourself to be distracted by my words. Come now my teacher... is that not what you want to do? Do you not want to teach me how to be a better fighter?"
Her lips would curl up in a bit of a smirk then, only for that smirk to be wiped away with an *OOMPH* as his elbow made impact against her gut, causing her to bend forward with a wheezing sound coming from her lips. She was taken aback so much, that his fingers where easily able to coil into that long, inky black hair. The impact of his knee hitting her stomach again and again and again causing her to buckle all the more, until he made that slightly roundhouse style kick and impacted the side of her head, sending her flying backwards against the stone wall, and causing the stone to crumble around her in tiny pebbles. She held up her hand, holding one finger up as she whispered.
"YIELD!"
Her body slid in the crater it had made when it impacted that boulder and slumped down onto the ground. Slick with sweat that beaded its way down over her features, the Saiyan sat there panting, her eyes closed as her head sort of half hung sideways. She was out of stamina, and utterly exhausted. Levlidian was right, she clearly needed to train more because if she could not defeat him...could not defeat this guy...what was the point. After several moments, she would reach up to curl her fingers through her hair, pulling it out of her face as she looked over to him, frustration clearly written all over her face.
"OW!"
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Post by Kallabash on May 4, 2017 20:28:57 GMT
It seemed the fight was practically over now. After Kallabash's final onslaught on Takeshii, It had no clear vision that she would get up and try fight back. He has won as everything pointed for that. Of course, he wouldn't allow his guard down since she didn't actually have to forfeit the battle yet, but he could relax a bit for now. Giving slow steps, he would walk towards Takeshi with a satisfied expression on his face. This Spar meant a lot, and thus, it gave him and her some battle experience.
Getting closer to Takeshi, He would attempt to give his hand for her to get up, if she accepted, he would pull her up. "Hey, no need to get frustrated on this battle. This was only a spar of sorts, therefore, had no real intent. You have some skill that I must admit." He continued, smiling a bit at her. "You have a lot of room to improve, you just need to continue balancing out your strategy and fighting skill and you would probably even surpass me." Kallabash would then motion for her to get on her stance.
"Want me to give you a few tips in a battle that could be useful or you are good by your own?" He would finish this sentence by slowly striking his fighting pose and waiting for an answer from her. "Or we could rest a bit so you can recover from your injuries. It's your choice."
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Post by Takeshii on May 8, 2017 3:02:10 GMT
Keshii would sit there, unable to hide her frustration at her own weakness. She would lift her gaze to look at him, letting those dark eyes shift about him for a moment. A curl of her tongue over her slightly parched lips, her heart still thumping within her chest, that slow and steady thrum of sound coming from her very veins. When she did finally speak, her voice would be slightly raspy in tone as she tried to catch her breath a bit.
"I would like to learn more. Though I may need a few minutes to catch my breath. Still a bit weak."
She would lean back against the tree now, closing her eyes as she steadied herself, taking big, deep breaths to try to calm herself. After several long and painful moments, she would open her eyes and look back upon the Saiyan before her. Her voice coming a bit stronger now that she was beginning to catch her breath just a little bit. Her chest rose and fell with every breath that she took, though her breathing would eventually slow down enough that she did not look like a panting dog.
"So who taught you how to fight? You are pretty good at it, pretty good at eyeing your opponent and learning where their weak spots are. It is truly a talent, and you are lucky to have such a thing. What makes you want to teach me these skills?"
She would tuck her feet up beneath her hips just a bit then, sort of curling up Indian style as she took some more time to just watch him, using the quiet time to really study him and how he stood there. It was interesting how much you could learn about someone, just from watching them. For instance, you could pick up on how they would shift their body from one foot to the other. Or where they held their weight the most. Knowing this information would help her in determining where would be the best place to attack.
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Post by Kallabash on May 9, 2017 18:32:02 GMT
"Ok, sure." Placing his hands over his chest, he would finally relax his body from all the tension, considering the fighting was finally over. Looking over at the Saiyaness with an everlasting neutral expression, He would see Gira on her. Not the teenager exactly, but the essence to fight and be better. Grow and Improve. That was something he would feel proud of when the people he met got inspired somehow by him. Even if he's nothing but a Saiyan with a high moral code. Noticing she finally stood up and got her breath, It was telling him that she was ready for more. Giving a small smirk that finally breaks his neutral expression, he would listen to every word she spoke, getting the detail of why he wanted to teach her his ways and how his ability was truly a talent. Now looking her at eye level, Kallabash would start answering her question. "Well, first of all, I appreciate what you saying about me. Now, about why I want to teach it? hm. Tricky question." Placing his hand over his chin and closing his eyes in a thinking motion, he would continue. "It's because I truly believe that a special talent can't be wasted on just one singular person. It need be shared through the generations, or else it will totally disappear. I also see a lot of potential in you, considering the circumstances." He would then open his eyes once again and look at Takeshi at eye level. "I am an old monkey per say. I have lived my entire life on this planet and soon enough I will be going to the galaxy and far away to explore. I am not as young and, as such, I need to pass what I learned in my years for the young generations. I believe in then." Finally finishing it, He would remove his hand from his chin and once again wrap his arms around his chest. "I think that the best answer I can give you. But hey, let's finish that chit talk. Let's get to the training, aye?"
(Takeshii WOMAN, GAME ON)
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Post by Takeshii on May 15, 2017 11:32:20 GMT
Perhaps she had been being sneaky, biding her time to attack for when he was most vulnerable. And oh did she know when that moment came. As she was watching him, she waited until that moment when he let his gaze drift closed. Corner of her lips turning up into a smirk, her tongue drifting in a slow coil across her lips as he started to explain himself. He made since, if not sounding just a tad bit full of himself. However, she liked the guy. He was patient with her, and she was actually learning quite a bit from him. Most of all, patience. When those eyes closed, she coiled like a viper, using the strength of her legs to launch her forward like a rocket in his direction. She literally threw herself at him, curling in so that her shoulder would be what would make the impact with his body. She had hoped that by catching him off guard, she would be able to launch a powerhouse punch against his face. Her words would come then, that slightly joyous tone to them. "That all sounds like a logical reason to want to help another. I have to admit, you have already taught me quite a bit in the brief amount of time we have spent together. I actually look forward to learning much more from you...that is if you would like to teach me more."Even as she was speaking, she would continue to rain her fists down against him, moving lower along her body until she was finally pummeling those fists against his gut, even with the weight of her form against him. She barely broke a sweat, her gaze and motion completely focused on getting even with him for the power he had thrown at her...even though it had been rather minimal at the time. Perhaps it was the Saiyan rage blooming, or perhaps it was just the thrill of the fight. Whatever, the case may be, this was turning out to be one of the more fun days she had had since arriving on Earth. Kal had managed to make her forget about why she was here and actually allowed her mind to be free of all thoughts of Levlidian for awhile. For that, she was most grateful. "Alright Kallabash, show me what you have...teach me what you know, for I am a willing student...and you had me at hello!"She grinned cheekily then, her eyes sparkling with mischievous mirth as she leaned over him, waiting for his counter attack, because she KNEW it was coming at any moment.
OOC: Sorry took me so long to post Kallabash
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Post by Kallabash on May 16, 2017 1:06:48 GMT
Kallabash finally got her actually relaxed for once. He could see that Takeshi was observing him, his movements and everything he was doing really. He could have let his stance up ready for any surprise attack, but what would be the fun if he was ready for any attack that came towards him? Totally not fun. Gulping a bit and clearing his throat, Kallabash was ready to say even more than he had, but out of nowhere, Takeshii jumped from her sitting position and threw her whole body towards Kal. The impact caught him off guard, pushing him a bit a stunning him for the right amount of time to the fist connect to his face, forcing out a bit of spit from it, but not actually sending him flying or anything. It was more of a shock attack than anything. His body falling backward, making him hold himself to his feet, preparing himself just enough to dodge her's attacks. While she was spoken, Kallabash was managing to dodge most of the attacks of takeshi. "Yeah! I am happy I am helping you out! And I will teach you a thing or not" His sentence would not end by the finishing blow on his gut, forcing him to fall back from the shockwave produced by it. Soon enough he got space from her assault, Kallabash dive in, flying towards Takeshi in an attempt to kick her in her left leg, forcing her to fall. If he was successful, He would then turn his body while mid-air and attempt to grab her feet, forcing her to come with him to the same direction. He would then finish by pulling himself and attempt to grab her arms, shrinking his body so her stomach was in his boots aim, so he could make a full power kick using his 2 feet on her. He would then, assuming he managed to double kick her, use that was a push to make a backflip and fall upon his feet, preparing his defensive state. "This old monkey still have a lot of tricks to show."(All good! Takeshii )
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Post by Takeshii on May 16, 2017 15:35:47 GMT
There was a sense of joy, written across Takeshii's features. Even as a lot of her hits missed, the important ones made contact, even if they were not with the power she had wanted. However, he was quick to counter, and when those feet hit her, they sent her slamming backward against the ground, and she would lose her breath again. However, she managed to roll with this one, her body forming into a sort of rolly polly shape as she rolled backward, coming to land again upon her feet. This time, she would center her balance, dropping her core down closer to the ground. Rocking on the balls of her feet for a moment or two before holding steady. There was a bit of a smirk on her features as she watched him, lifting her hand upwards, fingers flat and extended. She would bend her fingers towards herself in a come hither type motion as she grinned.
"Come now my teacher, is that all you got. You can do better than that."
Sure, she was mocking him a bit at this point, but she wanted to push him. She wanted to see exactly how far she could go before he snapped. Every Saiyan had a snapping point, a point within their anger and rage that would fuel so strongly that their full power would go into effect. She knew several things about when this happened. First, it would be powerful and probably cause a lot of damage. Second, It would take a lot of exertion out of the person, and in turn...make them weaker. It was this that she was counting on. She was hoping that she was powerful enough not to take much damage, and be able to counter him the moment he showed a sign of weakness.
Takeshii was taking this moment to not only catch her breath, but to watch, wait, and learn. She saw that now-familiar stance that he had rolled into, and it was becoming second nature for her to roll into a stance that would counter such. She was like a viper, ready to strike at the first sign of his movement. Her body took in his heat, his motion, the very breath that emitted from his form. She was learning her opponent, and in turn...she felt she was growing stronger because of it. For that, she was most grateful, and would always look up to this male for his help. A voice like liquid honey would come from her once again.
"I'm waiting...don't make me wait too long now, old man. Lest I forget what you taught me."
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Post by Kallabash on May 20, 2017 19:27:17 GMT
A smirk crossed Kallabsh's face when his "student" Regained balance from the violent double kick on her stomach. She acted like it was nothing, even going to the act of saying that this was everything he got. Kall knew what she was planning, however. She wanted him to lose himself, go full out at her. This was a good way to make your opponent lose his safe spot and just go berserker mode. Kall knew that well, from previous battles with a certain Saiyaness. "Oh, wouldn't you look at that. You are actually mocking me, considering the circumstances, I think I am the one that should be doing it." He would reply cheerfully to her attempts of mockery. A true and reliable trick, but not enough to caught Kallabash off guard and make him loose the edge of the battle. Heck, he used this to his advantage against Abaddon. Kallabash, though, noticed something very important to her: She was learning. She was learning his stance. Learning his movements. She was studying him from the tip of his toes to the most pointy part of his hair. She was learning how to deal with him. This made him feel a bit prideful from that. Would you look that, a monkey with almost half of his life passed by, and still teaching the new kids how things can unravel. There's no better scene than that. Going off his stance, Kallabash would drop it out, bending one of his knees to the ground, moving his body so his index and thumb on the ground, coiling up his stomach in a scene that could only be considered as of like he was about to run a marathon. "Kesh, you learned a lot so far. So now, I will give you a little peak of how I fight." His words were determined and fast, his body vibrating from anticipation. This was the first time he was using this refined type of movement. In a quick "shoosh" Kallabash would disappear from Takeshi's view and appear behind her. Only to do the same thing and appear to her side. Repeating again only to appear to her other side. For untrained eyes, Kallabash was simply teleporting around like crazy, when in reality, it was a technique he had developed and was still being worked on where a person move so fast that he could be in different places at once. His movements were so swift that His Ki seemed to disappear, only being able to be sensed if Kall stopped for more than half a quarter of a second or using scouters. Kallabash would keep this motion, appearing in different key points and try to confuse Takeshi before releasing his attack. Kallabash would then proceed to move faster and faster, this time, going closer to Takeshi, making the dust from the ground rises up which every close passage he would do next to her. He then would use those precious seconds flying around Takeshi in an attempt to deliver punches and kicks on certain points of Takeshi body, being swift enough to not let her feel it. If Kallabash was successful, he would stop a few feet from Takeshi, this time he would be fully standing up with his cape swaying with the breeze of the wind and the speed he was moving. " I hope you liked the demonstration of my technique that I am developing. It has some potential uses and, is really cool." Kallabash would then crack his fingers, letting the effect hit Takeshi, making her feel an odd pain on her body in certain spots of her body, they being her leg and arm hinges, a few parts of her chest and back. The attempt is to immobilize her and make Takeshi fall flat to the ground from pain. (SOrry for taking so long Takeshii !)
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Post by Takeshii on Jun 6, 2017 21:46:38 GMT
Takeshii was confident, at least in her own little way. However, she tried not to let it go to her head. Like most Saiyan's it was in her blood, but she also had this part about her that was different. Confidence, without the fear of losing. She wanted to lose because losing would mean she was taking the time to learn and learning would be part of her growth. She would look to Kallabash, those deep brown eyes watching his motion, the way he stood, the way he shifted his feet. He was a serpent, and she was entranced, at least to a point. She still held her wits about her. She still understood her own limits. Her voice would come then, as he mentioned wanting to show her one of the new techniques he had been perfecting, and she crouched down, even more, focusing her attention on him. She said not a word in that moment, letting the silence speak for her. Letting it speak of the quiet confirmation of her study.
She was not expecting what happened next, and it showed in the almost dumbstruck look upon her features. One moment he was there, the next he was somewhere else. And in those very moments, she did not feel anything. She did not feel a single impact of what he was doing to her. Again and again, he darted around her, his motions making an impact where they needed to...and then he stopped. Standing in front of her like he was, even she was panting, though she could not really understand why she was. It was then that she felt it. The shock of the actual impacts he had made on her body slowly caused the Saiyan to crumple to her knees, the pain rolling through her body in soundless waves. She curled up a bit, and at first, it was the shock that went through her. Then it was awe in a way. However, the final feeling rolling through her was the rage. Her voice came then, trembling with heat.
"Very nice Kallabash. I am excited to see how the final product will develop. How much stronger it will become when you have mastered it. You are talented, very talented and I am lucky to have you as a teacher."
A body would slowly move to a stand, the pain resting within, and she would use that pain to her own advantage. You see, Takeshii had always been someone that preferred to use her pain, instead of letting it make her weak. The pain was weakness leaving the body. Or at least that was what she preferred to think anyway. She stood there a moment as if contemplating her own moves, and then she remembered that Levlidian had told her not to think too much. So she decided not to and would act. Her motion came swiftly, though it was highly calculated, following a similar motion to what he had done only moments before. It was as if she had learned how to recreate his movements, yet added her own little quirks to it. A spin here, a duck there. It was as if she was dancing on air, and perhaps she was. Flawless motion, hidden by the very air they breathed, her fists moving to strike at his gut, his chest, his hips....again and again. She was creating art, yet there was no paint brush within her digits...only fists of rage.
Upon stopping, she was not even panting. There was a smile upon her features, a smile that seemed to actually reach her eyes as she looked to him...waiting to see if her motions actually had the desired effect...or if she had been totally off by what she had learned. That was what she was doing after all...learning, and he was her teacher. She would finally speak, her voice soft and secure with that same air of confidence she had had before.
"Like that? I mean....is there something I need to change?"
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