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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2015 10:46:39 GMT
It was early morning when he got the message over his scouter. Headquarters ordered him to get there within a half hour for an urgent mission. Yawning, while getting out of bed Aspa stood and stretched. He wanted to sleep for another couple hours, but orders were orders. Walking into his shower, Aspa washed his body and proceeded to put on his battle suit. Once everything was in place, Aspa put on his weighted armor. It was heavier than before, but that was fine with him.
He had been growing by leaps and bounds in the last few days. It seemed like his body would plateau for a bit, before it’s prowess exploding like a geyser, but instead of coming down his physical prowess stayed at the level it was at. Putting on his scouter, Aspa was ready for the day.
Stepping out of his house, the blue clad saiyan locked the door behind him. Stretching, he would take to the skies in order to head towards the mission HQ in order to get the mission that he urgently had to do. Unbeknownst to the Super Elite, the mission was a training mission and he could not refuse it.
When Aspa got to the HQ, he would enter it and head straight to the mission desk. Showing the saiyan, his ID he would get a mission report. Reading through it, while there Aspa growled slightly. It seemed like this was a training mission, well he would do it. It better not be to train some snot nosed toddlers, that was one thing Aspa would not do in order to defend Vegeta.
Walking out of the mission HQ, Aspa would take to the skies once more this time heading to the meeting place within the wastelands of Vegeta. Arriving to the meeting place first, Aspa looked around before yawning.
He had forgotten to eat breakfast, but at least he always had ration bars within his battlesuit. Even if they were dry and disgusting they would fill him up rather well. Ripping the wrapper off of one, Aspa would take a vicious bite off of the first ration bar of many. When his training partners arrived at the location, they would find their comrade surrounded by many many ration bar wrappers.
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Post by Natto on Jul 27, 2015 13:46:11 GMT
[Thread Power Level: 104.801] Suddenly, Aspa’s scouter would go crazy, detecting a Power Level of over one hundred thousand. 104.801 to be exact, flying at full speed towards his direction, as it got closer at an incredible speed. Natto was scratching the skies of Vegeta with his ghostly-white ki aura engulfing his body. Since he had to train some saiyans and didn’t know about their identities, he decided not to wear his weighted battle suit. Truth be told, he was wearing only his black jumpsuit that covered only the legs area, his white gloves and boots. His tail wasn’t wrapped around his waist, but hanging loose there, in a relaxed manner. He decided not to wear the armor so that he could show the elites he was about to train that he actually had enough power to instruct them. ”They could at least have me informed on the people I’m about to meet… Damn… Sometimes our records can be so flawed…” he sighed as his red scouter detected a low power level of 7.142. ”That power level can’t be that of an elite… So this guy must be wearing weights, which would make a hell lot of sense… If his weights are somehow similar to mine… Then his power level must be around thirty thousand! I don’t remember a saiyan this strong here! Who might it be?!” he smiled as he was filled with curiosity.
When he approached the place, much to his surprise, he saw Aspa, the blue battle-suited jerk he had as some sort of rival. Around him there were tons of ration bar wrappers, making Natto quite confused. ”Why the heck would he eat so many ration bars? Those things sucks!” he shrugged, as the answer to that question didn’t actually matter. The young saiyan warrior would land near him, and, without any hesitation, speak to him. – You are here for training? I was requested to train two members of the elite… Didn’t think it would be you, though… - he said, waiting for his answer while folding his arms. Natto didn’t have a friendly expression, but he wasn’t angry or anything. He was just serious. Word Count: 356 |
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Post by Tomoroko on Jul 28, 2015 1:33:45 GMT
[Thread PL: 12,145]
That morning, Tomoroko had just finished settling her mother into her new mid class accommodations. It had seemed like forever since they had started the hunt to relocate her and was glad that it was finally over. She wouldn't have to worry about her good for nothing father stirring up trouble for her, and at least here she could really focus on her engineering and do something useful for the saiyan empire.
It was then that her scouter began to beep again, warning her that there was an incoming message for her. She didn't hesitate to take it, stepping out into a private room where she listened to the message play. That mornings relief and joy was quickly replaced by excitement, and at the same time anxiety. She was being called to an elite training session with a super elite! She hadn't even officially been promoted to elite yet, at least not in person. Her tail flickered from left to right excitedly as she listened to the entire contents. She was to meet her trainer within the central wastelands, and she was to expect at least one other elite saiyan to be there with her. To train with so many people made her nervous, but right now she would take any advancement she could get! Any chance to prove herself further!
"Mom! Hey! I got to go this is important. I'll be back later okay see ya!"
She barely waited for her mother to respond, tossing her the keys before bolting it out of the door and taking to the skies the instant she was outside. Her red ki flared up around her like a wild fire as she sped through the skies, pushing herself to go as fast as her body could possibly let her, and then attempting to push herself beyond that. This was going to be so much fun!
By the time she reached the wastelands, her smirk seemed to be permanently glued to her face as she searched for the co-ordinates she was supposed to meet both her trainer and the other elite that would be trained by her side. When she spotted Natto's power level however she tilted her head curiously and flew towards it. What really confused her was the presence of a second power level even lower than her own with him.
"Am I... is he?"
She looked confused for a minute, but the smirk never left her face. Maybe this was Natto's idea of a different kind of training? Pitting her against a saiyan she had never meant instead of constantly fighting him? When she reached the skies above them, she extinguished her ki, bringing herself down so that she would land next to Natto and Aspa.
"Hey Natto. I didn't realize it was going to be you"
She said with a bright smirk. Her eyes almost seemed to be sparkling with excitement at the idea of this training.
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Post by Queen Habana on Jul 28, 2015 4:11:33 GMT
Habana let out a huff of air as she relaxed on a large rock that gave her a rather impressive view of the landscape in her general area, while the Ruins were one of her preferred training spots when it came to practicing technique the Wastelands were technically a vastly superior place to get a good workout, the land itself was its own training course providing ample rock formations for climbing and an innumerable amount of vicious wildlife ready and willing to attempt to make a meal out of you which provided a great incentive to keep oneself on your toes, Habana had spent a few hours fighting some of the local wildlife but unfortunately the bulk of what she had encountered was more or less all bark and no bite barely presenting a challenge for her even with her weighted clothing on. It was rather frustrating that she had not yet encountered anything particularly big or nasty yet, something that would really keep her on edge during a fight.
So calm was everything that she really could rather safely take a rest, her ability to sense energy signatures provided a nice way of making sure that anything with a half decent power did not get the drop on her and the height of the formation she was on prevented the bulk of the weaker creatures from even approaching her. While resting here she had hoped that something interesting would wander by or even come at her, she was doing her very best to look as off-guard as possible to draw there attention but unfortunately her efforts seemed to be in vain.
“Maybe I’ll have some more luck tonight” Habana muttered to herself with a sigh as she watched the clouds drift by, at night all of the nocturnal creatures would begin coming out to hunt and if there weren’t any big interesting morning creatures around perhaps that was because this part of the wastes were ruled by particularly tough nocturnal beasts. It would still be a few hours before sunset though which meant that she needed to kill some time somehow.
As Habana started to puzzle out how best to kill the time until sunset she felt a surge of power in the distance, the surge was rather impressive considering all the weak signatures she had encountered thus far today so it caught her attention rather immedietly, the fract that upon focusing she found it to be a familiar signature set off more bells for Habana as she focused more to get a better feel for it to identify it, within a few moments she let out an amused chuckle as she accurately identified the signature. It was that brat Aspa. She had met the young officer not long ago on the day she had been released from prison.
That entire day had been an exercise in frustration for her, heading home, fighting the burglar, fighting her mother, fighting Yu Yezi, and then finally properly getting to know Aspa which in and of itself was roughly as frustraiting as fighting Yu Yezi had been. The young Saiyan had a rather annoying habit of calling her by a nickname he had decided suited her but only served to infuriate her, even more infuriating was that he was stronger than her, MUCH stronger in fact. “Wonder what he’s up to..” Habana muttered now needed to make a decision, face certain boredom here in the wastes, or certain frustration by visiting Aspa. Unfortunately enough frustration that was reasonably likely to be paired with a spar was far superior to bordom fighting the local wildlife and so Habana took off in the direction of Aspa’s energy signature.
As Habana made her trek towards Aspa’s signature he was soon joined by two, unfamiliar, energy signatures both of which were much to Habana’s frustration quite powerful as well. It was she supposed not that unexpected however, Aspa was an elite and was rather likely to spend time with people of similar status and power. Once the trio of signatures came into view Habana relaxed her pace somewhat not wanting the trio of possible-elites to jump the gun on a too-fast arrival “OI BRAT” Habana shouted as she got closer not letting the presence of the others inhibit her calling Aspa by her ‘nickname’ for him as he would certainly not let that stop him.
[Base PL: 4,785, Potential PL(1 Attack): 19,140]
[Weighted Base PL: 1196, Weighted Potential PL(1 Attack): 4,785]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2015 4:50:51 GMT
Aspa was eating the thirtieth ration bar when he notice three power levels heading towards him. That was odd, due to him only expecting two people. One of them was the Idiot, who had a power level of over a hundred thousand. Gritting his teeth, Aspa crushed the ration bar in his hand before throwing the crumbs away. Opening a thirty-first bar, he would see that Little Hana was heading towards him. ‘She’s cute when she’s mad,’ chuckled the young saiyan while knowing that he will call her by his nickname for her. Her power level was only a fourth of what it was previously, ‘Probably training weights or something,’ he thought while munching on the bar. He thought weights because she didn't seem like the type to hide her strength.
The last one, was completely unknown to him even if it were a sizable one of over twelve thousand. Thinking about this newcomer, Natto the Idiot would arrive first. Looking at the Idiot, with a disinterested look in his eye.
“Well, look who it is… This is surprising, I thought it would have been Vice-Queen Kaula or both her and Master Reikiko. Looks like you’ve grown quite a bit over the last few weeks. So, how many are coming? My scouter has two people on the way. I know one of them personally.”
After that, Aspa would go back to his meal. He would eat another ten bars before Tomoroko would get there. Seeing that this girl knew Natto the Idiot, was surprising. He didn’t even think that Natto could talk to women without getting slapped through a wall. Finishing the last bar, he would blast the wrappers out of existance.
“I’m Aspa of House Bloodburn. Who might you be?”
He looked straight at her while saying that. It seemed like she was there for training as well, his mission report didn’t mention anything about how many people were going to be there, so he wasn’t surprised when his scouter had said that Little Hana was coming. Thinking about the situation, if they had another Saiyan or two there they could go to a different planet and wreck the joint. Thinking that it wouldn’t be a good idea, he didn’t say anything.
Not knowing if the female were wearing weights or not, he did not say anything about her power level. He didn’t know if this were her base power level or if she were hiding it, so he will approach her with caution in the meantime. Seeing that Little Hana was fast approaching, he would let out a little smirk that turned into a frown upon hearing her nickname for him.
“Little Hana, how are you?”
Turning around, he would look her in the eye while smirking at her. He wondered if that would tick her off or not. If it didn’t he would use his other secret nickname for her. He kind of wanted to see how the others react to her attacking him, even if they did appear to be friends at first glance.
“Idiot, I would like to introduce you to Little Hana. Little Hana this is Idiot. The Idiot is the Idiot because he didn’t want me to kill traitors that would have killed us if I didn’t turn into a Oozaru. Little Hana, is Little Hana because… Dunno, it just came to me.”
During his introduction he would point two each one of the Saiyans he was talking about, letting his nicknames for the both of them be known. He didn’t give many people nicknames, only those that he respected on a personal level as great fighters no matter their fighting style, race, or gender. He was one of the only Saiyans that was not completely racist.
He knew he was probably making a bad first impression on the unknown female, but honestly he couldn’t care less at the moment. Waiting for the reactions to the people, Aspa would get into a prepared state to dodge anything that might happen in the next few minutes.
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Post by Natto on Jul 28, 2015 12:50:23 GMT
Natto’s scouter beeped almost immediately after he spoke to Aspa, before the blue battle-suited saiyan could even answer. It indicated that a power level of 12.145 and another power level, a quite low one of 1.196 were coming their way. Natto arched his eyebrows as he knew someone who had the twelve-ish power level. ”Can it be… Tomoroko?” he was almost certain it was her, but his attention was once again dragged to Aspa, as the saiyan spoke. Natto folded his arms as he stared at his former rival. – Why would they come? It’s not like they actually care about us, saiyans… - he said, caring some resentment on his voice, as his tone resembled that of a little growl. Following that, Tomoroko landed right there, near them. Natto looked at her and blushed a little bit, scratching the back of his head a little.
– Hey Tomo! I’m so glad to see you… And yeah… I was assigned to train you! – his tone as quite happy but at the same time a little embarrassed. If Aspa wasn’t oblivious to that sort of thing, he would notice immediately that he had some sort of crush on the young saiyan girl. He was also smiling from corner to corner, feeling really happy to see Tomoroko. Aspa proceeded to ask who she was, and Natto wouldn’t answer for her, he would wait for her to do so before speaking again.
– Anyway… I was randomly ordered to train two saiyan’s elite on this spot… Which means you are somehow promoted, Tomoroko! – he chuckled, feeling really proud of the girl. – But I know nothing of this other power level approaching… You said you know her? – he asked Aspa, as the low power level finally got there. Natto looked towards her direction, seeing a rather odd looking girl, with a very straight hair, showing that she couldn’t possibly be a full saiyan. On top of that, she didn’t have any apparent tail so far. What was quite surprising, though, was that she called Aspa a “Brat”, making Natto arch his eyebrows, feeling rather puzzled. ”What?” he asked himself, as he stared at both of them. Aspa answered by calling her “Little Hana” and Natto wasn’t sure if that was her name or just some sort of intimate nickname. Following that he turned around and spoke again, calling Natto an “Idiot” while introducing him to the new girl, making him sighed with a bored expression taking over his face.
”Asshole…” he said to Aspa on his mind, as he explained about that time when he killed Little Tio’s saiyan henchmen by becoming a rampaging Great Ape. – You seem quite proud of murdering saiyans… Luckily for you I was almost as weak as you back them. – he smirked as he teased Aspa with his sentence, before staring at the woman. She seemed at least older than all of them, but it didn’t matter. – As for you… We are a WAY out of your league… And I was ordered to train those two here… If you want to join in, I can’t guarantee your safety, since you seem like low-class tier… - he said. His tone was that of concern, not despise, which was quite odd for a saiyan elite. He was almost respectful on his manners. Word Count: 556 |
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Post by Tomoroko on Jul 28, 2015 19:19:57 GMT
As Tomo approached Natto, listening to his greeting, she also heard the sound of someone yelling nearby, calling someone a brat. She raised an eyebrow at the comment and looked around until her eyes landed on the newcomer. Only then did she notice the power level on her scouter blink to life, reflecting a rather low power-level that caught the young girl off guard. What was she doing here? She had only heard there would be two elites here and with a power like that, there was no way she was here for the training. Her attention however was suddenly pulled away as ASpa introduced himself. Obviously this guy was born into an elite family as he had a family name. This made her cheeks flush slightly as she barely had such a fancy introduction. She cleared her throat and just continued smiling instead of letting it get to her.
"Nice to meet you, my name is Tomo."
She barely was able to identify herself before Aspa then turned back around to introduce the girl as Hana, introducing her to Natto and vice versa. The way he constantly called Natto an idiot however did get on her nerves, but she stayed silent about it for the time being. There would be plenty of opportunity later to really learn everyone's relationship to one another. She then turned back to Natto when all of the introductions were done, her tail flailing in excitement behind her.
"I sort of assumed I was... I mean no one told me personally but I guess surviving my last mission was good enough to be brought up to elite. I finally reported it just the other night."
She informed Natto before falling quiet, her excitement still radiating through her. She listened to Natto explain the stakes of their training to the new girl, and couldn't help but silently agree. Every time she trained with Natto she got the living crap beaten out of her, there's no way this girl would stand much of a chance in their training at all... but then again, she'd learned not to fully rely on the scouters for that sort of information... maybe she was hiding something she just couldn't see yet?
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Post by Queen Habana on Jul 29, 2015 5:05:07 GMT
Habana’s non-glowing eye twitched in annoyance as Aspa returned her greeting, she had of course been expecting the name but hearing him using it still did not fail to tick her off, what exactly had possessed the young officer to give her such an odd nickname considering she was both taller and older than him was beyond her but part of her worried that trying to pry into the workings of the younger saiyans mind would only lead to further irritation. Her only satisfaction was the fact that he seemed to dislike her nickname for him roughly as much as she disliked his is the small frown was any indication. Having arrived after all the others Aspa introduced her to the only person he seemed actually acquainted with on any level aside from her.
The rather absurdly powerful Saiyan was evidently another victim of Aspa’s nicknaming though where hers seemed to have a genuinely playful nature to it the other Saiyan’s nickname seemed born of some genuine distaste for the man as Aspa declared him as Idiot explaining that he called him such because of the man’s unwillingness to allow him to kill traitors. Without knowing any more about the situation Habana could not particularly make a decision on if Aspa was correct for giving the man such a nickname, there was certainly likely to be a bit more to the situation than such a brief description could provide. Part of Habana wondered how well Aspa knew ‘Idiot’ considering the man while certainly not pleased about the nickname seemed not too bothered by it mostly just choosing to condemn Aspa’s actions.
The other woman, once again a rather frustraiting degree of power greater than Habana’s own introduced herself as Tomo and it was shortly after her introduction that everything went downhill quite quickly as ‘Idiot’ addressed Habana directly, evidently Tomo and Aspa were here specifically to receive training from him, not exceptionally surprising considering how powerful the man was, he made even Aspa seem weak by comparison of raw power output alone, evidently he seemed to believe she had arrived for training as well and declared that she was ‘WAY’ out of her league, a statement that caused Habana’s eye to flare slightly with her annoyance.
Then ‘Idiot’ claimed that he was willing to let her join but that he could not guarantee her safety, perhaps that alone would not have set her off any more, she knew she was quite below the other three in power, even more so with her weights on, but then he called her clos class tier and with that Habana’s left eye burned bright with barely restrained anger as Habana grit her teeth. And in a strange way his tone, genuinely concerned and without the usual hint of distaste that generally accompanied such statements actually managed to make her MORE mad, it felt like pity and if there was something she detested being aimed at her even more than hate was pity, she didn’t NEED his concern and most certainly did not want it.
Her focus shifted entirely onto ‘Idiot’ Habana glared “First of all I did not come here for training, I sensed the brats power and decided to see what he was up to. Second of all FUCK YOU I may not be as strong as you three but I am and have always been Mid-Class my powers a bit restrained because of my weights right now and if I DID train with you I’d be fine” Habana all bur snarled the words her entire body tense with her barely restrained fury, she was unsure exactly how she was holding herself back from just attacking ‘Idiot’ usually that was her go-to rather than actually responding. Part of Habana knew that of course she really WOULD NOT be fine training with any of them if they were using their full power, perhaps she could land a few solid hits on Aspa or Tomo if she was lucky, but even those fights were losing battles. A fight with Idiot however would be like a fly trying to take down a giant, she would be lucky to even get a chance to damage his armor.
[Base PL: 4,785, Potential PL(1 Attack): 19,140]
[Weighted Base PL: 1196, Weighted Potential PL(1 Attack): 4,785]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2015 5:41:07 GMT
Aspa, leaned against a rock while looking at the three of them. Listening to all of them before responding to any of them. He would smirk, it seemed like Little Hana had more fire than he even realized. It would be fun to train with her, but for now he would have to defuse the situation before the Idiot crushed her for her mouth.
“Little Hana, why don’t you sit out for now? I’ll train with you later, and take you to a restaurant after this. I’ve been meaning to do so for a while now.”
Looking straight at Natto, Aspa could feel loathing for him. It seemed like he still did not get why the both of them seemed to not to care about Saiyans.
“Natto, you need to stop insulting Vice-Queen Kaula and Master Reikiko. Vice Queen Kaula is here to help protect the Saiyans. She called her friend, to help do just that. If Master Reikiko, did not care about us would she of told me she would consider training me once I met her again or would have even considered of coming to this planet to help? You need to think before you talk. I do not enjoy killing Saiyans, but if they’re traitors and are fighting to kill me, then yes I will kill them before they have a chance. The lizard’s henchmen may of had our power levels back then, but they had more than twice our experience. Power is good in a fight, but it does nothing without the experience to use it. In a battle, especially when the enemy is trying to kill you, you must be prepared to kill or capture. At our power levels we were not strong enough to capture the enemy.”
Aspa continued to stare straight at Natto, he wondered if the stronger warrior was getting what Aspa was saying. But if he did not, then Aspa would simply have to remain silent about that. Aspa would not hesitate to kill anyone that was trying to kill him if there were no other way to proceed, unless there were a bunch of enemies. He would kill most of them leaving the leader alive for interrogation and execution if he could capture them without harm to himself. Continuing to stare at Natto.
“Also, trust me Little Hana can handle herself in a fight. She is indeed wearing weights like I am. Let her stay, so she may watch the training session. I only ask, so she can know what Elites can do and what she may be able to do someday. Besides you were weaker than her when we first met, Natto.”
He wondered if Natto actually would listen to him, or completely and utterly brush him off and ignore what he had just said even the speech. He highly doubt that Natto would, but if he actually does then Natto would not be a good leader ignoring his subordinates words of wisdom and not even considering the words.
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Post by Natto on Jul 29, 2015 20:16:12 GMT
Tomo said that she had just reported from her mission last night, and that made quite a lot of sense, since it should be enough to promote her along with her power level of over ten thousand. He smiled to her before speaking. – You did? Well… That makes a lot of sense! – he said to her, feeling rather proud as usual. However, just as he had spoken to Tomoroko, the girl called “little Hana” spoke again in a rather infuriated tone, making Natto arch one of his eyebrows. She said that she was able to sense Aspa’s power level, which made the young saiyan to become quite intrigued. ”Can she sense power levels without the aid of a scouter?! That’s quite a feat! I myself am not able to do that!” he thought, feeling rather impressed with the apparent low class level woman. Following that she told Natto to fuck himself, as she was only restrained due to heavy weights, which made Natto evaluate her actual power level. ”If that’s true… Well… She may be around four thousand… Not bad…” he thought, as it actually made her mid-class material.
Before he could answer anything Aspa spoke to her saying that he would train with her later on, and take her to dinner, which made Natto sighed with a bored expression. ”This guy wants to mate with every single girl out there… Just hope he doesn’t start flirting with Tomoroko…” he frowned his eyebrows with that thought. After that he proceeded to defend Kaula and Reikiko, making Natto roll his eyes as he had no patience whatsoever to talk about that threatening alien scumbag anymore. – Whatever… - he said as his sole answer to Aspa’s monologue about Kaula and Reikiko. Natto, however, focused his attention on Aspa when he started speaking about the incident again, making him feel a little angry. What the blue battle-suited saiyan said made some sense, even though Natto didn’t like to admit it. The young saiyan warrior sighed and nodded with a bitter taste inside his mouth.
– True… I will give you that. I was more naïve back at that time… I hate to kill saiyans… But you have a point, okay? – he said, sighing again. It was hard for him to give Aspa a reason, but he had to be fair with the fellow saiyan. After that, he vowed for “little Hana’s” capability, and Natto sighed again and scratch the top of his head before throwing his hands up in the air in an impatient gesture. – Fine! If she I wearing weights I will believe she is at least middle class… And indeed I was around her power level back then… Anyway… If she wants to train that’s fine… I will just have to adjust it, so that it’s a three against one sort of training, instead of coaching a spar between you and Tomoroko… - He said, as he took a few steps towards “little Hana”. – If you are fine with that… Well… I won’t take it easy! But as much as I still think Aspa is a jerk, I now that I can trust him when he vows for someone’s ability… If you are okay with that… - he paused, staring at Aspa and then Tomoroko. – I will let you guys come up with a strategy… I’ll give you two minutes, and then we start our spar! – he said at the end, folding his arms again as he waited for them to decide. Word Count: 589 |
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Post by Tomoroko on Jul 30, 2015 0:54:17 GMT
'Okay so... Aspa hates Natto that much is obvious... Hanna hates everybody, but I swear if she makes one more this way I'll beat her myself... and obviously Natto dislikes Aspa and the vice queen as well as whoever the other person Aspa mentioned was... great, this whole training session is going to be all sorts of aweful.'
The young saiyan thought to herself in frustration as she listened to everyone talk. As soon as Hanna started speaking aggressively towards Natto Tomoroko glared at the girl, her eyes focuses solely on the strange woman's actions. She knew how saiyans could be, but for some reason when it came to Natto, she wouldn't tolerate someone like her speaking to him like that. She grit her teeth, preventing herself from saying anything when Natto spoke up again, indicating that due to the circumstances, they would be having a three versus one fight.
She looked over towards Natto at that, her glare fading for the moment as she seemed to silently ask him if he was sure. Of course, she knew he wouldn't say it unless he was serious. With a sigh she glanced back to the other two and silently made her way towards them, her eyes darting over to Hanna as she continued to watch her until the three of them were standing together. She further waited for Natto to step away from them, giving them the two offered minutes to prepare a battle strategy against him.
"Anyone have any ideas? I train with him a lot and it's hard to hit him up close or from a distance. Personally I'd rather get in up close and personal, I can take his hits to some degree."
She offered the two of them, crossing her arms as she spoke. She wondered what the other two's fighting styles were like, and wondered how they would come to play in this sort of scenario. This fight was going to be difficult, especially as she knew her focus would be split between Natto and Hanna. She didn't trust the other female after her outburst nor did she like her after that first impression... Aspa however had yet done anything to earn her mistrust.
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Post by Queen Habana on Jul 30, 2015 3:53:23 GMT
So focused on Idiot was Habana that she did not even notice the Saiyan girl’s vicious glare aimed directly at her with as much intensity was Habana’s glare at Idiot. Habana’s attention was broken only when she heard Aspa pipe up again, briefly her eyes remained fixed on Idiot even as Aspa spoke but as she took in what he was saying her attention and by extension the full fury of her glare shifted onto the younger officer. In all likelihood he meant well by his statement, he wanted her to pull back, calm down, and not do something stupid. But the way he had said it only served to fuel Habana’s fire as she felt as if the younger Saiyan was babying her trying to pacify her with food and training. Under normal circumstances such an offer would be something quite up her ally but paired with her already boiling anger Habana simply took the request in the worst possible way she however remained silent simply fixing Aspa with a vicious glare before returning her focus onto Idiot, she knew better than to open her trap on Aspa. He was friendly enough and while he was a bit annoying she did not want to lose a possible friendship so quickly by snapping at him.
Aspa continued talking addressing Idiot by a new, and likely his proper, name. Natto. Something about that name struck a chord with Habana, as if she had heard it before or like she was supposed to know it better than shit did. Considering his power it was VERY likely that he was a major big shot of some sort through this would not be the first time she made the choice to deck a big shot for being an ass. This time however she was unlikely to even phase Natto and slowly Habana realized even more how BAD of an idea actually lashing out and possibly attacking Natto would have been, normally her outbursts occurred in bars where there were many many people around to drag her and her opponent off one another, people who also tended to make sure she survived her attacks on vastly more powerful assholes.
But now she was out in the wastes with only Aspa as any sort of backup and could she really trust the young Saiyan to put himself on the line to make sure someone as overwhelmingly powerful as Natto did not vaporize her for taking a cheap shot? Habana gritted her teeth as her thoughts were interrupted by Aspa mentioning her again suggesting that she –watch- the sparring session. She had NO intention of sitting around and playing spectator to a bunch of elites, she already knew quite well how powerful they were and had even fought someone whose power fell between Aspa and Tomos, that had been a VERY bad fight and the end result had been a number of broken ribs, a broken jaw, and a nearly broken right arm in addition to a month in lockup. Not fun.
Habana bit her tongue to stop herself from denouncing the ‘sit and watch’ idea and as she tried to formulate something to say Natto spoke up again, she had been only sort-of paying attention to Natto and Aspa’s argument about themselves and the Vice-Queen, he then moved on to addressing Aspa’s statements about her claiming he at least believe she was mid-class and confirming that at some point he had been around her own power. THAT was not a statement that she had not expected Aspa to make nor for Natto to confirm, by that logic Habana could very well have the capacity to reach the same level of power as Natto. He then decided to change up the training to incorporate her shifting from a one versus one with Tomo and Aspa into a three on one with himself as the one and the rest of them as the three.
Habana inwardly cursed herself, she had not actually been looking to join in on the training but had managed to mouth off her way into it with her claim that she would be ‘fine’ now the three of them would need to devise a way to take down Natto, Aspa and Tomo themselves likely had barely enough power to do anything to Natto and Habana was all but certain she would have little she could do to actually harm the man. “I’m a mostly physical fighter, I can boost my strikes with energy to make ‘em hit a bit harder so maybe you and I try distracting him by keeping on him while Aspa powers up an attack that can knock him on his ass?” Habana suggested once they were separate from Natto “I can also keep a read on where he is for the most part, I’ve already got myself mostly locked onto him cause I was probably going to try and do something stupid like punch him.” Habana said with a heavy sigh
“I’m uh- Sorry if I’m screwing up your training, I get a bit carried away when I get mad, but if it’s any consolation my mother always told me ‘we do our best when the odds are stacked against us’ and considering how strong he is I’d say that fits here.” Habana thought for a moment before realizing something “Do you think he’d even realize it if I started powering up an attack now? I guess it’s a bit underhanded but it’s also a good strategy to take advantage of the time he said he would give us I suppose. Heh I’d probably NEED two minutes to actually power up enough to put a dent on him with a single attack” Habana said poking a bit of fun at herself.
[Base PL: 4,785, Potential PL(1 Attack): 19,140]
[Weighted Base PL: 1196, Weighted Potential PL(1 Attack): 4,785]
[Word Count: 961]
[Total Word Count: 2,390]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2015 17:14:32 GMT
Aspa once more started to lean against the boulder that he was leaning against. Yawning slightly, he hoped he placated Little Hana enough so she wouldn’t straight up attack Aspa, that just would not do. Staring lazily at the sky, while listening to Natto and the girls formulate their plan. Stretching his back, before getting up and heading towards them.
“Little Hana’s plan is the most likely to succeed, but we’re going to need the both of you attacking him and continuously attack him. We will need him to be completely distracted long enough to charge the energy. And no, Little Hana you should not start charging an attack. His scouter would probably alert him to the charge. Try to destroy his scouter while I position myself.”
He wondered if he should discard his training weights and go at Natto with Tomoroko, but decided against that because he wasn’t that good of a front line fighter. He spent most of his time training up projectile Ki based techniques. He probably should create a few melee based techniques, maybe a fighting style so he could fight more effectively while on the field.
“I will need at least 10 minutes, to charge up the energy needed to blast Natto with. I hope you can handle fighting up close and personal with him until I’m ready.”
Breathing in before out slowly, Aspa would blow out a breath for a long period of time. His plan had the best chance of success, and he was playing on all of their strengths. He hoped that Little Hana was more of a close ranged fighter than a long ranged one like Aspa. But that didn’t matter right than. They had a spar to get started. Aspa, would jump away from all of them. He wondered if he should have learned how to suppress his energy. He watched all three of them while licking his lips.
He was sparring against someone that could seriously hurt all three of them if he wasn’t extremely careful with his attacks, he had his suit to repair himself but he guessed that the girls didn’t have anything that could repair themselves should Natto accidentally get carried away. But that’s a chance they would just have to risk. If forced to do so, Aspa would snap Natto out of any rage he might be in by throwing aside his weighted armor and blasting off with Natto to the ruins to try to calm him down.
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Post by Natto on Jul 30, 2015 18:36:06 GMT
Natto hovered away from them to let them come up with some sort of action plan to fight against him. He was feeling quite thrilled though, since it has been a while since he could go a little more like all-out in a training. Well… He couldn’t go full strength yet, as the gap between his power level and their combined power level was still quite considerable, but he wouldn’t have to hold back that much either, so it was quite exciting. ”I know how Tomo fights quite well, so there’s no big surprises there… Aspa, on the other hand is quite the ki blast type of fighter… He isn’t likely to come into close quarters with me and will probably try to keep on attacking from afar… The only one I have no clue about is this girl… She has no scouter though, which means that, if she was able to find Aspa, she might have a way to sense energy, meaning that she will always be aware of where I am, just like with our scouters…” he though, as he came up with some strategy. ”Very well… I’ll let them come, but still pay some attention to Aspa… He can do the most damage out of the three of them, since this girl is just barely as strong as I was when I came back from Argavat… Anyway… I can’t underestimate any of them.” he decided, as he waited for the timer he set up on his scouter.
With a beep, it indicated that the time was up, and Natto smirk widened, as he stared at them, unfolding his arms and, in a movement almost impossible to see due to his speed, he fired a warning ki blast that hit the ground nearby them, making the ground shatter a little bit. – Okay! Time’s up! Ready or not, here I go! – he said on a loud tone, since he was far away and, with that, Natto bent his knees a bit, flaring his ghostly-white ki aura around his body and rushing towards them at an incredible speed. The distance disappeared in less than a blink of an eye as he was already in close quarters with them. His first target? Habana!
He wanted to see how she would react to his full speed charge and aimed a strong hook to her stomach. Despite charging with his full speed, he was using only 5% of his full strength to that attack, since he didn’t want to one-hit-Ko the woman. – Let’s see what you’ve got! – he shouted as he attacked her with his left hand. At the same time, Natto charged a regular blue-colored ki blast and launched it with his right hand, aiming for Aspa, now using around 10% of his full potential.
The hook was a really difficult attack to evade, due to his sheer speed. The ki blast wasn’t much easier, either, but since it wasn’t a straight brutal charging attack, it wasn’t as brutal and fast. At the same time, he remained alert to all his surroundings, as he didn’t expect them to just stay there, doing nothing as he charged against them with quite a lot of will power. Word Count: 523 [charged to lend a hook on Habana’s stomach] -> Consider the damage output: PL 5.240 [fired a ki blast at Aspa] -> Consider the damage output: PL 10.480 |
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Post by Tomoroko on Jul 30, 2015 18:57:40 GMT
"Basically what I was insinuating..."
Tomoroko said with a light sigh as they suggested she charge at Natto. What she wasn't expecting was to have the other woman by her side. She couldn't remember the last time she fought close range with someone by her side and didn't know how well she could adapt to that situation. She had an idea of how it could work, but they would need to practice the technique before applying it or no doubt Tomo would be receiving one too many hits behind the head.
"We don't have time to all individually power up, but taking off that armor probably wouldn't be a terrible idea... and if all you need is 10 minutes, I think I'll be able to keep him distracted long enough..."
She stated, though silently hoped he meant a very fast 10 minutes. Natto wouldn't use his full power, if he did that would kill them, but even at a fraction of his power his strikes hurt like hell, and she had a feeling she'd be the one on the receiving end of most of them... at least that seemed to be the plan anyways.
When the time was up, Natto announced as such by firing a small ki blast at the ground by their feet, blasting a hole through it and causing the dirt and rocks to fly up into the air as a warning. She smirked as she spun around to face him, he seemed to be just as excited as she was to be fighting, even if he was holding back. It was amazing that he didn't get bored restricting himself so much. When he charged at them however, he went directly for Habana which caused the young girl to spring into action. She needed her to get that armor off, or at least not be knocked out first punch. Therefore, she leaped in front of Hana as fast as she could, bringing her arm up to attempt blocking Natto's left hook but wincing and hissing as his fist connected with the side of her arm. It didn't take long for the bruise to appear where he had hit but she grit her teeth to stay as silent as she could after the painful hit.
"You can't get away with ignoring me... Natto"
She forced a grin back up onto her face before bringing her knee up to collide with Natto's gut, then charging her Atomic Strike into her right hand and swinging it for his face. Her atomic strike looked like a ball of red energy that surrounded her hand without actually creating an energy beam. If it connected with Natto's head, then the energy would be diffused and explode between them.
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word count: 483
[Atomic Stike PL: 4008]
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