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Post by Etoru on Aug 6, 2015 21:04:45 GMT
( Tomoroko gets first post) TomorokoMax Thread PL: 48,968. Current PL:10,000. Heavy Weights On.: Max PL:12,242 Etoru was asleep. He still had tears on his eyes that weren't yet dried. While snoozing, the ship began shaking heavily, and Etoru slowly began to open his eyes. Truth be told, he's a pretty heavy sleeper, but this is something no one can sleep through! The heat in the pod began to rise and Etoru was both thirsty and hungry! He couldn't find anything in the pod to eat but he did bring along some snacks but that wasn't intended for the trip. Heck this whole trip wasn't intended. Etoru looked around the pod worryingly. He couldn't tell why it was shaking. "What's going on? Oh no. Um...!" Etoru was being clueless as he didn't look outside his window. But once he caught glimpse of that, he started freaking out. He was entering Vegeta's atmosphere. "No no no....! Make it stop please! Help someone!" Tears began falling down his face again. Why'd this have to happen to him? He was afraid the pod wasn't going to make the landing, but Etoru didn't know how these were designed. Although considering this is a REALLY old pod, you can never be to sure. The pods temperature began drastically rising. It was so hot to the point where the ship had fire in it. Etoru saw the landforms starting to come in and he clutched his sit tightly in fear of how this was going to end. He closed his eyes tightly and tried to think of happy thoughts. Yeah that'll get his mind of things. Oh who is he kidding, how can you get your mind wandering in a time like this. It's extremely hard to do and it's not the best thing you can do. Probably Tania come to think of it. She'd probably bring up something totally off topic even when we're about to crash land. Etoru peeked his eye open a bit and shut it tightly again. "Help! I don't want to do this!" He screamed hoping on the slim chance someone will come by. By now he was incredibly close to the landscape and was heading straight for a mountain. He screamed as he hit it but instead of what he feared he went straight through and the mountain collapsed. Then he went through another and another until it finally wore down his ship completely. He heard something that sounded like the engine going off and blinked his eyes blankly. He was heading straight for the ground. When he impacted the ground the ship exploded into a fiery blaze. It exploded due to how worn down it was already. Luckily, Etoru managed to survive the explosion but unfortunately for him, he was heavily injured. He crawled out the pod and rose slowly and steadily on his feet. Tear rolled down his face. It was both pain and fear. He didn't have to go through all that. His clothes were shredded and he had cuts and bruises not to mention blood trickling all over. Each step he took was harder than the last. He began to hug his tail for comfort, a habit he's used to. Then his legs didn't have the energy to lift him anymore and he just fell. He tried to get up but he couldn't. He stared at the red sky while he was slowly slipping unconscious. Tears formed and slowly made their way down his cheek. Then he slipped into an unconscious state, fresh tears still lied on his cheeks. His ki slowly began to fade. |
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Post by Tomoroko on Aug 6, 2015 21:51:34 GMT
[Thread Power Level: 25,402 // Heavy Weights on: 6,351 PL] NattoQueen Habana@aspa Training with heavy weights wasn’t exactly the easiest thing to do. Ever day Tomoroko found she had just to struggle to get out of bed and do every day tasks. Yes, she slept with the armor, she ate her morning breakfast with it, she walked and ran for miles, and did some very basic exercises with the armor. Everything was difficult and very draining to the poor girl, however every day she pushed herself further than the last. She would wake up in the morning and perform a set of push ups, then when she went to eat, she would add in some sit-ups… with every menial task, Tomo would throw in some form of exercise and training. It took a few days before Tomoroko was even able to take flight again, adding that into her routine once she found she was able to pick herself up off of the ground. Today however, the young girl was ready to start truly training with the armor so that she could push her limits even farther. She found herself in the wastes once more, by the oacis where she had originally met Natto. The sun was high in the sky, meaning the sun was beating and burning against her skin. Under her feet the sand was constantly shifting and moving, making it hard for her to get proper footing, and forcing her to do as Natto had shown her, and push energy into her feet so that she could lift herself off the ground just enough to act as if she was simply weightless above the sand. “There’s no reason I can’t do this… Natto used this armor up until he became super saiyan… he did it to protect the planet and to protect me… I have to do the same… I have to show him, and the others that I can do this too…” Her gaze was serious as she stared into the water of the oacis. This part of her training would be dangerous, and even life threatening if she proved incapable of rising to the occasion. She began to wade her way into the water, struggling against both the weights and the water. She would move deeper and deeper until she could go no further without dropping into the deep darkness of the water. She took in a deep breath before taking the next step, letting her body quickly start sinking. The sunshine began to fade away, barely visible now above the surface of the water. All Tomoroko could see as her feet touched the bottom of the water was the sand, sea weed and stone covered edges. She closed her eyes as she began to manipulate her energy once more, pushing it through her body and simply feeling it's flow for a moment. When she finally opened her eyes again, she simply began to walk around the bottom of the deep pool of water, pushing against the added pressure this depth added. She walked until she built up enough momentum to start 'running' underwater. Then, with her momentum she took off from the ground, 'hovering' just above it as she used her ki to push herself through the water. If she hadn't already been covered in water, no doubt by now she would already be covered by sweat. The added pressure to the weights was extremely intense, and she could feel every muscle ache and pull in protest to the training. However, Tomo never stopped.... She began a regular exercise routine, punching out into the water, focusing her Atomic blast into her strikes before doing the same with her legs. Soon, Tomoroko was fighting an invisible battle, easily moving into the battle as she punched and kicked at her invisible enemy. She even fired off her Rail Gun which was significantly smaller while at this depth and a whole lot slower. That didn't matter, the fact that she was able to do so under the circumstances was impressive. As she continued her new underwater training routine, she noticed how the sun had been temporarily blocked out completely. The first time by something small passing in front of it, the second time because a whole mountain top seemed to be falling to the ground. From her depth, she could feel the ground shake when it landed on the ground, the sand beginning to slide and cave in towards her. She pushed herself up through the water to get to the surface, but her progress was slow, and the girl was quickly running out of air. Her face was even starting to turn blue as the young girl attempted to reach the surface, finally turning her body to face the bottom of the small oacis. She brought her hand forward, fingers pointed like a gun as she fired off another rail gun, this time riding the burst of energy until her body was propelled out of the water and back onto the sandy shore of the small oacis. She coughed and wheeze until her lungs were full of oxygen once more before looking up towards an explosion. No doubt the result of whatever had temporarily blocked out the sun above the oacis. She jumped to her feet and grabbed her scouter, fixing it to her face before pushing herself up to the air. Upon arriving at the crashed space pod, Tomoroko looked around it curiously. There was no signs that anyone was even inside the pod, and when she looked inside without touching the still hot metal she was able to confirm that. "This is strange..."She grumbled before her scouter suddenly indicated a power level nearby that was quickly starting to drop. Well, this situation was becoming eerily familiar. She flared up her red ki around her and sped towards the source of the energy, meanwhile, she sent a call out to Natto as she wasn't quit sure how to approach the situation. "Hey Natto... listen, something's going on near the oacis in the wastelands... there's a crashed pod but no one was inside... My scouters picked up a power signal that's fading so im going to check it out but they might need some serious help."She began, finally catching a glympse of what it was she was tracking. Down in the sand there lay the form of a tiny saiyan boy, lying unconscious. She flew down and landed next to him, crouching down next to him as she examined the little guy. The tail definitely labelled him as a saiyan alright, but he stank... and not in the sense that he didn't shower, simply something about the boy smelled very different. She gave his shoulder a quick poke before carefully turning the boy over. "Looks like a saiyan kid..."Was the last part of her transmission sent to Natto before she leaned towards Etoru and carefully picked him up off of the ground. She couldn't move very fast with this armour on, so she hoped that Natto would be here soon enough to help her with this kid. ----------- Word Count 1170 |
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Post by Natto on Aug 7, 2015 2:14:25 GMT
[Thread Power Level: 183.438] Like usual, Natto was at the palace, trying to keep things under control. Lately he had some issue with some rebel saiyans, that didn’t acknowledge him as the true Commander-in-Chief of the Saiyan Solar Empire’s Stationary Defense Army, they would scream, curse and complain, and even go as far as saying thet Kaula was the one that was supposed to be in charge, and not his lowly self, making him rather angry, not because of the lowly self-part, but because they were putting Kaula, that abandoning traitor into a much higher regard them him, that was actually trying to do something for the empire and the saiyan race in general.
He truly hated to have to use violence against a fellow saiyan warrior, member of the empire, but some saiyans would only understand the speech of the fists, so he had to knock the out with a single powerful hit, that made an example for the others, that were awestruck with his incredible power. – Kaula left because she doesn’t give a shit about our empire or any of us! I’m not here by choice, I’m here because I’m stronger than all you fools together, so shut up and obey! Your squad IS going to patrol the ancient tuffles ruins! And that’s my final word, goddammit!! – he roared, gritting his teeth and pounding the arm of the chair he positioned at the right side of the throne; Natto wouldn’t dare to sit on the throne, so he settled for a position to its right, but this was already the tenth chair he had broken with a pound, and it was starting to piss him off a lot.
The squad left the room, willing to obey his orders, and, as they left, he sighed, feeling rather relieved that they were the last schedule meeting for the day, and now he could go for a training session, before trying to contact Tomoroko. He was missing the girl, and to think about that made him blush and smile. Interestingly enough, just as he thought about her, his scouter beeped with a message from Tomo herself. ”A message from Tomo?! Wow! What is it about?” he thought, feeling rather excited about it. When he started reading, though, he arched one of his eyebrows, with a puzzled expression on his face. ”A pod… Hmm… That’s odd… Maybe it’s a saiyan coming back from a mission… But to land there, something bad might have happened to him…” he thought to himself, touching his chin with his right hand and stroking it with his thumb. Following that, Tomoroko announced that was a saiyan kid. ”As I imagined… Maybe it’s a planet conqueror that came back injured… I’ve got to check it out…” he decided, as he got up from his almost broken chair.
– Tomo, I’m on my way. Please, take cara, okay? Over. – he sent the message and, by flaring his ghostly-white ki aura, that quickly engulfed his body, he flew right through the throne’s room window and right into the crimson skies of Vegeta, leaving a trail of white energy behind him, as he scratched the skies with his full speed, that was amazing. It took him less than a minute to reach Tomoroko’s destination at the surroundings of the oasis, and, as he landed, he made his ki aura vanishe, quickly walking towards the young saiyan girl.
She was holding the young kid on her arms, and, despite wearing some weird cloth, he looked like a pure blooded saiyan to him. Natto approached Tomoroko and, even though he was preoccupied with the kid, he still smiled as he saw her, making a little caress on her face with the back of his hand. – Good to see you… - he said, quickly, chuckling a bit, before getting back into a more serious expressions and pointing at the kid with a movement of his head. – How bad is him? Think we should take him to Nabana? – he asked, trying to evaluate the kid’s condition himself. Word Count: 675 |
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Post by Queen Habana on Aug 7, 2015 22:20:02 GMT
Habana was really starting to think that perhaps reevaluating the usefulness of training in the wastes would be a -very- good idea, ultimately what she really needed was to get a place of her own and a gravity machine now THAT would greatly increase how much she got out of training but of course both a house and a gravity machine were rather large monetary expenditures and she was at the moment quite low on funds, theoretically she could look into working out something with her mother but the very idea of asking for help not with training but for money made Habana feel violently ill, she was perfectly find with seeking out her mother for a training session, the woman was more than willing to oblige and was a great sparring partner to boot... but asking her for anything else just felt wrong, especially with how often Habana had said that she could 'do things herself' and that she did not need her mothers help and even in a situation like this she refused to flip on that just to make things a bit easier. She always managed to find a way to make things work before and now would be no different. She would just have to find some work somewhere, there was usually a pretty solid market for mercenary work and even better they usually cared very little for the history of new mercs unless said history involved being a traitor to the planet of which Habana had never been imprisoned for, hitting a few asshole elites for being assholes was thankfully not enough grounds for being branded a traitor even if some of the prosecutors had tried rather hard to make it so.
The primary reason Habana was rethinking her current method of training was because at the moment she was laying in a small crater her clothes and weights slightly torn and mangled after a particularly long and extremely frustrating fight with an absurdly large Saiba Beas, the creature certainly was nowhere near as large as an Oozaru but damn had it felt like getting hit by one. Presently the creature lay dead a few feet away from her, smaller saiba creatures and non-saiba creatures skittering around it to try and pick off something they could eat before a larger scavenger tried to take them along with it's fill.
Most of them were leaving her alone and the few that made an effort to see if she was food were swiftly met with a withering glare and a blast of energy, most of the blasts actually missed but any activity from her was usually enough to ward off the scavengers considering there was a much larger and much dead-er prize to be had. “Kraa!” Habana groaned as a large avian creature swooped down at her, it was moderately more powerful than the other scavengers which meant that the bigger and together creatures were starting to catch wind of her kill, this one evidently decided going after her would mean even more food but all it would really result in, Habana's right hand ignited with energy as the creature drew near, was a swift end to its life, Habana lifted herself up as the creature was all but ready to attack and took a swing at its elongated beak, her fist made impact and with it came a sickening crunch as the creature was sent flying off to the side. With a sigh Habana picked herself up seeing that the creature was actually still relatively close she blasted it's skull not particularly fond of leaving the creature to die in pain. With the bird dead Habana climbed her way out of her crater taking one last look at the carcass of the giant saiba creature already much of its protective plant-like skin stripped away by scavengers, before heading off in the vague direction of civilization.
As Habana wandered however her eye surged slightly as she felt familiar energy signatures not too far away, it took her a moment to identify them, Tomo and Natto along with a third signature that she could not identify but for some reason felt almost familiar. Raising an eyebrow Habana decided to go check things out curious more about the third signature than why Natto and Tomo were out here. After a few minutes of travel Habana finally spotted the trio and the sight she found was a rather amusing one at least for Habana, Tomo was holding a young Saiyan in her arms as Natto stood before her, the scene was actually rather adorable all things considered as it was becoming clear there was a bit more between Tomo and Natto then just friendship.
“I really wish I had a camera to catch this adorable family moment” Habana said with a wide smile on her face as she continued her approach, she knew well enough that there was no real chance that the child was -actually- Tomo and Natto's, both Saiyans were quite a bit younger than Habana was and the child looked to be at least six maybe eight years old which meant the timeline on that did not line up very well but that did not mean Habana could not have a bit of fun with the two young Saiyans.
[Base PL: 15,023, Potential PL(1 Attack): 60,092]
[Weighted Base PL: 3,756, Weighted Potential PL(1 Attack): 15,023]
[Word Count: 883]
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Post by Etoru on Aug 7, 2015 23:38:40 GMT
[Current PL:34] Etoru lied in Tomo's arms unconscious. In his eyes, everything was pitch black. He was awake in his unconscious state walking around just fine, but in reality he still lied unconscious. He looked around worryingly. This felt like that dream he had about a month ago. He didn't want to repeat that. That was the worst experience he's ever had. Well maybe second with his current injury being first. He walked around fearfully, hoping to find something. Anything. A door? Or maybe a light. Heck he'd do anything to stop the dream from happening. He fired a ki blast hoping to light up the place but nothing really happened. He just heard the ki blast move farther away from him. He began hearing footsteps. He began to panic. "NO. I DONT WANT THIS TO HAPPEN AGAIN!" His breathing intensified and his heartbeat grew faster. He saw his Gruncle, Sheenu. Etoru smiled with tears in his eyes to see him. He ran to hug him and buried his face in his robes. "I'm so sorry Sheenu! I didn't mean the stuff that I said before!" He sighed. Then he replied a warning to Etoru before fading away. "Beware boy...you must awake! You're in danger..." Etoru didn't know how to respond. He reaches for his Gruncles fading form then clenched his fists.
Everything began to blur and light began to show. He began to gain consciousness again. He twitched a bit at first. He also started to groan slightly in pain. Although they were really just short groans and not really the ones you make after being hit in the gut or something. Everything started to take form. He looked up and expected to see the sky, but instead he was met with a girls face. "W...what?" He mumbled lightly. But he noticed he wasn't on the floor given to how close it seemed he was and realized she must have been carrying him. He looked at the corner of his eyes to see two other people but what he saw made him realize what his Gruncle meant by danger. The two had tails, and he assumed that this girl had a tail as well. Summoning all his strength he attempted to head butt Tomoroko's nose. Should he succeed, he'd fall to the ground. Although he didn't fall, he did a backflip to gain distance from them. When he landed he winced at the pain and fell to his knees.
Tears started to form again. He tried to shake it off and walk through the pain. He stood up slowly and got into a fighting pose. His power rose to 103 but he was barely able to keep himself together. He looked at all of them and just as he predicted the one who held him had a tail as well. He looked at the other girl and thought she looked oddly familiar. So did the one that held him but he wasn't going to let his imagination get the best of him. He gritted his teeth and did his best to sound intimidating and try to hide the fear that lied within. "S...stay back. I'll t-" he feel on his knee holding his right rib. He looked up at them and pushed himself up again. When he rose to his feet he stumbled about but caught his balance. "I'll....take all of y-you." Truth be told, Etoru was scared out of his mind. He thought if he scared them first, they'll go away before they see through his fear. By now, tears were rolling down his face in both pain and fear as he challenged the 3 Sayians. |
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Post by Tomoroko on Aug 8, 2015 1:23:38 GMT
Whenever Natto landed, Tomoroko's smile suddenly appeared on her face, though something about her face still told the other saiyan she was worried. Her tail gave a little twitch of excitement as Natto came up and brushed his hand against her face, leaning into his touch lightly before glancing back down to the kid.
"I'm sorry if I interrupted anything important... I just wasn't sure how the whole planetary security thing worked in regards to stray pods landing on the planet... poor kid though, his power level's dropping really low... maybe we should take him to Habana... at least this way he won't die, and we can ask him questions when he wakes up."
The young saiyan stated as she shifted the little boy in her arms, adjusting his weight so that he didn't feel so heavy with the weighted armour. Her face suddenly started to turn a slight red however as she heard Hana's familiar voice. She turned around at her comment and stuck her tongue out at the girl.
"Haha... this is serious, the kid needs help or he's going to die... Natto I don't know if I'm fast enough with this armour to get him all the way to Habana's though."
She admitted solemnly, not liking the limitation set before her. Before she could continue to speak, or even pass Etoru over to Natto the boy suddenly moved, sitting up so fast that his head collided with her's. She winced but didn't make a sound on impact, she definitely felt it but she couldn't say that the strike hurt. The boy then fell out of her arms and sloppily summer saulted away from her, he then even began to threaten them. She raised an eyebrow before placing her hands on her hips, staring at the boy who's power level seemed to rise just enough to make it seem like he had some energy left. Her tail swished from one side to the other as she spoke up again.
"Yeah... Okay there Tiger. Just remember that a minute ago you were face first in the sand, and your power level is so low I could look at you wrong before you collapsed again. Don't act so tough, just let us take you to a healing pod so you can recover, then we can talk, kay?"
Tomoroko asked of the young boy, making no move to advance on him, instead just standing there as if an older sister scolding her younger sibling.
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Post by Natto on Aug 8, 2015 3:00:38 GMT
While Natto was caressing Tomoroko’s face, Habana came out of the blue and said that it was quite an adorable family moment, making Natto blush almost immediately. He, by no means, meant to hide his relationship with Tomoroko, but it was still something new to him, and it made him get really embarrassed when such relationship was made obvious to others. The young saiyan commander just glanced at her with the corner of his eye, before staring back at Tomoroko. The young girl said that she was sorry to interrupt, but she didn’t know how to react with a random pod crashing on the wasteland out of nowhere, and he nodded, agreeing. Then she said that she might not be fast enough to get him to the kagami doctor in time, and he nodded again, getting ready to take the kid into his arms, when something quite weird happened.
The young saiyan kid jumped and head-butted Tomoroko’s face, making her wince, as he fell down from her arms and into the ground. When he was about to hit the ground, he somersaulted and landed on top of his feet, making Natto arch one of his eyebrows. ”Quite a swift movement…” he thought to himself, staring at the kid with a rather curious look; he wanted to see what he was up to. The kid fell to his knees shortly after and tears formed on his eyes. In response to that, he tried to get tougher and got back up; assuming a fighting pose, making Natto’s other brow to arch too. His scouter beeped, scanning a regrettable power level of 103. He stared at them with some fury on his eyes, but Natto could also see a large amount of fear on it. ”Trying to look tough…” he thought, staring at the kid with a serious expression.
When he started speaking, he fell back onto his knee, holding his ribs before getting up again. ”Stubborn!” he smiled a little bit. Following that, he said that he would take them all out, making Natto chuckle for a bit. Tomoroko spoke first, saying that she could take him out without even trying and that he should chill out, so that they could put him on a healing pod, to make him feel better quickly, and then they could talk. Natto nodded to that, while staring at the boy.
– Kid… You should listen to her… You are in no condition to fight and… Truth be told, if we wanted you dead, or contained… You wouldn’t have a chance of resisting… - he said, folding his arms. - So, chill out and let us take you to a healing pod, okay? – he said, hoping that the young saiyan kid wouldn’t resist. If he was to resist, he would have to take him out before getting him to a healing pod. Natto would rather avoid doing that, but he wouldn’t hesitate. Word Count: 487 |
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Post by Queen Habana on Aug 9, 2015 6:29:40 GMT
Habana smirked, she had not gotten quite as big of a reaction out of the young couple as she had hoped but what reaction she did get was amusing nonetheless with Tomo sticking her tongue out in an amusingly childish manner and the ever all powerful Natto's cheeks turning an amusing shade of red. With Tomo's statement that the kid was in far more dire of a situation than Habana had believed she took another look at the kid, he certainly did not look well but his power was seemingly fairly stable if weak. “He might just be suffering from exhaustion, where did you fi-” Habane was cut off as she intended to ask more about how Tomo had found him and what sort of state he had been in when she had found him but quite suddenly the boys energy spiked, not a particularly tremendous spike overall simply a leap from the mid thirties to a touch over one hundred.
But with the spike came a surge of movement from the child as he lashed out a Tomo like some sort of angry squirrel freeing himself from her grasp and making an effort at a wide tumble through the air, he managed to for the most part handle it but the exhaustion that he was likely undergoing severely hampered him as he did not manage to get a particularly large amount of distance between them and him. Surprisingly however he did not immediately pass out again after the sudden exertion and instead the young saiyan took up a defensive stance valiantly declaring that they should stay back or that he would 'take them all' a rather big claim considering that while Habana was presently the weakest of the group she was still easily beyond the power he was putting out right now.
Habana groaned at the two younger Saiyans, it was not an exceptionally unexpected reaction for them to respond as they had, but it was still probably not for the best to actually respond threateningly to the clearly confused and disoriented child. Habana had a fair amount of experience dealing with children, while much of her family had not though exceptionally much of her they were MORE than willing to load her up with babysitting duty while visiting and as such Habana had quite a lot of experience watching over and dealing with rowdy saiyan children.
“Guys, antagonizing him is not going to help” Habana said with a sigh taking a few steps closer to the boy but still leaving a reasonable amount of distance between them Habana crouched down to his level “Kid I know you're probably not sure whats going on and you're probably not feeling to great right now but we wont hurt you, I'm Habana, if you tag along with us we can get you fixed up if you come with us, then we can get you some food.” Habana said giving the boy a friendly grin, with luck the age old tactic of 'offer the saiyan food' would work out, considering how out of it the kid was it was probably a solid guarantee that he could use a bit of a refill anyway.
[Base PL: 15,023, Potential PL(1 Attack): 60,092]
[Weighted Base PL: 3,756, Weighted Potential PL(1 Attack): 15,023]
[Word Count: 532]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 9, 2015 7:30:16 GMT
Aspa was doing his usual thing, he was training within the large desert wasteland when he felt the presence of someone or something arriving in the atmosphere. Looking up at the sky, Aspa saw a pod coming in for a landing within the wastelands. ‘Odd… It should have landed in one of the settlements. I better check it out, and capture whomever may be within it,’ the young Saiyan thought. Infusing his body with his ki and flaring his aura, Aspa would launch himself into the air to head towards where the pod landed.
He knew he wouldn’t get to the pod for at least a few minutes, but he didn’t care. He sensed two sources of energy at the site, one was in the thirties, the other one was in the low six thousands. Aspa couldn’t remember anyone with those power levels, but the one in the six thousands felt familiar to him. It was someone he had met recently, but he didn’t know whom it was. The one in the thirties was completely unfamiliar to him, but it felt like a Saiyan. It felt like Little Hana, but he knew she was way stronger than that.
He didn’t know what it meant, suddenly he felt another source of energy arriving at the site. This one, this one was powerful, very powerful. He knew this energy source well, it belonged to the man that blew his leg clean off. It belonged to Natto, the Idiot. Clenching his teeth, Aspa flew faster, he wanted revenge upon the man. But he knew he couldn’t act rashly due to him not having a replacement leg. He snuck out of the hospital in order for some training. He knew he was going to be in some trouble with the doctors, but he didn’t care.
As he pondered them, he felt Little Hana arrive at the site. It seemed like it was a reunion of the training mission a couple weeks beforehand. He didn’t mind, since he wanted to see the tigress again. He didn’t know why he felt attached to her. He didn’t feel like this about anyone, not even Rose. He didn’t realize, he was falling for Little Hana’s fire.
Arriving at the site after a few more moments, Aspa saw a kid, and the three people he trained with a couple weeks beforehand. He watched the kid headbutt Sweetcheek’s face, before flipping away from her. Landing, and using a crutch, he would approach the three of them.
“So out walking feral boy?”
He grinned pleasantly while hobbling towards them. The leg of his suit was pinned up so it wouldn’t drag on the ground due to his missing leg. He didn’t care what they said about this, he saw the kid. When he saw the kid, his grin became a frown. What did they do? Beat the kid up? He was injured and scared, it seemed like he was the one within the pod. Hobbling towards the kid, slowly he would drop his crutch before going onto a single knee a few feet away from the kid.
“Hey there little buddy. Are ya hungry?”
Aspa pulled out one of the ration bars that he kept in his suit. They were pretty bad, but it’ll more than likely fill the kid up. On the plus side, the one he pulled out looked like a chocolate bar. It seemed like Aspa was pretty nice when it came to kids, especially kids that look like Saiyans, and were hurt. It seemed like he didn’t mind kids, even if he acted like he didn’t even want to be in the same room with them. Unwrapping the bar slowly, Aspa would take a small bite out of it before chewing.
“It’s chocolate flavored. Can I know your name, and where you came from?”
Aspa was using his calmest voice while speaking to him, and offering the Kid the ration bar. He didn’t want to scare the kid, and it seemed like a good idea to have him talk to the kid. Aspa, like Sweetcheeks was the least scary out of all of the Saiyans gathered there.
“My name is Aspa. This is, Little Hana, Sweetcheeks, and the Idiot.”
Aspa pointed at each and every single one of the Saiyans there when he introduced them. Aspa was using their nicknames, so they would seem less scary to the child. He hoped it was working. Aspa could set aside his revenge on the Idiot for a few hours at least, while they tried to help the kid.
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Post by Etoru on Aug 9, 2015 17:49:04 GMT
Etoru's heart was beating like a drum. He felt as if he was going to collapse at any minute. He wouldn't last a second in a fight. Heck he was barley able to sustain himself without being in a fight. His injuries would soon catch up with him. The only thing really keeping him active at this point was his adrenalin. Gritting his teeth and clenching his fists he looked at the trio fearfully. He looked at the girl he head butted and realized she wasn't really affected in anyway. He was expecting her to be angry and probably beat the life out of him with the other two. Instead she raised an eyebrow and placed her hands on her hips, tail swooshing about as she spoke. He growled a bit as he listened to what she said. It was true, he couldn't exactly put up a fight. He'd go down without them hitting him, he'd just wear himself out. "Y..yo..." He didn't finish his sentence since the man with the scar began to speak. "You guys could do that....l...later." He said sticking his tongue out the best he could.
Honestly all these half threats weren't making the situation any better. They pretty much assured Etoru if he fought he'd go down easily which is practically saying surrender. Etoru didn't feel at ease with these people. His uncle told him to watch out for danger and he couldn't trust them. That's when the third member told them that their current tactics wouldn't reassure him and began walking up to Etoru. Etoru whimpered slightly and took a step back and almost fell. He realized she wasn't coming all the way so he eased up a bit. As she knelt down he looked at her with his mouth gaped open curiously. He looked into each of there eyes frightened to make his decision. He looked back into the eyes of Habana and began to speak. "O....okay..." Etoru managed to speak out. He didn't really have a choice. Although he still kept his uncles words of danger. Once he was healed up he would make his move.
Thats when ANOTHER member arrived to the site. Etoru didn't know how much there were. As he hobbled towards them Etoru clenched his fists again fearfully. He had one leg and Etoru knew he could take him out easily. Etoru wasn't scared about his leg though, no, he saw Tania without arms before. This wasn't new. He relaxed when he asked if Etoru was hungry. Etoru watched as he took out a ration bar and stared at it. He hasn't got anything to eat in a while. He quickly took the ration bar when he heard it was chocolate flavored. He began eating it fast not really paying attention to its quality considering how hungry he was. He blinked blankly when he asked him the questions. He swallowed and began to spoke. "I'm..." He looked around again. He sure as hell didn't trust them but he was feeling more at ease. "I'm Etoru...I came from Earth. Okay so now where am I?"
He looked at all of them when he spoke their names. He tilted his head causing his hair to flip a bit. Were those even considered names? "Those are funny names...every Sayian I met had weird n-" he winced a bit as he spoke. He shook it off determined to say what he wanted to say. "Names. I e...even met a Sayian Princess! Her name was Kaula...weird name." He giggled a bit but winced right after this time a tear falling out. "I'll come with you guys...but um...I...can't fly. I mean I can but...I have no energy left in me to fly." Etoru said attempting to fly but quickly fell straight into the dirt and groaned. He was unconscious not from the fall but the injuries managed to catch up with him.
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Post by Tomoroko on Aug 9, 2015 19:05:04 GMT
"Hey I wasn't antagonizing him... I thought I was being rather nice after getting hit in the face."
The young saiyan female said with a huff as both Habanna and Aspa seemed to have an even kinder manner with the young one than she did. She brought her arms up across her chest and actually made a pout as she glanced over towards Natto. It wasn't like she was trying to scare the kid... she found him and called for help in the first place she was trying to help...
She chose now to stay silent as the others said their peace, whether they were talking to one another or talking to the little one who now identified himself as Etoru. When Aspa introduced them by their nicknames, she rolled her eyes as she looked back to the small child.
"Those are nicknames that fancy pants gave us... trust me we think they are weird too."
She admitted to the child as he ate the ration bar offered to him by Aspa. Whenever Etoru continued his introduction, she glanced at natto again uncertainly as he mentioned that he was from earth, and the only other saiyan he had met was Kaula... while she had little knowledge of the planet or the saiyan, she knew how Natto reacted to her name.
Her attention was quickly brought back to the kid though as he attempted to take off, only to fall flat on his face and remain immobile once more. She sighed before taking a step forward finally.
"At least we know he's stable so we don't need to book it at Natto speed. I don't mind carrying him back to a healing pod, but he seemed to like you two better."
She told Habanna and Aspa as she looked over at the pair.
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Post by Natto on Aug 9, 2015 20:08:49 GMT
Somehow it seemed like both him and Tomoroko weren’t that good with kids and that kind of embarrassed him, especially because Aspa and Habana seemed to be much better than them. Well… Habana didn’t surprise him much, since she was much older than them. Truth be told, both Natto and Tomoroko were still on their late teens. They might be considered adults by a saiyan battle standard, but they were still far from being a full-fledged mature adult in every way.
First of all, Habana told them that they were antagonizing the young saiyan kid, which made Natto arch his eyebrows, feeling rather surprised by that statement, since he hadn’t seen it that way. ”Antagonizing him?! Me?!” he thought to himself. Following that, the one legged Aspa came, making Natto feel rather bad immediately, since he was still feeling responsible for the fact that the blue-battle suited saiyan lost his leg on a training that he was responsible for conducting. He knew it wasn’t his fault, but still he couldn’t help but feeling a bitter taste on his mouth, making him grimace slightly when he saw the man landing there and then kneeling on his only available leg.
At least he was in his regular mood, even going as far as to refer to the group by the stupid nicknames he gave them all, making Natto sigh and frown a little when he referred to the young saiyan commander as “the Idiot”. It was quite annoying, but he was getting used to it, and it bothered him much less than before. ”He is still a jerk…” he thought, rolling his eyes. The kid, however, finally lowered a bit of his guard and started speaking things other than battle invitations and empty threats. He ate the ration bar and it was quite obvious that he was hungry.
After eating, he finally said something relevant about himself: He introduced himself as Etoru, and said that he came from Earth. That announcement startled Natto, leading him to stare at the kid, with a quite surprised look. ”Earth?! Did he say Earth?!” he was now paying full attention to that kid, since he wanted to know a few things about that. The kid proceeded to say that they had funny names, making Natto sigh again. Luckily, Tomoroko was quick to say that those weren’t their names, and just nicknames that Aspa gave them.
Etoru mentioned that all the saiyans he had met had weird names, and that made Natto wonder. ”Wait a second… He is saying that he met saiyans… But not in very familiar tone… Is he a hybrid?”. Unlike most hybrids, Etoru looked a lot like one. Damn… He even seemed too familiar to him, but he couldn’t make the link yet. However, the other thing he said made Natto frown his brows. He said that he met a saiyan princess, and that her name was Kaula. ”Kaula! That traitor is at Earth saying that she is a saiyan princess! I’m definitely going after her when the queen returns! And I swear to the guardian of Vegeta, that I will beat the shit out of her!!!” that thought made his face to acquire an angry look, but he tried his hard to contain it inside of him, as he didn’t want to scare the kid. Finally, Etoru said that he was too weak to fly.
Tomoroko seemed to like it, since they wouldn’t have to try to keep up with Natto’s speed. The young saiyan commander pointed his thumb towards Habana, and smirked a bit. – Don’t worry, kid… She can’t fly at all! You are just injured and he can carry you, no trouble at all. – he said in a rather friendly tone. – I think it will be better if we all go together… Aspa is not on his best shape… Habana can’t fly and I think it would be better if you carried her, Tomoroko. – he said, staring at Tomoroko. He didn’t want to carry Habana himself, as it would only get him embarrassed, and he wouldn’t feel comfortable having such physical contact with anyone other than Tomoroko. – And I can carry you, kid. As long as you are with me, you will be safe… I’m kind of in charge of the planet now… By the way, my name is Natto. Nice to meet you! – he said, offering his hand to the kid. And then the kid fell unconscious. Natto sighed and took the kid onto his arms looking back towards the others before flaring his ghostly white ki aura and flying towards the medical facility. Word Count: 767 |
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Post by Queen Habana on Aug 11, 2015 3:23:48 GMT
Habana rolled her eyes as she tiled her head in the general direction of Natto and Tomo giving them a look “I don't imagine either of you really meant to do so but what you said was not exactly the sort of thing that gets an anxious child to listen to you, its not your fault, you two just probably lack experience dealing with kids regularly.” Habana explained wanting to ease the nerves of the two knowing that perhaps she had been a touch harsh when she had said they were antagonizing him, truthfully it had been more Natto than Tomo probably because Tomo was still reeling from the headbutt and truth be told Habana actually was impressed with how well Tomo had taken being headbutted without responding more negatively.
Just as things were settling there was a VERY unexpected arrival in the form of Aspa, Habana stared in confusion at the young saiyan hobbling around on a crutch and very much still lacking in the proper number of legs, it was her belief that Aspa was supposed to remain bedridden until a replacement was made available for him, likely a mechanical leg of some sort something that would take a bit of time to actually obtain. And yet here he was hobbling around and talking to the kid like he was fine and dandy.
Aspa's similar friendly approach to speaking with the kid seemed to do a lot to help in getting him to relax a bit and ultimately deciding to listen to them and join them in heading back to the Capital to get him some much needed medical attention, he then went on to introduce himself and claimed that he had met a 'saiyan princess' named Kaula, Habana paid little attention to the political structure of Vegeta even when she was out of jail, in prison she had even less ability to pick up information so she had no idea that 'Kaula' while perhaps not necessarily a 'princess' had in fact been the interim ruler of the Planet.
Tomo and Natto seemed to not entirely pick up on the idea that Aspa was very much not supposed to be here and so Habana took it upon herself leveling an annoyed glare at Aspa as she swatted at the back of his head with her open palm “I'm starting to think your nickname for Natto is more appropriate for YOU, what do you think you're doing out of the hospital hobbling around on that” Habana said gesturing at the crutch he was using to support himself “I can understand if this was something big why you'd make an ass out of yourself to come check things out but you do -not- need to be endangering yourself for something like this” Habana said her tone was sharp with a mix of anger and a bit of genuine concern, in spite of how annoying Aspa could be when he wasn't frustrating her he was actually a pretty pleasant person to be around.
Habana's expression fell from a glare to a scowl directed at Natto as he suggested how they might get back to the Capital, she was fine with the child being carried by someone other than herself assuming he was comfortable with such himself, Aspa being an injured idiot was not the best option for carrying the kid, Natto offered himself for that position but it was his suggestion that Tomo could carry Habana that had earned him Habana's ire, the fact that he was openly speaking of her inability to fly was mitigated by it being done in an effort to improve Etoru's mood a bit by poking a bit of fun at her. “I can do well enough on my own to get back, when you can't fly you tend to pick up on the best ways to get around on foot.” She said with a roll of her eyes before turning her attention back onto Etoru her expression quickly shifting back to friendly as she had no particular reason to be annoyed with the kid “Etoru do you mind taking a trip with Natto? He's a good guy and I'll catch up to you guys as soon as I can.” Habana explained to hopefully alleviate any of Etoru's concerns.
After speaking to Etoru something clicked in Habana's mind, something that she had mostly glossed over paying attention to when Natto had been speaking -im kind of in charge of the planet now- the statement rung with Habana for a moment as she attempted to understand exactly what Nattto meant, was he actually being serious when he said that? Was that even possible? Surely he was just making a joke right? “Wait... Natto what do you mean you're 'in charge of the planet'” Habana said turning her attention back to him. While she knew little of the political situation on Vegeta she was NOT ignorant enough to not know that there had been a shiift in power that ended with a woman named Zucceta as Queen. Natto was, as far as Habana could see, neither a woman, nor named Zucceta.
Etoru made an effort to display his own ability to fly pushing himself skyward somwhat before his exhaustion and perhaps the strain of such a technique on his presently diminished power eventually pushed him over the edge his technique faltering and dropping him out of the air hitting the ground before he had even gotten particularly high leaving him unconscious in the dirt, thankfully it appeared that his current state of unconsciousness was more from overdoing it with the technique rather than the fall itself, Habana let out a low sigh as she stepped forward picking the child up carefully and dusting him off a bit not wanting to just leave him in the dirt while they figured things out.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 11, 2015 8:08:11 GMT
Aspa, watched as the kid ate the ration bar. He was going to pull out another one, when he heard that the kid was from Earth and that he had met Kaula. That was surprising, but not totally unexpected. He did guess that Kaula went to Earth with Master Reikiko, but didn’t know why they would go there aside from ending Vi Poi on Earth. He felt angry that she abandoned her position that the Queen gave her to go galavanting off world with Master Reikiko, even if it were to end the Android’s life. He didn’t care, her first responsibility was to protect Vegeta, not take the fight to the android on Earth. Clenching his fists, he was mad, very very mad at the situation. They needed every single power level they had in order to protect Vegeta, from BOTH the android and the Arcosians should they decide to invade.
Feeling air heading towards the back of his head, Aspa realized someone was going to slap the back of his head. Sweetcheeks was too far away, like Natto, and the kid was in front of him. So that only left Little Hana. Aspa would let the slap connect with the back of his head even if he knew he could dodge it, and retaliate he wouldn’t. After the slap to the back of his head, he used his remaining leg to kick off the ground while grabbing his crutch.
Flipping backwards several times, he would land perfectly on his one leg. Staring straight at Hana, he would smile.
“I knew you liked me, Hana. But, I am suppose to be in the hospital. I do admit I snuck out, but only so I could breathe in the sweet air of Vegeta. Not the sterile and antiseptic air of the hospital. I’m a warrior, I just couldn’t take lying in the hospital bed any longer. Besides, the stump is fully healed and fitted for the cybernetic enhancement. I was simply waiting for it to arrive. I thank you all for getting me to the hospital in time.”
He bowed to them while he thanked them, until he heard Sweetcheeks say she didn’t like her nickname. Looking straight at Sweetcheeks, he let a tear fall like he was insulted that she thought his nicknames for them were weird. He spent several minutes on all of them! He put in the effort to select them based on stuff that he either liked about them, or if he were trying to see something.
“But, Sweetcheeks… I only give nicknames to people I either like, or respect. I like you because you’re extremely sweet, beautiful, and kind… Which is why I gave you that nickname. I gave Little Hana her’s, because I wanted to see some of her fire which I knew she had. Natto’s, I won’t go into, aside from we simply have different views on fights to the death and what should happen to traitors.”
While they were deciding what to do with the kid, Aspa knew they were going to have to take the kid to the hospital, they had to in order for him to make a full recovery. It also meant he had to get into trouble with the staff for leaving. Not really caring about that, Aspa would offer his crutch to Hana to hold while she made her decision.
“Wanna ride on my back or would you like me to carry you like before? Honestly, I can handle it. It won't be a problem for me.”
She was very light, he doubted that she would have vastly increase in weight since he last carried her, even if she were wearing heavy weights suited to her. He could handle the extra weight even if he had to give his armor to Sweetcheeks to carry for him. He honestly was at 90%, he would’ve been at one hundred percent if he had his cybernetic leg. Besides, this looked like it would be somewhat interesting, and he didn’t wanna miss a thing, nor did he want to miss carrying Little Hana again. He liked it a lot. It was at that moment, he realized he was falling for the older warrior. His cheeks would tinge a very like red color, before the blood flowed away from the area.
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Post by Etoru on Aug 11, 2015 15:47:39 GMT
The wind brushed by the unconscious Etoru's hair as Natto carried him to the med center. Etoru was somewhat conscious but his eyes weren't exactly opened all the way so the image just looked like it was if Etoru was squinting. He looked at Nattos face and wondered if he was going to be okay. As in after everything healed, what would they do then? His grandfather warned him of danger but so far nothing has been dangerous. But what is it? Etoru couldn't exactly remember at the top of his head. But after some thinking he remembered. His eyes widened and his heart race increased. "M...Mr.N...Natto...I have to...g-" he went unconscious again before he could finish. But the intention of what he was going to say stuck to his mind. He needed to go back and help Earth! Well after he healed...but you get the point.
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