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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jan 23, 2016 8:44:10 GMT
A soft sea breeze penetrated a certain hybrid's nostrils as he walked along a sandy beach. The sand slightly crunching under his feet, Celmaru Waterfield looked around, lazily walking with his hands secured behind his cranium, as if to hold it up in place. His eyes only half open, Celmaru was almost within a dream-like trance. Celmaru felt a crisp, salty sea breeze on his face, and within his tattered shirt's open cuts. Returning to reality, separating himself from his thoughts, Celmaru opened his eyes fully, looking around.
".....Ayumu?" Celmaru said, still somewhat relaxed, "What did you say that we were doing here again?"
Despite being the Winter season, the water along the beach was still warm. The sand underneath Celmaru's feet was still soft, and was fine sand overall, allowing him to feel the texture even under his shoes. When Ayumu brought him to this beach, Celmaru admittedly didn't listen all that much as to the reason why, as his mind was filled with ways to improve his ability before he leaves the planet once again. Celmaru was almost out of his rhythym today, as his mind was stuffed with thoughts of other things besides traiing....and it was clearly evident. His eyes were blank, like they were somewhere completely different. Large boulders lined the border between the neighboring shoreline, and the beach Celmaru and Ayumu currently stood in.
"Father...." Celmaru muttered to himself, ".....I know we'll see one another once again, somewhere in this expansive universe..."
Returning to his thoughts, Celmaru scratched between his upstanding hair, letting it shift wildly between his fingers. He looked up, squinting slightly. Becoming irritated and not wanting to think of a possibly depressing subject, Celmaru looked around, hoping to find something to distract him. Sighing at his failure to find anything, he turned to trudge back towards Ayumu and Hana. A yawn had escaped Celmaru's lips, giving him an idea of how tired he truly was. It was early in the morning, the Sun being only recently risen...merely minutes before, in fact. Celmaru's shirt had become strained against his broad chest, ripping further...although it was barely noticeable. It had only been a few short days since the Zodiac Gauntlet, but it seemed a much shorter time since to Celmaru....many things happened in that short span of time. Looking over at the ocean next to him, he saw a very fascinating sight. Its yellow and orange glow reflected off the water, creating a rather beautiful and serene sight to behold. Looking past his shoulder, Celmaru looked towards Ayumu, wondering if he'd respond to his previous question, and to see what he was currently doing.
(Full Power Thread PL: 16,651) (Ki Suppression Active: PL is currently 8,325 [~50% PL])
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 24, 2016 2:10:42 GMT
[Minion PL: 6399 - Ayumu PL: 25,596]
While at first you came here you would have gotten the invitation by the weirdest method of transportation you had ever expected, a pigeon starting to make its way towards you, throwing downwards a small capsule. Constantly sending his mail around via this method seemed incredibly stupid at first but upon sooner realization you would found yourself starting to realize just how fast these buggers flew, having managed to catch up to you mid flight at one point. Always there to be ready to send you a few messages, yet the message this time was rather interesting as the man known as Ayumu had brought himself a rather fun idea, to introduce you to a few people and have a small training session at the beach!
Yet upon nearing the area you would have found a rather peculiar sense of powerlevels becoming able to be sensed in the nearby areas, A creature with a powerlevel of 5000 sitting on the top of the building while another creature with a powerlevel of 6399 was playing along with Hana in the sea, with... It seems that hana her powerlevel had ascended to something along the lines of 25596! It was almost unimaginable that the increases had gone so far, yet at the same time, you could only find the way you had followed them put you into so many physical and mental developments that the increases slowly started to pile up within you, towering you above the normal training you had once performed. Just the concept of being reminded of your old powerlevel just a week or more before you met them brought the information down like a hammer upon the conscience.
Yet as you brought yourself closer to the powerlevel you instantly realized to be Ayumu, because nobody was as obvious as the life source that had 0 Pl than Ayumu himself, who was happily cooking away on this beach while you saw the figure that was wearing a brown cloak reaching a insane height of up to 8.2 feet, carrying a large metal object that was laid down flat on the stall top, leaning against one of the sticking out pieces of wood placed on the top, almost like a napping position, its face becoming visible after letting your eyes adjust for a mere moment and instantly making it obvious that this person was indeed sleeping. Letting out not a single sound while a soft brown object was brushing down the side, while you could see the two humanoids in the water playing some sort of splash game yet upon closer inspection you could see the water droplets that were tossed to the side of them were nothing short of lethal, every single droplet slicing into the water like a blade, flying out in large numbers while they tried to restrain their movements as much as possible without getting slaughtered things were absolutely insane on this current situation. Exactly what had you come to, what have you been walking into!?
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jan 24, 2016 3:48:17 GMT
Taking a small peek at what the creature could've been, Celmaru saw it's gigantic axe, bringing back some rather....uncomfortable memories. Believing it to be another one of Ayumu's many mystical friends, Celmaru gently flew over the creature, letting it stay within it's resting state. He landed over the creature, letting sand particles get crushed under his shoes, and walked over to Ayumu's stall, watching the two humanoids splash each other with deadly blades of water....apparently. Hana was there in swimwear, "battling" a... "What is that?" Celmaru thought as he walked over to Ayumu's stall, "I sensed it earlier, but...what is...?" Subconsciously dismissing his recent thought, Celmaru's awkwardness showed as he saw both of them fighting, only seeing women at a beach years ago....especially dressed as such. Celmaru's face felt noticeably warm as he looked away from them, hoping to not have to fight either of them. Besides the fact that Hana looked around the age of 14, it would unethical to stare anyway....as Hana wasn't Human. Rather, she was a massive moss-planet-demon that pestered Ayumu daily. The other humanoid, however, didn't look very Human either. She had the appearance similar to the mythological gorgon, but somewhat different. "What was the term..." Celmaru thought, leaning on the stall side, "I don't think she's a gorgon...there was another term..." Struggling to remember, with the struggle plastered all over his facial expression, Celmaru sat down at one of the stall's pullout chairs. Resting his head on his hand, Celmaru continued to think of the alternative term. But at the back of his mind, terrible memories attempted to resurface....about a beach from his childhood. * * *
10 years ago, Age ?, July 2nd.
A younger Celmaru Waterfield, only a mere 12 years old, was at the beach with his family. He was reluctant to go along, having a terrible feeling about being in public. Knowing the many tortures of home would haunt him here, Celmaru stood by his Mother's vehicle, hoping to not interact with anyone. As he bunched up on the asphalt, a small group of female Humans approached him, with a nasty plan in mind. As they crept up behind him, Celmaru stood up, flying to the top of his family's automobile. As he did so, the girls lunged at him, pulling his trunks down along with his tail. Not expecting this, Celmaru flinched out of surprise, trying to grasp anything to keep him above the ground. Failing miserably to do so, his jaw was slammed into the hood of the vehicle. Flailing around desperately to keep himself up in the air, Celmaru slid off the hood, landing on the asphalt roughly. With his trunks forcefully stripped from him, and his special place scarred, Celmaru could only lie there in the scorching parking lot, weak from his tail being recently tugged upon. The girls, knowing their devious plan was a success, laughed and cackled happily, spouting insults at him. "Stupid Saiyan! I bet I'm stronger than you! What a stupid kid, he's such a loser! What comes around, goes around, you freaky alien!" * * *
Returning from the present, his front side aching from the memory and his special place throbbing from an old pain, Celmaru blushed awkwardly, resenting his active mind. He originally thought it was just some awkward teenage reaction to females in swimwear, but he began to wonder if it was gynophobia, instead. His brow furrowed, and Celmaru nearly lost his focus after remembering that terrible memory, letting his power level flare up slightly before dropping back to 50%. He scratched his head, thinking many things. Reminding himself of the debt he owed to Ayumu, allowing him to reach heights much greater than he would've achieved on his own, allowing him to meet an accepting comrade, etc. But among everything circulating in his cranium, he thought of his friends' power levels. "Hana's definitely stronger, at least compared to me....and who, or what she's fighting...it's horribly outmatched...." Celmaru thought, "The other creature is about the same strength...." Lifting his head from his hand, allowing both of them to twiddle their thumbs together, Celmaru looked at Ayumu, hoping for a conversation to distract him from old and painful memories.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 24, 2016 19:41:57 GMT
While you brought yourself to look towards the axe, you could see its massive size being unlike a normal weapon, just laying there generating heat on the top of the roof while simply having one of the large cloaked feet resting upon it, constantly a soft breeze passing over the cloak everytime its upper torso let out a powerfull breath, travelling outwards slowly. Constantly letting out deep breaths, easily giving away its deep slumber.
Your reaction to the two people that were in the ocean, at first glance it looked like two humanoids at first, constantly using simple movements to dodge the water pellets from each other like rifles slashing through the surface, constantly creating a splash backwards everytime it hit in a rather straight angle over the water surface, making things rather interesting upon closer inspection of the flowing water that had been happening before them all. Yet the sudden reach out of a fan made things incredibly more interesting as the pellets of water started to be flowing within the air itself to diffrent targets while hana's swimsuit, clearly reminiscant of a school swimsuit with even her name in kanji written in the white area on her torso, started to propel herself out of the water, a large burst of water splashing upwards. Covering her escape as within a moment you would find the wind starting to take hold of the water and starting to project a multitude of pellets towards the creature that was dodging, hana attempting to bring herself out of the way of the rain of razor sharp water shooting towards the sky as she instead of forcing out her jumps to make distance, almost flowed through the sky like she was dancing in unison before simply smirking, honestly enjoying herself right now!
While you snapped out of your sudden trance, you would find yourself looking upon something that was nearly impossible to find in the usual fights you had brought upon yourself, as this vastly outpowered creature was constantly pressuring Hana, the water pellets she was carrying towards her and firing off were disastriously brought down via all sides, yet from within the depths of this fighting style you could notice that the short bursts of what felt real, were soon followed by something you couldn't call hana at all, fighting styles that were more defensively focused and more based around containing one self were deeply hidden within the exact momentum of the battle that had been furiously raging onwards, constantly striking upon hana her body untill she fell down in the water and was carried ashore by the large Ryashi, who simply placed her down on a chair while simply making her way upwards ontop of the stall roof and pushing aside the axe lightly before stretching herself out ontop of the building. The entire group now within the reaches of the stall, meaning that greeting them would be rather easily for now, although this Ryashi kept glaring at you with one of her eyes, it was almost unnerving.
While you landed nearby the entrance, seeing the body of hana reforming itself rather quickly to repair the broken parts you would see Ayumu smiling towards you rather kindly, bringing you a small glass of water while simply handing you a piece of cloth while smirking widely.
"Today is a day of rest for you, no training, no fighting, you are going to enjoy yourself on the beach and i take no "No" for an answer okay?"
Smirking softly, you could suddenly realize why he made you come this close before saying this, hana prepared to catch you if you would escape, today you were going to relax, eat, have fun and nothing more!
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jan 24, 2016 20:23:11 GMT
Seeing Hana and the Ryashi move towards the stall, Celmaru tried his best to keep looking forward. Celmaru felt somewhat uncomfortable just being on this beach, but the recurring memory had only made it worse. Ayumu was the only person really keeping him here, as he showed his kindness every time he's seen him. A bead of sweat dripped down Celmaru's face as he took a small sip of his newly acquired water. Hearing the waves crash against the shoreline, and knowing that not one person here would torment him in a legitimate way, Celmaru tried to dismiss his old and resurfaced memories for now. Actually relaxing a small bit now, Celmaru heard Ayumu speak somewhat firmly about what they'd do today. No training, fighting, etc, just staying to eat, drink, and have some fun.
"...I don't think I can say 'No' anyway, Ayumu." Celmaru said, showing a weak smile, "Hana probably wouldn't let me train anyway, and you seem like you're serious about what you said. But you know full well that I'm going to have to train sometime today, as I've told you of my intergalactic troubles..."
As he finished his sentence, Celmaru felt a piercing gaze cross through him. Unnerving, and possibly a hint of killing intent, Celmaru tensed up again....knowing someone didn't like him in any sense. He looked up to view what he could of the stall's roof, and only could sense a creature that never stopped glaring at him, it faced him, it stared at him....and it was all menacing. Another sweat bead dropped from Celmaru's face as he once again felt uncomfortable. He looked down at the stall's counter, gripping his water glass a bit too tightly.
"So much for relaxing...." Celmaru thought, "I guess that's the....er....ry...rya....hrrrmmm...."
Celmaru still struggled to remember the term as he drank his water, his back slowly starting to accumulate heat from the Sun. His black shirt was still in tatters, his sleeves becoming close to nonexistent, and his front side visible between small rips. Between the Ryashi's gaze and Hana's constant surveillance, Celmaru felt his face become warm once again as he looked down at his torn and tattered shirt, just now becoming self-conscious about it.
"Why didn't I replace this earlier?" Celmaru thought, "Well....at least I didn't bring my coat...I'd be sweating profusely by now..."
(Note: Celmaru doesn't remember the term "Ryashi", I'm using outside dialogue so I don't confuse people.)
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 24, 2016 21:22:00 GMT
Looking upon the arm that was brought to lean upon the bar counter, he would simply take a soft look before honestly humming and starting to go through his mind, almost as if he had a soft moment of going through the matrix itself with his brain, going through a few hundred formulae's before letting a simple nod starting to become visible on his face.
"You have given hana a look of disgust and one of a deeper emotion as if you realized something between yourself and her, yet i know what you have noticed"
Taking out a soft collection of broken medals, he started to rummage through them before a large piece of paper depicting all the muscles on the human body became visible, while he started to tap them softly, taking out his cane while placing his ass down on a chair and tapping you on your torso to sit back down on a bar stool, to go listen to his little rant.
"Well, The diffrence between how you train and hana is a rather simple method, so simple that you would be brought to punch me in the face out of the sheer hilarity about it, yet nobody in the world that slowly brings himself to the top starts to realize this mere simple fact, almost like a large bunch of bricks. That mere fact is muscle degeneration and overtraining, these two things are a dangerious bunch of things you would have never expected yourself to be bitten in the ass by, with the constant surge of battles coming your way. Rapid loss of weight, Decreased performance, decreased immune system, you are only showing simple signs, yet you are still showing signs of overworking yourself, making your muscles soon consume themselves and break apart while crippling yourself."
A loud thump heard by a tail, before a soft voice would start to speak, it was a voice as sweet as syrup as she spoke loudly from above the building, giving out a serious attempt to help, although she was feeling rather lazy at this day with the way she had been spending the last few days of her newly obtained freedom, sneakily looking at her abdomen, swearing towards the flavour of the food in this stall...
"You are able to sense atleast a ki of around the eight thousand yet from what i had heard you would easily be able to pull out atleast double that in a battle, but that is wrong, every person that you sense the ki off shows up like a container, this container slowly being filled up with more and more energy as you grow stronger, while people who meditate and take breaks during the long periods of training start to slowly build up the container its size, if you understand what i mean"
The woman soon letting out a rather exhausted breath while speaking softly about how exhausting it is to move in such a amazing weather, turning her body around softly, letting the sun slowly sink into her back while her eyes that stopped tracing you finally aim towards the sea, taking in its beauty before starting to doze off. Ayumu continueing the conversation softly.
"The reason you are slowing yourself down is because you are promtly overtraining every single fibre of your body causing your entire body to cry out in pain and agony, unable to truely form a concrete grasp on your strenght and simply be overflown from the bucket of energy within you that you are not letting grow on its own pace"
His words tickling a strange kind of fashion as you would soon hear the voice of hana in calm and precise strokes, as she had fallen asleep in the soft light of the sun going down the side of a crack and onto her body, giving away the contours of her body rather quickly while a single look would make Ayumu stare at you with a perverted grin, almost as if he knew what you were doing, simply standing there smirking at you. Yet after this short outburst the words that tickled that strange kind of fashion would be brought up on the table even more. The mere concept of this irrational increase in your powerlevel being increased to another level if you simply stopped overtraining yourself that much, yet from within the depths of htis conversation there was another part that struck a deeper part within that large torso of yourself. Was he truely only giving you a hint about how to train yourself as you would find a deep watery part within the depth of his hearts, almost a tangible sorrow that looked over you. Constantly being worried about you, it felt more reasonable on the things that had happened in the past, telling you to arrive way too late to join the fight, telling you to come in areas that were more safe to you while feeding you the right vitamins in all situations. Constantly looking out for you while carrying a immense weight on his shoulders to shoulder everything he had too to simply let you ascend to the height you deserved, like a comrade, like a caretaker, like somebody who truely accepted you for somebody you were, creating a sudden tense situation. The glare from the Ryashi was a obvious symptom as she was new to you, she would have not known who you were with the hundreds of people Ayumu knew and was busy helping, yet Hana had been keeping a eye on you just before she had fallen asleep, would that truely be the gaze of somebody who didn't trust you or kept a eye on you?, her eyes that were prodding your body and making a quick glance over your muscles. That look of anger, was it just another moment where she was internally conflicted about being unable to prevent you from destroying yourself. Everybody here showing such large amount of care that it was almost akward, yet also so heartwarming...
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jan 24, 2016 23:35:57 GMT
Looking over at the two humanoids, more with curiosity of one over the other, just made it more awkward for Celmaru in his mind. Celmaru hoped to not speak to the Ryashi on the roof, as he didn't remember the term....still. But after briefly....very briefly looking at Hana, Celmaru felt an odd feeling creep up at his back. Turning in his seat, he saw Ayumu flash an unexpectedly perverted grin. Blushing, he assumed that Ayumu thought Celmaru was thinking a bit too much. He could only react with speech with desperate hopes to not escalate this possibly terrible scenario.
"W-What are you making that face for Ayumu?!" Celmaru said, thinking of all kinds of problems he could get into if he didn't explain, "Wh-What do you think I'm thinking?! She only looks fourteen!"
Looking away from both of Ayumu and Hana to leave the problem to rest, as he hoped, he began to think again. The feeling of being looked out for was completely new to Celmaru. His Father, being 100% Saiyan, merely ate, slept, and trained for most of the day, and his Mother, well, she worked at her company's headquarters and only had time to feed them both and teach Celmaru in several limited subjects. Now awkwardly sitting there, next to a sleeping Hana, and an informative Ayumu, Celmaru didn't know what to say about that miniature lesson. Taking a large gulp of water, he put down his glass, now empty. Celmaru felt a tiny bit stiff after Ayumu's "rant", but he dismissed the thought. Feeling better after drinking something, Celmaru leaned back in his chair, stretching. His back made all kinds of popping and cracking noises, one of which, was rather loud by comparison to the rest. Celmaru's face slightly contorted in pain, but he tried to lean the opposite way to hide his face, hoping not to show it to Ayumu.
"Gck!..." Celmaru grunted between grit teeth.
Celmaru hit his back with a sideways fist to overcome the immediate pain, sitting up straight. His eye almost unnoticeably twitched, still trying to hide the pain in his face.
"Right after Ayumu explained how my body may kill itself from strain...." Celmaru thought, "So much for Saiyan endurance...."
Celmaru lost his focus on his Ki Suppression, sending his power level back to its full power. The pain subsiding in his spine, Celmaru leaned forward, knowing that Ayumu will further prove his point, Celmaru leaned on the counter, hoping to stay away from that result.
"So...can I get something to eat, by chance?" Celmaru said, trying to laugh that incident off.
Celmaru didn't bother suppressing his power level again, as there was no point to for today. As Ayumu said, he is to eat, drink, have some fun, etc. Meanwhile, the Sun was only a few feet away from the horizon at this point, still sending many long shadows away from its origin. His recent back pain made him realize that Ayumu was right about his condition....as much as he didn't want to admit it. Celmaru's training was rushed, sure, but it was for a decent reason. Along with that, Celmaru didn't want to burden anyone with his problems, it was evident when he was at home after his school sessions. He never told his Father, nor his Mother, he left his problems to himself. Ayumu, however, was making it difficult to do so, especially now, when he hit where it hurt....almost literally. Leaning back in his chair again, being careful with how he handled his spinal area, he lifted his arms to the back of his cranium, holding it up once again. The smells of Ayumu's stall penetrated Celmaru nostrils, an enticing scent filling the air. Celmaru had only woken up almost a full hour before, and hadn't had anything to eat since the previous night. His stomach growled impatiently, asking for its meal for the morning. Since his awakening for the day, he had only become uncomfortable and been embarrassed one moment after another, so Celmaru didn't mentally feel all that hungry. Shifting himself in his seat, his shoulders popped in their sockets, making Celmaru grimace a small bit.
Wanting to simply distract himself, Celmaru tried something that he hasn't done in a small while. Holding his hand in front of him, away from his torso, a small sphere of pure Ki energy formed. The sphere was barely any bigger than his palm, but it was something he wanted to do for a while. Holding it in his hand, Celmaru dropped his other arm from his head, throwing the energy sphere back and forth between his hands. Tossing the Ki Sphere back and forth, Celmaru realized how bad he was at playing catch with himself, as he constantly had to whip his hand around to attempt to catch the sphere after it often went astray.
"Hmm...." Celmaru grunted, starting to regret making the sphere, "...Don't drop it now..."
After frequent tosses of the ball of ki, Celmaru's hand slipped, sending the sphere away from him, and near the slumbering creature under it's cloak. When the sphere landed, it burst, sending thousands of sand particles everywhere along the side of the stall. Celmaru's eyes went wide as it happened, knowing that the creature would surely awaken after all that. He simply slapped his forehead in a semi-facepalm, closing his eyes and waiting to be yelled at.
"Good job, stupid halfbreed..." Celmaru thought to himself.
(Ki Suppression Deactivated: PL is now 16,651)
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 25, 2016 17:05:34 GMT
As you simply downed your water you could see a large cannister of water being pulled from below the table, many large clumps of ice stuck in the bottom as it softly had a fragrant scent of multiple diffrent kinds of fruits, all squeezed in a colourfull mix that constantly changed upon closer inspection as your distraction from before had not noticed this little detail, the sounds of your back causing Ayumu his face to start being rather grim while he started to take out a multitude of small stone needles wrapped in a thick cloth while placing it down on the table. The tips having been sharpened rather well showed that a soft glimmer like metal, making you realize that the insides had a thin strip of metal located to stabalize its entire shape, not letting it get bend just as easily. Your words only making him place his palm onto the table before doing a soft over it while presenting a long table with the room for over twelve people yet enough space for you to lay flat on the front while he made a soft bundle of leaves that were odly reminiscant as a pillow become apparant before tapping the table.
"Listen, Mostly i accept anything you would say back to me, but you are not going to get your ass out of this, no food, nothing untill i preform acupuncture on your back. This is not a case of me giving you a choice, this is me forcing this upon you to help you be able to walk another day. So will you lay down or go home as a cripple?"
Yet upon hearing multiple other parts of the body starting to make nasty popping noises you saw him walking to the back while taking out a cooked bucket of water and starting to prepare a few herbs and even taking out a small piece of cloth with teeth marks on it, making you only able to grimace under the reaction before a obvious shout was heard from the top of his lungs, Ayumu seeing what was going to happen within a mere moments as to reach the Ryashi ontop of the building was to break through it and cause quite an explosion, yet instead of what you had expected to happen you would feel a sudden gust of wind as the ryashi started to try and condense the massive amount of ki within it, Raising her fan and suddenly creating a vortex that nearly pulled everybody in the building off their feet as the ball of ki was being shot up, the wind surrounding it entirely before starting to split into the source while more energy was being fueled within it, two big loud stomps heard as sand started to be thrown up outside, somebody far below your powerlevel, at a mere 5000, stood there, with its cow like horns aiming forwards with a soft breath coming out of the mouth of the beast before lifting upwards the axe, its head starting to look more like a gaping maul of a beast while ki started to become concetrated upon it, creating waves of ki in diffrent colours than you would have expected, striking into the sky and bringing forth a beautifull ray of light from every time a small piece of your sphere was sliced off and blown up in the sky in a brilliant flash of colours and forms. All building up with their multitude of colours as the sun slowly started to descend before our eyes in the far distant untill the large bang went off in the sky, a large brilliant bird like form that was rather elegant in its first appearance, spreading out its wings before vanishing in small sparks that made their way down to the beach, burning out before even coming near anything burnable as the Ryashi made her way down the building, towards the axe wielding creature and simply spoke.
"Chinatsu, another job well done!, Yet you should really stop falling asleep that quickly before hand, i told you that i was able to sense a powerlevel approuchin us! It mostly means no good, i should know as i was once tasked to protect you remember? When i was still a slave? Stop staring just randomly!"
The Ryashi spoke towards the creature called Chinatsu, simply starting to let out a powerfull yawn, you could see a multitude of scars over the face, the arms that carried the axe were humanoid yet rather well build and even showing hundreds of scars decorating the body, as a small cow like tail brushed past the ground before jamming the axe, blade first into the ground and sitting down against it, already starting to doze off again before saying softly.
"Mica, simply shut up, i am not in the mood to listen to you at all, i accept that you have beaten me once but next time i will smash the flat side of this axe in your face and make certain that you will not be given a second chance to challenge me!"
It was obvious that there was tension between the two as their aura's started to seep out while the yawning hana had woken up nearly silentlessly behind you, staring towards the two that were argueing with a soft smile onto her face, almost as if she was enjoying it for the fun of it, but also for the increased companionship of the group, having more people to protect and be protected by. Something that she had never thought would be possible untill just recently where they had found this woman on a few slavers their ship, soon ending up as their last meal before they had to eat each other, yet with the performance of them in a group they managed to meet both Chinatsu and Mica. A true miracle to the eyes of them, a carefully planned execution in the eyes of hana, knowing that they would have been saved anyway, fate would not leave a life in one pair of hands, life is mostly spread apart.
Yet as all this was going on you had already seen Ayumu starting to go back to his business, making certain to prepare tools before simply patting your head, smiling softly and giving a warm meatbun towards you, it was not strangely sized, Comparedly to the other stuff he sold, but normal? Yeah its still pretty big, but the smell of the meatbun was rather... strange. It was a comforting smell as the meat and vegetables were in a harmonious relationship, it was such a open end that it could be taken for anything, yet the smile on his face, the attitude he had towards you were rather fatherly, almost uncanningly so, constantly keeping his eyes open towards you and making certain you were done, almost as if he considered you a grandson.
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jan 25, 2016 23:51:19 GMT
Surprised to see such firmness in his words, Celmaru could only silently answer Ayumu's question, nodding; as he'd like to be in a state of wellness. Also becoming surprised that he finally remembered the alternate term; Ryashi, as he mentally sighed in relief. But among those, Celmaru was even more surprised to see the Zodiac Cow alive and well, the one that he over-killed.
"What the-?!" Celmaru exclaimed, gripping his seat, "I thought I-!"
Celmaru couldn't finish his sentence, as his spine cracked again, sending Celmaru into another microscopic twitch of pain. Standing up from his seat, Celmaru looked at the Zodiac, dwarfed by her size. Noticing something different about her, Celmaru could only bluntly say;
".....How did she revive?" Celmaru said, gesturing towards the Zodiac, "When did she resurrect?"
Clenching his fists, Celmaru tried to meet the animal's eyes, but he could barely keep his head up as his neck cracked. Looking down again, rubbing the back of his neck, Celmaru informed Ayumu about his neck before he was further concerned.
"Okay, that one...." Celmaru said, looking at Ayumu, "Is an old habit....used to crack my neck often."
His hand still behind his neck, Celmaru looked up at the creature once more, sort of inspecting her. He was looking for anything suspicious, lie a flicker of her image, or a talisman...anything that proved against resurrection. Focusing Ki under his shoes, Celmaru flew upwards to eye-level of the Zodiac. Finding nothing, and giving up for the time being, but still rather suspicious, he descended to ground, with even more sand particles becoming crushed under his feet. Looking over towards the direction of Ayumu, seeing Hana awake, Celmaru exhaled loudly, having a strong feeling that he might be seeing both of them for a long while.
"Mica and Chinatsu, huh?" Celmaru thought, loosening his fists, "Let's just hope neither of them try to kill me while Ayumu works..."
Celmaru backed away from the Zodiac somewhat nervous of how the acupuncture would work. He never had any sort of bodily treatment done to him before, so he wasn't sure how it would go. Trying to hide his angst, he walked up to Ayumu, trying to ignore the Zodiac. Knowing that Ayumu's going to strike his back one way or another, Celmaru lifted up his shirt to remove it....finally trying to get rid of the tattered rags. Folding the shirt haphazardly and placing it on the ground, Celmaru sighed. Knowing that multiple scars from his past would show....physical scars. Scratching his head with a shoulder popping, Celmaru stated;
"Alright......how does this work?"
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 26, 2016 1:45:55 GMT
As your gaze went to the cow, you could see instantly the aggresion stopping between them as she simply took out the axe she had on the ground, slamming it through the air before aiming it towards you. Her gaze simply filled with murderious intent as she spoke softly, almost as if daring you.
"Speak a single word, One, just one is enough to make me tear of your fucking limbs"
Her tongue as sharp as the blade that she carried while you could see a obvious attempt at getting some distance between the two of you, her entire appearance with scars starting to overwhelm you softly, her horns and scars were so numerious that it became a rather oppresive thought at first. Facing against something with the expierience to slowly crawl up to something like 5000, especially with the amount of times she would have to recover. It would rather soon become apparant why she was exactly this protective to her personal space before a hand grasped you from behind your neck like a kitten and started walking inside, interrupting your conversation and placing you face downwards on a table with a small pillow supporting it, Ayumu simply starting to bring his hand on your back and speaking happily
"Because why the fuck not"
Untill the entire situation started to grow rather dire, the sounds of small needles being taken out and moving towards you became suddenly rather obvious, everybody their killing intent fading to you as your senses would grow alot sharper in anticipation. Waiting for that fatal jab untill you would feel a soft current of water starting to travel through your medians. Like a soft current of water that was ravaging through your entire insides before a sudden blockage was felt in your limbs, like a strange coldness that had been gathering within your depths. Making you feel like you were floating within the depths of a large beautifull lake, yet this strange lake had many funneling points instead of being to freely flow through its entirely. Yet upon a sudden scorching feel on your back you could feel the sudden surge of water starting to refreshen within you, the energy starting to spread within your pores. Like a sudden flood that was brought forwards from the inner depths of the body, constantly surging through the inner veins of your body. Freeing up finally.
On the outside of this occurance Ayumu was going through your body, slowly locating the pins of metal through the thin layer of ki protecting your body while starting to brush his hands across your body while Hana had woken herself up and handed some of the scorching rocks towards him as he placed them on your back, knowing that some of these pressure points should have turned off the base reaction to the pain reflex that humans and saiyans have shown yet he still had a look of worry, slowly speaking to himself, having made certain that he was out of it.
"It seems that he is unbeknowest just how much he has crippled his potential, just how much he has been blocking himself up within..."
Yet hana was for once rather quick to retort, speaking almost bluntly, with her eyes starting to tilt towards the body, looking over the medians that have been opened on his body before simply counting and chuckling softly.
"Listen, ki is released via many methods on our bodies, yet you are trying to force open his medians to increase his potential, this can be considered a taboo to anybody wanting to help. This could increase his consumption of vitamins and food, it would increase his output on his potential yet above all, it may be possible he takes everything for granted"
Even with this thought in their heads, Ayumu simply started to shake his head, knowing that answer that had been deep inside of his torso, burning like a red inferno, the passion that brought him onwards and simply continued to push him forwards in this world for every single goal he had chosen. Starting to place his hands down firmly on the back of his body, slowly easening up the muscles while massaging them thoroughly, the sweat on his forehead was constantly wiped away as his miniscule amount of energy was being used in trying to free open his body. Constantly attempting to bring out the real potential in his body, never giving a single break to his challenge of making certain that you had every single part of your body healthy. Going through some cracked bones, showing brute damage from hundreds blows, overburdening and even dangerous attempts to try and reinforce them, the muscles have been torn in nasty locations as the body had trouble starting to truely regenerate, making soft incisions on his body, making certain he was not by his senses before starting to place small salves onto the muscles while soon using a little bit of a medical secret to bring forwards an advanced ratio of skin regenaration to hide the incisions while slowly taking out a few of the needles and starting to shift their locations around, knowing he had to make certain they were not stuck there for longer than half a minute, this entire process started to take a fair bit longer than he had imagined, slowly slumping his body downwards as the minutes became hours and even became a day, as the sun was starting to be located high above the sky while loud snores were heard everywhere in the building.
When you woke up, Not a single soul was nearby while your waking eyes would see a small letter as a coat from a certain oldman along with a hand made white shirt carrying a logo saying Ayumu was placed underneath the letter, depicting the success of the operatoin as everything felt so overabundant inside and massive. Yet you were left here alone to rest, almost as if a guilty man had let his conscience on the bench.
The letter in question? Read ahead.
"Dear Celmaru, Dear friend.
It has been made possible that the entire charade of attempting to recover your fatigue has gone swimmingly well, but i must say that i have been rather unfair towards you, having lured you into this mere trap for something akin to body massaging and fatigue removal. From within i still feel terrible and this stall has been brought unable to move, letting you rest your body for a few more hours while performing as much as a doctor would be able too. I was never one to really accept being a fighter of some kind, yet i always tried doing my best to learn what i had to learn to improve myself, giving me the knowledge to perform operations, giving me the knowledge to use pressure point and even acupuncture. Yet i have never used them for violence, i was unwilling to misuse their power for something this dear, for something this precious to us all. Truely, i have left this place and went on a voyage to the north, if you ever stumble upon me again, let us hope we can meet each other like friends, because surely... I have grieviously misused your trust to perform an unwilling operation towards you.
Merry christmas, Ayumu."
As the shirt laid there along with a few bills of zenni, to help you replace some of those cloths on you. The memory of a smiling ayumu as he personally made the shirt before you would appear in your mind, yet he was not nearby as your ki sense would have instantly betrayed them, he had truely left.
[Thread exit, Zenni]
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Jan 26, 2016 2:39:20 GMT
Waking up, face down on a soft, white pillow, Celmaru heard nothing around him. Pushing himself away from the table, he looked around. Not one soul to be found, no Hana, no Ayumu, not even a Zodiac. Hopping up softly to sitting up properly, Celmaru was curious as to why there wasn't anyone around. Only the sounds of the crashing waves and the seagulls remained....softly making their respective sounds and noises. Celmaru himself certainly felt better, that he knew. Lifting his hands to see them, he saw nothing to signify any damage or injury, but he wasn't that surprised. He knew that Ayumu surely did a fine job with his back. But it didn't explain one thing:
"How did I fall asleep?....And it was evening when I came in..." Celmaru thought, becoming even more curious.
Sliding down from the table, he stood unsteadily, feeling a bit odd after supposedly sleeping in an odd way. When Celmaru regained his proper bearings, he surveyed the elder's stall once more, looking for anything he could find explaining their disappearance. Noticing a note atop of a bright, white shirt, Celmaru stepped forward to read it. Picking up the small paper, he knew what Ayumu had done.
"He...did surgery on me..." Celmaru muttered in realization, "..........Hmph, what a sneaky elder, I must say."
Celmaru closed his eyes briefly, chuckling to himself. He assumed that he only did so from what he heard before he passed out. He stunted his own Potential trying to increase it....of course. Desperately trying so hard trying to become as powerful as he could, training nonstop, just to fight something he might end up over-training for. Holding the paper in his hand, simply staring at it, he could only think of how he was further in debt with this man. Accepting him, listening to him, befriending him, and now performing surgery to let him recover from his stunted Potential, and his self-inflicted fatigue.
"Just when I pay him back, I wonder?" Celmaru said to himself, watching the waves, "If only I knew how to properly thank him, as well..."
Looking at the thin paper once again, before neatly folding it into a 2x2 square sheet, Celmaru thought of where in the North Ayumu could've gone. Many places filled his mind, but one in particular brought back many disturbing memories. He shuddered at the thought as he tried to forget once again, placing the paper in his left pocket. Looking back at the resting place of the white, presumably hand-made shirt, Celmaru smirked at how kind this elder truly was, he almost felt inferior by comparison. Lifting it gently, as to keep its fold intact, Celmaru simply wanted to keep it as it was, not wanting to ruin its condition. Sighing, Celmaru unfolded it, seeing the "Ayumu" logo emblazoned on the front, and simply put it on. It was oddly warm, and seemed softer than most shirts of its kind. Patting his chest, the shirt barely budged an inch, seeing how well of a fit it really was.
"How did Ayumu....know my size?" Celmaru said, confused, "I wonder what else he could've done as I was out cold..."
Raising one eyebrow, Celmaru lowered his hands to his sides, clenching his fists. He wanted to see how well of a job Ayumu did. Keeping his arms at his sides, he lifted his forearms, both tensing up as his energy started to accumulate. Celmaru's aura ignited, making any loose objects around him shudder. Celmaru's power felt different, more potent, stronger....it also seemed paler than before, much paler. Celmaru's aura was nearly a pure white, it only had a few traces of a deep blue left. His energy had risen exponentially, as his power had dropped as he slept. Ayumu could've killed him with the surgery, while he slept, or otherwise...in a similar situation.
"Ayumu...." Celmaru said, his aura fading, "Just how much are you going to do for my sake?....For my future?....You do so much, and ask for almost nothing in return....you're like a Saint."
Celmaru turned towards the nearby exit of the stall, his arms crossed. He looked up, and saw a blinding Sun greet him directly above Celmaru. It was around noon, the day after his unplanned surgery. Celmaru couldn't bring himself to hate the elder, even if he did something like that. Ayumu gave Celmaru a beneficial outcome, increasing his ability to grow stronger, instead of crippling it further. Flashing a small smile, Celmaru's aura flashed, as he flew away, hoping that the stall would be okay in its place for the time being. As Celmaru Waterfield flew away to his next (mis)adventure, his stomach growled....very, very loudly. Stopping mid-flight, he clutched his stomach, realizing that Ayumu didn't give him anything to eat!
"Ayumu didn't give me any dinner! Of all things, he didn't give a Saiyan food!?"
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Post by Otto on Jan 26, 2016 20:43:09 GMT
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