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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 5, 2016 23:53:31 GMT
A soft smile beamed at a certain person's face. The dark shadows of a spaceship's Gravity Chamber loomed over the bright lights of the noon's sunlight, with three people basking within it. Celmaru Waterfield was on the red paneled floor of the Chamber, trying to recover from what he had just recently experienced. Phae Waterfield was kneeling next to him, smiling happily at him. Nearby, just outside the Gravity Chamber, the elderly man Ayumu was resting upon the couch, scribbling something onto a piece of papyrus. Celmaru simply looked upwards at the ceiling, along with being next to Phae, his lips burning with an odd sensation.
"What did you do to me?"
"I kissed you. I didn't do anything else, Hus-...Celmaru."
"You almost called me 'Husband' again, didn't you?"
"....Maybe..."
"Hmph, I told you not to call me that anymore."
"I know...."
Phae's bright smile disappeared, replacing itself with a subtle blush. Pushing her fingers together sheepishly, Phae finally became embarrassed about something she did.
"Finally you're embarrassed...."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Before today, you seemed to have no sense of shame."
"I wanted to get your attention...."
"You got too much of it already!"
Phae playfully punched Celmaru's side as he finally got to mess with her. Celmaru could finally get some embarrassment out of her, instead of the other way around. Finally regaining some focus on his Ki, Celmaru sat up, rubbing his head. He sighed, taking in all of what happened to him within the last hour; too many precise points from Ayumu, his ship crashing, an embarrassing kind of beach, too many emotions running rampant, etc. Turning to look at Phae, she still had a soft blush on her face, making her cheeks glow with a red hue.
".....I guess you can be cute sometimes....when you want to..." Celmaru muttered shyly.
"I heard that..."
"You did?!"
Celmaru jolted to his feet, his power fluctuating towards its peak. Flustered by Phae's surprisingly good hearing, Celmaru, looked around to find Ayumu, hoping to shift the subject. Phae looked at Celmaru whilst he did so, laughing quietly to herself. As Celmaru couldn't find Ayumu on the couch, he walked outside the chamber to look for him. As he left the chamber, a small pair of hands rested upon his shoulders, their weight increasing until a the weight of a full body was resting on his back and shoulders. Looking over the his left, his vision was cut off by a familiar seaweed face.
"Phae, what are you doing?"
"Resting on your back."
"More like hanging on my shoulders..."
"You're very warm, Celmaru."
"....Don't start with that again...."
With his ears turning pink, Celmaru walked out onto the sand, not a single Human to be found. Ayumu's stall was still planted firmly in the sand, with a long strand of rope tied to it. Celmaru's focus was still off, unfortunately not just because of Phae hanging on his shoulders like a small child. He couldn't tell if anyone was still inside the stall or not, and even if he could, he wouldn't like what could've been inside anyway.
"Where did Ayumu go?"
"Do you think he went to repair the ship?"
"I doubt it, even if he can repair things as quickly as that glass pane, he can't remove seawater from a spaceship's engine in an instant."
Crossing his arms, with Phae readjusting herself on Celmaru's shoulders, he wondered where Ayumu could've gone. Certain globes pressed against his back, and Celmaru knew immediately what they were. Blushing more intensely than before, Celmaru quizzically asked Phae an awkward question.
"Phae....why do you keep doing that against my back?"
"Most men like this kind of fat, right?"
"....I'm never going to answer that..."
(Thread PL w/ Light Weights: 18,798) (Ki Suppression Temporarily Unusable)
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 6, 2016 1:11:38 GMT
You know, while you were making your way outside, at first you would be shocked seeing him tear apart your ship, yet when he fully had torn it down, He simply tossed you a small capsule, taking apart some rooms and putting them in simple capsules for easy set up while grinning from corner to corner on his face. A small piece of paper wrapped around the thing itself, you would be at first suprised for the capsule... He just... HE JUST BROKE YOUR FUCKING SHIP! But upon closer inspection you could remember the use of these capsules for large vehicles as it was easily able to be called forwards, by popping it down, causing it to activate its build in levitation modules to not crash into the sea water again. That small realization striking you like a sudden stroke of stupidity. You could have put your ship on auto pilot and it would have never crashed... Yet the letter spoke about a wedding gift, as you realized the custom of normal humans upon getting a closely related person married.
But why didn't he treat you any diffrent?, You shouted at him, you harmed him, his hand closely bandaged, Everybody ridiculed him as they had fun, yet he stood there, smiling taking every single word you had been throwing at him like a punching bag. Simply staring towards you before staring towards Phae and shaking his head softly, knowing that you two were still rather loose with each other before opening his mouth finally after a while, the power level that he showed was just the same as normal with a fluctation at points about it nearly vanishing as if he didn't exist anymore.
"So, Please look at the beast that is contained within that thing, but be warned, it may bring a blow to your conscience!"
Smirking softly, before turning around and facing the people that were nearby him, Hana showing a kind effort at remaining silent, honestly awaiting the moment of where you revealed the gift as she showed a strange moment of excitement. Chinatsu was just laying in the sand, leaning against her axe while wrapping the cloak around herself rather tightly, remaining shaded within with enough heat being vented outwards as she started to doze off once again with the eyes of the Ryashi called Mica slowly dozing off. She had been getting sick of working constantly, but knowing the pretty comfortable weather of these areas she was unable to complain! Starting to feel her eye lids slowly striking the bottom as she leaned her torso over Ayumu's shoulder while starting to let out a soft sound resembling "Nyonyah" Before falling asleep, the tip of her large snake body starting to wrap around his left ankle. Slowly trying to shake it off, with a uncomfortable look, you knew that they were loose around Ayumu for the reason of him not seeing them as women at all, just as family members to take care of with their own values of respect!
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 6, 2016 3:16:40 GMT
"Ayumu, what are you doing to the-?!"
Celmaru yelled at Ayumu, questioning what he was doing to his ship. As Celmaru was becoming increasingly concerned over his recently crashed ship, Phae, still on his shoulders, looked at Hana, Chinatsu, and Mica with an irritated stare. She was concerned that one of them would make a move on her husband, which made her paranoid of any females nearby.
"....."
Celmaru, meanwhile was handed a capsule containing a gift. Fumbling the capsule within his hands, Celmaru looked over the gift he had received. A simple capsule, from the famous Capsule Corp, designed for portability and easy access. Looking up at the activity happening, Celmaru called out to them, preparing to throw the capsule.
"Watch out, I'm going to throw the capsule now! I'm sure you all know what's inside, but I don't know what to expect!"
Clicking the capsule's trigger, and tossing the small container, Celmaru braced for impact. What he saw, however, surprised him greatly. His ship was repaired, but also remodeled. The USS Guardian isn't just a gray cruiser anymore; it was a white, blue, and black starship, a vessel much greater than before. The ship had propulsion thrusters on the bottom section of the ship, keeping it afloat. Extra propulsion systems were aligned on the sides, facing downward for its floating position. The entire ship seemed so much bigger than before, more sleek, glossy, brand new, rather than used.
"Ayumu....Did you do all of this?!"
"Celmaru, I think he did..."
"How did you even do this!?"
Celmaru was shocked, surprised, anything similar to such. He couldn't logically think of how Ayumu, Hana, Mica, and Chinatsu did all of this in such a short time.
"Are you even Human!?" Celmaru exclaimed, facing the elder, "No one can move that quickly! I merely turned around and listened to you speak, and then my ship broke apart...and..."
Celmaru didn't know how to finish that train of vocal thoughts. He stood there, frozen, basking in the glory of his remodeled spaceship. Phae, who was more concerned about Celmaru's well-being than his ship, had a bored expression on her face, still gripping Celmaru's shoulders as he remained shocked. The ship cast a giant shadow along the beach, providing shade for any living creatures nearby. Slowly recovering from his shock, Celmaru flew upwards to look at the ship a bit better. He could see a new addition; a viewing deck of sorts, which was bigger than the old Gravity Chamber at the Waterfield home. From the outside, Celmaru could also see new furnishings, couches, chairs, tables, etc. Each new furnishing had the same style as the interior of the newly designed ship; a black and silver in color, lined with a bright blue.
"Ayumu, I don't know what to say..." Celmaru stuttered, taking in the new designs, "You didn't have to do this anyway, especially from how I treated you earlier today..."
Celmaru floated towards the sand below him, touching down just by Ayumu himself. Phae, who was still on his back, started nuzzling against Celmaru neck, begging for affection. Attempting to ignore her, Celmaru simply awaited a reply from Ayumu, the kind elder who kept reminding him of his inability to repay personal debts.
"Oh, and I didn't open this letter, did I?" Celmaru said, almost regretfully.
The letter, simply a neatly folded sheet of papyrus, was addressed to Celmaru and Phae, from Ayumu himself. Reaching towards his back to get Phae's attention. Reacting to Celmaru poking at her, Phae readjusted herself to look over Celmaru's shoulder, ready to read what the letter held. Unfolding the papyrus letter carefully, Celmaru read to himself:
"Dearest Newlyweds, I sincerely congratulate you both on your marriage, and I hope that it may last for many years to come. I know that Celmaru may not be kind towards you at first Phae, but he will surely warm up to you in time, he's a true Tsundere after all! Sincerely, Ayumu and Co."
The short letter also had a post-scriptum note, which stated:
"P.S. Please be warned that the bedroom has been outfitted with an automatic seaweed detector for lock up which you can turn on either contain or spank, either way you spin I don't judge."
Celmaru nearly crushed the papyrus letter into oblivion with his hands alone as he read that last note. His right eyelid jerked upwards out of irritation, mainly towards the elder.
"Ayumu! Why would you do that....now I can't see Celmaru at night..." Phae interjected, just before Celmaru himself spoke.
"Ayumu, why did you put that 'feature' in? I could just send her to another room..."
Celmaru guided his palm to his forehead, discontent at Ayumu's idea of a security feature.
"You might as well have tied up Phae yourself...."
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 6, 2016 4:21:49 GMT
While you were complaining about the speed of everything having happened, you would see the woman leaning against the axe, simply throwing up a bag of tools while smirking softly, having awoken from her nap while they landed down around her, screw drivers, gears, hammers, all outsized to fit her hands while also giving a certain look of damage of the time they were used before simply turning to the sky again, simply showing a kind smile. Her words werent aimed to annoy you, instead they were a soft flowing river of passion as she simply worded it, step by step while slowly raising herself before using a single swing of her axe to throw them all up into the bag again and pocketing it in a capsule.
"Some people dont waste time by doing unneccesary things and even when we do things that may seem useless... I myself practice my stenght and precision by working hard on things like engineering, building tools and kits. Yet i am still a warrior who only does that as a hobby, so dont you get cocky!"
Pointing the tip of her axe towards you before throwing it up, crashing into the ground behind her again, fitting in that small gap before falling against it and slowly sliding down to nap. The Ryashi called Mica then taking her turn to wake up with a sudden snap from the sound and knowing what was said after a moment of realization while pointing towards you with her tail tip. A beautifull shimmer to the scales that were on the bottom while smirking softly.
"Sometimes it is hard for a woman that is married to find the tools she requires on her travels and as such we have easily relocated most of the tools into the correct areas, some even placed in positions that you have not expected to be that easy. Although i must warn you about not handing her like a easy woman! She is somebody that you should respect and y'know, Training involves mastering your emotions mister!, So you better start training your manipulation of the flow of conversation that she has brought upon you!"
Hana simply then intercepted the last bits of conversation from the Ryashi, Shushin Mica while bringing her hand towards the creature and placing it firmly on the soft lips that decorated her mouth, a sense of perversion overcoming the mind of Celmaru easily as Phae had a moment to call him out on being a perv for once~
"Celmaru, You had your bodily restrictions lifted slightly, We have been giving you a chance to train yourself emotionally, Yet what are you facing right now? Is this but another challenge or a simple gift? Is he not telling you something with this ship made in the fashion to be able to survive anything that may be thrown at it?"
A powerfull hop moving her out over you guys while landing ontop of the large floating behemoth, causing it to shake lightly before reaching out both of her arms while smiling widely.
"You were beaten to a bloody pulp! You were constantly pushed down into the ground without a single chance to avoid any moment of conflict untill you stood here, with your power having increased while that arcosian floats in space! Its location known to not only us, but also you!"
Pointing down towards you while simply dropping a few notes of paper downwards, a sudden realization overcoming you about the creatures that have been going over earth, decaptitating families that these two were chasing. Slowly increasing their numbers while hoping to find somebody able to help pull out the weed from the roots itself. No, Things were starting to overwhelm you, they have been sticking their noses so far into the danger while tracing him for you while speaking softly.
"He's on a outpost. Are you going to ask us to join or will we have to climb onboard without you noticing? Its a hour or two flight out there, Possibly sooner, but you gotta be ready y'know?"
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 6, 2016 5:21:25 GMT
The sudden amount of talk concerning the "Black Death" caught Celmaru off-guard. A bead of sweat forming on his head, Celmaru regained his composure, a small fire burning inside him. An oddly confident smile crept up Celmaru's lips, his teeth grit together in a grin. He knew this was going down, and it was going down soon. Clenching his fists together, he tensed up, although not out of fear or embarrassment, but out of pure excitement.
"An outpost, huh? Well, let's give him a visit then, shall we?" Celmaru said, an undertone of anger in his voice.
He was finally going to be rid of his nightmares, his constant fear of inevitable demise. But it wasn't until he noticed a certain picture, a certain image within the frame, that Celmaru's attitude completely changed. A familiar person was being captured, someone Celmaru held dear to him; Celia Waterfield, his Mother. Held by her hair, grasped together by his nightmare, she was being captured, taken somewhere off-planet. Celmaru's eyes went wide, a bit too wide. His pupils dilated until they were tiny orbs in his eye sockets.
"No...." Celmaru's eyebrows furrowed, "He didn't dare.....That bastard!" Veins appeared on his temples, "Not my Mother...."
Celmaru's previously confident smile disappeared into an enraged facial expression he couldn't describe. "The Black Death" took his Mother, now it was all too personal. Celmaru's aura ignited, changing in behavior. It raged around him like an uncontrollable bonfire, with not one person able to control it. Phae had slipped off of Celmaru's shoulders, afraid of what overcame her husband. She noticed what Celmaru had been staring at, and picked up the photo, staring at the scene that was captured within it.
"Celmaru..." Phae said, looking at her enraged husband.
"THAT SPINELESS, FOUL, UNPLEASANT, VILE, LOATHESOME, OBNOXIOUS, HORRID, DISTASTEFUL, ASININE COWARD!!!"
Celmaru was pissed, utterly enraged. He let this happen, and his worst nightmare has been realized. He was spouting out every synonym he could think of relating to "vile" that he could think of, even the word itself. Even more veins appeared on his body, several of which throbbed with the power they contained.
"He went after my Mother....that alien bastard!....Using such a pathetic excuse such as hostages to lure out more victims!"
Small sparks of static electricity appeared all over his body, zapping anything that got close. Celmaru's power flared up immensely, easily overextending his normal limits. Sand was flying all around him, obeying his own upward take on gravity, and Phae couldn't get close enough to him to try and calm him down. Celmaru started to grunt in rage, angry at what his worst enemy has done. His hair started to disobey gravity...more than it used to, and his hair had a subtle flash of golden blonde, before disappearing into the dark black color his hair was normally. His hair returned to normal as quickly as it changed, but Celmaru didn't bother to notice.
"All of you! Either get in the ship, or stay here, I don't care which!"
His aura fluctuated around him as he shot off, towards his remodeled ship. Celmaru intended to end this alien's life as soon as he got anywhere near him.
"Phae!"
"H-Huh?"
"Are you coming or not!?"
"Yes, Celmaru!"
Phae flew after Celmaru, although not as fast as he was towards the ship. An obvious smile was printed on her feminine face, showing anyone that saw her that she was happy about her husband finally acknowledging her. Celmaru almost hoped, in the back of his angered mind, that someone besides Phae would follow him. He would need plenty of support out on that outpost....he was sure of it.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 6, 2016 6:46:17 GMT
While you simply called everybody inside, seeing the entire group starting to move inside of the large spaceship while you were about to drive the vehicle, you noticed a definite lack of the keys. Simply leaning in the cockpit while softly humming, spinning a small object around his finger while speaking softly. "I am able to see him right now, he is dining, we have a few hours to get there, it is a single hour flight... Do not worry about her getting hurt, i have made my connections to ensure she has not been hurt at all..." Giving a grim smile, while you then upon looking at the ring of keys became able to guess how, how would he have gotten there... The scars on his body that were once invisible didn't look like this, all these fresh scars covering his body as he had been taking blows for that woman that was your mother. Simply giving a protective cover for her while being viciously beaten up and promising to keep her safe and getting help before this situation unfolded where he informed you, hoping that you would remain calm enough to fullfill your promise of defeating that creature that you swore to kill. "Are you able to calm down?, She knows you are coming and will be happy to accept every single form of saving, but even now you are going to face against a prepared group where we are perfectly numbering them by 1 to 1 with their warriors ,a even match for every single one of us... Are you really ready to give your all and not lose yourself to your emotions?" Flipping the keys upwards before snatching them in his hand before opening it softly and giving you a final look, knowing that you had to fight the strongest guy on your own... No, You could not tell him about that person being there, the multitude of people that would face against everything that they stood for. Knowing that your fight would be the tip of the ice berg in the quality, yet the core that would be hidden under its sway would be protrayed today as time slowly started to pass while the event started to unfold... The ship slowly starting to approuch the station as we split up, as we seperated to find those captains of his while going to take out what had to be taken out. Everything being so simple, yet so complex as everything was eeriely silent on this little base of ships together on a single spiral shaped space station outside the borders of earth itself. Going to face against the true enemy that you had picked for yourself, unbeknowest to the amount of chaos that you would be bringing towards yourself, the fangs of the enemy drenched in poison more vile than Phae is determined. Easily able to outsize anything with the simple venom of their movements before it finally got in play. The fight of all time, Let us rumble. (I hope you dont mind this set up, lets us get to you controlling your baddies earlier , Just pick a charrie on my side and the fight starts untill all fights are cleared no?)
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 6, 2016 7:48:05 GMT
Today was the day that Celmaru could relate to an angry bull. Fuming in rage, Celmaru kicked down the door as they docked, dashing off immediately as they all split off into different directions. the warriors from Earth, versus handful from the Black Death's vile side of this conflict. As Celmaru dashed off, a familiar sensation wrapped around his wrists, a simple shade of green encasing his bare joints.
"You're going along with me?"
"Yes, Celmaru."
"Fine, just don't mess me up during this upcoming fight....its going to be a bloodbath."
Phae didn't respond to Celmaru's last comment, as she didn't need to. Celmaru's rage was practically emanating from his body, and it was affecting his mind. Despite his anger reaching such an extent, Celmaru was still able to get a read on the Black Death's energy. A strong-willed, and corrupted ki signature, it stood out from the others...but one of them nearby felt like his Father's.
"Huh? Father?"
Celmaru nearly stopped dead in his tracks as he got a full reading on that signature. A Saiyan ki source, brash and unruly, yet it seemed...
"Feminine?"
Shaking his head to dismiss the thought, Celmaru continued onward towards the Black Death's chambers, where the decisive battle would begin.
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In a chamber near the Black Death's, a female Saiyan lied on the floor, bored to death. Her standard SSE battle armor glistened with old blood, and it creaked as she stretched. She yawned out of her boredom, waiting for something to happen. The chambers surrounding her were lined with skulls, bones, and a picture of the full moon hung on the nearby wall. She couldn't take all the waiting.
"For fuck's sake! When am I gettin' a fight!? That arcosian freak told me I was gettin' one soon!"
The Saiyan female shouted at nothing in particular as she heard footsteps. Jumping up to pump herself for a potential fight, she watched as she saw an elderly man enter her chambers.
"Are serious?! An old fart? That lyin' bastard, I'm gonna kick his ass when I done with you, old timer!"
Slamming her fists together, she faced the elderly man, never once stopping to think what might cross her path very shortly. She had a cocky smile on her face, and her eyes burned with an itch to fight, and soon.
"I don't think ya can keep up with me, but it'll give me somethin' to do while I wait fer a real challenge. Ready or not, here I come old man!"
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 6, 2016 7:58:08 GMT
When you started to talk about Ayumu being a old fart, you saw a single twitch on his face, a single moment of emotion untill a large amount of killing intent started to flow into the entire room as he moved forwards, your fists slamming together while he spoke with a strange tone of authority, making certain that she would not get a single moment to take certain of the movements in the battle, continueing to move forwards before grasping the body of the woman, reaching out his hands forwards and performing a single sweeping toss onto the ground. No, It was not like that, It was pure emptiness... His facial expression was dark while he just stood there, taking a single breath before moving towards where you sat before while sitting down on his knees, simply placing both his hands on his lap while knowing his only secret weapon.
Somebody who had no power, there was only one certain combination they could perform, powerless throws and his ki blasts he kept during the manifestation of Hana, something he had never expected in his entire life to have happened with this single moment of luck. Sitting there and knowing what to do, remembering the words of the saiyans, remembering their teachings, before using his facial expressions to call upon a single old name.
"Are you certain you are coming towards me? Warrior of the saiyans?, Will you follow suit of Noino the golden...?"
A certain hue of bloodlust to his voice, while simply grasping together his hands and sitting straight in place, this old man starting to feel strangely terrified, everything starting to feel off. His entire charade was incredibly simple, no... It was beyond simple. He had moved himself forwards at a simple few paces, shifted his weight and made his foot land underneath yours to throw you up lightly by using the jumping ability he had obtained while it was a mere flash in the eyes of her. Such a painless move would be something a fighter would not perform at a saiyan right? They fought till the death with their ability to come back from any moment. Yet why is he sitting there, awaiting for you to come towards him... That black abyss of his powerlevel that was nothing... Was it simple something you could not discern? Did he lower his strenght to nothing to fight you? your pride slowly being trampled upon as the impatience and anger could only reach new heights. Heights that were known as being terrified, these techniques you had like a kamehameha wave, projectile rain, all those would not be enough to deal with this, you had to manage to get a blow in with your hands to truely get over your fear. It was often known that a single ray from a stronger person could overwhelm and take out the other... Would you be willing to take that risk as a saiyan? throwing away all that pride of yours? No... You had instantly cornered yourself already of a man who's speed you have not seen while its power was able to instantly push you down on the ground with a finger finger!?
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 6, 2016 8:34:42 GMT
As the young Saiyan woman watched as Ayumu merely sat on the ground, staring her down and speaking of Noino, she could only become more and more irritated at what he was doing.
"What're you doin' old man?!....Are you mockin' me? ARE YOU!? I am a proud Saiyan warrior, one of pure blood and such, and no pathetic weakling is goin' to intimidate me!"
Her words became mere barks from a dog as Ayumu continued with his strange movements. The young Saiyan girl could only become more confused, frustrated....and terrified.
"W-What the hell're you doin' to me old m-man?! What is this s-shit?"
She was trembling, for once in her life she was almost completely terrified....of a weakling. She was miles ahead of the elder, yet she couldn't keep up with his sudden and strange movements. The air of dominance Ayumu had set over her was staggering, and has only been done successfully over her by Toma "Mato" II, and the Queen of all Saiyans, Zucceta. The young Saiyan lashed out at the elder, but her attacks weren't connecting. She was angry and trembling all at once, and couldn't fight correctly.
"M-My power level is over seventy-five hundred! I can fight anyone on this side of the universe! What Earthling crap is this?!"
Being the cornered rat she seemed to be turning into, she pulled a desperate attempt at a one-shot-kill. Bringing her arms to her chest, crossing them in an "X" shape, the Saiyan let out a 360 degree barrage of ki blasts, spreading everywhere throughout the chamber.
"UUUUUURRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!"
Ki blasts flew everywhere, hitting the skulls, bones, and everything that could be crushed within the immediate vicinity. All of the blasts were weak, only a fraction of her power was even spread throughout each...and there were a ton of them. Interior shields activated, absorbing the blasts all at once, removing any energy-based threat from the room. Many of the blasts missed Ayumu, or seemed to phase right through him! Lower on Ki than she expected, the young Saiyan woman charged at the elder, hoping to beat him to death.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 6, 2016 8:49:26 GMT
While some of the blasts have been nullified with a carefully aimed single ki blast that he flicked forwards, using midair jumps with his own back of his hand to stack multiple ki projectiles on them, to take out three projectiles that struck infront of him, causing a large gust of mist while suddenly everything seemed to freeze, figuratively speaking.
His sense of dominance was not much more than a battle knowledge that would be a towering gaint above most creatures that came before him before giving way to the knowledge of all nearby people.
"Three, Two, One"
Simply flowing his body carefully, he placed the tip of his fingers at your fist, dodging a cross counter and slowly continueing against its stroke before everything collapsed in on itself. You have not felt like this before as your entire body seemingly slid out of controll, speeding up rapidly while you could feel your body being held up by one arm, slowly slipping downwards in his grip you were able to struggle lightly free as a few strikes, they carried no power but the speed behind them were something you had not seen, sinking into your flesh and causing a spark through your body untill there it was.
The shocked gaze on his face, becoming apparant for a split moment, his firm hand placed over one of those large mountain like regions as the thick nausea of energy that surrounded the nearby area was only thicker from this close. If one were to actually grasp around this closely to Ayumu they could litterally scoop up the killing intent he had been radiating, something that made Potapo easily realize that she was but a mere insect in the grasp of his body, something starting to snap inside of that pretty little head. His words causing that drastic change along with the flurry of his against the nerval points that had been performed, slowly wording it carefully.
"If you move a single inch, you already know what will happen"
It was strange, incredibly strange, you have seen the old fighters in the past, where they fought each other with brute strenght, yet what you saw before you was something more gracefull, it was a flowing style that seemingly brought forwards such grace and beauty that the warrior instinct within yourself was awoken as something... Purer y'know? That womanly desire to do something that would keep a mark in the world was only enforced by the sheer knowledge of this man, a multitude of options in your head coming through at one time while multiple seemed like smart choices untill you betrayed yourself of it. Your saiyan pride having temporarily been overwhelmed by fascination, the skillfull touch of his hands as if he were treating a fine ingredient. Making you realize you were not touched like a enemy, this killing intent was not a show to scare you off, but a show to protect you from endangering yourself in this situation of where lives would be taken.
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 6, 2016 9:26:53 GMT
Potapo was shivering, but not from a sudden chill. She was forced to stand perfectly still, in her wild punching position, while Ayumu poked around at her pressure points. Her face became red, and her ears were pink. She felt a new feeling, something she never expected to feel in her life.
"What the hell're you, old man?"
She didn't say those words as proudly as she usually would, it was almost in a sheepish tone. Her face had a similar expression as Celmaru would if he were embarrassed by Phae, only this time it was a pureblooded Saiyan being dominated by an elderly man in space! Potapo didn't dare to move, fearing what might happen if she did. Her mouth hung open, agape from her previous war cries. An overwhelming amount of respect was bubbling inside her, making her frantically wonder what Ayumu had done to her.
"As soon as you let me go....I-I swear that I'll kill you where you stand."
Potapo couldn't keep her voice steady anymore, that foreign feeling inside her was troubling her, and she didn't want it to stay. Her loose ponytail was resting upon her back, most of it shaking from her sudden stillness. Potapo growled at the elder, expressing her immediate hate towards Ayumu.
"I'm killing you as soon as I get free of this bullshit, got it?"
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 7, 2016 0:47:26 GMT
While your words of hate were expressed, you could feel him lifting you up and turning you around, as your body felt weak for a split moment before your strenght returning, a split moment that you took as a chance being crushed suddenly. No... You couldn't call it crushed but anything but splintered in a thousand pieces that rained down onto the sky. The fury in his eyes, the thick brick in your neck that was his killing intent, they all pointed at you like razor sharp weapons that would not give you a single chance of doing anything.
"Try it then, you are not being stopped, at all, try to choke the life from me"
A sudden realization at the meek posture you had made, no, it was obvious with your reactions, the defensive position you had taken. The way you had spoken to him while your tail was betraying your true emotions, the first shock didn't even stop the shaking of its soft extension before you would see his hand reach out, almost like a chance to change sides. No, It was something that gave a single fracture deep within you that could fully corrupt what you desired to be a fighting chance while his expression was... Calm, a strange sense of trust visible on his face while speaking quietly and honestly to you. Everything becoming so obvious untill you heard something, no... This was the reason you found everything falling in place.
Like snow flakes that slowly fell down on the ground, they were all unique but together you saw no diffrence, yet that was not true for this very moment as you heard a rifle shot and ayumu was pushed over the ground, a trail of red being left behind. You had seen blood so many times, so many diffrent times, every time you simply took delight in knowing a fight was gone, while a massive amount of questions would arise to the top of your mindset, that grunt that stood there... His smile showing that he earned a raise, that he earned to replace your position of somebody who was trying to defect before speaking softly.
"S-S-Shitty saiyan! You destroyed our empire and we will destroy you! DIE!"
Before firing a single rifle shot, its energy travelling at speeds that you never saw before, enchanted by ki, yet it was like the trace of a snail towards you.
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 7, 2016 1:29:51 GMT
Another arcosian, a simple-minded, and weak arcosian. Screaming at Potapo about his race's empire, she couldn't care less, or even bother to listen. She never cared for the organization that she was hired into, or anything, she was worried about someone, for the first time in her life. Looking over at the weakling arcosian, he had a bad tooth problem, multiple of which were jutting out in random directions, and an audacious afro wig was placed upon his head, making him seem ridiculous. A bored and uninterested look on her face, Potapo vanished into thin air, reappearing as soon as she vanished, with her fist planted firmly between the weakling's lungs and stomach. Potapo pushed further into the alien's body, ripping his armor apart, and penetrating his outer casings.
"Guah!....What...are....you...?!"
The young woman released a shotgun blast's worth of ki from her hand, eviscerating the alien's insides into oblivion. Everything that was once that oddly styled arcosian was no more, but a mere pile of dust in the vacuum of space. Potapo stood upright, turning back to face the elder.
"I don't know who you are, but I'll be damned if don't learn what you did to me earlier."
Fully acknowledging Ayumu's condition, Potapo's eyes went wide, surprisingly wide. She had a feeling within her that she still didn't recognize, and she wanted it to leave her as soon as possible. Looking at the elder, Potapo reached into a secret compartment in the chamber's wall, as she flipped a lever, opening a tiny room sealing away a rejuvenation pod. Lifting up the elder's body, Potapo threw Ayumu inside haphazardly, setting up the healing time required to fix an open wound. As the tank filled with rejuvenation liquids, Potapo equipped an old scouter, turning it on the scan Ayumu's power level.
"Wha-?! ONE?! HIS POWER LEVEL IS FUCKIN' ONE!?"
She instantly crushed the scouter in her hand, furious at the herself for nearly suffering defeat from him.
"I don't think you can hear me, but I'm not healin' you because I want to. Its because you got shot like that, got it? I want a rematch later."
Potapo crossed her arms, waiting for the rejuvenation chamber to finished its processes.
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Meanwhile, in another chamber nearby, an older alien, dressed in a business suit, sat behind an oddly natural desk. The desk was made of mahogany, cut from the land of the planet Malchior 7, where the trees are 800 feet tall and breathe fire. Sitting with his feet up on the desk, a cigar in his mouth, he counted a small bundle of credits, content with his work. His content disposition faded as he saw someone enter his office; a small girl, who looked no older than 14, who had a disinterested look on her face.
"Whaddya want, kid? Ya lost or somethin'?"
Removing his feet from his desk, he looked at Hana, suspicious of her presence on the outpost station.
"Bah, whatever. Dumbass women, always fuckin' shit up for themselves..."
He went back to counting his credits, dismissing Hana's presence. That was his first mistake.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Feb 7, 2016 19:37:07 GMT
Simply humming lightly, acting like a lack luster cleaning service at first, she simply closed in, while starting to grip a table softly. Wondering to herself what had been the best solution to talk things out before simply uttering the beautifull words. A few choice words that she had forgotten existed nearby Ayumu who managed to smooth talk most of the time while lifting this desk up like it was simply nothing compared to her and turning to you.
"Sorry, good sir, we are employing a new cleaning service today"
Tossing the table towards you while taking two of the chairs to close in the distance hidden beneath the table to smash one of the chairs into that thick skull of yours with a dark, yet gentle smile. She truely acted as if she was cleaning a nearby area of filth instead of fighting somebody with a life that belonged on this planet. Simply awaiting the reaction of this man while carefully taking out a small cane that Ayumu used to carry with her leg and tossing it to the side during that jump from before, knowing that it would carve a path sidewards to his back, opening up for a good blow if he were to act like she expected!
"It is time to see if this thrash can last longer than today right?"
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 7, 2016 19:55:26 GMT
"Cleaning service? I didn't ask for a damn maid you stupid b-!"
Noticing the desk fly towards him, the manager jumped out of his executive's seat, blowing out gusts of cigar smoke as he went, creating a minor smokescreen.
"You dumb broad! That cost a damn mint to create!"
As he spouted slander towards Hana, the blade that Hana tossed at behind him was homing in on him. Unaware of the blade, the manager brought out multiple knives from his pocket, holding them between his fingers like kunais. Just as he was about to throw them at Hana from the smoke, the blade cut into his back, tearing through the thin muscle and skin on his back. The manager's face contorted with pain, jumping forwards in surprise and pain.
"Damn bitch, what was that?!"
Placing his hand over the open wounds, he attempted to throw multiple knives at Hana, despite his lack of focus due to his new wound. The manager thought within his mind as he tried to swat away the blade at his back.
'I'm not cut out for this shit....I just wanted to make a profit killing of those impure offspring...'
His blood was soaking his suit, staining the fabric. The manager's hands were becoming noticeably warm....and damp. The cigar in his mouth was slipping between his teeth, slowly escaping his mouth. If the cigar were to fall, and hit the large rug underneath them, the entire room would erupt in flames. Despite this, the manager tried to bring out more projectiles, worried of what Hana might do next. This guy wasn't prepared for a fight, nor was he cut out for one. This was his second mistake.
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