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Post by Arias on Apr 1, 2016 15:49:39 GMT
Arias yawned aloud, stretching out on the bed as her mouth was wide open with a yawn. She sat up, blinking and rubbing her sleepy eyes as she got out of bed and changed into her classical purple armor, but without the hip plates. It just looked like a tank top and bottom, and no longer like armor.
Arias eyes the hip plates, before casting them to the side and running a brush through her long chocolate brown hair, and the soft fur on her tail. She used a hair clip to put back her bangs, after getting whacked by Celmaru on the head her personality had been scrambled. She was much nicer now, and she heard pawing at her room door.
Arias' cat, Komatsuna, hopped up onto the bed with a meow as Arias opened the bedroom door, making sure to weave around her owner's legs. Arias smiled, going and petting Komatsuna. "Hello, Koma." She says, petting the now purring cat. Arias then went to make sure Komatsuna had food and water, petting her beautiful black and white kitten.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2016 17:12:12 GMT
Power Level
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"FOOD!"
He felt like he had been walking forever, and he had already long run out of the provisions he had received from the Desert Colonists a week ago. Maximillion had even begun to split his rations in half, hungry as it made him, to make them last longer, but he had still finished the last bit of it two days ago.
When he had seen the apple on the tree, and the herbs below it - common herbs that often blended, rather well, with plants and grass that grew just about everywhere that could sustain flora - he had literally done a leap for joy, a leap that was forward and upwards, snatching the tree off it's branch with his teeth, then landing on his knees, grabbing up the herbs from the ground. The herbs were definitely best used as seasoning for meats and chewy non-meats like Tofu and Mushroom dishes, but he didn't care; he stuffed them all in his mouth, chewing them, knowing he would have normally been grossed out by the prospect of mixing all of this strong, clashing flavors together without anything to balance it with....but not caring, as it had been the first food he had eaten in a long time.
Two days felt like an eternity, when you didn't have any food.
For water, Maximillion sniffed the air around him. He had not noticed at what point he had went from Desert to Grasslands, but sure enough, the moisture in the air seemed dense by comparison to the arid wasteland he had just left, and it didn't take him long to find a small creek, which he got on all fours and practically lapped up the water like some kind of animal. Once his dry, sore throat and aching stomach had water in it, and his thirst quenched, he pushed off with his legs (hands still on the ground), and pushed himself into the air with his hands, leaping and doing a series of rapid somersaults as he soared about fifteen feet off the ground, hooted (maybe more like a howl, a sort of "AROOOOOOOOOOO!" cheer, like a Wolf), then landed on the ground, patting his stomach over his purple Gi.
"Ahhh, that hit the spot!" He exclaimed, looking around. After his howl, much of the sparce wildlife in the trees and brush around him went silent, but he could still smell their blood, the animals, and farther onwards - a few yards past the farthest tree there - a man-made clearing, and what looked like the side of a house, maybe the first of many...or maybe sitting alone, he couldn't tell.
Ugh, He thought, realizing what he had just done, probing the air for the scent of blood to see if there was life around him, like Demons (and some predatory animals in the wild) would do. I've got to be careful about going without food for too long.
Having slated his hunger, and quenched his thirst, he was now ready to embrace civilization, to MEET and SEE people, to be around something other than wildlife, or barren wastelands!
Okay, now, where are you, people?? He thought to himself, silently. I need information, and I thought I'd see more people loitering about, but I don't...
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Post by Arias on Apr 1, 2016 17:45:47 GMT
Arias hoisted up her hip pads, fastening them securely on her waist along with a new replacement shoulderpad to match the hip pads. She stretched, flexing her body and yawning softly. She didn't bother to look outside as she gently picked up the kitten that was playing with her boots. Arias slips the boots on, and then makes to set the kitten on the bed as she got her white gloves on, to cover the SSE insignia that would glow when she channeled ki into it.
Arias did not sense Maximillion as she was not paying attention at the moment, but when she heard a deafening howl, she covered her ears and used a few choice curse words before shaking her head. The pregnant Sayianess went to see what was going on, being rather curious as she looks out the window by peeling back the curtains. She spread out her ki sensing ability, picking up on Maximillion's energy and a bead of sweat trickled down her forehead.
A demon, I can sense the sheer energy radiation... the effects of the Mayko Star are definitely there.. what the hell is he howling for? I've never heard a demon howl. Then again, apparently Sayians don't purr but I disproved that theory so maybe he's just different from the rest. I don't want to take any chances though, he could kill the twins... I won't let him hurt them.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2016 18:40:58 GMT
"...huh?"
There was a strange sensation, like when ship scanners were scanning him - something that shouldn't actually be capable of being felt, yet it always made the hairs on the back of his neck, and on his arms, stand on end - only on what seemed...what was the word?
The difference between being touched by a metal fork, and being touched by a dog? He already knew that would sound stupid as hell, if he were to try and explain it to somebody using that analogy. He had always felt and experienced things differently than most, it had seemed, and he just could not lay a finger on the sensation, but it compelled him to continue moving forwards. At some point his nose picked up on something, something subtle, not even so much a scent...or was it? He vaguely recalled smelling something similar from one of the Nurses who had been working alongside the Doctor in the Desert Compound. What had been different about her? Was it her hair? Skin color? Her body?
Her stomach was swollen. He hadn't understood why, but had assumed that humans occasionally had humps on their bodies, like the camels the Desert Compound guards had ridden around the perimeter. One elderly lady had seemed to bear a hump on her back, but...the scent was different than with the Nurse, and the one he was smelling now.
Is she here? Does the Nurse live around here? He thought. (he's picking up on the pheromones that pregnant women give off, that cats and dogs usually can pick up on, but humans cannot..he isn't aware of this, though) Maybe she will remember me, and can help me figure out where I'm at!
There was also something strange about him as well. He had thought something was amiss when he had leaped for that apple earlier, but even now, as he walked, his body felt...lighter, somehow. He did a few test jabs in the air, and his ears heard the air move sharper and get dispersed more forcefully than was the norm.
Did I somehow get stronger from my ordeal in the desert?! He thought, now genuinely curious as he continued walking towards the source of the smell. By now, he could see a domicile of some sort - a house? - about a hundred yards ahead, perceptible by his demonic eyes. He flexes the muscles in his legs and arms, and did some deep breathing, doing a mental inventory of how his body responded to everything he was doing. The idea was to make sure that, whatever had caused this strange sensation, he would not hurt anybody with this odd, newfound strength of his.
Well, he was practically upon the house by now, and he lowered his hands, halting about twenty feet from the house. He didn't want to startle the Nurse, if she was indeed here, and if she wasn't....he didn't want to scare the house's occupant either!
"Umm, h-hey... Are y-you in there.." Stupid question, dumbass! He chastized himself internally. Of COURSE someone is in there. He put on his best smile, and waved cheerily towards the house.
"Umm, hello? I'm new to these parts. Could I get some information, please?"
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Post by Arias on Apr 1, 2016 19:44:17 GMT
Arias sensed Maximillion's power, and thus remained silent about it. But internally, she was extremely unnerved by the power level. I can sense the Mayko Star's effects on this man. He is a demon. I sensed this once before with another demon and that demon was rather evil. Are all demons the same? Could he possibly even be a hybrid? I don't know, but I'm not going to provoke the man...
Arias got a bit unnerved as she sensed his ki energy coming closer, a bead of sweat appearing again on her temple. She slowly closed the curtains and slumped to the ground, holding her chest in a nervous manner. She felt her pulse escalate, and looked at her very slightly bumped stomach, shown more because of the tight-fitting clothing she chose to wear. She gets up slowly, looking out the window to see the man approaching.
Ohhhh no... he's coming closer.. what does he want? Has he been sent to kill me? What is he going to do. Arias continued to give off the pheromone, sadly not being able to stifle the smell. She looked out the window, peeking slightly out of the window to see golden eyes in the gloom. With how close they were, she closed the curtains hastily in fright and fell back, stumbling and landing on the bed.
She blinked, having sensed him halt his approach. What is he doing? She wondered, before hearing Maximillion's voice resonate against the chilly morning air. She stands up, staying away from the windows and the doors. Her tail flicked nervously, before she replied back. "What do you want?" She asked, still wary of the Demon and the Mayko Star.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2016 20:20:02 GMT
"What do I want?!"
The question had caught him off guard. Maybe it was his wear mind, or maybe he was just a little stupid...he had no idea which it was. He knew he needed directions, and he knew he needed - if he was really honest with himself - some bedrest. He had been on the go, non-stop, for weeks now, only sleeping when his body finally couldn't take it anymore, and had practically shut down on him.
Waking up, faceplanted in the ground, wasn't a great way to start a day.
Arias would definitely sense that Maximillion had a Demonic vibe about his aura, but would also sense something a little more....close to home about him, the kind of vibe she might even find he shared with the Saiyans on her homeworld, although it was muddled with the red-hot tinges of Demon in his Aura. Despite this, she would probably also sense that there was no Killing Intent in him, or rather, there was a powerful sense of Balance about the man, or a balanced mix of "Yin" and "Yang" so to speak. He had the sense to him, to one who could pick up on that sort of thing, of a person who was very Spiritual, had an intense degree of honed - moreso than innate - Spiritual Awareness, but there was also the absence of any kind of cruelty, other than what lurked somewhere, suppressed, in the Demonic flares of his aura.
It was the Aura of someone who would seem white-hot when surrounded by ice, but icy when compared to fire. It was both Light and Dark at once, yet none of it was Evil or Sinister. It wasn't a grandiose nor enormous Aura, but neither was it drab nor tiny. It was a medium-sized Aura, eclectic and lively, conveying that the person this Aura belonged to wasn't particularly dynamic nor likely to be anyone really prominent in history, nor the Hero or Villain of any Tales, but simply someone who does the best they can, and has a dominant, sort of general sense of "good will" towards his fellows, and who doesn't like to see people hurt.
Maximillion thought on the question, and finally decided he had an answer.
"I would like information about this place where I'm at, please! And some food couldn't hurt! Maybe directions to someplace nearby where I can sleep without getting mauled by wild animals, please!"
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Post by Arias on Apr 1, 2016 21:03:21 GMT
Arias remained silent, listening to Maximillion and contemplating exactly what to say. She knew he could easily kill her, that he could be hiding his true aura. She sensed the fact he had no killing intent, but remained rather on guard, a trait she had gained from her time on Vegeta, her homeworld. Her fist clenches as she looked out the window, peeking out of it at Maximillion. Her instincts screamed at her to hide, and she was debating to give into them or not.
How do I know what he might do, what he is planning to do. He seems a bit.. eccentric. So many earrings. He looks like he wears human clothing, but still he has that demonic aura, and the aura of.. a sayian. How is he like this, was one of his parents a demon and the other a sayian/human hybrid? Ech, just thinking about such mixtures with the Sayian race is disturbing. Arias' stomach began to churn, and she ran to the bathroom, upchucking her breakfast. The Sayianess was having morning sickness, which she greatly hated.
After Arias was back to normal, she groaned slightly and washed her hands and dried them, sensing to see if Maxmillion was still outside. She finally decided to speak, but kept her body hidden from view. "You are in the bamboo forest, and it is in the East. If you are looking for civilization, it is to the north. Islands to the south and a desert to the west." Replied the Sayianess, her tail twitching nervously as she tried to stay calm.
I wish Daika was here.. I'm scared.. She thought, almost yearning for her mate who was out training. She had once let two random males in the house, and it was so awkward, she didn't wish to do it again. When he asked for food, she did not know exactly what to say. As for the place to sleep, she replied with the only thing she could suggest. "You can sleep under a tree or up high in the branches." She replied.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2016 21:43:14 GMT
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"Under a branch, or up in a tree? It sounds feasible, in theory, but those buggers sure can climb.."
He didn't know why the person in the house wouldn't just come out and talk to him. If it was the Nurse, didn't she remember him from the Desert? And even if it wasn't her, was there something about him that was making her avoid letting him see her?
Do I smell bad?! He thought, raising an arm and sniffing. Hmm, I could smell better, but that bath in that river this morning took the sweat and grime off.
"Ma'am, I hope I don't come off as rude, but why won't you come out and talk to me? I find it a little odd that you won't do that.." He was just that kind of person, sadly. The subtleties of social interaction between humans was not something he had learned yet. Hell, if anything, back in the Demon World, he would've been met by the Lord or Lady (or both) who owned the domicile, and greeted with weapons bared, and expected to EARN his right to having his questions asked.
This...this was very odd to him. Is this how humans did things?
"Umm, I feel a little uncomfortable with yelling at your house, although I appreciate the information you have given me thus far."
This was so strange. What could she be up to?
"Ma'am, are you in danger?" Adrenaline suddenly seized him. Maybe she was being held hostage, and her captor told her to stay away from the window or be hurt! He suddenly envisioned his mother being held by the guards, as her son's farce of a trial was concluded, and the Grand Mages were already casting the spell to open the portal to the Dead Zone. The look of fear in her eyes, how scared she was, the panic and sadness that he knew must have threatened to overwhelm her...
Maybe that's what's happening to this woman now!
He moved quickly, so quickly that, where he had been seconds before, he just disappeared like a dispersed Afterimage, and 0.25 seconds later, his hand made a downward chopping motion, to slice down the doorknob, then catching the knob before it had enough time for the Laws of Physics to realize what had happened and to allow Gravity to bring it downwards. He then gently nudged the door open, peaking an eye through it.
Maybe if they don't see me coming, I can take out the Captor, and save the lady! AHHH, then I will be like the Heroes in the Stories, rescuing damsels in distress!
He peeped in, to see if he could locate the guy who was now certain was holding her captive, twirly mustache and all.
...seriously, this guy was hopeless, sometimes..
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Post by Arias on Apr 1, 2016 22:15:35 GMT
Arias was just too scared to really show herself, she didn't want to be seen. When he asked if she was in danger, she tried to say no but she heard the hand slice through the air and the door nudging open, fear shot through her body and the did the only thing she could do, hide under the bed with a blanket over her as she suppressed her ki to avoid being sensed. She was really scared of Maxmillion, considering he just barged into her house gave her more of an alarm. She was extremely afraid.
Her heart-beat escalated greatly, the pounding of her hear so loud she felt he could hear it. She gave off the pheromone still, unable to stifle the scent even if she tried. The Sayianess attempted to muffle the smell by breaking open a perfume bottle to cloud the room with the strong smell.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2016 0:14:12 GMT
He looked around the interior, but he couldn't see her, nor a captor. He inched the front door open a bit more, then shut it quietly behind him.
Then, like that, BOOM! His nostrils were assaulted by the intense smell of perfume! Maybe a normal nose might have been slightly affected by it, or maybe a strong concentration might irritate their sinuses, but to Max....it may as well have been Onion Gas. His eyes were already watering, and he grunted, maneuvering through the house, although he collided with something that felt like a table, and he paused to try and steady himself. His vision was already clearing a little bit, his neurology adjusting to the sensory overload by lessening his heightened sense of smell a little bit.
A blessing and a curse.
He would have tried to reach out to her telepathically, but for some reason, his ability to establish Telepathic Links had been on the fritz since his being sent into the Dead Zone, and he had no idea why, so for all he knew, he might never be able to do that again.
He went out on a limb, now:
"Hey, I don't see any signs of a struggle. Are you alright? All you need to do is scream, and I'll be on whomever's got you faster than they can do anything to harm you."
His body still felt weird, hot and itchy sensations throughout his muscles, and it was all he could do to hold the restlessness at bay, of wanting to just leap, and hit things, and just go buckwild....but he wasn't new to these urges, and repressing them - while not easy - was within the realm of what he could manage.
His words to her weren't entirely a bluff, though. He had no doubts he could take almost anyone who might be trying to harm her.
When it occurred to him to think What if she *isn't* being held hostage, but is afraid of me?!, he was suddenly uncertain.
He would wait and hear what she said.
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Post by Arias on Apr 2, 2016 0:33:59 GMT
Arias hoped the smell of the perfume was enough to get Maximillion to leave her be, but she heard him stumbling around the house like a demented wild animal. She closed her eyes, curled up under the blanket and keeping her ki suppressed, although the pheromones she gave off were in the air, but they were everywhere, blocked out at some places by the overwhelming perfume. Arias kept her eyes closed as she quietly trembled. Her eyes watered from the smell, she hated the god-awful smell of the perfume.
I cannot BELIEVE humans wear this stuff. It is such a horrible smell it is like pepper gas. ARRGH it stinks so bad, my eyes burn from this stench! Smells nice my ass, it smells HORRID.. Arias thought to herself, attempting to plug her nose and breathe from her mouth. She hears Maximillion's voice and tried to stay quiet, her eyes water and burn from the smell of the perfume, no matter what she did she still smelled it, almost gagging on the horrible smell.
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Apr 7, 2016 4:52:19 GMT
Arias - 1840 PL x - PM me what you want, and I'll grade your portion.
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