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Post by Deleted on Aug 27, 2014 20:12:27 GMT
A large quiet field sat before Ninjin. The open plain stretched before her without any sign of person or building. A smile crossed her face as she sat upon a boulder in the midst of field. Though below the smile she felt a little unhappy as she had left behind her close friend and their dojo as she felt the wandering begin to nibble at her once again. The tearful goodbye made her heart ache but she knew the next meeting would be great as she knew that soon enough they would have a great reunion someday.
Standing on the boulder she looked at another large rock before her as she took a few breaths. Taking several deep breaths she stretched her shoulders as she opened her eyes and focused at the rock. Moving her hands she clasped them in a familiar style.
“Well here goes nothing… Ok remember to focus the ki Nin…”
Focusing the ki into her hands she began to speak the name of her attack as it gathered in strength.
“Supai… raru… doriru… ha.”
As she finished speaking she jammed her hands forward as the colored swirling blast emerged from her hands and flew directly at the large boulder before her. The swirling mass of purple and blue ki impacted the boulder and she focused and pushed harder to get the blast to impact into the boulder. Upon the increase of ki it entered the rock face and dentonated. The explosion sending shards of the boulder flying all about the area a flake or two glancing off Ninjin’s exposed skin creating light cuts that she paid no mind.
“Still took too much to destroy the boulder. That must become stronger and faster to fire. Just in case I need it in a pinch. I cannot be caught with my pants down while charging an attack.”
Speaking to herself as she grumbled and turned to sit down once again. Kicking at the stone beneath her kicking off a small chunk of the boulder with the kick before she settled down cross legged on the remaining top of the stone.
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Post by Zucceta on Aug 28, 2014 21:23:24 GMT
The saiyan warrior sits by a river, dark eyes reflected in the slowly flowing streaming. Her arms are obviously bandaged, and beneath her armor (which she had taken the time to retrieve from her spacepod) her ribs and chest were also bandaged. Her body hurts less and less every hour passing... but by the gods was she hungry.
Quick as a flash, her hand plunges into the stream and pulls out a squirming carp, a monstrous beast about the size of her forearm. Humans would have struggled to hold the thing with both arms, let alone one, but Zucceta managed fine. She reaches to the fish's head with her free hand
and squeezes. An animal becomes meat.
Zucceta hoists the catch over her shoulder, sniffling slightly. The evenings were cooler than she was used to. She raises her head, for the first time noticing the view. The rays of light through the tree-tops were beautiful, almost ethereal, and in the distance she could spot the white peak of Paozu, reflecting the setting sun. The sky was a blue that, on Vegeta, saiyans could only dream of - a deep, rich sapphire interlaced with streaks of white cloud. As if to illustrate the scene, a pair of swallows dart out from the trees.
Zucceta might be a warrior, one both merciless and cruel... but she could at least understand beauty.
She had set up camp a mile from the river, and a fire still smoldered. Throwing a couple of logs onto it, followed by a spark of chi from her fingers to re-ignite the flame, she rests the fish on their. Her stomach gargles and she licks her lips. It had taken the utmost self-control not to just tear through this one with her teeth (which she had previously, thrice in fact). She also had a bowl of water, stream-water she had purified via means of evaporation and condensation. These skills were none to her from both her tuition and her field-work as a warrior.
She supposed she was a mercenary now. If she ever returned to Vegeta, it would not be as an enlisted soldier to that government. No. They had shafted her too many times now.
For now, she was a soldier only to herself and to gold.
The smell of cooked fish hits her nostrils. Dinner time.
She tears into the meat with her teeth, tugging away strings of delicious flesh with her canines. Well, what did you expect?
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2014 6:55:58 GMT
"Bah it has been too long since i last ate everything looks tasty to me even the trees.... I think I should go into this river and grab some..."
Ninjin had walked some miles from her training ground of boulders and toward the river when she stopped talking to herself and lifted her head to sniff the air. There was the distant but distinct smell of cooked fish on the air. She felt her stomach grumble as she looked down at it. Shaking her head she realized that she was overly hungry and might as well head in that direction and see if the person who had caught the fish might have any spare food left to eat.
Moving along the riverbank it took her about ten minutes until she heard the crackling of the fire and slowed her steps. Stopping at the edge of the camp she xoughed loudly to get the attention of the woman before her. STanding there she held the bag over her shoulder and she looked toward the saiyan woman.
"Pardon me... I could not help but smell your freshly cooked meal... I would like to ask you if there was a place for someone to take a load off and possibly take a bite to eat?"
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Post by Zucceta on Aug 29, 2014 12:19:26 GMT
Zucceta twists around, feigning a look of surprise at Ninjin's cough - though she had heard Ninjin's approach when the first of the footsteps came into audible range about twenty seconds previously. Due to the extreme life-or-death nature of the majority of the previous Apocalypse Incorporated's missions, Zucceta's natural senses, primarily hearing but also, to a degree, sight and smell had all become a focus, to refine and rely on.
Lady Death stares at Ninjin for several moments. What was generally surprising was that her appearance hadn't intimidated the girl enough to keep moving - despite the bandages, armor and savagery of consumption involving the poor carp. But there was a certain hardness to her, an essence if you will, that was not entirely unlike Zucceta, a fighting spirit.
Zucceta removes the carp from between her teeth, belches... and laughs. "Pull up a seat!"
Subconsciously, she wraps her tail around her abdomen.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2014 0:53:49 GMT
Ninjin gave a reassuring smile as she moved over to sit on the opposite side of the fire from Zucceta. As she walked over she set down the pack she carried and she made note of the tail she saw. That fact made her note the bandaged woman was a saiyan which meant she was a great fighter. Though there was something nibbling at the back of her mind. It was as if she should know this woman.
"Thanks for sharing. I know some saiyans that would bite my arm off for just asking to have some of their fish."
As the woman belched she laughed loudly at it. The woman was very similar to her already she could tell although they had just met. Reaching a hand up she rubbed the side of her head as she awaited to see if Zucceta would hand over the fish to eat.
"May I ask you your name seeing as we are sharing a meal."
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Post by Zucceta on Aug 30, 2014 17:21:27 GMT
Zucceta continues to gnaw on the fish, pretending to be oblivious to Ninjin's hungry stare. A couple more bites and it was mostly finished... but a small amount of meat remained, perhaps enough to at least temporarily satisfy the other warrior.
Eh, it was Zucceta's catch, and she rarely shared, but at this moment in time it would probably pay to at least be civil to the people of this world. She passes the remaining fish to the girl without smiling. "It's fortunate you've caught me in a good mood, Earthling. Were I in a bad one I'd have probably obliterated you!" This as partially true.
"My given name is Zucceta, but many know me as Lady Death." She smiles.
"I'd ask your name, but more importantly..." she sniffs the air, "... are you saiyan?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2014 19:07:02 GMT
As she took the fish she heard the veiled threat from Zucceta. A slight smirk came across her face as she took a large bite of the fish and swallowed it rather quickly.
"Perhaps you could. But I feel we would be rather evenly matched. Then again I am confident in myself to fight others evenly."
As she introduced herself Ninjin gave her a bow of her head as she chewed the final bite of the large fish. Choking it down she tossed aside the bone
"You may ask and I will tell you. I am Ninjin. To answer your second question. No I am not a pure blooded saiyan. My father was s proud warrior of Vegeta so I am a half breed."
As she spoke of her father she felt some pride about the man who was long gone. Though with that she still felt a nibbling feeling on her mind. It was as if the woman before her should be but isn't familiar to her.
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Post by Zucceta on Sept 13, 2014 12:32:12 GMT
Zucceta smiles. "I'd heard that some species could breed and produce viable offspring with saiyans. Humans make sense... they're scrawnier, sure, and far weaker, but the basic biology is similar." She yawns. "It's fortunate that saiyan blood is so strong, you barely seem human at all. Haha!"
The saiyaness sits there, allowing the warmth of the fire to wash over her as she considers the nature of the woman before her. Why would a proud saiyan warrior breed with an Earthling? Not love, surely not love, nor could Zucceta see the connection in lust. Perhaps as a spoil or trophy... "How did your parents meet?" Lady Death inquires, sounding innocent enough.
Meanwhile, in her subconscious, she yearns to test Ninjin in battle, and perhaps the half-breed felt the same way. Fighting was more than just a means of offense or defense but both sport and necessity to those with pure Saiyan blood, and perhaps it was the same for Zucceta's dinner guest.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2014 21:53:31 GMT
"Well thank you... Have to admit I never been anything other than myself. Of course I beat the ever loving heck out of any who cross me. Guess that is my blood showing through."
Flexing her arm she smiled as she tossed aside the bone. It was true that she was what she was, but she valued the Eath more than her Saiyan heritage in that aspect. When Zucceta came to ask her about her parents met she shrugged.
"I have no idea. My father died shortly after I was conceived and my mother was hidden far away from the cities and spacepoorts as if afraid of something. Heck even I have become a target for some radical saiyans. I have no idea why it is they are coming after me but they have been coming after me."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2014 22:27:45 GMT
Ninjin: 837 PL
I am sad this could not become a completed thread.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2014 2:55:11 GMT
Zucceta: 616 PL
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