Kiba Dainichi
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PL: 11,560; Intense Struggle (x3): 34,680; Items: One-use pod, Medium Weights (5780 ; 17,340) Zeni: 890
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Post by Kiba Dainichi on Oct 18, 2014 1:56:26 GMT
Kiba smirked as she set the little green man down near one of the rocky cliff faces, tying her newly bought hachimaki around her neck once more. She felt kinda naked without one but now she had it back and it caused her to smile. Looking back towards the Namekian that she had brought here, she hoped he'd help her although if he didn't she wouldn't stop him from leaving and hell, she'd gladly point him in any direction he needed to go. Looking down to her hand she began to concentrate a bit.
"There's something missing... but what?"
She asked herself, still staring down at her hand before a light began to form around her hand and beads of sweat could be seen on her forehead already and it was obvious whatever she was doing was a strain on her. But regardless, she continued to focus before she pulled her hand back and "threw" it forward like a baseball, a blast of ki exploding into the side of the mountain with a loud *BOOM* and as the smoke settled despite everything there was little damage to the mountain itself.
"Damn it..."
She muttered to herself and began to gather the ki back into her hand again, determined to get this right. But, it was hard for her. She didn't know what she was doing, her father never taught her anything like this. So why was she doing it? Because in her fight against that male she learned something... Somehow he'd managed to copy her technique without even knowing its name or how it was being used. She had to figure out how, and she had to figure out a way to make it better and stronger. The ki gathered once more but she held onto it, doing her best to add to this one Ki Blast.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 18, 2014 3:01:16 GMT
“Wux geou shio valignat…” A cloud of spiraling orange light filled an empty void of white light as strange echoes filled the air. The endless void of light was littered with different significant objects in the Namekain’s life. Milac found himself once again impaled inside of the Namekian space ship that had crashed in the north, impaled by a medical instrument that kept him attached to the wall. Unlike in real life, one of the walls of the ship seemed to be busted open so that Milac could view the void of his dream ahead of him. “Wux geou shio valignat…” Again… he heard the faint whispering. He couldn’t understand the language that was being spoken. This time Milac was able to find the source of the whispering. Looking upon the ground of the space ship he saw the head of the pilot who had brought him to earth, Bana. It lay detached from its body but continued to mutter the phrase over and over. As it spoke the pilot chair spun around and the headless body of Bana sat in the chair. The neck seemed to be swelling as if perhaps a large egg where about to come out of it. Purple blood was gushing and oozing down the body. A large set of leathery bat like wings came bursting out Milac’s fallen comrade. Unable to see the rest of the creature a wave of fire sped towards the little Namekian and his ears rang from the sound of a boom. “AHHH!” Milac cried out in his unconscious state, he was awakened and the booming noise that he had heard in his dream had actually been the sound of a blast hitting against the mountainside. The dream had faded from his memory or perhaps Milac had blocked it out subconsciously. He was shaken by something but he couldn’t remember what. He rubbed his eyes and stood up, feeling a little woozy as he did so. The first thing that Milac had noticed was that he seemed to be back to his first stop in the south. Mount Pazou was before him and he even recognized the cave that he had encountered Emer at in the distance. Luckily, he didn’t seem to sense the signature of that being anymore, to which he was relieved. As he scanned the sunny mountains he noticed a woman in the distance who had a strange yellow thing around her neck. He thought the signature of the ki seemed somewhat familiar. “Oh, that’s right!” Milac thought to himself. He had went into a strange building and aided an earth woman in her recovery. It had seemed that she must have taken him with her. He watched as she seemed to be struggling to connect with her inner ki, although her untrained progress was pretty remarkable as he watched her where she had left him. Milac smiled and waddled on over towards the woman. He still wasn’t feeling amazing but his unconsciousness had made him feel at least somewhat rested. He was afraid to surprise her and so he timidly waited for her to finish her next ki blast. He didn’t think that he wanted to eat a ki wave for breakfast. He concentrated and felt the ki gathering into her hands, but it was as if she was ignorant to some of the ki within herself and only drawing from it partially. He had always been gifted in sensing ki, but it took quite a bit of training for him to really understand it. Perhaps his limited wisdom and some dragon clan training techniques could help her connect. “Hello there!” he would say if she were to finish the blast. He was thankful that she had gotten him out of the hospital, his experiences with many humans would make him uncomfortable being unconscious around a large group of them. (OOC: wux geou shio valignat= You will all burn in DW's tongue if that is cool with you. Using link)
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Kiba Dainichi
Archived
PL: 11,560; Intense Struggle (x3): 34,680; Items: One-use pod, Medium Weights (5780 ; 17,340) Zeni: 890
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Post by Kiba Dainichi on Oct 18, 2014 6:17:40 GMT
When Milac screamed, it was right as Kiba raised her hand to throw the ki blast. She lost her concentration and as she turned to look behind her she saw her own ki blast right at her face begin to get unstable and as she moved to cover her eyes it exploded, sending her flying into the mountain and causing her to scream out in pain as she first hit the mountain then fell onto the ground. Her eyes were closed tight, blood slowly leaking from them as she grunted and struggled to pull herself even to her knees.
"Hey kid! Are you alright!?"
She asked, dammit... she couldn't see, that backfire had blinded her and that was a bitch. She couldn't see and she didn't know this mountain very well. She hadn't expected this when she chose it for her training location. She tried opening one eye to see where anything was but all she saw was the red inky stain of blood covering her eye and felt the sharp pain in her back from where the jagged parts of the mountain had slammed into her. Forcing herself up to her feet as she used the mountains face to keep herself from walking off the edge as she tried finding the little Namekian.
"Hey kid! Where are you!?"
She asked again, keeping her guard up to try and catch any incoming attacks. She didn't know what was going on anymore but she'd heard him screaming.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2014 0:30:55 GMT
Milac hadn’t noticed that the girl had accidently hurt herself when he awoke. He had been preoccupied with getting his bearing when he awoke. As she turned back and forth trying to find him he had thought she was charging up a ki blast, but what he must have been feeling was a residual effect from her last one.
She seemed unable to find the young namekian. He noticed that blood was staining her face around the eyes and Milac felt horrified. How did the people on this planet survive without regeneration? They seemed to be in a constant state of injury.
“I’m fine! Are… you OK?” Milac asked as he approached. “Oh you are wounded! Let me help you!” Milac asked as he started to fly closer to her with an urgency. Likely another attempt at healing this soon would cause the little fellow to become faint again.
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Kiba Dainichi
Archived
PL: 11,560; Intense Struggle (x3): 34,680; Items: One-use pod, Medium Weights (5780 ; 17,340) Zeni: 890
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Post by Kiba Dainichi on Oct 19, 2014 0:42:34 GMT
When she heard he was fine she smiled but held up a hand and shook her head.
"No... You passed out last time you need to recover your strength first"
She smiled at him as she lifted her sleeve and wiped off her face as best she could and though it felt like she'd gotten it all for the most part, she'd also smeared it across her face.
"Is someone else here? I heard you scream."
She said, showing her worry as she continued to try and search for him, resting her hand on his head once she did eventually find him, whether it be because he moved to her or by sheer luck she didn't know or care. She thought for a moment, he could heal her but... This presented a unique opportunity. Training in the dark was good, but training while being completely unable to see? That would be better. She could always have him heal her later right? So there was no rush.
"Listen... I was wondering if you'd be willing to help me actually, with your power to heal like you do it could do wonders for my training. If you don't want too... then you can leave of course, I won't try and hold you against your will."
She said with a smile and a soft voice. If he tried healing her she'd stop him immediately as she felt staying blinded would be better than otherwise right now for her training.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2014 1:23:28 GMT
Milac couldn't help but feel relieved that he didn’t have to heal again this early. The injury was minor, but over two days he had healed two bodies that seemed completely broken. Milac blushed a bit as the woman asked him why he had been screaming. In truth Milac couldn't remember anything about his nightmare, other than hearing a large boom and feeling like fire was washing over him.
“I… oh it was nothing… I heard a blast and it woke me up. It startled me is all.” Milac responded as he watched the woman wiping off her face. She then began moving her hand around and it rest upon his head. He was reminded of Emer, who had similarly placed his hand on the kids head after receiving healing. Milac began to wonder if it was going to be the norm for people to rub on his head.
He watched the woman who seemed to be pondering something. She then asked Milac to help her train. Milac worried about her intentions.
“But… your eyes. You want to train without being able to see?” Milac asked her with a curious look on his face. Maybe that had been her intention all along? Perhaps it would be a good training tool for her to learn about feeling the ki around her. “and the rest of your body, is it better? I wasn’t sure if it had fully restored you before I…”
Milac paused again, as if for an instant he had remembered his nightmare but it faded from thought. It left him with a chilled look on his face but thanks to Kiba’s blindness hopefully she wouldn't notice.
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Kiba Dainichi
Archived
PL: 11,560; Intense Struggle (x3): 34,680; Items: One-use pod, Medium Weights (5780 ; 17,340) Zeni: 890
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Post by Kiba Dainichi on Oct 19, 2014 1:48:29 GMT
She nodded.
"I'll be find don't worry. Training like this will help to get my reflexes faster anyway so no matter what it's a win/win for me."
She told him with a smile, Standing up She began first with her wrists, 'flopping' her hands around some and pulling on her hands slightly to start loosening them up. Afterwards, she started moving her arms in circles, extending her arms out fully and making the circles as wide as possible and going in both directions. After a few of these, she placed her hands on her shoulders and repeated it though with smaller circles now followed by pressing one hand to the shoulder and repeating once more and doing that for both sides, trying to get her joints as loose as she could without popping them out of place.
Then she moved to her elbows, manipulating them with the opposite hand and working them until the joints were loosened to a good point. At the same time, she twirled her head on her neck making sure to keep her eyes open and going in both directions as she continued her prep work. Placing her hands on her jaw bone, she began to loosen that as well before placing her hands on her hips and loosening that up as well by spinning her hips in circles almost as though she were playing with a hula hoop. Next she bent over to touch her toes several times, working to now loosen both her back and hamstrings at the same time, Kiba did this a few times before crossing her legs and repeating this process several more times before reversing and crossing the other leg and doing it again. After that, she did the same thing with her legs as she did her shoulders and with both legs. The next part was her ankles, lifting her leg and spinning her foot around for a bit before putting it against the ground and doing the same, then repeating for the other foot as well. Next, and the most important part for Muay Thai kicks, was her knees. Grabbing them with her hands, she went back and forth with them for a bit before spinning those in circles as well, she had to make sure that all of her joints were loose before the match since stiff joints made it more difficult to move around and fight. Spreading her legs next, she began to bend over once more and touch the ground for a bit before reaching above her head and grabbing either of her wrists and bending to each side one at a time. Sitting down now, She grabbed her toes and began to bend forward a bit, stretching the back of her knees and hamstrings some more. Turning over now, she began to stretch the small of her back, moving first her right knee forward before her left knee and holding for a few moments before finally standing.
Somehow, despite standing on the edge of the cliff with half of her foot off the mountain and one foot in the air a good amount of the time she never once fell off. With this all done however, her eyes had stopped twitching like they had at the beginning, starting to get used to this entire thing as she took in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"Alright I'm ready"
She said, and despite not being able to see him... somehow she knew where Milac was as she looked towards him as though she could see despite the fact that she very much could not.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2014 2:12:37 GMT
“Oh OK.” Milac said as he watched the woman make a bunch of strange ritual movements. He was confused about why she was doing this. Namekian tissue was extremely flexible and the concept of stretching was foreign to him. He decided not to ask though, he shrugged as he waited patiently for her to finish.
“I noticed that you seemed to have an issue with feeling the ki around you.” Milac stated but felt a little odd trying to consul someone who was much older than he. “I have an idea, try to dodge these weak blasts and return fire to me. Try to feel the energy and its path of motion…”
Milac had gone through this training before with older dragon clan members. He had been born with an innate ability to sense ki, and it had been effortless for him. He remembered watching other young namekian’s struggle with the teachings for weeks.
Milac flew back and away from Kiba, creating a fifty foot distance between himself and the woman. A very small blue-white light formed in Milac’s hand and he threw it towards her quickly in an attempt to make sure that it remained relatively weak in the chance that she didn't feel it’s approach. It moved quickly towards Kiba but didn't make much of a sound.
(Basic Ki blast restrained at 10% pl= 612.)
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Kiba Dainichi
Archived
PL: 11,560; Intense Struggle (x3): 34,680; Items: One-use pod, Medium Weights (5780 ; 17,340) Zeni: 890
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Post by Kiba Dainichi on Oct 19, 2014 2:50:35 GMT
Kiba nodded with a smirk on her face, keeping completely still as she tried her hardest to keep focused to try and find these ki blasts. As it came towards her she could hear a very faint noise but figured it was just the wind until she felt something singe against her arm. She kept concentration however as it was followed undoubtedly by more Ki Blasts and she kept in mind that distinct soft buzzing-like sound. She didn't react to the sound itself however, she wanted to react to it's ki signature and because of that, she took many more hits than she should have by any right. Her reflexive instincts to not be hit wanted to overpower her and knock away these shots but she kept them in check. Eventually she began making some progress, starting to 'see' them without having to use her eyes and with that she slowly began to get faster though this took several hours. In total, it took about 5 hours before she could start sensing the ki blasts to any serious degree and began to knock them away based on just that alone.
"Alright, start shooting more at a time, like... as fast as you can, and from every angle. I got this!"
She said, wanting to increase it from just one. She didn't expect him, or want him, to overexert himself though as he still needed to recover. She knew he'd take it slow for both of them and she was fine with that, instead opting to just hone her senses as much as possible in order to catch the Ki blasts as far away as possible.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2014 3:14:27 GMT
Milac watched as his first small blast stung against her flesh as she was unable to detect it. He hoped that she had been OK. He wanted to make the attacks even weaker but he found himself unable to materialize the blasts at a smaller power. He was surprised at this because he had not ever really used his ki as a weapon before, only brushing over the training for self-defense courses back on New Namek. Even throwing them as weak as he could he could sense the power in them that could be fatal to the average earthling. Luckily Kiba’s ki was powerful and it helped to absorb the brunt of the force. He let out a sigh of relief as he continued training her. She seemed to be getting the hang of it and she asked for Milac to up the intensity of the training slightly. He began flying in different directions and throwing the ki blasts at her from different angels. He was glad to see that she was starting to improve and even deflecting some of them as the arduous training continued.
As he flew around he noticed something that he hadn’t seen before in the distance atop one of the foot hills. It was a small home with a courtyard in the back. Moss seemed to have enveloped the small home and courtyard, and it appeared to be some sort of abandoned training ground. He saw that located within the courtyard was some strange contraption and he couldn't quite tell what it was from here.
“Hey!” Milac yelled down to Kiba as he paused for a moment. The day was getting a little on the late side as the sun began to grow more faint in the background. He wiped the sweat off of his head and pointed towards the house, momentarily forgetting Kiba’s blindness.
“I see a small building in the distance… it doesn't look like anyone is home and it has a nice courtyard that we could train on.” Milac said to Kiba, also hoping that maybe they could take the night to rest in the refuge of the abandoned home after they spent a little bit more time in training. He remembered that Kiba had accidentally blinded herself and seemed to want to remain that way.
“I could lead you there if you want to go check it out… I don’t suppose you can fly though can you?” Milac asked, having noticed that many humans didn’t seem to have the ability.
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Kiba Dainichi
Archived
PL: 11,560; Intense Struggle (x3): 34,680; Items: One-use pod, Medium Weights (5780 ; 17,340) Zeni: 890
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Post by Kiba Dainichi on Oct 20, 2014 12:25:24 GMT
When Milac spoke up Kiba raised her head towards the voice and listened to what he said. She hadn't noticed anything like that on her way here but maybe she just glanced over it or something, he didn't have any reason to lie to her and from what she remembered they were peaceful so there was no reason not to trust them really.
"Oh? Well I can't fly, you'll have to guide me there little guy"
She said with a half smile and a soft chuckle. Undoubtedly she'd eventually be lead towards the house and by the time they got there the sun had already gone down but even so Kiba didn't seem tired at all.
"Where is this Courtyard?"
She asked, wanting to be taken to this potential training area. She had several ideas of what it could look like but she had no idea what it WOULD look like. She just hoped this place truly was abandoned and they weren't trespassing no anyone's property.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2014 17:26:55 GMT
“Here let me help you.” Milac said calmly as he grabbed upwards towards Kiba’s hand. He began walking slowly towards the hill where the small dojo was resting. The sun began fading over the horizon as they walked, turning into early evening. As they reached the top of the shallow hill and moved into the courtyard he was able to see the contraption that looked to blurry in the distance. It was a series of gates that were very tall did not have much width to them. They were inside of a circled off portion of the stone courtyard and seemed to be set together like turning pillars. Milac wasn’t sure what they were for but they looked like some sort of training device.
Nearby the pillars was a small generator that had vegetation growing over it. It had several thick wires that seemed to dig into the ground. One of which headed towards the training machine and the other ran into the old abandoned home. The generator had some gasoline still sitting inside of it, although Milac wasn’t sure what a generators purpose was and so he only glanced at it briefly.
“We are on the courtyard. There are a few things that look like gates sitting here in a circle but I don’t know what they are for. I can also see a strange thing covered in moss that has wheels and wires are coming out of it.” Milac told Kiba. “I am going to check to see if anyone is home…”
Milac walked up to the door of the small home. It had a wooden front deck that seemed to have crashed into itself near the doorway. He flew over it and looked over the glass windows which seemed to be covered in dust. Shrugging, Milac pushed open the front door and ventured inside. The room seemed to be stagnate with dust, although it was quite clean. Cobwebs adorned the corners of the room and a trophy case seemed to be sitting on a shelf. Several bedrolls were stacked neatly in a corner as well. Milac pondered who might have lived here, but he could tell that they probably hadn’t been back in years.
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Kiba Dainichi
Archived
PL: 11,560; Intense Struggle (x3): 34,680; Items: One-use pod, Medium Weights (5780 ; 17,340) Zeni: 890
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Post by Kiba Dainichi on Oct 21, 2014 2:46:02 GMT
As Kiba was left there to herself as Milac went to explore the house she smiled some. She could feel the familiar feeling of stone against her feet which caused her to start moving forward slowly, keeping the tips of her feet against the stone to start "mapping" the area out. It was something she was taught to do when she was a child to get used to the area of the arena. It wasn't until she bumped into the aforementioned spinning doors that she was broken from her trance. She stepped into the smaller area and began to feel about it, getting a small feeling for how it was laid out and she recalled what Milac had said earlier and it began to paint a picture in her mind. She used her feet to feel where everything was on the ground, her hands to get a picture of how large each door seemed to be and how many there were. This would be hard at first that was for sure, but if her assumption was right and that generator controlled these doors?... In her blinded state this could prove to be excellent training especially if she could master it. She knew what this was, it was a training area. It was designed to improve reflexes and make you faster, such a thing would help her training dramatically especially in her condition. If Milac or anyone came down to watch her she was starting to spin some of them herself and using those as a small 'training' session, still hitting almost all of them despite this though. She was trying to get used to the close proximity they had to each other and trying to map it out fully to get the clearest picture she could about what this thing looked like.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2014 3:04:13 GMT
Milac exited the house and saw Kiba kicking at the spinning doors manually in order to make them work. He started to suspect that the contraption had some sort of automatic power attached to it. He looked again at the strange objects with wheels on it and approached it slowly and cautiously. It was getting rather dark out, but he was able to see some dials that were dusted over by years of neglect. He suspected that if he could figure out how to manipulate this object it would make the machine work and maybe even light up the small house. He thought back to what the pilot Bana had done and he started twisting the small knobs in hope that it would somehow make them work. Eventually, his fingers brushed over a switch and Milac pushed it without thinking about the consequences.
The power generator started to sputter and rattle. The expired gasoline inside of it smoked out and the generator began buzzing. The smell that erupted out of the generator were terrible, but soon the lights of the house began to flicker on and off. After a time the power normalized but the old generator wasn't providing quite enough power. The lights in the house were dim, but he had unknowingly spinned a power dial that controlled the spinning doors. The spinning doors would begin moving quickly and violently, would Kiba get out of the way in time or get smakced by the moving doors.
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Kiba Dainichi
Archived
PL: 11,560; Intense Struggle (x3): 34,680; Items: One-use pod, Medium Weights (5780 ; 17,340) Zeni: 890
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Post by Kiba Dainichi on Oct 22, 2014 1:11:42 GMT
"What the-"
She said as she heard the generator whirling to life and she could hear the doors start to pick up speed as they spun around and around and she could only assume this was the Namekian boy.
"Hey kid that you?"
She asked as she began to traverse the turning doors as their speed picked up. Her hands and shoulders slamming into door after door though she didn't seem to be making an attempt to get out of the training 'course' and instead just seemed to be trying to move around inside of it despite everything. It hurt true enough whenever her shoulder or hand hit one of these doors with how fast they were going but that didn't seem to stop this person, if anything it served to make her more determined. Well, that is until she lost her foot at the edge and fell backwards, slamming into the larger training area. She bounced off it slightly as her head slammed down into it and she winced but didn't move.
"Ow.... that... hurt"
She muttered with a slight chuckle.
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