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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2016 2:14:30 GMT
| Namorel Powerlevel: 71,608 |
Namek, Namorel's home. It had been a few hours since Ayumu's ship landed in the Ajissa Mainland. In the time since his arrival Namorel wandered the mainland to once more get his bearings for the planet he had left quite some time ago. The repetitious green sky and blue grass would normally be disorienting for one, but it made Namorel feel more at home than he had in a very long time.
The thought then crossed his mind, Ayumu has reminded him of his most important reason to return not long before they landed... to visit his home village, to see if his peers and family were okay and well. If his memory serve him correctly his home village resided in the northern part of the area many scholars refer to as the Maima Region. The flight wouldn't bee to extensive of one, but the view along the way was a breathtaking one that would surely hinder his flight time significantly as he took in the calm, Namekian atmosphere, cleaner than that you could find on Earth, it was almost refreshing really and yet it also reminded him that he was no longer on the planet he grew comfortable to.
Arriving near the spot Namorel would stop on a ridge not too far out to watch the village of namekians, seeing the buildings stand alone made him feel a tab bit of relief off of his chest. Perhaps it was the sight of the namekians or the existence of the buildings, but Namorel was relieved either way. Resting on the cliff side he would watch the namekians with his ki flaring, sure there was no immediate threat. As he watched the thought crossed his mind on if the leader of the collective Warrior Caste had made his visit to the small secluded village at any point, perhaps he may get lucky and meet him himself.
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used] OOC: I apologize if it is a little rugged, trying to add stuff to work off of. Riku
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Post by Riku on Dec 7, 2016 2:51:44 GMT
[Thread Power Level: 105,240]
The saiyan walked slowly passed the numerous villagers who peacefully made their way around. It was a calm day, and that was a good thing, considering the things that had occured in the past few days. Riku had still tried so hard to wrap around the idea of Carva's sudden...accident. He had no clue why the former saiyan, with the amount of pride he had, would do such a thing. He came out of the house in order to clear his head and take in some fresh air. He hadn't just admired the planet of Namek for a while now, and it would do him good.
As he walked by villagers, he spotted something across the island, a sort of disperse of energy. He began to feel a power as well, a formidable one at that. He did not feel anything evil, but even he wasn't adept at reading a person's intentions through ki. Glancing in the direction of the power, Riku walked to the edge of the village, just by the sea. He looked around for a few moments and managed to roughly pinpoint the ki's general direction. If there was someone there, Riku couldn't see them, but he felt them.
The saiyan raised a hand, inviting whoever it was that he was feeling to come meet him. It was idiotic, really, to be so inviting. This person or thing could have horrible intention, hell, they may want to destroy the village. However, he didn't feel threatened, at least not now. His power was greater, and he could feel it. Hopefully nothing would go wrong here.
KP: 3/3
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2016 3:52:14 GMT
| Namorel Powerlevel: 71,608 |
Time seemed to not flow significantly as Namorel sat, watching the village for no purpose beyond that of watching his people once more. He was far too used to being one of the few of his race on a planet at a time, but now he was part of the majority based on the few facts he knew of the planet, however it was likely much had changed since his last visit to the planet. He let the nearby energies come into focus as he watched the village, the various and yet comfortably familiar energies of his fellow namekians, all of them resonating around a similar level and yet vastly lower than Namorel's own.
Something was off however, there was another energy that came into focus rather quickly, one that he hadn't felt anything like before. It was far higher than his own, and yet he had a good feeling that it probably meant him no harm, lifting his head up to look around a figure could be seen in the distance, waving out to him as indication of a safe approach. Making his way towards the figure Namorel kept his arms at his side in case there was any threat to them. Closer approach showed the humanoid figure standing there them self.
"Greetings, who do you happen to be? I came by here to visit my home village after a rather... lengthy hiatus."
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used] Riku
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Post by Riku on Dec 8, 2016 21:47:55 GMT
Riku stood quietly as he finally saw the figure he had been sensing. It grew closer until the green skin of a Namekian became visible. He was...strong, that was the word Riku was thinking of. It reminded him of his own strength not so long ago, and he'd come a long way. Returning to the Namekian before him, he stood with his hands behind his back, silently listening to him ask his question. The Namekian's voice came out as rather male, so the saiyan assumed that they went by a he.
The Warrior Caste Leader bowed his head slightly in a greeting manner. He pointed at his robe's symbol, the symbol of the Warrior Clan. This Namekian hadn't known of him, which made Riku think he was an outsider. Lifting his head back up, the saiyan cleared his throat as he addressed the green humanoid.
"Hello, young fellow. I am Riku, leader of Namek's Warrior Clan. Please, do not take my race or image in a bad way, I mean no harm by holding this position of power. From your lack of knowing, seeing how almost every Namekian knows that there's a saiyan as the leader of this caste, I'll take it that you're new to the planet. If so, welcome. Who may you be, friend?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2016 22:15:52 GMT
| Namorel Powerlevel: 71,608 |
Warrior Clan leader?! This news came to Namorel with shock, however what did he have to reference off of? In his entire life he had never met any leaders of the Warrior Clan... his clan, his people. He had always just assumed that the leader was one of his own kin, but the immense power rising from this saiyan, the current leader of his people made Namorel feel at peace, that someone of this strength had been protecting his people and commended him for that. Now that he could see him in person though, perhaps it was worth thanking him for that fact and perhaps seeing if anything had occurred on Namek in his time on Earth, his time recovering from the death of his father.
"Greetings Riku, I am Namorel of the Warrior Caste and have been for the eighty years that is my life. I thank you for protecting my people, something I am sure I would have never been able to do myself in the past. I visited Earth to find myself and become stronger, but now I am back home."
Namorel spoke gently, bowing in greeting himself and as a sign of respect to the leader of is clan. Someone he had always been told to look up to and respect for they would personify every aspect and attribute that was the Warrior Caste. An idle thought crossed the namekian's mind as he kept his eyes on the saiyan who was the Warrior Caste leader, perhaps while he was hear he could finally go through the formal training of his people, of the Warrior Clan.
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used] Riku
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Post by Riku on Dec 9, 2016 3:16:33 GMT
An expression of shock crossed the Namekians face, just as the saiyan had gotten accustomed to seeing. Riku awaited for the initial wave of surprise to fade before responding. The Namekian known as Namorel introduced himself, telling Riku that he was of the Warrior Caste...and that he was eighty years old! From first glance, Namorel seemed fairly young, and definitely not nearly that old. What caught the saiyan off guard was the small praise and thanks the Namekian gave Riku. The saiyan gave a small chuckle.
"Haha, no, no. Don't thank me, Namorel, correct? I really am just a simple saiyan who was captivated by the life of your people, and something compelled me to help in a bigger way. Believe me, my power may seem great, but there are several others of and beyond my level of strength. Just by looking at you...I feel as though you too will be a great warrior."
The saiyan blinked lightly as a soft breeze passed over his face. What he said was true, this Namorel was someone he felt would become a warrior capable of far greater things. Maybe...just maybe, he would surpass this very saiyan he stood infront of.
"Seeing as you have come back to your home world after so long, is there anything you would like to learn or be informed about concerning what has transpired throughout your absence?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2016 11:26:29 GMT
| Namorel Powerlevel: 71,608 |
Captivated by the namekian culture? It was an odd choice of words for a saiyan of all races, but then again this Riku had said he was unlike the others. Namorel had heard that the Saiyan Solar Empire had annexed the planet, so perhaps this one was unlike the others as he had said, there seemed to be little along the lines of saiyan development in the area at the least. If this were the case however the namekian wondered what position Riku had with, or against the Saiyan Solar Empire then, if wasn't one perhaps they saw him as an enemy and sought him out. Namorel didn't know and wouldn't bother asking, sure that there was some information he didn't need to have at this time, or ever. Rather he considered what he should bring up to the saiyan as he had no idea what he may have missed in the last few months.
"I'm sure there is plenty I have missed geopolitical-ly on the planet, but what I did miss in my absence were the final steps to my training. Me and my peers had learned mastery over our Great Namekian states before I... left the planet. So I never got to move on to the final steps and initiations of a Warrior."
Namorel bothered not to bring up his father's death, opting to leave this little detail to himself for now. Rather he would leave his reasons for leaving the planet to himself. He was sure plenty of his race generally, but there was a chance his detail on his timing of leaving my raise suspicion in the saiyan leader of the Warrior Clan. Either way he hoped that Riku could help him finish his training, to reach the final levels of the Warrior Clan and accomplish the goal he had held for so many years now.
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used] Riku
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Post by Riku on Dec 10, 2016 2:45:34 GMT
Riku folded his arms loosely across his chest as he listened to the Namekian. It was the first time the saiyan had heard a Warrior Clanamen speak of being trained under the former leaders, which actually didn't surprise him quite that much. He nodded when Namorel finished a sentence, signifying that he understood. Namek had missed out on almost all the things that had happened, but he truly knew he was absent for was his training and the final stages into becoming a true warrior clansmen.
"Strange...It may be because I'm a saiyan and some of the clansmen still don't see me in the same light, but you're one of the few who's told me of this training. There was one another person I knew, but I believe he's currently in hiding...for some reason. Anyway, you say you missed out on the final stages, yes? Do you mean that you reached the level necessary to learn the Special moves of your clansmen?"
Riku didn't deny the fact that Namorel could quite easily pass the test of strength, but there was more that he needed than just power. The Namekian seemed bright and strong, but was he material for these moves? Was Namorel really someone Riku could take in as a pupil? That was something they would have to find out, most likely right now.
"I would like to test that myself, Namorel. Do not take it as doubt, but you trained here with other Namekians long ago, and the clan isn't the exact same as it was then. I must make sure that those who come to this planet, and leave this planet, do not attempt to do us harm, or do not intend on doing something evil."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2016 3:02:27 GMT
| Namorel Powerlevel: 71,608 |
"I could see that, however I am sure that my clansmen still hold you in a high regard as their leader. Even if it is not quite in the way they would my own kin. As for the move, I do not know if I am capable of learning it yet, but if I am still in the position to learn more I would surely enjoy the opportunity to improve myself to that tier."
Namorel said confidently as he replied to the saiyan's notion, he personally saw no reason for his own to look at the saiyan with a different light if he proved himself worthy of the Clan leader position, but at the same time Namorel was not the type to fully uphold tradition when it came to the seating of power. He saw those with the capabilities as worthy himself, however perhaps he had had the opportunity to enlighten his superior for once, a task he had never been given the opportunity to accomplish before. Aside from this point he was sure that there was a chance he was capable of attaining the ancestral technique of the Warrior Clan in raw strength, but had he come along enough to merit it psychologically?
"I can respect that, I didn't expect to return to the same Namek I left. I was sure some things had changed in the least, if not more at the most. I am gracious to accept any form of test you wish to throw my way."
Namorel replied with a nod, he understood where Riku's opinion came from and was curious as to the means of test the saiyan would thorw his way, and what skills would it entail him using? These questions only excited the namekian as he would await the Warrior Clan leader's request to test his might and combat capability. Sort of like a fire ever growing as mental fuel was thrown into it.
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used] Riku
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Post by Riku on Dec 10, 2016 19:25:59 GMT
The saiyan listened to Namorel's response, a rather confident one, it was. Looking the Namekian over once more, he quickly started to think of what he could do to test him. This was the first person Riku had trained, and it was the first time he truly had to think of a training regimen. He rubbed his chin, which made it even more obvious that he was deep in thought.
"Hmm...Seeing as how this will be the first person who I shall take under my tutelage, I should think well on the tests I should give. Possibly...yes, yes, a test of physical endurance, speed, strength...and maybe a test of the mind. A true warrior must always be prepared for anything, and not everything one faces will be a physical assault."
The saiyan realized he had been in what Namorel would see as abnormal silence. It had been a bit of time since any of them spoke. Nodding at the Namekian, Riku stepped forward and spoke to him.
"Let us begin right away, Namorel. Your first test shall be a test of your speed. I would like for you to show me three things with your agility. The first trial of speed is to fly from our current location, all the way to the third island from here in the northern direction. I will be timing you in my head, so show me how fast you are. All warrior's need to be quick to the scene in order to protect what they care for, and lacking in speed will cost them greatly. When you are ready, you may head off."
KP: 3/3
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Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2016 23:21:18 GMT
| Namorel Powerlevel: 71,608 |
First student? This was a peculiar thought to the namekian, Namorel had always assumed that The Warrior Clan leader was littered with his own kin. Had something happened on the planet that he didn't know of that dropped this demand for tutelage from what was known as the strongest fighter on Namek? The sheer idea of this shook the namekian to the core, the surprise was both stuttering and intriguing however, it made this opportunity to prove himself even more worth the while. Listening to the saiyan's instructions for him to prove himself, while seemingly trivial was a fair enough test of his speed, regarding there was little equipment on this planet to appropriately do it anyways.
"Fair enough, I'll see what I can manage speed wise."
Namorel said this before launching himself into the air and flying into the north, seeking the third island as he had been instructed. He hoped that the testing or training would pick up form here, perhaps something more exciting. He watched the trees and water pass underneath him as he closed in on the island, intent on U-turning at the mid point of the island and slingshotting himself back to Riku, who would be timing him the entire way. Namorel was confident of his speed and was a tad sure he could do this without much hassle to himself or to a large loss in time.
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used] Riku
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Post by Riku on Dec 14, 2016 22:20:53 GMT
The saiyan watched as the Namekian took off in the Northern direction as Riku told him to. Riku analyzed his speed for as long as Namorel was visible. The third island from this spot was actually the same place where Riku had his ship, which was how he could measure the distance over time, basic physics. He held his hands behind his back as he counted to himself, the seconds going by as the Namekian continued the assigned task.
Considering the amount of power and agility most Namekians had, Riku didn't worry much about this test. He felt, in fact, he was absolutely sure, thst Namorel would come back in no time. "Okay...so he'll come back at any moment, so I should figure out the next test... Maybe I could test his actual strength and skills. A warrior must always be a master of his own techniques, as well as aware of what risks they take in using them."
The saiyan looked over in the direction Namorel had shot off to. The time Namorel had been gone now was forty-five seconds, and it was not expected for him to arrive yet. Actually, this would be the time where the Namekian would need to turn back and head towards this spot once more. Riku waited patiently and continued his counting, anxious to see at what time Namorel would arrivr exactly.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2016 3:22:58 GMT
| Namorel Powerlevel: 71,608 |
The air wizzed by Namorel's head, ringing softly into his ears as he continued on his flight forward. The task for Riku, this speed test was surely one of the many he would need to prove himself in before he could properly get the training from the Warrior Clan leader, this saiyan that had taken the position was an intriguing one in Namorel's eyes. The namekian was looking forward to some combat training with the seemingly powerful saiyan warrior, however Namorel knew that the race was well known for having hidden powers and potential that they could easily unleash on a whimsy.
As he reached the island, he took a sharp turn in the air. His ki would flare in a spike and split one of the clouds nearby as it passed. He wouldn't realize anything on the island itself below as he passed over it. In a flash of light green his body would once more zip back to the saiyan Riku, tracking the energy to make sure he would not forget the location that he had initially launched from. He was running on determination and eagerness to reel into the real training of the traditional Warrior Clan namekians fighters.
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used] Riku
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Post by Riku on Dec 29, 2016 2:40:25 GMT
The saiyan raised an eyebrow as he felt the energy of the Namekian spiking upward, which he assumed meant he had made a turn. The seconds went by rather slowly at that time, and a dramatic whistling emitted from the saiyan as Namorel came before him in a dazzling glow of green aura. He was a fast one, that much was proven by this small test. Nodding at the Namekian, Riku stepped forward and placed his hands behind his back. "Impressive, Namorel. That was rather fast, but I never doubted your ability for a moment. If you're interested to know, your time was a minute and twenty two seconds, three times as fast as the average martial artist."
Having told Namorel his time, Riku quickly introduced the next task, not wanting to delay any further this training session. He pointed at an open spot on the island they were on. "Your next task will be the test of strength and combat skills. However, it will be divided into two parts. This first part will be fairly simple. You will go over there and you will hit me, however you wish to hit me, until I say to stop. For the duration of this part I will NOT retaliate whatsoever, but I will block if I believe the attack threatens me or the environment. You may use, but are not limited to: Ki Blasts, Grips, slams, kicks, punches, whatever you see as an attack. I will basically be your punching bag for this part of the training. So...whenever you're ready we may start."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2017 20:48:30 GMT
| Namorel Powerlevel: 71,608 |
The flight back was a cinch, albeit the feeling of being on a time constraint had loomed over him from the beginning. However he had enough confidence in himself to make it back to the saiyan whom so claimed to be the Warrior Clan Leader. Luckily his rush sort of paid off in the fact that he had quiet easily made it back with twice or more the speed of others based on the saiyan's assessment simply based on Namorel's flight speed from a not too distant location and back. Thus with part one of what appeared to be initiation into training complete, Namorel was anxious and prepared to begin the next segment on the saiyan, Riku's command.
"Fair enough, this surely will be the most fun part."
A strength test seemed to be the next portion of this initiation, following the saiyan, Namorel would keep his true power reduced for now and see if Riku catches unto the fact. Taking a stance he would analyze Riku before attempting to lay a strike on the saiyan. He was more than sure that there was a power gap between the two of them and didn't want to jump directly into a situation he could not escape from.
His legs separated around one meter from one another and his upper body looming over his center of balance, leaned back slightly towards his torso. His arms were bend somewhat like a snake, his right arm curled towards his waist with the hand in a fist facing outwards and his left arm raised to a gentle drop at the wrist and his hand hanging there open. If one were to look closely a small bee would be crawling around Namorel's hand; weaving between the fingers and up the arm some. In swift movement however Namorel would launch himself at Riku, twisting his body so that his legs took the entrance into the initial hit, with his hands set aside for later.
KP: 2/3 [[N1]Kamikazbee prepared but not released just yet] Riku
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