Post by Olve on May 16, 2017 21:31:35 GMT
The notion of peace and quiet is a valuable thing, even for a superhero. A lone man in armor on a motorcycle rode through the vibrant shades of green that was the forest, bringing about a soothing feeling to the trip. It was just as lovely to look at, the place teeming with wildlife and all sorts of plants to gawk at. For most, this would be a time to sit down and really take in their surroundings, but for the blue-clad rider going through, he felt just as alive rushing through it. For a half-saiyan, it was enough to warm up his blood.
Olve had been traveling around for a good while now, helping others as Saiyarider when the need arose. It brought a smile to his face, busting punks who dared to come at him. The hybrid did feel a little guilty, considering that most of the criminals he fought tended to be human. With his growing power, it was easy to defend himself along with the innocent, but he wouldn't a challenge here and there. Come to think of it, Olve had never taken the time to sit down and train in a good while.
The blue cycle slowly came to a stop, resting at a slanting state as Olve began to ponder to himself. He wouldn't mind taking some time out to get stronger, but he didn't quite know there to start. There was also the matter nagging at the back at the head, his Saiyan heritage in particular. The armored hero had seen other members of these people along his travels, some who were just like him. His father never said much more than he felt was necessary about that half of his bloodline, but Olve was still curious to know more. Perhaps, in time, an opportunity would present itself to him...
That would have to wait, however, as the sun was already starting to come down. Olve didn't quite noticed that so much time had passed, and didn't get much of a chance to buy much in the way of supplies. Still, it was best that he started making camp for the night, and it would make a nice change of pace. A few moments later, he had a small fire and his bike ready to set down, Olve himself resting his back on it. Spending the night outside wasn't a foreign concept for him, but he always felt restless about it. Anything could happen out in the wilderness, and who the hell knows what may sneak up on you if you're not careful.
Nonetheless, Olve had to bury those paranoid thoughts if he wanted a decent rest. For now, he simply watched the fire burn through his visor, taking in some much-needed silence...
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Current PL: 1,500
Items: N/A
Ruthven Marvolo
Olve had been traveling around for a good while now, helping others as Saiyarider when the need arose. It brought a smile to his face, busting punks who dared to come at him. The hybrid did feel a little guilty, considering that most of the criminals he fought tended to be human. With his growing power, it was easy to defend himself along with the innocent, but he wouldn't a challenge here and there. Come to think of it, Olve had never taken the time to sit down and train in a good while.
The blue cycle slowly came to a stop, resting at a slanting state as Olve began to ponder to himself. He wouldn't mind taking some time out to get stronger, but he didn't quite know there to start. There was also the matter nagging at the back at the head, his Saiyan heritage in particular. The armored hero had seen other members of these people along his travels, some who were just like him. His father never said much more than he felt was necessary about that half of his bloodline, but Olve was still curious to know more. Perhaps, in time, an opportunity would present itself to him...
That would have to wait, however, as the sun was already starting to come down. Olve didn't quite noticed that so much time had passed, and didn't get much of a chance to buy much in the way of supplies. Still, it was best that he started making camp for the night, and it would make a nice change of pace. A few moments later, he had a small fire and his bike ready to set down, Olve himself resting his back on it. Spending the night outside wasn't a foreign concept for him, but he always felt restless about it. Anything could happen out in the wilderness, and who the hell knows what may sneak up on you if you're not careful.
Nonetheless, Olve had to bury those paranoid thoughts if he wanted a decent rest. For now, he simply watched the fire burn through his visor, taking in some much-needed silence...
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Current PL: 1,500
Items: N/A
Ruthven Marvolo