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Post by Durian on Jun 8, 2017 19:39:21 GMT
TO BE BOUND BY WORDS AND HEART They had landed not too long ago and the trip went mostly uncomplicated. No major problems with ship or personnel. Levlidian knew what he was doing as he had traveled many times before and wandered the universe. If he had any need for help or suggestion, Takeshii was there. She came from the same race. And while Durian didn’t know if the woman held the same experiences of travel that Lev did, she’d certainly be more help than the Kagami. Durian found hesitancy with technology. Her only travel had been in what was basically a trash transport of living beings. While there was some frustration with her lack of knowledge and experience, it couldn’t be helped. There was no ill will towards Takeshii for being closer to Levlidian in this way. It was how the group was now. Different sorts of connections between all of them. But the Kagami wouldn’t doubt her mate. Not when it came to the saiyaness. The planet was different. Durian vaguely remembered Levlidian’s question about the sky being green and the ground being blue. A light smirk on her face, she had said she didn’t know and didn’t know why it couldn’t be the same as Earth. Did he already know what the place looked like? Or was it merely a part of his dream coming true? Whatever the case, she hoped it was good for him and made his soul just a bit glad. Durian wondered over Takeshii. How she was dealing with the trip they had taken, and how much she wanted to escape the ship upon them landing. She recalled the female wanting to get out of the ship and home of the pair since her arrival. Wanting her own space. Being cooped up in travel made even Durian want to escape the metal. In time the trio decided to head towards the city. There were supplies they could get, they could sightsee, and get a feel for what the planet was like. Who lived there, what to expect further, and maybe plan what they did from here. There were many shops, many places to see, and different things across the planet. Having exited one particular store and back into the streets of people, the group hadn’t separated yet. Takeshii, Lev, and Durian still all together until they became more familiar. “Anything specific we want to look for? Or do you want to split up?” The Kagami would question both to Lev and Takeshii. Durian actually had plans of her own, whenever they would part ways. There was something she was looking into purchasing but she had to figure out where to get it and how to transport it. Possibly even find makes and models... Ever since that day that she realized she just mooched off the Saiyan, she was driven to find something to add to their relationship. He provided for her. Home, company, transportation, training. Her getting food here and there hardly matched up. She would participate and give. --------------------------------------------- TakeshiiLevlidianDantalionPL - 185,076 => 46,269 HW => Suppressed to 1 KP - 3/3 Techs Used = Energy Suppression [UT1] Durian are capable of suppressing your power in order to better hide herself from the gaze of those with Energy Sensing or those utilizing a Scouter, so long as she is not making use of powerful techniques(anything that would consume KP in a KP Battle) she can remain undetected by friends and foes alike! This technique uses 0 KP in a KP Battle Energy Sensing [UT] Due to her goddess and her awareness of her own ki, she is capable of feeling the natural energy of living beings, she has an understanding of the power level of other non-android warriors and can feel the power of the attacks they are using compared to her own. This technique is Passive not requiring activation and uses 0 KP in a KP Battle, Energy Sensing does not work on Androids. MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS |
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Post by Dantalion on Jun 9, 2017 2:55:22 GMT
A macabre figure walked the lengths of the Capitol, a small purse in one hand as people recessed and moved away from the lanky figure. His skin was frail and old, burdened by times weary trudge, brows busheled and coalesced on the ridges that he was told to call 'eyeballs' and two daggered fangs had protruded over his lips. Overall, he was less a Demon and more a vampire in this new compartment of a body. His washed red eyes scanned the Namekians and few others that walked past with a helping distance, as he scanned over the goods.
His selection wasn't some handcrafted dolls, no ornate jewellery or games. No his selection was nothing more than sheets of paper, a single Local Vendor had it stocked to the brim, no doubt from his purchases since most other Namekians has little use for the stuff. A single digit extended, the skin warped and twisted over a thin bone, almost skeletal in both touch and appearance as he ran along the edge of the paper. "Copy huh. Never any Vellum." He sighed, the stuff was tough as shit and hard to tear without giving a solid college try. But with their being more forests than he could count, and the wildlife on Namek consisting of that one crab he saw that one time. And a Carapace was nigh impossible to write on. With a sigh he checked his purse, counting the small funds he had brought with him on this little venture. "Five Thousand Zeni for it all." He said, pulling out a single dirt covered coin and tossing it into the Namekians hands. Good thing this one took money, the rest were all about stupid favours. Goddamn Communist Society. The folds of skin he was told were called 'eyelids' moved down ever so slightly before closing fully, some searing pain dissipating as he recalled what he was told again. Close ya eyelids so ya eyeballs stop hurting. It was, and still, is a rather rubbish way to live, and when he finally gets the chance he would make a sheet of paper forbaying the idea. No matter how common a conception it may have been.
Then a voice. He never forgot one, expect those that he did, but they weren't important. His partially scarlet partially asparagus coloured eyes peered through the void, he tried to wince but that ended in another blink. "Fuckin'... Stupid goddamn eyes..." He groaned, the Namekian lips pursed as the rather random comment came from nowhere, Dantalion shaking it off. He moved and swayed, he wished he could move with grace through the crowd, but unfortunately with the distance, he was not afforded that. Oh... Oh, come on I am trying to look cool but this Stupid Namek.... Goddamnit. he growled internally, his features remaining as stoic and expressionless as he could afford as he moved in to greet the Opalescent one once more. Maybe this time he could get what information, as for what that was, he couldn't recall if he was entirely certain back then either.
As he pressed his charge, a light flared from a building, two glimmering eyes from a tiny statue flashed to life, Ki forming around and underneath him as Earth Cracked and light flooded through. A magnificent beam of bright white light flared up and above as the Namekians moved about their day, a few smiles cracked on their faces as they passed across. "Ahaha! I did it! I told you Dantalion! There was no force..." The Namkeian's words cut off as Dantalion emerged unscathed, his clothing unfettered by the weight of the impact of holy fire. "Oh, Guru fucking damn it!" He screamed as he ran and darted from a building, making a quick escape. These radicals were getting far too persistent as well as far too ineffective.
AS he walked past he lost his balance, almost falling over an upturned rock and catching a glimpse of what was underneath. Well. Shoot there getting better. He thought to himself as he caught himself mid-air, hovering a few feet before rolling back up onto his heels and moving towards them. His brow cocked as he stood in front of Durian, arms crossed as he looked them up and down. "Welcome Strangers. I haven't seen your faces on Namek before. And trust me." He paused, a long drawn out glare at Durian as he looked them up and down, making a point of it. "I never forget." He remembered that seething day, that cold remark stuck out like a lightning bolt in a snowstorm. Similar, but different enough. Crave the knowledge for your destruction elsewhere, creature. Though their final parting words should have ended on a higher note. I take my leave. No more of my words shall feed his thoughts and desires. That was the first time he experienced racism of any level. Though Namek was far worse, you never forget your first time.
Current PL - 90,144 - HW - 22536 Durian
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Post by Levlidian on Jun 9, 2017 16:33:50 GMT
PL: 100,000 Suppressed
Pl: 282.000 Maximum
His two companions seemed equal measure distracted, well, Takeshii was as hard to read as ever but Durian- she'd been acting odd even for the Kagami. However, ever the observer, Levlidian watched her move and gaze around with her ruby like stare as though looking for something amongst the odd buildings and large green men. Slowly he'd peel that look back to the Saiyaness and mutter, "She's up to something,". On wards they wrought their presence and further they walked, Durian had exited one building, Levlidian another a large chunk of oddly shaped meat hanging from his maw to which he'd chew whilst drawing level with the pair, pressing the entirety of the nutritional food within his maw and chewing heartily he'd soon hear the proposed question and pipe up shortly after swallowing.
"Food!" Levlidian cried as Durian spoke flashing his goofiest of goofy grins and extending his hand skywards like a child, he was excited there was no doubt about this and here he wasn't hiding his power outright. Their flight had been a long one, dancing through the stars within the confines of their spherical machination; the young Saiyan himself had grown weary of eating the dried foods they had brought, he wanted something meat like- juicy. Even whilst landing the Ship, both women could have heard his gut crying for the deliverance of actual food from a mile away- he was a typical Saiyan in this regard. Though the entire flight had derived and assured itself with no real issues, well, none physical as it was and with their approach to the town in the wake of it. The stride had him circling each way he could, green, green, blue, green, a smug little snort drew from those flexing nostrils thus he'd smooth back his chocolate mane back from the breeze. "Called it," mused the beast.
Now here they were surrounded by odd shaped buildings, a green Sky and a Gravity he'd trained in back in his pre-Super Saiyan months, obviously he'd over done it in preparation but so far; Namek was quite the beautiful planet. Glancing for Takeshii as the exclamation on food had erupted from his maw, the lean figure expected his friend to interject with something either condescending or mocking. Then again that was how it had always been. "We could separate- then again do you trust me jogging around on my own," a sly little sparkle interject his singular eye, the right as glassy as ever but it was the odd looks he was being granted by the Namekians that concerned him. Upon their stride past those gates, squandered moments they'd designed to simply explore, every other Namekian had given him quite the dirty glare. Some were met with an equal measure snort but eventually it wore on him; even here they could tell he was a Saiyan.
A quirky breeze cast the length of his long, Kimono like Gi to blow clear of his equally black and baggy pants, dressed as a typical martial artist- he couldn't even begin to deduct just how they knew he was part of the Warrior race most despised. However, he knew how to deduct a insidious little beast when he saw one- Dantalion approached and folded his arms before them and Levlidian slowly lowered his arm to feed a quizzical glare upon the approaching figure. "Oh, well, greetings to you as well," he hadn't spied the species, not entirely; that deduction of such would come in a moment, no doubt, "What's it to you who we are and if we're new?" The sudden paranoia lay in words alone thus far but to be approached so heartily and by a- Demon? His brows sank into a knitted tension. Was he a Demon? He- didn't look like the last one he and Durian had met nor the one he'd fought in the early days. The stance remained stalwart but limber, arms folding before his broad chest mimicking Datallion's posture- even the smirk that soomn bloomed over his lips couldn't have been any closer unless he had been a Demon himself.
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Post by Takeshii on Jun 10, 2017 16:14:30 GMT
Takeshii PL: 45307
Heavyweights @ 75%: HW PL: 11327
They had arrived! It was about time they had arrived. She was getting so claustrophobic being stuck in that ship. Sure, she was able to train while they were out, but it did not help matters any. She had been stuck in space travel, with two people that were highly attached to each other, and here she was...alone. Now they were out exploring, the Saiyaness walking just a few steps behind the others and giving them their space. This was their trip after all. The only reason she was here anyway was that Levlidian felt guilty for leaving her behind the first time. She should have just stayed on Earth and in her comfy new home...but no! She had to be the curious one and come along anyway. Stupid Saiyan. Takeshii had watched them while they were traveling, and though Levlidian had tried not to make it too overtly obvious of his affections with Durian, at least not pushing it right in her face. However, the weight of it was there, and it was suffocating.
Her steps were heavy, carrying her along the streets of Namek as she looked around. She took advantage of the times they dipped into the various buildings, because like Levlidian...she had been starving. She stepped out of one such building, and like Lev, she seemed to have found herself something meaty to eat. Juice from the meat coated her lips, and there was a bit more color on her cheeks now that she had actual food. Sure, it had been a short trip, but for a Saiyan, lack of real food could be deadly. She ripped the meat apart with her fingertips, before plucking some more between her lips, her tail curling behind her slowly, as if it had a mind of its own. Sometimes it did and would reach out to pick something up that intrigued her, before placing it back down again. Over and over again this happened as their little trio moved down the streets, Keshi only half paying attention to the others.
Levlidian was his normal excited self, it was written all over his face. He had always been the excitable one, even when they were younger. It was one of the reasons she had always had to keep her head about her, or he would have just run himself right into trouble at every turn. Not that that had ever stopped him, but at least it kept her from getting into too much trouble. Durian, well Durian was hard for her to read. She did not know the woman well enough, but it would seem that she was looking for something...or someone perhaps. This caused Takeshii to be curious, and she too would start looking around as if half expecting someone to come up to them at any given moment. Sure enough....they did.
It was the way the demon approached that caught Takeshii off guard at first. The way he stepped right in front of them and began questioning as if he owned the place. A growl rumbled from the Saiyaness, a growl of protective nature as she stepped up on the other side of Durian, sort of placing her in a Saiyan sandwich. Her deep chocolate gaze glanced over the male before her, cool and calculating. Unlike Levlidian, there was not that happy go lucky attitude about her. This trip, at least for her, was about trying to find herself once again. It was about trying to find her way in worlds she did not even know. She was weighted down with so much self-doubt, that it was hard for her to gain the strength within herself to grow. Yet, it still did not stop her from being protective of her two companions.
Takeshii said nothing, for now, it was her way. Sit, watch, learn. Before, where she would have acted on impulse and gotten herself into trouble, she had learned from Kallabash how to be more stealthy about it. Her arms would cross across her chest and she did just that...she watched and she waited. The man's questions simply made her brow rise upwards, higher and higher into the air they went until she was pretty sure she looked almost comical. As was expected, it was Levlidian's voice that broke the silence towards the demon. The man had chosen that moment to approach when she was about to agree to split off and explore a bit. So much for that idea. Now, what the hell was it that this man wanted anyway?
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Post by Durian on Jul 18, 2017 15:19:29 GMT
TO BE BOUND BY WORDS AND HEART
What... had just happened. Flashing lights. Beams. Namekians smirking and a body flipping about trying to collide with the ground. A rather grotesque being would come before the small group. His skin near stretched over his face, painted with old white that almost could have been peeling off. The Kagami felt a sense of familiarity. Not one she could pinpoint, but something she had encountered before. While Dantalion may remember a voice, Durian would not remember his signature. Not specifically. Any forward progress the group may have wanted to make. If they wanted to move anywhere. Would be halted. This man creature stood before them. Arms crossed. Demanding attention.
The female raised a brow, returning the calculating look that the other gave. Looking him up and down. She didn’t recognize his form, so why was his signature so familiar? Maybe it was like that Majin who had absorbed Walker. Lev had known her by that signature... The mere thought put the Kagami on edge. Familiarity but not familiar. It wasn’t a comfortable place to be. And then he would speak. Welcoming them. Yet... she was receiving a glare? Flexing her fingers at her sides, she felt a slight heat gather around them as she wondered if this might turn more aggressive.
“The welcome is appreciated. Yet you hardly seem the welcome wagon type.”
The woman commented, still curious about that glare. Why her? Obviously he had a sort of familiarity too. But how negative? Should she be more careful? A glance to Lev made it obvious how displeased he was that someone was looking upon her in such a way.
I assume I’m not truly a stranger to you, for me to receive such a welcome with disdain.
The thoughts were pressed into the mind of the demon and the demon alone. Communicating solo was something she had picked up over the last few months. Even when other spoke aloud, a new conversation emerging in her mind. Lev was civil. Questioning. Dantalion was much the same. Though, Lev would challenge the newcomer in mere posture, it was his way. Likely a bit of his Saiyan way, even if destiny was not something she subscribed to.
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PL - 185,076 => 46,269 HW => Suppressed to 1
KP - 3/3
Techs Used =
Energy Suppression [UT1]
Durian are capable of suppressing your power in order to better hide herself from the gaze of those with Energy Sensing or those utilizing a Scouter, so long as she is not making use of powerful techniques(anything that would consume KP in a KP Battle) she can remain undetected by friends and foes alike! This technique uses 0 KP in a KP Battle
Energy Sensing [UT]
Due to her goddess and her awareness of her own ki, she is capable of feeling the natural energy of living beings, she has an understanding of the power level of other non-android warriors and can feel the power of the attacks they are using compared to her own. This technique is Passive not requiring activation and uses 0 KP in a KP Battle, Energy Sensing does not work on Androids.
Telepathy [UT]
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Post by Dantalion on Jul 18, 2017 15:53:22 GMT
His posture stood untampered, unwatered by the quick aggression that had spread throughout. It was a familiar feeling, especially with this Kagami. Oh those dying moments where he was truly destined to be buried in the sands, nothing more than a single protruding bone sticking from the sand for some cinematic shot in some B-Grade action flick. Only to be revived with a hand of kindness from the one who had saved him. He couldn't quite put a name to that face, but he doubted he was ever to encounter them again. A shame really, he would like to pay them back in kind. Maybe a pool in the deserts of Namek.
His gaze slowly drew across the affixation on Durian drawn to the Saiyan duo behind her. It was strange, he did remember such reviled hatred, such utter contempt for their kind and yet here they were, their own little tribe wandering through Namek looking for food. It made him realise that they were far from the right place. Vegeta? No... the Kagami wouldn't be caught dead there. Maybe Arcose to join in the war front. She seemed bloodthirsty enough. He shrugged none the less, his macabre features twisted to the thinnest veneer of joy, eyes tightly shut as a large toothy grin of dagger like protrusions was revealed. The female Saiyans growl spoke a thousand words even if she seemed inept at speaking. He had come off as far too hostile, and if he was to get his revenge on the Kagami but luring her into the war front, then his approach would need a drastic do-over.
"Why of course I am the welcome waggon type." He paused, waving a hand over to one of the still retreating Namekians, "Most people would rather not have one of the Radicalists greet them." His features softened, the wide smile dampened in tone as the slits of his eyes slowly peeled back revealing the dull shade of green that danced back and forth between the trio. "As for my interest, however." He paused, pulling out three sheets of paper all in the palm of a single hand, at this point having paper was accustomed in any attire he wore. Mainly for when he wanted to make up some ridiculous law to fit his situation. "I am trying to instate a sort of...." His hand rolled in the air, mulling over the correct terminology "Monitoring program, so the Mazoku can know who and what is on the planet at any given time." He responded it seemed like a decent enough fabrication. That and it would allow him to get their identities and put a name to the Kagami's face.
Than the words rang, he paused, running his mind amuck with random digits and words for a short while as he mulled over how to respond. A few seconds passed, no clear sign of response physically before mentally conjuring one up. See. I could but give you a direct answer. But us demons are one for cryptology. But then again. You don't know many myths about demons or our ways. He conjured up the thought of snickering, as he extended further out his hands, insisting that they sign the paperwork as a sign of goodwill in his own twisted ways.
Levlidian | Durian | Takeshii
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Post by Levlidian on Jul 18, 2017 16:40:58 GMT
Levlidian stood with his frame lessening and allowing his shoulders to droop in the wake of the shared conversation, diverting his singular eye off to Durian as she spoke and heeding the ignorance of the creature towards his own words; a usual response towards his species and yet the smile faltered into a rumbling irritation. Still, the figure before him seemed the sort to interpret only what he desired and from whom, Lev's eyebrow flexed, drawing upwards whilst the other above his milky white eye remained where it was. The creature before him was of a unique sort of collaboration, taught flesh, a harmonious sort of terror erected and sent squandering it's existence likely in trickery and ample anarchy; assumptions. The last Demon he'd spoken with had managed to whittle at his temper, sway his bestial tenacity and almost have the Saiyan set upon him- had he not fled before hand. Whether he held a modicum of respect or not for something with skills in flickering tongues such as that was impossible to say, the dislike over whelmed any admiration.
They shared some words, it was hardly an astounding conversation, a spar of sorts to pry some form of information out of the other and the endeavour drew an exhale from Levlidian's nostrils diverting his eye else where whilst he'd listen. The rustle of paper, a tweaked curiosity and at that point the beast realised it was sheer stubbornness that held his gaze upon the far figures who strode across the street. So, as quickly as he'd looked away, Levlidian had that obsidian eye rested upon Dantalion once more; that and his ridiculous attire that soon came to light, the guy may as well have been a salesman. "Monitoring, hm(?)" his tongue coiled over his lower lip in thought whilst his frame twisted with the adjustment of his waist and shoulders to peer back at Takeshi briefly.
"You're doing a marvellous job," the vocals rolled with a gruff thunder, his own growl filtering between the words like that of running water between the cracks. Suspect to the Kagami's focus, he'd seen it time after time; mostly when she met his eyes and no one else could hear what was shared. "I'll assume they're of import then, these Mezemkou" he forged their name wrongly and flexed a small smile playing on the assumption of Saiyan stupidity to his own means.
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Post by Takeshii on Jul 20, 2017 21:25:21 GMT
Takeshii continued to stand there, watching as the man spoke and seemed to go over thoughts in her head. She knew from a brief experience of Durian's ability to speak with her mind, something that disturbed her. From the brief look on the man's face, she could not tell if that was going on, or if he had a really bad case of gas. Whatever the case may be, the conversation soon drifted, and when Levlidian turned around to look at her, she gave him a half hearted smirk and a shrug of her shoulders. He knew she was protective, and knew how she could be. She had protected him as long as she could until he had decided to take matters into his own hands.
Soon her gaze would drift back to Dantalion as she heard the rustle of the paper, and would look at it in curiosity. The intentions for such were soon made known, and her eyebrow would raise, giving her a half lopsided look. He wanted to track who was on this planet...really? With so many people coming and going, how in the hell did he plan to manage that? Stand in the center of the planet and wave his arms like a maniac? She let out an agitated breath before that voice would finally slip from her. Her own tone was one of bitterness, yet there was something soft and almost sensual about the way it slipped from her lips.
"You expect us to give you our information when we do not truly know who...let alone what...you are? You can't possibly be serious."
Her fingers seemed to coil slowly around her upper arms, near gripping at the flesh there and causing it to go pale as she forced herself to remain as calm as possible. She had learned she was not nearly as strong as she had hoped she was...had learned it the hard way over her time here on Earth. She was not about to put herself in a situation where she may not come out of it alive. Her teeth seemed to grind together, that grating sound more than likely heard by the others before she let out another breath.
"Move out of our way so that we can continue our exploration. Besides, I am too damn hungry to play any silly games. If you want our information...then join us for a meal and something to drink. Otherwise...leave us alone."
Her tone was no nonsense, even as she stepped forward and now stood on the other side of Durian. She had caught the looks that came from the...demon?...and she did not like them, not one bit. Her nature to protect had kicked in, and even if she was still uncertain about things between herself, Durian, and Levlidian...she would still protect them both with her life if it came down to it. She had to, because at that moment, they were all she had.
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Post by Durian on Aug 4, 2017 7:47:34 GMT
TO BE BOUND BY WORDS AND HEART
Why was he looking at them that way. Was she being too paranoid? It was possible he was just trying to distinguish who they might be and what they wanted. Being careful and gaining knowledge. Durian tended to do much the same. But still.. there was that familiarity. Both in signature and in his demeanor. That look and his words combined convinced the Kagami that there was more than met the eye. Somewhere, somehow, she was supposed to know this creature.
The strong thoughts of the demon would assist her. Talking to himself in his head, the Kagami would pry. Or more or less, simply hear. Like a whisper that she just happened to catch, Durian wasn’t quite sure what to make of it. Though, it did send up red flags. He had pinpointed her as Kagami. Not that her hair and eyes weren’t a dead give away for those that knew of her race, but it still put her on edge. A bit more tenseness than before, a little bit more wary of this one. Between Takeshii, Lev, and herself, she shouldn’t worry. Even if it was her default mode to be in.
As he answered, he waved towards a Namekian. Radical? Durian wasn’t quite sure what to make of him still. But being greeted didn’t make him the type to greet. She more thought it made him nosey, at least her interpretation of who he was. He’d state his real reason for being there soon enough. That he was particularly nosey. He wanted their information to keep track of them. And with a smirk, the Kagami would prepare to give him a strong and hardy no. ‘Trying’ to instate meant that it wasn’t instated. There was no expectation, only his desire. One that she had no care for.
Her curiosity of who this demon was would be answered. Somewhat. Clarification of his race as well as stressing cryptology. It sounded much like Mammon when she met him in the North. Games and riddles to play and twist the mind. But there was something else... Mentioning specifically her. Narrowing her eyes a bit, not in irritation but in thought, Durian attempted to place it. She only met with a demon twice, three times had she known that Marcel was also half one. If not Mammon, that left the one at the desert.
Lev had spoken in the meantime. The male likely both irritated and amused at the situation. Someone had stopped them, which Durian no doubt thought would be a hurdle for the other two that they didn’t want between them and their food. But Lev wasn’t overly aggressive. Just more... mocking? Takeshii on the other hand... Was very hard and to the point. With a Saiyan on either side, Durian would give the faintest chuckle. For the briefest moment thinking of them both as family before shaking it off to focus on the demon before her.
“You’re a long way from the desert. Eat with us and maybe you’ll have a chance of gaining what you desire.”
The Kagami didn’t really offer it up as much as demand, though nowhere near the force as her female companion. With a quick glance to either side, she’d make a move to go around the demon, leading towards a place that they could actually take a seat and eat. Or at the very least get food for the half starved warriors with her and then find a place to settle and let them devour their body weight in meat.
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PL - 185,076 => 46,269 HW => Suppressed to 1
KP - 3/3
Techs Used =
Energy Suppression [UT1]
Durian are capable of suppressing your power in order to better hide herself from the gaze of those with Energy Sensing or those utilizing a Scouter, so long as she is not making use of powerful techniques(anything that would consume KP in a KP Battle) she can remain undetected by friends and foes alike! This technique uses 0 KP in a KP Battle
Energy Sensing [UT]
Due to her goddess and her awareness of her own ki, she is capable of feeling the natural energy of living beings, she has an understanding of the power level of other non-android warriors and can feel the power of the attacks they are using compared to her own. This technique is Passive not requiring activation and uses 0 KP in a KP Battle, Energy Sensing does not work on Androids.
Telepathy [UT]
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Post by Dantalion on Aug 8, 2017 5:03:14 GMT
He paused, it was stunning to know that someone lacked the knowledge of the Mazoku. Not quite flabbergasted, though he was sure he would become such if he hanged with this lot for long enough. "Of course the Mazoku is of importance. We are the one's currently forcing the Solar Saiyan Empire to put up or shut up." He paused, reading the word Mazoku and feeling nothing short of offended with such barbaric spelling. "Or... Mezemkou as you seem to put it." And that was the point he was flabbergasted at such atrocious spelling. Maybe it was time to call it quits, this lot seemed rather determined to make his job a nightmare with one of them lacking an IQ, one seemingly just wanting to punch something and the one he met with Vitrole becoming their caretaker. I didn't imagine this one as the caretaker type but more surprising things have happened I 'spose. He thought to himself giving a short glance at the Kagami before attempting to remedy the situation with all the effectiveness of a dead cat being slapped across his face.
His gaze slowly turned, deliberate methodical tone taken as his most every movement was drawn out to build up the tension that already existed. "Yes. I do expect you to give me the information." He paused, a tongue rolling across his gums letting out a 'thok' as he held his gaze with an unamused grin. "Becuase. Everyone does it. I didn't specifically target you." He paused, drawing his sight across the trio once more before stopping back at Takeshii. "As for what I am. That doesn't matter. I tend to find it...." He paused, rolling his hand through the air as he gave another sharp look at Durian before turning back to Takeshii. "Detracts. When people know. As for if I am serious." His ire peaked, to even insinuate that he wouldn't take his job seriously offended him after everything he had done and worked for the mere idea that this was some sort of casual joke or escapade made him wish his job involved beating the snot out of growling runts. "Do not ask such a stupid question again. If I wasn't serious I wouldn't have even approached you three." His tone was dead, the emotion that at first ran rampant and dripping with vitriol had lost all depth and tone since it seemed their's revolved around being angry.
His tone, however, was soon to be met with a dire twist. Words he never thought someone would utter, since the sheer stupidity and naivete of it was unparalleled left him chuckling as he took a few steps back, his eyes tearing up from the idea alone left his hand covering his mouth as slowly he hunched over and rolled with laughter. "Hehe... Ahehehe.... Aheheahehehehe." He rumbled and groaned, he couldn't remember the last time he let loose a proper laugh from an inquiry, a joke or some other form of humour. For a few seconds of uncontrolled, uninterrupted laughter he rolled around in the dirt, his clothing becoming dirty as he rolled around before finally coming to the point where the joke had lost much of its impact. "Ya... You people. Came to Namek. For a bite.... To... Hehe.... To fucking eat." He was about to hunch over laughing before slapping himself a few times, though still hunched on the ground with tearing eyes.
"Okay... I'm... I'm good." He let out a long winded sigh before looking up at the three stooges. " I want. I want you three to really think about that line." His eyes widened as if trying to assert the point. "You stopped at a planet. Where the primary inhabitants, only drink water." He raised a hand as if to stop their train of thought as if trying to tell them to catch up without having to speak it. "And you stopped at that planet. To get a bite." His facial expressions twisted as if preparing to give off the punchline to some corny joke. "Do ya... Do ya get what I mean?" His eyes narrowed as he looked between the three, trying to gage whether they could wrapt their minds around the idea.
Levlidian | Takeshii | Durian
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Post by Levlidian on Aug 20, 2017 1:02:27 GMT
"Solar Empire hm, not a fan of those lot," it wasn't a lie but his disinterest was slowly dissipating, there was a faction out to wrestle against those he sought once to eliminate? Thoughts drifted back to the Majin he and Durian had met not long before hand. Even then he'd been tempted to take that offer, The Wild Hunt had once given purpose to an otherwise purposeless warrior. Finding out she headed the very army he'd evaded for all this time- it had been the ultimate deterrence even for him. Though Durian had flared only slightly, Levlidian had not. He'd fought the desire to kill the Alien there and then instead choosing a wiser path of neutrality- after all he didn't just need to worry about himself these days. Even now, Durian was acting as he had once done, though a sense of familiarity was summoned in the exchange between his Kagami an Dantalion.
"I don't get it," Levlidian answered with a dry tone to his voice, his head tilting in a mock disposition to that of a curious mutt, watching as the man before him fell and began to interwoven roll in dirt, it appeared this was overly amusing. Still his singularly functioning orb of obsidian narrowed and fixed about Dantalion; drinking in the reactions and scanning his physical demeanour. It was absurd to him that someones sureness in their own intellect was, as it appeared, blinding him to the ploy before him, however he hadn't missed the consistency that he'd broach them with similar questioning- another betrayal to some form of judgement beyond the simplicity that others would hold. This one was calculating, what intelligent figure wasn't in one way or another- if he was part of a warring faction against loyalists of Lev's species; it was sure that a certain amount of care would have to be taken. Still, the shared converse between this figure and Durian struck him as an oddity, she'd become the one souls would sooner speak to than he but this alone allowed him to quirk a slight in his lips. "I didn't know they only drank water here-," Levlidian bowed his head in seeming contemplation then shrugged to himself; switching to the words shared before hand. "Odd, you're afraid of judgement, that's a tad bit similar to the Earth girls, never understood it," again a frown but this time in thought.
"Are your lot recruiting?" he'd ask simply casting the joke aside as though uninterested in much more than the fight he proposed. Perhaps this group could give him something he'd been looking for, Takeshii and Durian had both attempted to deter the young Saiyan from his long time goal. The idea however hadn't truly died, so ingrained in his being was it that any allurance was met with curiosity. "I'm a strong fighter, if you need more perhaps we can develop some form of accord- I'm sure someone as shivery as yourself could use a bodyguard," another mocking grin appeared.
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Rhytid
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Warrior Caste Leader
PL: 92,171
Great Namek (x5)
Meikai no Senshi (x8)
Zeni: 2,040
Tag: @rhytid
OOC Name: Kaza/Rhytid
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Post by Rhytid on Sept 1, 2017 22:26:04 GMT
Dantalion your word count is 2,074 and your PL gains are 3,448!
Old PL: 134,242 >> New PL: 137,690!
Durian your word count is 1,452 and your Zeni gains are 1,416!
Old Zeni: 1,264 >> New Zeni: 2,680!
Takeshii your word count is 1,244 and your PL gains are 1,711!
Old PL: 63,928 >> New PL: 65,639!
Levlidian your word count is 1,581 and your PL gains are 1,067!
Old PL: 303,278 >> New PL: 304,345!
Adding now.
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