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Post by Orion on Dec 7, 2014 23:11:16 GMT
[Recov. Thread was never made, therefore Orion will begin at 50% HP.] It's been a little while. Since the little scrimmage between the injured Saiyan and the “Fire Woman”. Excluding the addend Insectoid looking monster and the finally joined Saiyan. The thought of brawling against the woman again being nothing more than a daydream versus the very essence of battling against the primitive and native Saiyan being a fantasy that must have been realized at some point. As if it was an utter need that he fight the clearly stronger individual. Being as how his scouter (before he was so rudely Kamikaze'd) had picked up on the signature quickly. Yes, he simply ached to battle against the unnamed Saiyan. He clearly wasn't like himself, being as he didn't even bother to help the downed Orion in the slightest. Rather giving a chilling warning to leave before he allowed the woman to kick him while he was down. It only interested him. Even while he was focused on saving his own life, he was curious as to why he didn't help him in the battle. Though, it was apparent that he had some kind of connection to the female. It not only interested him, but it infuriated him. The fact that this powerful being decided to help out the slobs and lower life forms rather than his own kin simply created an internal fire. This mysterious Saiyan, to whom Orion knew not of his name, was simply too intriguing. The letter sent, thanks to his wondrous scouter and keen eyesight, was to egg the Saiyan onto appearing before him in the middle of the rocky desert of Diablo. It was rather sad, how easily Humans were located on their homes. On the subject of the Fire Woman, solely. Her mouth, it infuriated him as well. Unbeknownst to him, though, he hadn't known how much the women of earth hated the so called “sexism” that Saiyans like himself were used to. Instead, being treated like men made them happy. What a confusing culture. Yet, while she should have been cooking up a meal for her male, she was out there to confront him and even sputter out words of disgusting virtue that should only leave the most vile of Saiyan's mouths. That simply made Orion shake his head. A masculine woman was something of rareness, yet the woman simply infuriated him instead of woo him. Since the letter was sent, Orion was at his current location; Desert of Diablo. His figure standing as tall as it could, arms crosses and looking nearly brand new. The greatest different being his slicked back hair, lack of beard and the large bandage covering his right eye and ear, as well some of his cheek. Only his left eye; even then, the brow was arched in an angered look. Or, annoyed. It showed some emotion of displeasure. Orion's armor had gotten a complete revamp since last. His traditional Saiyan armor replaced by some kind of navy blue outfit, fitted with golden plates on his shoulders and underneath the pale pectorals. Even his gloves were gone and replaced by pale blue cloth fused into the suit. His tail coiled around his waist and all. “...”Orion remained silent and in thought. Gazing up at the sky as he await. The time of day beginning to set somewhat. It was still bright but the sky was orange rather than the shade of blue it normally was. The Saiyan glaring up into the space above him, his patience running little by little; Strand by strand like the single hairs of a doll used by a little girl. The male remaining still, like a statue made of bone. He only wondered, now, where the Saiyan from past was. [@athren]
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2014 1:51:12 GMT
[ Heavy Weights On]
Athren had yet another long, long day of training. This time though he had taken his dog out with him. Athren let his dog run free in a meadow as Athren had worked on techniques. Though he didn't happen to get any of them down which was unfortunate but there would be lots of time for that in the future. Anyhow, Athren found himself approaching the apartment window with his cute little friend in his arms. He went close to the window that he usually entered though upon a closer inspection he noticed that it had been broken. Though it spiked his curiosity he didn't worry about it too much at this time. The reason for it being broken could be anything really. Entering, He landed on his feet and put his puppy down. "Sprocket, It's time to take a nap. Alright buddy?" With that being said Athren walked over to the cage and his dog followed. Athren opened the cage and Sprocket walked right inside. Behind the small puppy the cage door shut quietly. Athren didn't know if anybody else was there because there was ZERO activity taking place in the apartment right now, that was good. It was early evening and he wanted to get some sleep.
Athren now walked over to his couch, his plan was simple. Lay down and fall asleep if he could. Unfortunately lately, since the encounter with the saiyan hunter to be exact Athren couldn't sleep. He was either too busy training or his brain kept thinking about the hunter and when they'd finally face off. Though, he was going to try and sleep. Looking down at the couch he saw a piece of paper, it was a note. At first he though that Kaiyo had left it for him but upon further inspection it was somebody else..
Reading it.. it had said..
Dear, Spacetrash
It has come to my attention that you are a resident of the awful city in which I have recently destructed a piece of. Now that I am rested and back to my health, I'd like you to lick the bottom of my boots in defeat whilst I destroy the rest of your city.
Do not question how I have obtained your address but rather question how much tongue you should use when you are spit shining my boots. After I defeat you, I shall hit your female as well. Stay alert, trash.
We shall meet somewhere on this awful planet. Say, the desert. Be there or remain a coward.
love,
Orion
In his right hand Athren crumpled the note from the saiyan. "Fine. If he wants a fight. I'll give him a damn fight." Athren mumbled to himself as he tossed the crumbled up note back on the couch. It didn't take him long but Athren walked over to the window and leaped out. He then blasted off towards the desert.
It didn't take him very long to reach his destination and his eyes had locked onto the other saiyan. He was standing there firmly. Awaiting his opponent. Athren lowered himself down to the ground and planted his feet in front of him. He then crossed his arms tightly against his chest and stared down the saiyan who stood before him. To be honest, Athren wasn't very happy with the actions of the saiyan and it showed. There was absolutely no softness coming from the young warrior at this time. He was here to win, nothing else. "Brave, leaving a note like that. You have a death wish or something? Cause I'm more than happy to eliminate filth like you."
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Post by Orion on Dec 8, 2014 2:12:12 GMT
Orion remained in a still position. His arms remaining tight around one another and his single eye glaring up at the skies above him. Thinking. Thinking of how he let himself be humiliated by the Bio-Android. The Saiyan inhaled a deep amount of oxygen before exhaling a moment after, beginning to grow even more inpatient. Remembering how his face was scarred and extreme sting of the ice crushing against his face caused him to frown.
“...” Orion remained silent, still. His one eye gazing still at the heavens. Wondering of why it took so long for the other man to arrive. But then, an idea popped into his head: Perhaps he was training. Chances are to become stronger and protect something else that was completely useless and limited. How stupid. At least, in the eyes of the more Vegeta-born Saiyan.
His eye darted from side to side. Looking about for the damned Saiyan. Orion listening with his one, functioning ear. All but a single ring. The ring drowned out as the sound of an incoming figure was coming by. Orion perking up and lowering his crossed arms by his sides. His single brow arching upward as he remain facing away from Athren.
“....” It was rude to interrupt. The enemy Saiyan asking him if he had a death wish and stating that he would have little to no problem eliminating 'filth' like him. Closing his normal eye, Orion clenched his jaw. He allowed the other man to finish. “..I suppose so, Saiyan. Allow me a question, will you?” Orion raised his left hand up, waving it just a little bit.
“Why did you not help me? Have you become native? Why are you protecting this dirt sphere?” The male turned cocked his head after. “If you have gone native, demonstrating such a underling attitude to the Fire Woman, then you must have become weak. Useless. Nothing but s tool for the Earth's uprising.” He finished, looking at Athren with his single eye.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2014 3:59:14 GMT
Athren couldn't help but get his devilish smirk going. As it spread across his face he arched a brow to the saiyan's questions. They really didn't mean a damn thing to Athren but he figured he'd humour the saiyan that had opposed him. "If I remember correctly. You fled from that fire woman, didn't you?" That was his first choice of words in response though before the one named Orion could speak Athren piped up again. "If you must know, I defend this Planet because I like it here, I've grown used to its creatures and its terrain plus I've made a handful of good friends. Maybe If I hadn't have been exiled from our home Planet maybe this place would be nothing but scorched battlefields but that isn't the case now is it?" Athren paused again. Removing his arms from their crossed position Athren brought his left hand up and punched it lightly. His left hand gripping his fist gently. With a quick turn of the neck, Athren's neck could be heard cracking. To some, it may have been a discomforting sound but to Athren it was a sound of relief.
Athren then decided to try and keep the conversation short. Really, he was here to fight and nothing else. "If you think I'm so weak, why don't you test that theory?" Athren then awaited a reply. He hoped that this saiyan would rush him head on.
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Post by Orion on Dec 9, 2014 1:22:16 GMT
“Yes, I suppose so. It was I, a proud Saiyan who fled from the battle after being made a fool of by some arcosian disgrace. To conserve my life force and not die on the spot by fighting the woman.” Orion responded. Giving a slight smirk now. “Exiled, were you? You must have been weak. Like I would have figured.” The male twisted around.
His hand held out, palm open. “Tell me; what is more important than strength? The woman and mutant have crushed my honor. And fighting against the Saiyan whom showed me the mercy will revitalize it immensely. I will make sure that you, Saiyan, do not forget your roots. That you consider rejoining our home army on Vegeta one day.” Orion lowered his arm. Beginning to walk toward Athren. Showing little to no signs of hostility.
“It's clear something spurs you on. And I will find out what it is.” Orion shrugged his shoulders, his smile devilish. Stopping before Athren and looking at him with cocky eyes. Closing his eye, the male leaned back slowly before ultimately smashing his forehead forward, hopefully into Athren's.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2014 6:52:17 GMT
The words of the opposing saiyan really didn't phase Athren at all, nor did they really mean anything to him. Though he did bring up that 'weak' factor again. All of Athren's life he had been cast aside simply because of his dark grey tail and ocean blue eyes and with that had come the weak comments. This was nothing new to the young saiyan warrior and usually when these events had occurred Athren put the smack talker in his place this time though, Athren was positive it would feel better than most. Not only was this saiyan making Athren relive some of his past memories but this was the bastard that wiped out a solid chunk of West Capital and with the structures the amount of innocent lives he claimed was more than enough to add even more fuel to the fire. This saiyan didn't realise it yet but with every word he said he continued to dig himself a deeper grave. "What's more important than strength. You might not realize it due to your saiyan pride but life is more important than strength. That includes the lives of the innocent people you killed back in West Capital and the life of Kaiyo that you put in harms way." Athren paused as the man began to approach him. On Athren's face his devlish smirk grew even wider than what it had been previously. "You think I'm weak? Fine, but I promise you the only thing you're going to find out right now is that I'm leagues above your pathetic level and best of all, I'm going to prove it. Filth." Of course, With the previous actions of this saiyan Athren was going to be quite blunt and cold about the situation. He had no positive vibes coming off the opposing warrior and with the current situation Athren intended to make him pay. Standing here in the hot desert, Athren's blood was boiling. Not only did the climate have a BIG say in that but so did the unfolding events. There was about to be a brawl happening. Though Athren didn't believe it would be much Athren still couldn't help but get that excitement to fight.
As the saiyan neared him Athren held his ground. His arms still crossed tightly to his chest. His pose solid and sturdy. There was no signs of fear or even his current excitement shown in his pose. Though he didn't act like it at heart he was still a saiyan warrior. He still loved similar things he had just been using his thrill and power for a more decent cause. Instead of destruction he was going to protect and this would be the perfect test.
Noticing the twitch of the man's head Athren had guessed what was coming. Really? A headbutt as an opener? That wasn't very common but Athren knew exactly how to handle it. He'd counter it with his own. As the man's head twitched so did Athren's, he brought it back quickly and launched it forward to meet the other saiyans. With the two skulls colliding Athren chuckled. "That's your opener? I though you were a saiyan? Not some wild ram." With that, Athren proceeded through with a counter attack.
Assuming that his speed was much, much greater than the speed of his opponents. Athren decided to keep his first attack basic and simple. He didn't want to overdo it right away considering that he had options. If this fight had gone on longer than expected and Athren began to lose his ground there was one simple solution to it all. All he'd have to do is take his weights off and he'd most likely have a MASSIVE advantage though he didn't want it to come to that. No, he wanted to cause pain just the way he was. He wanted this saiyan to know nothing of his true power. Athren wanted his opponent to believe that he was using his full potential. Not only for the moment but for encounters in the future. Right now, he'd save this and keep it a secret.
Quickly, Athren brought his head back to it's normal posture. Swiftly both of his arms came to both of his sides. In an instant he leaped off the ground slightly and brought his right foot around wide and aimed it at the side of Orion's thick, brainless and arrogant skull. Though, this attack wasn't just to land a solid hit. No, Athren's plan was to send this saiyan flying across the landscape and into the dirt. If this had worked, Athren would be more than likely to follow it up. If it didn't work, he'd be hastily ready to defend himself against anything the opposition could throw at him.
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Post by Orion on Dec 9, 2014 20:29:45 GMT
“Whelp, I can see things you do not. Strength leads into the lives of many. It happens a true Saiyan uses his power to terrorize and dominate the weaklings before him. Not, protect them like a dog to his bone.” Orion returned, his head banged against Athren's from the counter. Expected, yet he failed to retort due to his injured state from a previous battle with the Saiyan's apparent female unit and the bio-android. After this, he would be entitled to a rest.
For now, though, it was about revealing the primitive Athren's roots. While Orion lacked the power he normally boasted on the normal, his speed was halved but enough to capture his opponents fist with the back of his wrist. The punch stinging a tiny bit but the Saiyan pulled through regardless. He intended on playing with the other Saiyan before he could really get his ass handed to him just then.
He held his wrist against Athren's knuckles. Buckling a tiny bit buy refusing to truly show the emotion of struggle purging his eyes then. Instead, a smile was plastered across his menacing and cocky mug. Contemplating what to do next, as Athren seemed to do the same. He allowed his pure instinct to kick in as the enemy Saiyan launched a wide, hard roundhouse for his head. Utilizing what speed he had, Orion ducked; the boot of his opponent grazing his own head slightly.
His evil smile grew as Orion readied a most dirty attack. His fist balled and tight as he rocket it into the enemy Saiyan's open legs. Aiming for the most vital and weak spot he possibly could! What a dirt-ball!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2014 3:14:18 GMT
Athren had felt the jab to his leg, though it didn't effect him as much as Orion probably would have hoped. Though there was a slight sting of pain there would be no massive amounts of damage to effect Athren's fighting. Though it would probably be somewhat sore the next day, as for now Athren would be more than good to continue his brawl. "Like a dog to his bone?!" Athren yelled aloud as the brawl continued. "These people deserve to live, Just as much as every other damn creature in the universe!"
With that, Athren had returned his foot back to solid ground, though when he put pressure on it he felt the point of contact that came from the oppositions attack strain a tiny bit. Though, it wasn't major it was still a discomforting feeling. His next move, he really wasn't sure what it was going to be. He didn't want to pull anything clever just yet. He didn't really have much of a choice then, he had to stick with the basics. Athren then began to pipe up some more. His tone would have more than likely hinted at his annoyance with the saiyan's attitude. "Just because you're too much of a clown to have your own train of thought, You force yourself into listening to the bullshit the saiyan empire pumps into that damn thick skull of yours. It's Pathetic." With that, Athren prepared to launch another offensive. Considering he didn't have to defend himself against any massive barrages his opportunity was perfect.
With less thinking taking place now Athren decided that it had been time to launch his offensive. Though it wouldn't have been nearly as precise as he had hoped. Though it would of been well executed nonetheless. Athren now stepped forward and launched his right fist at the fleshy coloured Jaw of the opposing fighter. This would have some massive speed and power behind it. As a follow up Athren's left fist came around and low. Aiming for the side of Orion's stomach. IF this were to collided, it would most likely be a strong and sturdy hit. One that would be felt.
Next, Athren would have brought his right fist down low and straight up. It was a solid and swift uppercut aimed at the Saiyan's chin once again. Though Athren's three attacks were solid and strong. He wasn't done yet. To finish, Athren would have attempted to collide his right foot into the side of Orion's left thigh. With that one, Athren hoped to erase the support that the leg would have given the fighter. Of course, it would have to hit perfectly and pack a punch to pull that off.
To finish the combo, Athren would have launched a finalized knee towards Orion's stomach. Of course, Athren would be ready to defend himself when needed.
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Post by Orion on Dec 11, 2014 1:19:34 GMT
“In what world, fool?!” Orion shouted back. Watching his enemy return to a standing appearance and appearing most powerful. His stance strong and a little hard to detect and proving a hard puzzle to crack for the Saiyan. His fist aimed for Athren's jaw, using the minimum amount of power required to deal some damage and stun. His hand moving quick and without any hesitation.
The Saiyan warrior watching Athren begin his offensive. Launching his hands and the like for his weaker points. Orion capable of taking the punch to his own jaw but evading the punch to his side, hopping over the kick aimed for his lower area and launching a precise roundhouse. Shame he wasn't at his tip-top shape. His eyes remained on his enemy, something deep inside of his core beginning to burn. He'd drop to his feet had he been successful, otherwise he'd be vulnerable to almost everything.
“I'm a clown for putting my own people before me? It seems you're wrong. Putting these insects be for you and I is your largest mistake. Simply think, fool.” Orion smirked, speaking despite being in the middle of a battle. A talent he had. Though, not a strong one and rather useless to some.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2014 2:29:56 GMT
It had been the beginning moments of Athren's offensive assault and Orion had launched a swift fist towards Athren's solid jaw. It wouldn't have taken much to avoid so Athren did what little effort was necessary. All Athren had done to avoid this fist to face collision was bring his left hand up and guide it away from his face. It really wasn't hard to do and even if it HAD collided with him he was almost positive that it wouldn't feel TOO bad. Right? "In what world!?" he replied as he effortlessly proceed with his attacks. So far, he had collided a fist and his opponent had been doing GREAT keeping up with the rest of them. "THIS ONE! MY HOME!"Of course, Athren knew that this opposing saiyan wasn't going to just shut up after that comment. A saiyan making Earth his permanent home probably wasn't a very common thing. At least from a full blooded one anyway. Athren could only assume that Orion would only take it as a sign of weakness. Though it really wasn't, if anything it was a sign of strength. A sign that Athren had enough power to oppose the views of his race and proudly shut all their theory's down. Then again this would be based on the opinion of the viewer.
In the sequence of battle, Athren had no trouble keeping up the discussion. "Fool?! You're the damn fool! There's a difference.." Athren paused as he had brought up his forearm to collide it with the wide swinging roundhouse kick headed towards him. As the two body parts collided viciously each of them stopped instantly in their tracks. Swiftly and without a seconds time passing from the initial collision. Athren slid his left hand down towards Orion's ankle and gripped it firmly and tightly. He wouldn't want to lose his grip as he intended to cause quite a bit of pain if this had worked out. "....between putting your SELFISH saiyan pride before yourself and putting your people before yourself!" With that, Athren began to pull Orion's leg down swiftly to the ground the only thing getting in it's way was Athren's right fist. "These people here need me! While at home, I was a damn outcast!"
Swiftly and flawlessly Athren's fist was flowing up through the air in the form of an uppercut. Aiming towards the opponents exposed and defenceless calf. His knuckles were PLANNED to connect with the bone. If Athren could pull this off with the enemy having NO defence. There would be a decent chance that the saiyan's bone would break.
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Post by Orion on Dec 16, 2014 2:53:23 GMT
“Feh! You were an outcast because of how weak you were I bet!” Orion bellowed, keeping in sequence with his enemy. His burning feeling deep, deep inside of his stomach beginning to flare up more. This filthy primitive mutant of a Saiyajin had begun defending the Earth because he was treated as something lesser of a lower class warrior. He was starting to..hate him. Orion was beginning to really harbor a hatred for the Saiyan, Athren.
His shin had been crushed. The other males knuckles bashing first into his already weakened bone, shattering it with a satisfying crush and crunch. He dropped down to his other knee, holding on the broken bone with both gloves. His right eye twitching and eyebrows arched, twitching as well. His mouth curved into a full frown. “W-why you..?! My leg! How dare you?!” He glared up to the other male.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2014 4:05:10 GMT
Watching as his opponent went down Athren couldn't help but smirk devilishly. Everything had gone just as he had planned and his opponent would have been nearly defenceless. There was absolutely zero chances as of no for Athren to lose this battle. Though the odds of losing were slim from the beginning, this event had pretty much just secured the win. Staring down at Orion Athren decided to lower himself down to his level. Slowly, Athren took to his right knee. Resting is on the ground firmly. Though, he did keep his left foot planted firmly on the ground. At this point in time, Athren brought his left forearm to rest against his left knee. Now that he had been on level with the opposing saiyan, Athren glanced down to the broken bone then back to the fighters eyes. He had heard every single word the saiyan had said and now it was time to pour some salt over the open wound.
Letting out a light chuckle before he spoke, Athren's face had shined with a high level of confidence. This situation was awfully amusing to him. "You think I was an outcast because I was weak? Truth is, I wasn't weak at all I was an outcast because of the colour of my tail and the colour of my eyes." Athren paused. Now that the facts were out it was time to bring the opposing saiyan's confidence down. If he had the normal pride of a saiyan, it shouldn't be hard to push buttons given the current situation. "You know, for somebody who's sitting around with a broken bone. You talk a lot of shit about others being weak." Athren's eyes would have hoped to lock onto Orion's at this time. His ocean blue eyes shined brightly as the smirk on his face grew. "You know the funny thing is? You call me weak yet you couldn't even handle twenty five percent of my power. "
Athren let another pause go. He wouldn't give Orion any time to speak though. If he had started to talk Athren would have cut him off, quite rudely for that matter. In a taunting matter now, Athren spoke again. "How does that make you feel? That you're so weak that you can't even hold your own against me while using only a quarter of my abilities? You call yourself a saiyan? you're pathetic." With that, Athren finally went silent to allow the opposition to speak. Not knowing what to expect, Athren would keep his guard ready though the need to defend himself was most likely unnecessary. The chance of Orion making an offensive advance were slim to none, but if he had Athren wouldn't hesitate to finish the job quickly. Though he wouldn't kill the helpless saiyan, he'd put him out of his misery for a short period of time at least and leave him here to fend for himself. It was starting to appear that Athren's training had finally paid off and been put to good use. Though, Athren was sure Kaiyo wasn't going to approve of this situation but he'd have to deal with that later. Hopefully she wouldn't be too pissed off.
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Post by Orion on Dec 17, 2014 21:48:43 GMT
Orion had grunted, panting gently. His eyes glaring down against the ground below him. His breaths ragged and pained. Each passing breath causing a sharp pain. The broken bones in his leg killing him ever so slowly. And this disgrace of a Saiyan had a chance to growl and insult him to his face..how annoying. He blinked every so often, thinking with each of his spoken words. In truth, Orion hadn't noticed the other Saiyan's silver tail and oceanic blue eyes. Not taking the time to examine his enemy. But, he got onto his level..oh how this one was pushing it. Yes, Orion kept up. Looking up, now, and into Athren's eyes. No speaking nor interrupting yet.
“Huff..huh..huh..Hmph..” The downed Saiyan grunted, a smirk crossing his face. A vein or two popping out on his brow. His breaths became more and more quick, though. As Athren taunted him. “So that's why..you're a mutant. A failed Saiyan. A defect. I may not have been able to take you at your power being only at twenty five but..know this,” Orion glared deep into the enemy.
“..I don't care..!” He didn't..at first. But then he called him pathetic. That he was the failure and weakling. “..W-wha..?! Why you..aha..AAAAAH..!!” He began screaming. Shouting. His small burning feeling in his stomach flaring up. He was..throwing a tantrum of some kind. “SHUT YOUR MOUTH, YOU DEFECT!!” Orion shouted, punching the ground and the pain of his leg only adding to the burning pain. He actually hated Athren.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2014 1:31:29 GMT
Athren listened carefully to the downed saiyan with amusement. The more he had ranted the bigger the smirk on Athren's face had become. Honestly, his words meant nothing with the situation that had just played out. The more he talked the more his ignorance and pride had just shown though and really that's all it was and Athren had known it. He was a saiyan. That was simple how most of the were. Even in defeat they couldn't help but talk down to their superior opponent. It wasn't anything new to Athren and he figured it wouldn't be the last time he'd be hearing anything like this. In all honesty Athren had this saiyan right where he wanted him. There was nothing that could be said or done to affect Athren's opinion on the situation but Athren was positive he could affect the situation a lot more and rub it in even more. Of course, It'd all be a blast if he did.
Once the saiyan had finished speaking Athren piped up once again. "Looks like somebody's getting awfully defensive. What? Can't take that you lost to me or can't take the fact that you lost to such an outcast.. or freak as most would call me." Athren paused once again. His smirk shining brightly as his confidence was written all over his face. He stretched out his arm towards the broken shin now. "Defect? I'm a defect? The only one here with the defect is you.." With that, Athren had flicked the broken shin with his finger. Just to point out the obvious thing he had been referring too.
Athren then stood up straight though his ocean blue eyes stayed locked onto Orion. "Cut the shit. Will you? You come near that apartment or attack any cities again and I swear I'll kill you. You know I can, So don't test it. Maybe you should leave this planet and find a race of weak, pathetic fools. Then you'd fit right in." With that, Athren began to lift himself up into the air. Though he wasn't going to leave quite yet.
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Post by Orion on Dec 20, 2014 1:43:13 GMT
“GYAAAAH!!!” Orion screamed in agony once more. Pounding his fist against the floor once again. The pain shooting through the wound once more as he drop to his cheek. His gaze remaining darkly upon the Saiyan before him. His hatred truly burning up and he was powerless to act on it. His breaths becoming worse and rugged.
“I will never..ever try and fit in with these insects..huhuhu..!” He replied, watching the male rise into the air, his eyes narrowing as the world became less and less illuminated.
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