Ryson thought over the battle he had taken part of before he lead his new friends home. His favorite part was when Kluttz knocked over the mechanical beast and it fired its "Deletion Ray" into the sky, and the massive explosion that followed it. He wondered if anybody else noticed it. Honestly, it would probably make its way into the local news and maybe even beyond. It was practically a small nuke in the sky. But it was all over now. Ryson got the fire going and sat on the floor in front of it.
"Feel free to sit wherever is comfortable. Just don't get anything dirty or my mother will freak."
Ryson laughed and smiled.
"Oh yeah, I still kinda live at home still. My brother lives here too. But I think he's out working that new job of his. Hey, Kluttz, you asked how I got this strong before I think."
"The secret is that before my brother started working, we trained hard together. We basically kicked the crap out of each other and learned how to fight by watching our mistakes and constantly critiquing ourselves."
"Sometimes we would fight other people too. Mostly though to avoid getting bullied."
Ryson smiled and looked at the wall full of pictures of his brother, Ciro, and himself.
"How about you two? What kind of training do you do?"
Dango walked into a lovely home that was apparently Ryson’s, and he graciously accepted the offer of the warrior to take a seat in a chair in the corner. “Thank you for your hospitality man, you were a real life saver I was afraid I was going to freeze.” A sense of happiness would wash over the warrior as he noted that not everyone was forced into living such a crazy life such as himself. He missed his mother, and father he never really got a chance to experience a typical family life. ”Living at home is a great thing Ryson, and you should never take what you have for granted because you never know how long it's going to be there. I lost my family at a young age, and never really got to experience life with them.”
Ryson then began to speak of how he trained with his brother to gain strength to make himself a better fighter. The boy then smiled as he heard of their training regimen, and how fondly he spoke of it. ”Well shortly after losing my family I was taken in by my master Papur who trained me, and molded the warrior that you see before you today. Sadly, he passed away in a fight with a demon the very demon that killed my parents. He was a great man whom I miss greatly.”
[N1]Coyote’s Howl: The user manipulates his hands in front of himself to appear like a jaw with fangs. The user channels ki into the space between the palms of both his hands then opens the jaws so to speak releasing a violet energy wave at the enemy.
[N1] Coyote’s Claw: The user charges razor sharp energy into his fist causing three blades of purple ki to erupt from the knuckles. The user then uses this attack to tear them to shreds.
Ryson listened very closely to his Coyote friend because he understood the hardship of loss as well.
"I lost my dad at a young age, Dango. It's the reason I train to be strong. He stopped trying to grow stronger after he married my mom and focussed on making money to let us live comfortably. He got shot by some thugs trying to make a quick buck on the side of the road. He hadn't trained in years so the bullet... Well, he didn't make it."
Ryson grew a tad morose but clapped his hands together and shook the feelings off. It happened too long ago to dwell on.
"Everything is fine now. Things got better and we moved on. Not that we don't miss him, but as a Saiyan himself, he'd want us to get over it asap."
Ryson laughed merrily, hoping to lighten the mood.
"Through thick and thin. Stand tall. Stand proud. And Stand for what you believe."
"That was his number one saying."
Ryson's stomach growled fiercely. He thought to himself Is it that time already?
"Are either of you hungry?"
OOC: Sorry this took so long, I was waiting to see if anyone else joined in. There'll be some action soon if that's what you're waiting for.