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Post by Zucceta on Oct 23, 2017 12:29:49 GMT
Breath whistled outward from the saiyan warrior's teeth and lips. Xylo's counteroffer was promising, but even for Zucceta, the lie he proposed stung her pride. Her hands curled into fists, her mechanical limb creaking audibly above the bubbling lava surface below. Then her fingers loosened, and a smile broadened on her face, a slow intake of breath relaxing her features. She reminded herself of her own truth, an angry bitter mantra imagined years ago, and spoke softly: "Words are wind. Outcomes are all that matter. I will do my best to end this war without bloodshed--if your demand is what it takes."
Her mind was spinning. What if the warriors gathered on this planet announced to the denizens of the Solar Empire themselves that they lost? It'd be another loss in an extended period of years. With strong, united leadership and psychological nudge strategy, an announced loss could be used to make the saiyan mindset... something better. A greater good, or a lesser bad.
Shemha raised her voice, and a stipulation was made. Zucceta nodded at her words; the stipulation was fair. It wasn't an outright negative sentiment for Xylo; the announcement could be spun for the Namekian people's advantage given the reputation of the Solar Empire.
It could help undo Zucceta's past damages, help the universe to return to a semblance of peace and open options for a coalition of peace between worlds.
That had to be the goal, right?
Zucceta glanced at Levlidian. He could still be a problem, so she didn't drop her energy charge; however, her electric eyes came back to assess Xylo. Her mouth opened, but Samba began to speak instead, and her lips closed.
Of course her direct antagonism would have lead to tragedy; and that tragedy, as Zucceta knew all-too-well, produced strength in those who survived it. Samba was one who survived it, survived her and her empire; and yet the tragedy had made him alone in the world. The saiyan woman physically deflated. She would be paying for her past until the day she died; perhaps longer. Her electric stare, tinged with remorse, turned to Samba.
"I'm sorry. Words are wind, but know that I am sorry. Let me help you bring them back, and all the others. The only enemy that matters is the cycle of pain I participated in... that you're participating in. It will take more effort than I can possibly imagine to break this chain of hatred, but its something that we must try to do!"
Maeve spoke, softly, and Zucceta felt hope that the chain might break sooner than she expected. She felt some weight lift; the demon was speaking to Xylo, but Zucceta could feel the words radiate through herself, too.
Sax entered into the discourse, with a fair stipulation; although, Zucceta felt, it would be better to get into the nitty gritty of political bureacracy when the Queen of the Solar Empire wasn't raging half the planet away.
"If we can agree to an attempt at peace, then we need to go back to Habana--now, before anything can get complicated!"
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Post by Lord Xylo on Oct 24, 2017 0:17:47 GMT
Xylo clicked his tongue mentally. I was hoping they wouldn't accept. Woulda been a lot more fun that way...He listened to Shemha carefully, and nodded. They were willing to accept his terms, provided he could do some things for them as well. Her first demand was easy: Xylo's declaration of war all those months ago was public, anyways, and the people would understand his reasoning as just anyways. Who would think the planet killers and slavers were the wronged ones in a war, anyways? Her second demand, however, was quite ludicrous. Give up the Sealed Ball to a woman he barely knew? The Namekian almost burst with laughter, but he held his tongue in this moment. He barely knew this 'Maeve'. For all he knew, she could be an SSE Operative hiding her allegiance, or she could be harboring a hidden agenda. Once she got her clawed mitts on the ball, she could unleash him on Namek or Arcose. Before Xylo could deny, however, Maeve spoke. She forgave Xylo, and judging by her sincerity, she certainly meant it. Despite his distrust, it was a bit calming to know the tension between them had eased. Zucceta's words struck in a different chord, though. She was right, but her argument served to help Xylo more than it did hinder. He turned to Shemha, and spoke. "Zucceta is right. Words are mere wind-- It's why I won't be giving up the ball." He let his words sink in, and Cassia hopped through the sky towards him. Though her barrier was still growing, she clicked a small latch free from her back, and the Sealed Ball pulsated in glee as it hit the ground next to Xylo's feet. Was it finally time to drink? Were they done chatting? "This is my only deterrent against the lot of you turning your backs on this deal. All I have is a promise that you'll try to convince your Queen. Nothing more. If you decide that's too hard, then you've got a fresh new weapon to use against me. It'd be a good deal for you, wouldn't it? You'd get all the praise for crumbling my empire and you'd be able to triple your efforts in conquering the entire galaxy with the ball that's mine by right.""Besides, the ball can only open if it can absorb enough energy from its enemies. It won't be a threat if we don't fight, don't you agree?"He turned to the Sealed Ball, and then to Maeve. "If you or anyone else in this little army that's knocked on my door truly care about 'breaking the cycle', then we can settle your vendetta against Ouroboros another day. If that's too much to ask, then ready your blade and we'll figure out peace once one of us is dead."As he waited an answer, his son entered the scene. He suggested that all of Namek's leaders show up to this peace meeting; a valid argument, and one Xylo would have suggested himself had he a second to mull things over. Sax continued, though his words were pointed at his father this time. His speech was from the heart, and in the end, his message was clear. Without a word, the Mazoku Lord reached forward, and embraced his child warmly. They hugged for a short moment, but it was enough. Xylo pulled away, subtly wiping a tear from his eye. He had heard what Sax had said about the Sealed Ball, but he couldn't just give it away. Not until this had blown over, at least. He turned back to the rest of those had gathered, and, bouncing off of Sax's suggestion, continued to speak. "If we sit around here any longer we won't get the chance to end this battle our way. I can already sense that someone broke your Queen's request to avoid killing. We should split up and break the fights down as quickly as possible. Once that's done we can decide when and where we meet on Earth. Zucceta and I can return to the castle and play damage control; Shemha can go calm down your raging Queen." Regardless of his foe's responses, he would turn back to Sax to give him a mission. "Sax, I want you to find Uncle Helix. Let him know about all this, and help him with whatever it is he needs to get ready for a trip to Earth. Understand?"
Xylo:
PL: 361,213 | Emperor's Will (x32P) Active! Current PL: 11,558,816
KP: 3/3
Cassia (75% Minion)
PL: 270,910 | Mazoku MegaCore (x20) Active! Current PL: 5,418,200
KP: 3/3
Charging [MP3] Wall Generator!
200% Charged, will become 300% Charged next turn
Sealed Ball:
PL: 32,000
Post Order:
Xylo > Levlidian > Durian > Samba > Shemha > Maeve > Sax > Zucceta > restart
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Post by Levlidian on Oct 27, 2017 22:50:44 GMT
This entire situation seemed about over, with a sigh the Saiyan exhaled and the pressure of his Ki dissipated revealing his dark mane once again; upon opening his singular working eye it would rest at an obsidian colouration once again. To and fro travelled words he carried little interest for, granted the resolution had him partially glad and yet- something felt off about the whole thing. Levlidian's gut would writhe and slowly the beast folded his fingers about Durian's, intertwining their digits. "Seems we don't have to fight," he'd muse. "Most here have a history, the emotions are running high so I can guess it's intervened in this entire endeavour,".
Despite their aggressive demeanour and warlike arrival it wa sthe SSe and their allies who prospected to attain some peace? Judging by the raging energies not far from them- others were likely to decline and continue the fray. As much as the youthful monkey wished himself to draw some experience from the older warriors here; it was no mere goal he'd eagerly seek, had the beast launched at Zucceta now or any of the opposes , it was likely his own side would intercede and dispatch him. As he'd observed, some carried their own stories and emotions were relatively high, an odd way for this to have gone indeed.
Xylo spoke on with the others and Lev' listened idly, not all was taken in but the general jist was grasped, though the sudden request to determine the issues back at the other fight soon had him grunt with annoyance. The glance from the former Queen soon saw his meet hers for a moment- he had no intention of adhering to becoming the only aggressor here. Each figure here of import carried with them a story- or a will they wished to see carried out. To be the singular raring for combat could easily self destruct this entire operation- boy was that tempting. Shaking his head, Lev' adjusted the length of his jaw into a subtle crack, scarred rock shifted with his boots, he was unsettled to say the least.
Death wove it's way into the elaboration from the Namekian, it seemed some were pleased with the outcome whilst others were indifferent, it was amusing to watch subtle plans devolve into solace. However, he'd turn to Durian; "Looks like we're defusing this and letting them handle it back on Earth," he'd utter to her. "You think we should help?". With the fall of his energy came the waning of his aggressive frown, a goofy grin flexed about his lips baring tooth to the Kagami. "Some honey moon," he'd chuckle.
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Post by Durian on Oct 29, 2017 3:49:43 GMT
TO BE BOUND BY WORDS AND HEART It wasn’t so much of a twist as they had talked since the moment they got there. The behavior was odd from all sides, or so it seemed to the Kagami. She couldn’t say she was disappointed in how it was turning out. While she would have loved to see the Empire disintegrated before her eyes, she didn’t wish to see others fall. Nor did she really have a place in this battle, she felt disconnected amidst it all. Levlidian would sigh and gain a glance from her. His power dropped and he was more the him she knew. Even he was accepting it. Taking her hand, he’d comment on what was unfolding. They would likely not need to fight. With a single nod in confirmation, most were standing down. The only one was the Saiyaness who had her eyes upon her mate, but Durian assumed she would drop her own offense as well now that Levlidian had. “It might be for the best for this planet.” She wasn’t sure what else to say. She had no personal stake in this fight, Levlidian having been the main reason she had come on scene and the only reason she remained. Still, she could feel the unsettled nature of the one with her. He wanted to fight. The red eyes focusing on him, she’d give a rough squeeze to his hand. “This is not your battle today. If they call for peace on both sides then don’t stir the hornet’s nest.” She hoped that he had already decided such, but a little confirmation couldn’t hurt. He’d change on a dime. The drop of his power changing his attitude completely. The parts of him she liked most resurfaced over the battle hungry Saiyan. Watching him with a bit of curiosity she wondered how much of a show it was. But in the end, she’d flatly state. “Those here are more than capable of rounding up their warriors.” The Kagami would look once more over the grounds. The Saiyans. The Namekians. The Demon and the Zoans. Even the Majin. So many with stories to tell. Under different circumstances, she might have cared more. She might have cared at all. Battling, even the air of it, had its effect on people. For the others, it opened minds and hearts. Peace, tears, understanding were prevalent among those there. It was the opposite for the Kagami. It hardened her heart. Red eyes looking for the Majin, she’d reach out to her mentally. She would hear. Maybe there is more to your words.The Saiyans hadn’t taken the chances they had to cause destruction and loss of life. There were actually understandings being made. Foolish or not. It was atypical. This was all strange. And she was ready to leave it behind. --------------------------------------------- SambaPL - 214,511 KP - 3/3 Techs Used = Telepathy [UT1] (18k) The basic form of Telepathy. This allows Durian to communicate thoughts and memories with those she is familiar with across the planet she is currently on via mental transmission. This can be blocked out by those who do not want to communicate with the user if the effort to block them out is put forth. This technique uses 0 KP in a KP Battle Energy Sensing [UT] (Starting) 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 Samba on Oct 30, 2017 18:42:22 GMT
| With Enemies Like These, Who Needs Friends? |SAMBA'S BASE PL: 253,377
SAMBA'S CURRENT PL: 4,054,032 |
| GAIN BONUSES: DE | | PL MULTIPLIERS: BASHKAR (X16P) |
Almost immediately following his words, Samba wished that he could take them back when Shemha leveled a look at him. It spoke volumes without saying a word about how out of line his personal wants seemed when they were in a war, Samba understood and knew that it was selfish of him but damn it if he couldn't help but feel this way. He leveled a scowl of irritation at Shemha but didn't make a comment, the fight was almost over, all they needed to do was go back to the others and stop them from causing any more chaos; there wasn't any need to restart the flames of hatred again.
But then, Zucceta's voice breached his gloomy thoughts, and he almost got whiplash when his head snapped towards her with wide eyes. Her words were a complete surprise to him, and his eyes easily caught how down in the dumps she seemed, and her stare sends a chill down his spine.
Many people could claim that they were sorry, or that they didn't mean it but you'd never know if they actually were sorry and all that, but there was an easy way to figure out if their emotion were real. All you had to do was look into their eyes, and you could see for yourself what they were feeling. Right now, he could see that Zucceta actually meant what she said and that her remorse was genuine.
His throat felt dry as he swallowed, feeling like a thousand knives were carving their way down his neck. His muzzle opened, but his filter seemed to have completely crashed as instead of accepting her apology, the words that spilled out were. "I still feel like punching your face." His muzzle shut with a click, the large Zoan immediately feeling his cheeks heat up even through his dark fur.
"I-I mean," He coughed before starting again. "Walker told me that you've changed, that you've seemed to turn out for the best, considering you used the Dragon Balls back on Earth to fix everything that the Tree of Might caused in your hands; that should have been a giant hint to perhaps trust you. Even so, I didn't really want to believe him back then, still thinking that you were putting us into a false sense of security..."
The teenager brushed the back of his neck with a furred hand, feeling exposed all of the sudden. "But maybe... maybe he was right, after all, you truly want to atone for the mistakes that you've made..." He looked around, seeing how Maeve forgave Zucceta for something that she had caused in the past, he didn't know what it could be but judging by how emotional the draconic lady seemed, it must have been something truly big.
"Perhaps... I can learn to let the past go, and forgive you..." He looked at Zucceta, a weak grin crossing his muzzle as he gave a shrug. "But, if you want to fix our difference with our fist, I wouldn't mind that..." It was a weak attempt at humor and to echo with the Warrior's thirst for combat; she had been almost all but ready to lunge at anyone to start a brawl but never did she meant that she wanted to kill anyone, just beat them in one-on-one combat.
The words of the others passed through his ears, almost unimportant but he made an effort to pay attention. At least Xylo seemed ready to drop the warring attitude, yet he wanted to keep the ball just as a precaution in the case he was stabbed in the back, he could understand that. The loss of a life out there back in Castle Mazoku made his lips pull up in a snarl, but he refrained from doing anything else besides that show of emotion.
TAGS: Shemha
OOC NOTES: your turn sweetcheeks
Samba's KP: 3/3
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Post by Kaile on Oct 30, 2017 23:24:20 GMT
 i dare for you to tell me “please don't cry” @tagged It'd been close... Rhytid's attack had nearly killed her but thankfully she was just strong enough to survive it without the need of her transformation, With that being said though as she sped towards where her Sister and the rest had gone off too it seemed that though energies flared, no battling was happening... But why? Kaile narrowed her eyes as she pushed harder to get there sooner, something was off. When finally they came within view she surveyed the area quickly, Zucceta, Xylo, Samba, and a few others... So Habana hadn't come here. Kaile stayed quiet for now, lowering her energy greatly so that she wasn't immediately detected... Or at least hopefully wasn't. Her eyes stayed on Samba for a decent amount of time, Sure she had ratted out his most powerful technique but from the looks of it... It didn't even matter. Nobody was injured, which meant that no fighting had taken place.. But why? Why hadn't Zucceta crushed this Namekian into the ground? Her eyes going back to Zucceta swiftly as they narrowed a bit more 9,477,075 still... So what's going on? Is it because Samba is here and Habana is not? Perhaps that strange creature is the cause of it... She thought to herself, referring to Maeve for the 'strange creature' part Something isn't right... The energy here is all off. Even without Habana, Shemha is here... And speaking off... She paused to take a quick reading on Shemha and found to her surprise that her Power Level had dramatically increased She released the suppression... Something is definitely off here then. Just what the hell was going on here? Kaile floated towards Shemha as she kept closer to the edge of the battlefield, She knew she wouldn't survive a single attack from most here even at her strongest so she had to keep a low profile if at all possible. "Shemha" She said once she was close enough to her "What the hell is going on here?" She dared not speak more than that however, Drawing attention to herself was probably a bad idea. But somehow she had to talk to Zucceta, If this truly was what she feared... Well, perhaps some good would come from it still. Energy Suppression[UT1] - You are capable of suppressing your power in order to better hide yourself from the gaze of those with Energy Sensing or those utilizing a Scouter, so long as you are not making use of powerful techniques(anything that would consume KP in a KP Battle) you can remain undetected by friends and foes alike! This technique uses 0 KP in a KP Battle. [ WORDS 000 | THREAD 000 | KI REMAINING 3/3 | Current Power Level 1 ] Arriving from With Enemies Like These, Who Needs Friends?Energy Suppression - 1 |
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Post by Shemha on Oct 31, 2017 21:34:34 GMT
| End All; Be All |SHEMHA'S BASE PL: 396,617
SHEMHA'S CURRENT PL: 12,295,127/13,881,595 |
| GAIN BONUSES: DE | | PL MULTIPLIERS: SUPER MAJIN (x31/35) |
The emotions and forgiveness that flowed from Maeve hit nerves with those the demon intended, but from Shemha’s perspective only highlighted the type of wildcard the Kami represented. A friend of Habana, the Queen saw the female through blinders, in similar fashion to her misplaced trust in Vennel. Look where the latter had gotten them. The next time she spoke with Habana, when things calmed down, she would be sure to bring up their ties with Earth and maybe THIS time, her friend would listen.
The other unknown, Zucceta, continued to pool her energy, but verbally seemed content to let this end without a fist being thrown. Former Queen or not, the golden haired warrior was yet another individual Shemha felt Habana put too much trust in. It was almost funny that these two, who she knew better than to fully trust, were a large part of the reason peace was within grasp. In the end it was likely to be a fleeting prospect, but with her strongest allies having pushed for it from the start, she was left with no alternative.
Unfortunately for the SSE, Xylo wasn’t as naïve as his son. Despite Sax’s supporting words and shared desired too see the sphere gone from Namek, Xylo was not anxious to see it disappear. Quick to turn down her second stipulation, the Majin allowed her mouth to curl in a small grin. Third party or not, Maeve came to Namek alongside the SSE and the Mazoku Lord would not hand over his strongest weapon.
As she ignored the scowl cast in her direction from Samba, she offered a small nod in response to the words of both Namekians. Honestly caught off guard by the display of affection between them, a flash of a thought hinted that Xylo was far more complicated then he appeared, but then it faded. The Namekian likely knew exactly what he was doing.
”I look forward to seeing all of Namek’s people represented then, not just those with the loudest voices.” Shemha returned calmly. She doubted Xylo would miss the jab for what it was, the past Guru of Namek still on Vegeta with the Namekians chased from their homes alongside him.
As she spoke, the signature of a new comer touched her senses and a quick glance was all that was needed to confirm what she felt. Kaile kept quiet as she approached, the girls presence unexplained as she attempted to be discreet. With the area so open she was unsure what the Saiyan hoped to accomplish and when she asked the Commander to fill her in, Shemha instead spoke to Xylo, her words meant for the arrival as well.
”I shall speak with Habana and we can end this without further bloodshed…even if some are unable to follow the simplest of orders. We wouldn’t want any others to meet the same end as Mayze with peace so close, would we?” Softly glowing eyes on Xylo before she began to turn, back exposed to him on purpose.
Bare feet leaving the warm rock, she took to the sky. In the distance she felt Habana’s energy in all its glory along with the signature of another. If she made good time she could likely meet up with the duo before Habana took the poor saps life. As she rose higher into the warm air, her eyes did not return to those below her, but her mind reached out. As the conversations carried on about her, she had not missed the telepathic message from Durian nor the streaks that decorated the sky minutes before.
”Maybe you should not judge by association alone.”
After the short, less then polite response, the Majin’s mind closed off to the Kagami. On a personal level she tried not to hold anything against Durian, yet the fact they so clearly chose to side against the Empire without full knowledge of the situation irked her. Durian spoke as if she wanted things to change, yet was just as quick to step to war as the SSE she so thoroughly hated. Like Samba and numerous others, they used the SSE as a target for their anger when those they sided with were no different.
If allowed to leave and no fighting broke out the moment she was out of earshot, Shemha would head towards Habana at full speed, Meridia silently in tow. As the silhouettes of the duo grew ever smaller, Shemha’s mind reached out one last time, this time for the Mazoku Lord himself should he not defend against it. Unlike the level tone she used amongst the group, the projected words bubbled with anger.
”Keep to you word, Namekian. Should you break it I promise I will seek vengeance for those you have taken from us.”
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OOC NOTES: Leaving thread if uninterrupted, PL please.
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Meridia
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Post by Maeve Rakshasa on Nov 3, 2017 19:45:50 GMT
"I'm not so selfish that I'd give up a chance for peace between worlds by acting in my own interests." Maeve spoke after a long moment of consideration. "My business with Ouroboros does not involve the saiyans. As such, we will settle this at a later time as you've suggested." Maeve closed her eyes as the katchin infused blade faded with a spark of light.
The golden Kami turned away and looked to the evergreen skyline for a moment. She could feel Habana's aura flaring with an intensity so mighty that it caused the 'Flow' of the world to buckle under it's weight. The feeling of raw and untamed power saturated the air with such potency that Maeve couldn't help but cast a concerned look toward the sealed ball. She knew little of how the demonic cocoon operated but she doubted the prince would slumber long if the promise of a worthy conquest remained close.
A soft frown formed on her lips as she looked back up to the namekian. The hatred in her stare had been extinguished but it remained without warmth. Even if he wasn't her enemy he still remained as an obstacle. One that she'd overcome. She broke the stare and turned toward's Habana's energy once more.
"I'll go to Habana and help in talking her down. Afterward, I'll go back to Earth and tell the Premier to expect both of you." She spoke to Xylo without looking his way. Instead she started to fade away as her 'blink' began to activate.
"Zucceta."
She spoke, looking to the former queen with the slightest hint of concern flickering in her eyes of molten gold.
"...Be careful."
Attempting to follow Shemha into the split!
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Post by Zucceta on Nov 12, 2017 21:26:08 GMT
Zucceta nodded at the group, exhaling. It seemed everything might just work out without any unnecessary bloodshed. She could still make things right with everyone.
She locks eyes with the Namekian, a grin erupting on her lips. "To the castle, then."
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Post by Lord Xylo on Nov 13, 2017 6:20:38 GMT
[Attempting to exit back into main thread alongside Zucceta.]
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Post by Sax on Nov 13, 2017 12:07:17 GMT
Much to Sax's joy, things were working out for the better on all sides of the conflict. "I mean, I didn't say give it up immediately or whatever, just, y'know. Think about all this.. Heheh." The lanky Namekian chuckled softly in his father's embrace. A hug was all he needed to know that his father had not tumbled further into depravity and lust for power. Xylo was still very much his father, and his caution was justified; the Sealed Ball, for all its disgusting features or potential for destruction, it was a form of security, a bargaining chip.
Out of all of this, in the situation where a majority of the initial gathering's strongest stood across from each other, there was no death. No injury. The same could not be said of the place they all left behind. The scouter within the helmet beeped as Xylo mentioned things were going south, and in the distance Sax could faintly make out a powerful bellow of 'ENOUGH!'. Sax was unsure of who that was, but they certainly didn't want any death happening judging by the emotion in their voice.
Nodding to Xylo's request to seek out uncle Helix, Sax put his helmet back on giving one last cursory look among the group. Once again he was scowling behind his helmet at Levlidian, yet thankful that Durian wasn't encouraging his shit-stirring. Another had arrived, that one Saiyan 'two timing bitch' that Samba got wicked pissed off at earlier. She was trying to be sneaky, yes, but apparently didn't account for the openness of the area or Namekian hearing (let alone Sax's), and spoke clearly instead of at least whispering. 'She better not start anything, or else Samba might knock her shoulders off... Yeesh.'
Sax shook the all too violent thought from his mind as he lifted off into the air, taking a different path from the others-- he was going to seek out his uncle!
ATTEMPTED EXIT, PL w/ Heavy Weights for the main thread and this split pls.
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Post by Samba on Nov 20, 2017 14:09:19 GMT
[Attemtping to exit back into the main thread with the others.]
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Post by Zucceta on Nov 22, 2017 18:02:06 GMT
(and then xylo and zucceta got the hell out of the DE. Kaile I'm still open to a thread, but please for the love of all that is good it needs to be a non-DE "split" to this one) |
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Post by Kaile on Nov 23, 2017 1:17:08 GMT
i dare for you to tell me “please don't cry” @tagged Kaile kept her ears open for those around her as she awaited the Commanders response, But... of course, Kaile was an unknown entity... Or did Shemha remember the one time they had met a long time ago? Time would tell, Shemha did not disappoint too much. Wait! PEACE?! Without further bloodshed?! Was she referring to what Pin had done? That disgusting atrocity of a murder?! Kaile's stoic mask almost broke as she wanted to reel in disgust, Maybe she was reading it wrong but... From how she saw it, Was Shemha siding with Pin? She hoped not. But still, Peace!? What? Zucceta couldn't possibly... That's when she saw Zucceta take off with Xylo and it struck her like a ton of bricks, The Zucceta she knew was dead. Whoever this was, It wasn't the Lady Death that she had come to know. Her Sister wouldn't tolerate his existence, She'd strike him down before agreeing to peace! But here she was headed off without so much as a single punch thrown! Kaile's teeth gritted together, her eyes following Zucceta only barely as they flew off. "Don't think you'll get away without an explanation, Sister! Not now... But I will find you alone and you WILL answer!" Such strong words... An accusation of murder even! But a murder of who, you ask? Of her real Sister, Lady Death. Kaile closed her eyes as she regained her composure, bringing her stoic mask back to bear as she let out a single deep and quick sigh. Shemha had already left, and Zucceta had as well. But there was still one left she could possibly hault... Samba. If she hurried she could cut him off but... Did she dare risk it? She could understand why he was angry, She had told Habana, his enemy, about his most deadly technique. Perhaps this could be where she accepted the penalty... No, Not today. Not before she found Zucceta again, She knew what her energy felt like... It was so very similar to her own. But even so, She needed to be patient. Kailes eyes slowly looked down to her fists, Besides she was so very close... She could feel the energy swelling ever more with each fight she got into. She could tap into flashes of that power already, The power was brief but... It was there and it felt amazing. A smirk crossed her face as she looked back to where her Sister had flown off towards, Soon Sister, Soon you shall answer for your crimes.With that she turned her head in the opposite direction and flew off, She needed to train for but a bit longer... Maybe a month or so and she KNEW she would be able to bring forth the full power of the Super Saiya-jin. She would finally manage what her Sister accessed so easily now. [ WORDS 000 | THREAD 000 | KI REMAINING 3/3 | Current Power Level 19034 ] OOC: Exiting the DE if uninterrupted. Zucceta That's understandable, She's "locked on" to Zucc's energy so I can make this work. Besides, A more private setting would be better for the two of them anyone considering what they need to talk about. Shemha Maeve Rakshasa Sax Samba |
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Post by Kaile on Dec 5, 2017 19:28:33 GMT
Thread Exit
Will take PL
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