Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Nov 19, 2017 20:52:23 GMT
(Thread PL: 198,721)
Pieter had quietly landed on the Earth a few hours ago and had, since then, gone back to home base in the Eastern Capital, the Hunters' Harbourage, and had been getting caught up on what was going on. Several jobs had come in, none too important for Pieter to care about doing. One person had wanted to get a little revenge on someone for cheating on them, wanting anyone who took the job (which was only Pieter at the moment) to take a note that the customer left with Waputhi (the gist of the job and address left on Pieter's desk in his office) and leave it on the quite ruined muscle air car that the target owned... It was a job from a torn up person and was one Pieter couldn't accept, so he threw the job away and the letter, too!
That was the thing about trying to go to Pieter for these jobs. You had to be reasonable with your job offers if you wanted something done by Pieter or anyone working for Pieter! Over the course of the next few hours, Pieter cycled through these jobs and also got to patching himself up a bit. For the most part, he healed up on his own, but he wasn't going to let the wounds be infected! Afterwards, he had placed himself into the training hall! There weren't any fights happening today back there, so he was alone to train. He approached a command module next to the ring and got to typing away on it.
"Lets see... Last time I did grav training, I was only at 20 times," he spoke aloud, turning a dial that reached all the way up to 150 from 0, stopping at 30 as he muttered, "So this time around, I'll be doing x30 gravity..!"
The room became heavy real quick, Pieter kneeling and grunting as his blood pumping with each heartbeat sounded like thunder to him! He was used to it, though. He, afterall, made thunderously loud attacks! He huffed and puffed as he focused on his heartbeat. This wasn't hard to pull off, the heartbeats becoming more distance, until only a temporary ringing was left in his ear. Pieter nodded slowly, telling himself mentally, "Good... Now to go onto actually moving..!"
Pieter's motivation to get stronger had been put at an all time high, after what happened on Vegeta. He'd get stronger than the others, greatly so, and determine the course of action for the others to follow. He'd not be listening to the pangs and gripes about not killing when they immediately did just the opposite! That demon, Dan, didn't deserve death. Even if he was the only one being controlled by the other, they could've broken him out of Mammon's control once they got to Earth and figured out what was going on! But no! No, he had been labeled the bad guy in that situation. At this point of his life, Pieter may as well own that name as he strove to do better good for everyone around him! Pieter would do what is necessary from now on, and not give a crap about what anyone else would say. It'd be for their sake..!
Pieter felt himself adapting to this level of gravity surprisingly quick, so he let himself fall face forward with his hands in front. He barely kept himself up and nearly smashed his face into the ground due to this weight! Yet, he'd not. He rose his face further away from the ground before kicking up and back to an outer wall he was next to. Pieter was using this as an assistant to get off his feet and be in a handstand! When he knew he could stand up, he balled his fingers, except for his thumbs, into a fist and kicked off the wall! He used his tail to counter balance himself, finding it a bit difficult to do for a moment. His thumbs would hold himself up, and after a bit, Pieter was balanced again.
With trembling bend of his elbows, Pieter grunted, "Alright, you can do this... Easy stuff, Pieter! Lets go!"
Sweat dripped down Pieter's form as he repeated these painful push ups. He needed to get his arm strength up, and on top of this, he also needed to make his fingers into better scalpels. When he struck Mammon's pressure points, it felt as though he was only hitting stone with another stone! Neither would bend or break, thus nothing would resolve. Pieter figured he wasn't hitting them hard enough before. He was going with his experiences with his Dad, while training in the Gizard Wasteland ages ago, where Pota (his father) would spar with each other and during this spar, as Pieter was lunging in haphazardly, Pota would cause his body to lock up by hitting his abdomen and his deltoids with very precise strikes! He'd not be able to move for a while, hours sometimes, as Pota told him what he did wrong before hitting those same points again and resuming their training.
"Gotta figure that out... After a few of these sessions," Pieter thought aloud, standing back on his feet once more. A look over at the clock told him that he'd been at it for about only 30 minutes... That was enough for now. He had some work to do, since he'd accepted the jobs! Pay, although, was still needed to be discussed and Pieter's rates were pretty high..!
(Just going to wrap this up here. PL please, with x30 gravity!)
Pieter had quietly landed on the Earth a few hours ago and had, since then, gone back to home base in the Eastern Capital, the Hunters' Harbourage, and had been getting caught up on what was going on. Several jobs had come in, none too important for Pieter to care about doing. One person had wanted to get a little revenge on someone for cheating on them, wanting anyone who took the job (which was only Pieter at the moment) to take a note that the customer left with Waputhi (the gist of the job and address left on Pieter's desk in his office) and leave it on the quite ruined muscle air car that the target owned... It was a job from a torn up person and was one Pieter couldn't accept, so he threw the job away and the letter, too!
That was the thing about trying to go to Pieter for these jobs. You had to be reasonable with your job offers if you wanted something done by Pieter or anyone working for Pieter! Over the course of the next few hours, Pieter cycled through these jobs and also got to patching himself up a bit. For the most part, he healed up on his own, but he wasn't going to let the wounds be infected! Afterwards, he had placed himself into the training hall! There weren't any fights happening today back there, so he was alone to train. He approached a command module next to the ring and got to typing away on it.
"Lets see... Last time I did grav training, I was only at 20 times," he spoke aloud, turning a dial that reached all the way up to 150 from 0, stopping at 30 as he muttered, "So this time around, I'll be doing x30 gravity..!"
The room became heavy real quick, Pieter kneeling and grunting as his blood pumping with each heartbeat sounded like thunder to him! He was used to it, though. He, afterall, made thunderously loud attacks! He huffed and puffed as he focused on his heartbeat. This wasn't hard to pull off, the heartbeats becoming more distance, until only a temporary ringing was left in his ear. Pieter nodded slowly, telling himself mentally, "Good... Now to go onto actually moving..!"
Pieter's motivation to get stronger had been put at an all time high, after what happened on Vegeta. He'd get stronger than the others, greatly so, and determine the course of action for the others to follow. He'd not be listening to the pangs and gripes about not killing when they immediately did just the opposite! That demon, Dan, didn't deserve death. Even if he was the only one being controlled by the other, they could've broken him out of Mammon's control once they got to Earth and figured out what was going on! But no! No, he had been labeled the bad guy in that situation. At this point of his life, Pieter may as well own that name as he strove to do better good for everyone around him! Pieter would do what is necessary from now on, and not give a crap about what anyone else would say. It'd be for their sake..!
Pieter felt himself adapting to this level of gravity surprisingly quick, so he let himself fall face forward with his hands in front. He barely kept himself up and nearly smashed his face into the ground due to this weight! Yet, he'd not. He rose his face further away from the ground before kicking up and back to an outer wall he was next to. Pieter was using this as an assistant to get off his feet and be in a handstand! When he knew he could stand up, he balled his fingers, except for his thumbs, into a fist and kicked off the wall! He used his tail to counter balance himself, finding it a bit difficult to do for a moment. His thumbs would hold himself up, and after a bit, Pieter was balanced again.
With trembling bend of his elbows, Pieter grunted, "Alright, you can do this... Easy stuff, Pieter! Lets go!"
Sweat dripped down Pieter's form as he repeated these painful push ups. He needed to get his arm strength up, and on top of this, he also needed to make his fingers into better scalpels. When he struck Mammon's pressure points, it felt as though he was only hitting stone with another stone! Neither would bend or break, thus nothing would resolve. Pieter figured he wasn't hitting them hard enough before. He was going with his experiences with his Dad, while training in the Gizard Wasteland ages ago, where Pota (his father) would spar with each other and during this spar, as Pieter was lunging in haphazardly, Pota would cause his body to lock up by hitting his abdomen and his deltoids with very precise strikes! He'd not be able to move for a while, hours sometimes, as Pota told him what he did wrong before hitting those same points again and resuming their training.
"Gotta figure that out... After a few of these sessions," Pieter thought aloud, standing back on his feet once more. A look over at the clock told him that he'd been at it for about only 30 minutes... That was enough for now. He had some work to do, since he'd accepted the jobs! Pay, although, was still needed to be discussed and Pieter's rates were pretty high..!
(Just going to wrap this up here. PL please, with x30 gravity!)
