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Post by Toma on Jan 3, 2015 18:33:03 GMT
The Saiyan and the Namekian had flown for quite a while. They had flown North from the Lookout, to a place Toma had discovered when he had gone training at Mt. Frappe. He had discovered a rocky, craggy area that had no life in it, that was perfect for a battle that the two warriors had been itching to have, ever since they met on the Lookout. Toma turned around while flying, before letting gravity take over his form once more, and he began to drop, floating down towards one of the rocky pillars that had stuck up from the ground. He grinned some, taking a fighting stance as he looked up at Ukare, who by now had also most likely taken a spot upon one of the other rocks. "This is it. It's the perfect arena, right? We're all alone out here. No innocent humans to risk harming, and we can go as all out as we want. Are you ready?" Toma asked, as his blue Ki aura flared.
[For the sake of the thread, Ukare and I have agreed that due to it taking place right after the lookout thread, Ukare and Toma will both be at 10k PL.]
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Naroka
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Post by Naroka on Jan 3, 2015 18:42:45 GMT
The Namek's bare body combatted the frigidness of the terrain. He could feel the world around get increasingly cold as he and his new Saiyan opponent rush forward into the northern reaches of Earth. He had little to no trouble coming behind the foe Toma. He seemed like a trustworthy person and had little to no ill intention with his search for a field. In fact, where they landed was as desolate as needed. Perfect. As Ukare land, he enter battle position, his legs spread and knees bent, right hand at his rib cage and balled in a fist, left arm flexed, fist balled with his index and middle finger arched out.
“Enough talk! Let's engage!”
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Post by Toma on Jan 3, 2015 19:07:03 GMT
Toma grinned as the Namekian took his fighting stance, the green-clad alien demanded that the two of them begin their battle, and Toma was glad to oblidge. A golden Ki ball appeared in Toma's right hand, and Toma bent his knees, jumping with great speed towards another one of the Rock Pillars scattered across the battle field. While he was flying through the air though, he spun his body around, giving the Ki Ball a good chuck towards the base of the pillar Ukare was standing on in order to try and make him fall.
Upon reaching the next pillar, Toma would turn without missing a beat, jumping towards where Ukare would be falling to, assuming that Ukare hadn't moved, and he would attempt to thrust his fist into Ukare's stomach.
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Naroka
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Post by Naroka on Jan 3, 2015 19:26:41 GMT
“?!”
Ukare grunted, his eyes widening as his opponent rush toward him, the golden sphere in his palm being noticed the same. He had to think of how he'd assess the situation, judging from how Saiyans knew how to attack and somewhat strategize. Ukare stood put, waiting for the opponent to make his first move.. His waiting having a good output, as the blast destructed the pillar he once stood upon.
His body flipping onto the next one he could land on, looking for his foe and allowing the fist to be thrusted into his stomach, eyes popping out rather comically for a moment as he regain focus, grabbing his enemies throat and hoping to bring him toward the ground with a powerful force behind him.
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Post by Toma on Jan 3, 2015 19:58:51 GMT
Toma grinned as his punch landed in Ukares stomach. So, he was fast enough to attack this man! That was good. He could sense Ukares energy, and he knew that they were about even in terms of power. This would make for an interesting, fun fight. Toma quickly straightened himself out, bringing a fist up for another attack when he felt the clawed hands of the Namekain wrap themselves around his throat, and he grabbed onto Ukares wrists, in a desperate attempt at thinking. Then it hit him, a perfect counter.
Toma let go with his right arm as the two began to head towards the ground, and he brought his arm down. Then, he balled his hand into a fist, before bringing it up once more, attempting to slam his fist right on Ukares elbow joint of his left arm, hoping to shatter the joint and force Ukare to let go.
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Naroka
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Post by Naroka on Jan 4, 2015 1:40:26 GMT
The Namek frowned, his face solemn and serious. A reflection of the battle occurring before the events at the previous battle ground. He swallowed, feeling the cold air whip against his brow and his hand clasp tightly around the foe's throat in attempt to incapacitate his opponent. Instead, the fist that had punctured his defense, had moved to hold his wrist as a form of reply. However, instead of holding forth, Toma did something else. Actually moving to punch the joint of his elbow.
The Namek kept silent, whipping his head to watch the incoming fist, though with success, he did manage to move with but a scrape from the hardened knuckle of his foe. He too, was quick: Darting back and then forward before swiping his open palm claws at the enemy and finishing the five slices with a palm to the enemies chest.
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Post by Toma on Jan 4, 2015 4:35:33 GMT
Upon Ukare letting go of Toma's neck to dodge the attack, Toma immediatly jumped back the second he hit the ground. He wanted to test something. Due to his encounter with Athren, he knew not all beings could sense the Energy that flowed within all living beings. He wanted to see if this Namekian had such an ability, and he had the perfect way to test it.
While flying back from the Namekian, Toma raised both arms, an ball of blue Ki forming in his hands as he did so. But the attack was not ment for Ukare, no, not in the slightest. At the last second, Toma turned his hands downwards slightly and he fired several Ki blasts at the ground, kicking up a huge cloud of dust that blanketed the entire area.
His next move would entirely depend on if Ukare had been caught in Toma's little smokescreen. Toma formed another ball of Ki in his hand, and he threw it into the smoke, using his powers of Ki Sensing to determine where Ukare was, and hopefully blast and confuse him.
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Naroka
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Post by Naroka on Jan 4, 2015 5:46:48 GMT
“What the..?”
Ukare grunted, looking about and searching for the enemy. He saw the two blue ki orbs forming in Toma's palms and feared that he'd be receiving them to the face in a matter of seconds. However his suspicions seemed to be proved wrong as his foe took advantage of one of his inabilities. As it were, Toma was of the many who knew how to control and sense his Ki, apparently- Ukare was not of these individuals whom could sense another man's power level from many, many miles away. Instead of such trickery, he relied on something much more orthodox.
As the Saiyajin toss the blasts of ki into the earth and kick up the debris, the Namekian immediately opened his eyes, looking for the cloaked figure of his foe. He figured how foolish of a plan it was and how badly it left him sitting, like a duck ready to be hunted and used for personal use. Instead of being, well, a sitting goose, he decided to follow through with something he had been preparing for times before. Yet, only mastering it once and using it but once or twice in the past. Perhaps Toma would be the one who helped him realize the control.
As Ukare dart backward in the direction he once stood in before, he skid backward using his ability of flight before twisting his body like a dreidel into the skies above him, using the debris and dust as a shield and allowing him further ascent. His eyes searching for the opponent whom seemed to reside within the dirt below. The Namekian now in clear skies.and searching for his opponent. Now was as good a time as any if he wanted to become a stronger individual. Hopefully, though, Toma could withstand a blast of ki as powerful as his opponent.
Ukare got into a kuda-kuda form, his Ki immediately erupting. He hadn't known of Toma's plan, thus leading him to charging up his ki in attempt to gather enough strength and begin locking in the required channels to fully realize how much power he had within himself. His charge normally had him shouting and expelling all negative forces within his muscle, though despite his Neanderthal like appearance, he was intelligent enough to know not to emit an extremely loud noise- especially when in the heat of an amazing battle. The Namekian holding his palms closed a he prepare to show off one of his newer techniques.
As Ukare charge his inner ki, he began grunting somewhat. His teeth grinding along the lower row the way the top grind against the lower row. His fingers bore and pointed downward, truly pushed out as he begin forming a massive amount of stress over his shoulders. The act of charging his ki and actually risking being struck by an incoming blast of ki something truly apparent, yet unbeknownst to him. All the while, he remained keeping himself at a single powerful force. He had to continue charging his ki!
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Post by Toma on Jan 4, 2015 22:40:42 GMT
Toma grinned as he felt the power began to move, flying up into the sky and avoiding his Ki ball that had flown past where he was standing. The instant Ukare had left the smoke, Toma had already began his next move. A purple Ki aura flashed around him as he dashed forwards, moving under Ukare while still under the veil of the smokescreen, before flying up around quickly, the energy coming from him clashing and creating sparks and other noises.
While flying up behind Ukare, who was stationary in the air, Toma began to bring his left hand up to his right shoulder, and he brought his right hand behind his left, putting the back of his left hand pressed against the palm of his right, and interlocking their fingers. "Gallick Gun..." Toma shouted as he flew, eventually stopping only 10 feet behind where Ukare was, hoping he hadn't moved.
"FIIIIRE!" Toma shouted, forcing his hands forwards, the huge violet Ki blast followed, firing towards Ukare. If successful, Ukare would be blasted towards the ground, carried by the huge blast of purple energy erupting from Toma's form. If not, Toma would be a sitting duck for a counter attack.
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Post by Naroka on Jan 6, 2015 1:22:45 GMT
“...!!” Ukare grunted, his eyes looking rapidly from side to side to view his enemy. The smoke slowly clearing from the battle field and the sound of his opponent charging his own powerful beam attack. Luckily enough, Ukare was smart enough not to throw himself into the line of fire and immediately use one of his own Qi attacks. He was genious, enough, to grasp his palms tightly, clenching his fist and bursting toward the side through his use of Bukujutsu and narrowly avoiding the Galick Gun. The beam slashing his arm, though, striking the yellow muscle.
Taking in a heavy breath, the Namek lowered himself to the ground once more and darted for Toma; Keeping low to the ground and ready to lithely avoid anything too dangerous. Once closing in enough distance, he kicked onto his back, holding himself up with two fingers and in an attempt to double kick Toma into the heavens above. He had to try another movement before unleashing the fury that lie deep within his natural strength. Had he been successful in knocking Toma into the skies, he'd skid back and throw his arms out to the side.
In a flash of light, he began tossing deep, purple orbs that course with electricity. The Namekian tossing them toward Toma and throwing a hard amount, a near twenty to fifteen; yet with every orb tossed never going toward or attempting to hit the foe Toma. Rather than so, he allowed them to avoid or curve around the Saiyan before stopping their motion with the grasp of his left hand, his index, middle and thumb held out to stop every orb stopped in the skies.
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Post by Toma on Jan 7, 2015 20:16:47 GMT
Toma watched from the skies as Ukare stood below him, throwing orb after orb of energy ball around him. Toma noticed that Ukare seemed to be throwing them around Toma, deliberatly avoiding hitting him. Toma didn't know what that ment, but he wasn't going to just sit here and not act! Toma flew forwards towards Ukare, taking advantage of the center gap where the energy orbs weren't at, his blue aura flaring around him, and he threw another Ki Orb towards the ground. When the Ki Orb smashed against the ground, it would blow up again, causing another large cloud of dust to encircle the area, clouding Ukare's vision, and hopefully allowing Toma enough time to get to the ground to avoid Ukare's attack.
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Naroka
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Post by Naroka on Jan 8, 2015 0:32:37 GMT
“What the..again?!”
Ukare grunted, his eyes widening as he glare at the foe above him. He was smart, not to sit like a fool who waited for the embrace and kiss of defeat to permeate his soul. The Namekian narrowed his eyes as he glare and search for the enemy who used the same tactic over creating an entire collection of dust and cloud of debris. If he wanted to land something, he had to act. Ukare closed his fingers together at once, each and every orb tossed crashing down against the Earth.
Mainly due to the opponents strategic status effect, thus blinding him and causing him to fire each orb down at random, HOPING to hit Toma in the process.
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Post by Toma on Jan 12, 2015 0:26:12 GMT
Toma continued downwards as the dust and smoke kicked up from his blast. He felt Ukare’s energy change, and then felt the Ki Orbs behind him begin to fall, heading towards the ground. Though, he noticed that they were hitting the ground at random, rather than flying towards him. That confirmed his theory. Ukare can’t sense energy. Otherwise, he should still be able to target Toma in the smoke, right? Toma landed on the ground, and then jumped around, dodging the oncoming rain of death that Ukare had created. He couldn’t afford to get hit.
He made his way to Ukare by staying low to the ground and weaving in and out of the Ki blasts. He was closing in on Ukare, when suddenly…
BAM!
A Ki blast caught Toma in the back, causing him to crash into the ground and leaving a bruise on his back. He grunted in pain, before lifting his right arm up and firing a Ki Blast at Ukare through the smoke, and then getting up and flying into the air to get out of the rain of Ki blasts.
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Naroka
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Post by Naroka on Jan 12, 2015 4:07:35 GMT
"C'mon, bug..where are you.." Ukare grunted to himself, holding his fist tight and watching as the onslaught of purple spheres dropped onto the earth and ground beneath him. Into the smoke and in time, dissipating it quickly and allowing the Namekian sight of the Saiyan. However, the miraculous thing had become a tad bit too late. As Ukare's random dropping of orbs had come to be successful (somehow) he had noticed something strange. There wasn't any noticeable movement along the clouds of debris.
Relaxing his hand, the sound if a thud heard ever so gently but being full blast due to his heightened hearing, Ukare began looking for Toma rather frantically. Twisting from side to side before the whooshing of a Ki blast had been detected. His speed being matched with an apparent ease, as the blast forced him to begin a downward spiral back onto the ground level, his spine colliding with one of the pillars along the lands of the arena before he could truly fall onto his belly. Though, he wasn't truly out of the fight. Quickly spinning like a tornado into his feet.
It appeared Toma had gone airborne. Nothing the Namek couldn't handle. He had come down to earth and wasn't about to play a game of goose. His right arm had been thrown back and flexed, immediately shot out like a bullet before expanding and stretching out to attempt to nab Toma by the throat and bring him in for a single elbow to the face.
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Post by Toma on Jan 19, 2015 2:19:03 GMT
Toma watched as Ukare spun-out, flying back towards the ground and crashing into a pillar. He had done more damage to Ukare than Ukare had done to him, but he wasn't out of this fight quite yet. The Namekian was tougher than that, it seemed, which Toma respected. He grinned some, his heart and saiyan blood pumping, adrenaline coursing through his veins. He had to admit, he was enjoying this, the thrill of battle, the fun of the fight! It brought him a pleasure like no other. He didn't know why, perhaps his Saiyan Blood? That was his best guess.
Toma watched as Ukare got back to his feet, and did his trick again. The arm-stretch. "The same trick doesn't work twice on me, Ukare!" Toma called out as he waited for the arm to close the distance, impressed with the Namekian ability to streach their body. It served well to suprise Toma the first time, but not again, especially at this distance.
Toma turned around just before the hand came close to grabbing him, and he dropped a bit downwards, to allow the hand to fly just above his shoulders, assuming Ukare didn't move it. Toma would then reach up, and grab onto the hand, and he'd begin spinning around in the air, hoping to bring the Namekian up from his perch and slam him into the rocks using his own arm as a rope.
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