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Post by Deleted on Apr 4, 2015 4:01:23 GMT
Azurai had set up camp halfway up Mt. Frappe in a tiny crevice big enough to fit a maximum of three people. It was here Azurai had spent his time recovering after the violent saga which had unfolded in place of one of the biggest tournaments the World of Dragon Ball would have ever seen. It was on that day Azurai foolishly tricked himself into thinking he could protect Earth and reconnect with it's inhabitants, but it was also on that day when Azurai had inflicted both serious mental and physical damage. Since the violent saga Azurai had fled to Mt. Frappe in hopes of healing and then training to become stronger so that he could rise as one of Earth's many protectors, but even now after all this time he isn't completely healed.Azurai sat in front of the fire he had recently put up, sitting on a log which he had been both chopped and moved into the tiny crevice he discovered at an earlier point in time. The fire crackled both vigorously and spontaneously as it's warmth filled the tiny space fending off the dangerously cold temperatures that the Frozen North provided. Azurai saw the cold as a defensive mechanism, something that would keep any danger away from his camp. Next to the campfire were the bones and un-cooked remains of the fish Azurai had managed to catch from one of the frozen over lakes at the bottom of Mt. Frappe. Azurai was running out of food and only had enough to last him for the next night or two. Thinking of the scarcity in food shifted Azurai's attention to the world outside of the tiny crevice he had taken refuge in. Azurai was reluctant about the fact that tomorrow morning he would have to venture outside and fish again, as if it were a risk to his life. Azurai's left arm began to tremble at the thought of the demons he constantly envisioned in his mind attacking him while his guard was down. Azurai quickly slammed his left arm with his right hand hoping to hold it and stop the trembling while he thought of nicer things. Once his mind was taken off the horrors of the outside world Azurai shifted his attention back onto the fire hoping it would fill him with stories and ideas that would help him grow tired. Heavy Weights are worn.
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Naroka
Rising Soul
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Post by Naroka on Apr 4, 2015 14:41:16 GMT
Naroka had about cleared up the situation near Kami's tower. Meeting a Saiyan whom learned from Namekian's and a strange man named after the human delicacy of a donut. It was odd but such was the world. He had taken off from his stay there and begun exploring the earth again. Little had changed aside from what devastation remained. West City appeared shambled but he had no time to really explore.
Instead, he was greeted by the snowy cold. Though, it barely affected him. His thick skin keeping the cold out and allowing what warmth that existed in. The Namek landing onto his feet and looking about, eyes narrowed. It took him a hard minute before discovering a fire, strong and casting shadows. This made Naroka move toward the hidden Azure. Peering into the cave cautiously.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2015 12:49:24 GMT
Azurai slowly grew tired as he somewhat drifted off into another state of mind, or another world. In this world he floated peacefully above the ground as he shaped and controlled the atmosphere of the sky lit path he chose to drift through in the air. Azurai had been doing this a lot since the abrupt end of the World Tournament as it was the one place he was easily able to forget about the horrors he had witnessed but also have full control of his body. As Azurai continued to drift he grew into a deeper sleep, but as this sleep grew deeper the atmosphere became thicker and darkness surrounded him. While Azurai drifted through the darkness he felt the presence of a lone figure draw closer to him this quickly led to Azurai waking up.
Azurai stumbled back in fear, unsure of the nature of the figure that drew closer. With the presence of this figure drawing nearer Azurai attempted to prepare himself for the worst.
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Vi-Poi
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Post by Vi-Poi on May 1, 2015 19:47:30 GMT
Azu, 564 WC & 541 Z. Naroka, tag me back and let me know what you would like for this please.
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