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Post by Tomoroko on Aug 11, 2015 16:08:57 GMT
Tomo placed her hand gently on Natto's forearm as Etoru's statement seemed to send him into a silent rage. She gave him a reassuring squeeze before smiling at him gently and waiting to see him smile back before addressing the situation at hand. She wouldn't have minded Natto's plan of carrying Habanna to the hospital while carrying Etoru, but the woman cut that plan short, insisting that she would make it there herself. Tomo didn't protest as she didn't want to make her any angrier on the subject that she couldn't fly... maybe she should actually get together with her at some point and teach her..? Being unable to fly could be a huge disadvantage. Whenever Aspa piped up however, she couldn't help but chuckle as she levitated off the ground.
"You two almost sound like an old married couple."
She teased them before looking over at Natto again and taking off towards the hospital as soon as he was ready to go, leaving the other two saiyans behind for now. She hadn't questioned why Aspa was out of the hospital like Habanna had, because she had taken to keeping a closer eye on him in case anything happened while he couldn't defend himself. She would often pop into the hospital and ask about his condition, check up on him (usually catching him while he was sleeping) and leaving before Aspa even knew she had visited. She smiled faintly as they flew away, glad to see that he was back up on his fee.... foot.
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When the saiyans arrived at back at the hospital, the Kagami doctors didn't waste much time in taking Etoru away from the group to bring him to a healing pod. He wouldn't need very long in there, they determined, but best to get rid of those pesky injuries fast, and deal with the rest once he was out.
Etoru would only have to spend roughly 30 minutes in the pod before the doctors took him out once more, placing him on a stretcher before bringing him to a room where the young boy would be able to lay down and rest. They looked him over to make sure that all of his wounds had in fact been healed and then proceeded to do further check-ups on the boy. They had to put in an IV to make sure the boy would stay hydrated as it seemed he hadn't anything to drink in quite some time.
Throughout the whole thing, Tomo didn't go far, choosing instead to keep an eye on the boy out of pure curiosity. Something about him struck her as strange and she needed to find out what. She hoped that the more she hung around, the more she would understand. Was he perhaps a part of her missing memory? Had she actually met this earth saiyan before and just couldn't remember? What if she had actually been to earth before herself? These thoughts frustrated her to no end as she stayed by Etoru in hopes of figuring that out.
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Post by Natto on Aug 12, 2015 1:32:06 GMT
When Tomoroko touched his arm, he gave her a subtle and honest smile. He loved her touch. After that, before flying away with Etoru on his arms, Habana asked what he meant by saying that he was in charge of the planet. The young saiyan sighed a little bit, getting ready to fly, but stopped for a little bit just to answer her. – Means I’m the Commander-in-Chief of the Saiyan Solar Empire’s Stationary Defense Army… Long story short, I’m in charge of the Planet until the Queen comes back. – he said in a rather dispirited tone, as if he didn’t quite like his position, even though it seemed really important and powerful.
A little before flying, Natto chuckled when Tomoroko mentioned that Aspa and Habana looked like an old married couple, even though he had no clue of what married meant. He just deduced it had something to do with a couple. For Natto, when too people got together that would make them “mates”, and that was it. It didn’t mean there couldn’t be love between them, he just didn’t know a better name to call it, since that was how his parents referred to it, even though they weren’t the best example, as Tamari, his mother, just wanted the strongest offspring, therefore she chose the strongest on her squad to breed with.
Anyway, as he flew, Etoru tried to say something, but Natto would cut him short. – Save your breath, kid, you are in no shape to be talking. We will have plenty of time to talk later. – he said in a serious tone, like a caring brother or father. Tomoroko was flying by his side, leaving Aspa and Habana behind. If they were to follow them, it would take a while for them to catch up, which made Natto smirk. ”Let’s give them some time alone… Hehehe!” he chuckled a bit with the idea of Aspa and Habana becoming a couple, it would be most definitely comical to say the least.
When they arrived at the medical facility, the kagami doctors were really quick in taking Etoru from Natto’s arms and taking him to a healing pod nearby. They informed that it would take from 20 minutes to half an hour for him to be fully healed. While he was being taken care of, Natto spoke to Tomoroko, before Aspa and Habana arrived. – I’m going to check some things, I’ll be back in a bit. – he said, as he quickly kissed her lips, caressing her cheek with his thumb, before entering into a restricted room with one of the doctors.
While there, they ran DNA tests on Etoru, determining that he was a hybrid. ”Wow, that’s surprising! He looks a full-fledged saiyan to me!” he though in awe. Then, they mapped his genes a little bit more, and determined that his saiyan heritage was that of 50%, and came from his father side. Running the test with Vegeta’s data base, the image of his father appeared. – Etorin… - he frowned his brow with a thoughtful expression. – This guy… Wow! Is it… Tomoroko’s father?! – he was speechless as he made the connection. Natto stared at the kagami doctor. – Seach for his offsprings, please… Is there any other?! – he asked and, after a little while, Tomoroko’s image appeared on the scream.
There wasn’t much information due to the fact that he was a low-class warrior, but there was more than enough for Natto to be really impressed. He had to talk to her in private, as he didn’t want her to know it by surprise and shock her. – Call Tomoroko. Don’t say a word… Ask her to come inside this room and her alone. – he said to the kagami doctor, who nodded and left the computer room, leaving Natto there, alone.
The doctor approached Tomoroko with a serious expression on his face. – Miss Tomoroko, the Commander has summoned you to the computer room. He was clear that it must be only you. – he said, putting a lot of emphasis on that, since he didn’t want to be punished by the strong saiyan for failing to obey his orders. Natto wouldn’t punish him, though, but he was just being cautious, since he didn’t know that Natto wasn’t like most saiyans. Word Count: 722 |
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Post by Etoru on Aug 14, 2015 2:42:05 GMT
(Aspa and Habana agreed to skip. If for somer reason something's wrong with this PM me.) TomorokoEverything was dark. Etoru didn't really know where he was exactly. He was scared that's for sure. Silly thoughts ran through his mind. Like maybe they stole his eyes! Or maybe they threw him in a dungeon and left him to die! Etoru's panic thoughts soon began to fade as light began to form. He began opening his eyes slowly, still lying down on the bed. He squinted as he was still adjusting to the light. He wriggled his toes and fingers to get more feeling into them since he felt really numb. Soon he began shaking his arms lightly, barley noticeable by anyone watching. Once he had a bit of feeling he turned his head slightly but still pretending as if he were asleep to reduce attention. He had his eyes opened just enough to where it looked like they were closed but he could see. He saw Tomoroko in the room with him, but she was alone. The other three weren't there. But if they weren't there, then where were they? Suddenly a doctor walked in giving her information about Natto ordering her to come in the room privately. If she went(most likely)Etoru would open his eyes when she was gone and the room was empty. He sat up to see that he was only wearing boxers. He blinked blankly. "Where are my clothes...? Hey...! My bruises and cuts are gone!" Etoru said cheerfully. He looked around the room cautiously. He didn't want a doctor poking him with some sort of stick. Etoru had an active imagination and didn't exactly know what doctors do. He's only been treated by his grandfather. But on the other hand he has heard rumors of their work. He slipped off his bed and his feet slapping onto the cold floor. He looked around the room before walking towards the door. He wasn't planning on escaping, just exploring. He hated being on that bed unable to do anything. He opened the door slowly peeking his head around the corners to make sure it was safe. As soon as he stepped out a doctor appeared out of no where. He cleared his throat before speaking. "Ahem...where do you think your going?" Etoru didn't know how to react. He blinked blankly. "Sorry Mr..." Etoru whispered under his breath before punching his face and launching him into a wall. Etoru placed his hands on his mouth in an oops face. He didn't mean to hurt him that badly. Before he had a chance to run however, another doctor grabbed him by his tail to stop him from causing anymore damage. Etoru just hung in his hand limp. The doctor used a radio to contact Natto. "Sir, the Sayian boy assaulted one of the doctors. I happened to grab him by his tail before he caused anymore trouble." Etoru wanted to run but didn't have it in him to throw himself out of his grip. |
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Post by Tomoroko on Aug 14, 2015 16:07:58 GMT
Tomoroko had been sitting silently in Etoru's room, watching him closely from her perch. The more she watched, the more she felt as if he was familiar to her somehow and she needed to know. Maybe she did know him before she lost her memory..? No that couldn't be, as Etoru didn't seem to recognize her at all when they met in the wastes. Sure he was beaten up and frightened for his life, but if he had known her then maybe he would have been slightly more relaxed...
She sighed as she pushed herself up to her feet, walking over to get herself a glass of water. She poured the water into the cup and was barely able to bring it up to her lips when one of the Kagami doctors stepped in and addressed her. She looked at him curiously as he passed along the message, wondering why he sounded so urgent in giving it to her. What had Natto found about Etoru? She glanced back to the sleeping boy before putting her cup back down and following the Kagami doctor out of the room.
They walked quite a ways away from Etoru's room before reaching the computer room. She pushed the door open and peered inside before spotting Natto and stepping in, closing the door behind her.
"The doctor sounded quite urgent... Is everything okay Natto?"
She asked curiously as she walked over towards him.
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Post by Natto on Aug 14, 2015 21:35:41 GMT
Natto waited almost impatiently for Tomoroko to arrive at the room where he was. The screen was showing the picture of Etoru, Etorin and Tomoroko, showing the connection between their DNAs. With a close look, it was quite obvious that they were related by blood to Etorin, therefore, that made them siblings. When the girl stepped inside the room, he felt a cold and uncomfortable shiver running down his spine, as he knew that touching that subject wasn’t going to be easy for her, but it had to be done; Natto didn’t want to lie to Tomoroko, and he knew that, if she was to find that out later, and if she realized that he knew it, she would be really disappointed and hurt with him. ”I need to be honest with her… I would want the same thing…” he sighed. He had a deeply concerned look upon his face.
When she approached him, he caresses her face with the back of his hand, sighing again. – Look… I found out something about that kid… - he started speaking, but before he could continue, their scouter beeped with a message from the doctor. He said that the kid assaulted one of the doctors, and they had to resort to grabbing his tail tightly in order to contain him. Natto frowned his eyebrows. – Keep him contained… I need to do something first, I’ll be outside in about five minutes or so. - he answered, before looking back to Tomoroko.
– Well… I don’t know how to put it into words… So… You see… Just… Just take a look at the computer… The kid… Your father… - he tried to speak it in a good away but couldn’t. He just couldn’t think of a way to put that into words, without messing things up badly. But there it was, on the screen, for her to see, very detailed and explained. There was no doubt that Etoru was her father’s son. He was her half-brother.
Natto was nervous because he didn’t know how the girl would react, since she had that situation with her father. And her father was a terrible person, an abusive low-class saiyan scum, that was quite abusive of her and her mother, and Natto hated him. He would have killed him that time if it wasn’t for Tomoroko, since, despite everything, he was still her father. So, he waited to see her reaction, before saying anything else. Word Count: 409 |
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Post by Tomoroko on Aug 14, 2015 22:51:41 GMT
She brought her hand up to rest against his as he brought it up to her face, holding onto it as she looked into the man's eyes. Something was bothering him, and she could see and hear him struggle to tell her what it was. Obviously it was something about Etoru, especially now that he was telling the doctors to keep him contained.
"What about the kid? I've had this really weird feeling about him this whole time... I think maybe he's part of the memories I lost but i'm not sure."
She admitted, falling silent as she listened try to put his own words together to explain what was going on. She simply raised an eyebrow as what he was saying wasn't really making sense... and why would he even mention her father at a time like this when it had absolutely nothing to do with the situation at hand?
She soon followed his gaze, lowering his hand away from her face as she looked at the computer screen. There was a display of genealogy on the screen. She immediately recognized both her parents on one side of the screen, their lines connecting to herself, but then there was a blank image next to her father with a line connected to an image of Etoru. Then, between herself and the kid there was a different colored line. She stepped away from Natto to get a better look at the screen in front of her, her eyes tracing the lines over and over again as she made sense of what they meant. Well, she knew what they meant, but it was as if her brain momentarily refused to believe it.
Etoru was her half brother? She slammed her hands down on the computer angrily as she got closer to the screen, glaring at it. Her arms started to shake slowly, her power level creeping up ever so slightly and even her ki now began to surround her in an angry red display of energy.
"That piece of shit..."
She growled lowly. How could he!? Had she been such a failure to him that he had to go and procreate with some filthy alien in an attempt to create something more powerful!? Was his pure blooded saiyan daughter really not enough!? She was born with a low power level, that didn't mean she would keep it forever! If he just acted like a father for a whole minute he would of been able to see how strong she really was! He didn't need to create some stupid half bred brat to try and replace her, his failure. She grit her teeth tightly, her hands balling into fists as she tried to reason with her mind as different scenarios of what she would do next. Her un-certainty however kept her momentarily stuck in place.
When she finally decided on what she was going to do, she turned away from the computer and headed right back for the door leading out, still obviously extremely angry. She was heading to Etoru's room.
She really hoped that Natto wouldn't stop her as she angrily pounded her way through the hospital. The Kagami doctor was standing at the door, keeping Etoru inside with the nurse and staring at the angry saiyan fearfully. He didn't stop her from stepping inside. Tomoroko swung the door open with a loud SMASH, stepping into the doorway and staring down at the prone child, still being held by his tail by the nurse. She brought her hand up and pointed her fingers at the boy like a fake gun, a red energy beam forming at her finger tips. For a moment, she hesitated, maybe she was taking it a little bit too far... it wasn't Etoru's fault it was her fathers... but something inside her burned to see him hurt... by hurting Etoru, she would be hurting her father.
Before she could even stop herself and make sense of the situation, she fired her Rail gun towards Etoru.
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Post by Queen Habana on Aug 15, 2015 0:37:30 GMT
Habana let out a dismissive sigh as Aspa explained himself, she could certainly accept the idea of him slipping out of the hospital to get some air, that was for the most part pretty fair considering how easy it was to get a bit stir crazy in a hospital but what she was NOT fine with was the young saiyan deciding to take it a step further by completely abandoning the hospital grounds to come investigate what was going on, there were more than enough others to actually handle something like that other than a still one-legged Aspa. But there was little she could do about that NOW and the fact that they were likely to be heading to the same hospital that Aspa belonged in meant that this annoying situation would hopefully be cleared up soon enough, Habana was only somewhat displeased with the fact that Aspa's efforts to show off how well he was did not actually end in him falling on his ass after his front flip display.
The revelation that Natto was the actual commander of the empires defensive army was more than enough to leave Habana in stunned silence as Natto departed with the kid followed shortly after by Tomo, in hindsight it was probably not even that big of an impossibility that Natto could hold such a position considering how powerful he was, he was probably the actual strongest being she had ever encountered and only seemed to grow stronger every time she encountered him. It was actually a bit mind boggling to wonder how powerful he might be as an Oozaru.
Before she could make any comments on that they were however gone leaving Habana alone with Aspa and she could already tell there was actually zero chance that the young saiyan would blast off after Natto and Tomo to oversee the kid being brought to the hospital, he then offered to let her ride on his back or carry her -again- Habana's lip twitched in annoyance as she remembered the battle with Yu Yezi and how she had been forced to rely on Aspa to survive the jump and how he had then proceeded to carry her the rest of the way to Cacumber not particularly interested in taking 'put me down before I hit you' for an answer, truthfully she had rather needed the ride as the fight had taken quite a bit out of her when compounded with the earlier events of the day but being stubborn as she was Habana would not and had not admitted such.
“I'm fine, I do not need to be carried I am perfectly capable of getting around on my own, I always have, I always will” Habana said with a huff pushing forward and starting the walk back to Cacumber her efforts to get moving preventing her from noticing that Aspa had gone a bit red “I don't get why everyone seems to think I need to be carried around, I DID get to the wastes on my own, I make a trip out here or to the ruins pretty much every day for training” Habana added with a growl as her pace quickened, technically yes flight was a far more direct route but once you got used to traveling on the ground you learned all the ways to maneuver through the wastes and the cities in order to get to your destination as quickly as possible, on top of that when it came to travel in Cacumber or Radditsu there was always leaping, lots of buildings were close enough that Habana could simply jump from building to building and that made traversing the city even faster perhaps even roughly on par with flight.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2015 18:51:31 GMT
Aspa stared at Hana while listening to the others. His cheeks became a little red when Tomo said that they looked like a old married couple. He regained his composure when he heard Natto’s chuckling. Glaring at the fleeing warrior, Aspa would turn his attention to Hana once more. Listening to her say she didn’t need his assistance, he figured that she didn’t want to seem weak.
“Habana, I don’t see you as someone that’s weak or needs help. I offered to carry you because, while I know you can get around by yourself easily, I just wanted to spend more time with you. So, if you’re going to walk or run, I’ll do so as well.”
Aspa would start hobbling after Hana. He didn’t care if it’d take a long time. He was serious about wanting to spend more time with her. Not caring about his missing leg, Aspa would start to follow her as quickly as she was moving away from the place where they met up again. He knew it was stupid, but he didn’t mind. Besides, if he got tired he could simply fly at the same speed that she was running.
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Post by Etoru on Aug 15, 2015 19:55:03 GMT
TomorokoEtoru was hanging limp upside down by his tail. It felt like his muscles just said were going to bed, good luck walking around Etoru! Etoru had a weak smile that made him look like he was druggy. He heard Natto reply, and his response to the doctor made Etoru pout. Due to his age, the tail grabbing has more of an effect than adult Sayians. Suddenly he felt as if he was swaying in the air. He noticed a bunch of doctors around the one he attacked and they seemed to be growing smaller. Etoru realized he was moving. He felt bad about the doctor he hit but he didn't wanna go back to that darn bed doing nothing. But right now he had a more important matter at hand. Where were they taking him? Was he in trouble? What would they do to him? Etoru felt a pit grow in his stomach. A pit of fear. He noticed they walked in a room and the doctor handed Etoru to a nurse. He felt as if he had a chance of freedom since he let go of his grip but in an instant he was grabbed by the nurse. He pouted but what was he going to do. After about 5 minutes, he heard stomping outside the room. It was faint at first but it seemed to be growing louder and louder. It was to the point where the door smashed open, and there stood the girl that rescued him. Tomoroko. Etoru was glad to see her, he felt as if he was a bit rude earlier and wanted to apologize and thank her for saving him. These thoughts were swept away when he noticed the expression on her face. It was like a blank angry stare. Etoru was frightened again. Why was she angry? Suddenly she raised a finger at him causing Etoru to try and free himself from the nurses grip but he had no use. The nurse was shaking but kept holding Etoru, well kept holding him until she saw the red beam form on Tomoroko's fingers. She dropped Etoru and moved out the way when the beam fired. Just as soon as he touched the floor he used his Rapid Movement to dash out of the way. The beam caused the wall to burst open and show the rest of the city. Smoke formed around that area. Etoru had a scared look and backed up a it whimpering. "W-what's the big deal To-Tomoroko?!" He said, gaining her name from when Natto was talking to her back in the wastelands. Suddenly he pulled himself together forming fists and ready to fight. He didn't think she would change her mind about what she tried to do. He placed his fists on each side of his waist and began to charge up. He let out a high pitched scream as he gave it his all. His power rose to 10,412 and the white aura slowly faded. He gritted his teeth and gave a not so menacing growl. "Take this you big bully!" He yelled as he kicked his feet off the floor and attempted to throw a barrage of punches to her chest and face. Of course he'd be floating due to his height. If nothing interrupted him(like a counter attack.) then he would finish with a full powered punch causing a sound wave around the area if it landed, blocked or an actual hit. His form was sloppy though so she shouldn't have any problem dodging or blocking, unless he got lucky. He wasn't used to fighting stronger opponents so this was new.
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Post by Queen Habana on Aug 16, 2015 20:09:29 GMT
Habana let out a heavy sigh as they continued a means of letting go of some of the ever building frustration she had, now it was far less overtly directed at Aspa and more just her usual normal frustration with well... everything “I'm just tired of looking weak, I mean... I know I'm not -really- weak, I'm reasonably strong for mid-class, stronger than most of the people I knew growing up” Habana said and it was true, of everyone she knew when she had been younger, both friend and 'enemy' she was at the top of the heap, that of course did not put her at the top of the mid-class but was still an enjoyable achievement “But then I see people like you and Tomo and not to mention Natto” Habana said with a groan running a hand over her hair “You three are, no offense intended, much younger than I am, I'm pretty sure you're all about six to eight years younger than me and yet every single one of you are beyond me.” Habana said her right hand tightening into an annoyed fist, her annoyance now focused on herself for her own perceived weakness.
Truthfully Habana wasnt even sure WHY she was saying all this to Aspa, until now there had been a grand total of two people she REALLY confided in, her mother, and her 'uncle' Sam who was really just an old friend of her mothers that had taken on a sort-of uncleish role for Habana even if he and her mother had stopped seeing eye to eye a bit into Habana's teens. “I don't know why I'm not stronger, its not like I dont put my all into my training, I suppose all my time in-” Habana paused unsure exactly how comfortable she was mentioning her previous prison time to Aspa, the pause was brief however as she realized that if the young saiyan DID have a problem with it then really she was better off knowing so she wouldn't have to bother with him any longer “prison, has not exactly done much to help my power growth, most of my time there was mostly spent trying to keep myself from getting weaker.” Habana said with a sigh, there was never enough food to fuel any genuinely serious training and the fact that the system was designed to prevent people from making use of energy manipulation techniques to prevent possible breakouts meant it was even harder to train properly.
“I should probably quit yammering on about my woes to you and focus on getting back to the city faster” Habana said tilting her head back to Aspa and giving him a seemingly apologetic look “Why don't you just float alongside me? That cant be comfortable.” Habana inquired as she watched Aspa hobbling along after her trying to actually keep up with her on foot in spite of being down a leg.
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Post by Natto on Aug 16, 2015 21:15:07 GMT
When she said that she thought that he had some meaning on her past memories, his heart skipped a beat and he gulped, feeling rather tense, as the atmosphere got heavier and heavier. When Tomoroko saw the computer, she took a while analyzing it, but as she looked at it, her face transformed and he knew that it was stinging deep inside her heart. She stepped back a little, with a weird expression, and Natto approached a single step, feeling a little cautious, since he knew that sometimes Tomoroko could snap. Then, she slammed her hands on the computer angrily and he knew that nothing good would come out of it. – Tomo… - Natto tried to speak, but she cut him short talking mostly to herself, calling someone a “piece of shit”, with her ki energy intensifying to the point of flaring her red ki aura. ”Crapbaskets! This isn’t going to be good!” he thought to himself, as he got rather tense.
After that, without saying a single word, she walked towards the exit of the room, and Natto sighed. ”I don’t know what I should do… It’s her moment… Their moment! And I don’t know if it’s my place to stumble in… But I fear about what she may do…” he struggled to decide what to do and, after a couple seconds, he decided to watch from afar what was going to happen on the healing room. Natto slowly followed her, and got alerted when she slammed the door. ”Please… Please don’t do something you might regret, Tomo…” he prayed inside his own mind.
Then she did it. Tomoroko pointed her finger towards the kid and he knew that posture: it was her Rail Gun. ”Shit!” that was the only thing he could think. He was too far away to get in the way of the attack, but that didn’t stop him from dashing towards the place.
Everything happened really fast.
The kid was fast like hell and he used a technique Natto knew and that was pretty advanced: the Rapid Movement, making the dashing saiyan to stop his advance and arch both of his eyebrows, widening his eyes too. His scouter beeped with the sudden rise on his power level. ”What the heck?! His power level rose above ten thousand?!” he gulped, impressed that a kid that young could be so strong. Anyway, Tomoroko’s blast destroyed the wall, leaving a hole in that and the kagami doctors ran away, scared for their lives, and they were right to do so, as things weren’t looking pretty. The kid asked what was going on, and seemed rather confused, making Natto feel rather sorry for him.
But then the kid clenched his fists getting into his fighting mode. He screamed and flew towards her with his huge power level. Tomoroko’s current restrained power level was far below his, and his blows would definitely hurt her if they landed, with made Natto frown his eyebrows and grit his teeth. As Etoru got into close quarters, he angrily spoke, calling her a big bully and attacked. ”I need to stop this, before things get worse!” he decided.
Natto used his Rapid Movement to vanish and reappear in between Tomoroko and Etoru, with his back towards Tomoroko and his face towards the kid. He would just stand there and allow the kid to land his attacks on his face and chest. All of the hits landed, as Natto didn’t try to block them or to counter them. He stood there, seriously staring at Etoru as he attacked and, when he finished his sequence of punches, he would grab him by the arm with a tight grip, but not so hard, in a way that could restrain him from running away but also didn’t hurt him.
– Calm down, kid! I’m not your enemy! You are a saiyan, like all of us! – he put a lot of emphasis on the “all of us” part, and, then, he stared at Tomoroko with the corner of his eyes. He was serious and his eyes had some deep concern inside of them. – Tomo, what the hell was that?! – he asked, while holding Etoru by the arm.
”Whatever it is… I’m pretty sure it has something to do with her father… That, or she suddenly remembered something really serious about him!” he thought to himself. Word Count: 725 |
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Post by Tomoroko on Aug 16, 2015 21:52:09 GMT
To say she was pissed off was definitely an understatement, she was probably on the verge of losing herself to her battle mode as anger clouded her judgement. She fired her Rail Gun which completely missed it's intended target, blowing a hole clear through the wall of the hospital, blowing up part of the bed Etoru had just been on as well as sending medical supplies flying throughout the room, giving it a potent stench of medicine and other sterile substances. She barely registered the fact that then Etoru was coming towards her in a counter attack, her right fist beginning to glow with energy as she moved to intercept him, ignoring the numbers on her scouter as she did so.
What she didn't expect, was the sudden appearance of Natto between the two. He stood between them, taking every blow that Etoru was going to throw at her without even flinching. She had to blink several times to bring herself back from the bring of battle mode, and looked at Natto curiously as he tried to convince Etoru that he wasn't an enemy, that he was a saiyan just like they her. She grit her teeth hard at that comment, dispersing the energy in her fist, though it never stopped trembling with how angry she was.
"Like all of us? He's nothing like us! He's the product of a desperate piece of trash man..."
The girl began to rant, her eyes seeming to gain a red tint as she glared down at Etoru. This could have just been an effect of her ki of course, but it was all that much more intimidating. She glanced towards Natto now, shrinking slightly as he looked at her... she knew better, for multiple reasons, not to cross him, and not to continue charging against the boy while he was in the way.
That's when she noticed the flashing warnings on her scouter, indicating the two power levels standing before her, one of them just above her restrained power while the other was way, way above.
"Natto... I..."
She wanted to convince the man to let Etoru go so that she could continue what she had started, but she just couldn't find the words to convince him... he wouldn't let her do that... not if he was in any way valuable... Still better than she was...
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2015 23:14:16 GMT
“Habana, by my estimate you’d be one of the Elites in the military. The Queen called me a Super Elite when I had a power level of Fourteen Thousand. You are far from weak.”
He smiled at her, while continuing to hobble along side her. He was gonna reveal his deepest darkest secret to her, but he didn’t care. Aspa wanted her to know she could become as powerful as he was, as powerful as Natto is. It wasn’t just because of the serum. It faded more than a month ago. His body was still in intense pain from it, but he could ignore it.
“Habana, I was born into a low-class family with a power level of only two hundred. I barely passed the absolute deadline of being sent to another world. At the age of three, my parents were murdered and I was kidnapped. The kidnapper was an Elite Scientist that was trying to create an artificial elite. He injected me with a serum that should have boosted my power level. It did, but only years after the injection. By power was boosted to fifteen thousand, but my body couldn’t handle the power.”
He looked at her while he spoke about his history. He didn’t care if she thought he was a freak, he just wanted to help her through this. He knew he fell for her, he wanted her to know everything about him, well not everything. He still had to keep some secrets.
“I was adopted into the Elite House of Bloodburn, by one of those sent to kill both me and the scientist. She defied her orders and raised me. The serum faded as soon as my body could handle the power bestowed upon me. That was only a month ago. Since then, my growth was astronomical. I owe it to a couple factors, one factor is the fact that I trained constantly, another one was because I have goals that need the power to fulfill them, finally my last reason is that I want to protect Vegeta and the Saiyan people.”
He didn’t float beside her, he didn’t fly off. He simply hobbled beside her towards Cacumber. He didn’t watch her to see her reaction to his life story. He wanted her to know that he wasn’t always as powerful as he was. He was as powerful as he was due to several factors, but the main reason was because he trained in order to protect Vegeta.
“Also, one of the reasons is because I’m in the military and I go on missions constantly. I want to offer you a place within the Saiyan Military, and an offer to be my partner on missions if you do not mind.”
He turned to face her and held out his right hand. If she accepted this, then in a few weeks he’ll offer a place to stay with him. He would help her to get stronger as long as she would let him. He would do anything to help her gain the strength she desires.
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Post by Etoru on Aug 17, 2015 0:40:02 GMT
Etoru was ready to punch Tomoroko into a pulp. His eyes determined and gritting his teeth in anger. Just as he was about to throw a punch Natto appeared in front of him. But he wasso angry he didn't stop himself from releasing his attacks. "HIYAYAYA" Etoru yelled as he throw his punches and kicks but it seemed as if he wasn't intending to dodge or block. He just stood there and ate them like they were nothing. Etoru kept throwing punches and punches until he throw his final one that was caught and he soon found himself restrained. Etoru struggled but it was no use. He gritted his teeth and began shaking around to break free although his attempts were futile. "Let! Me! Go! Gr...! I'm nothing like you! What if I don't want to be a Sayian?" He blurted out. You can't blame him, his history wasn't pretty. "And I thought Sayians were proud fighters?" He said angrily looking at Tomoroko. "But instead you want to kill a child who is recovering and was being held by my tail! Attacking a downed child, how mighty! NAAA!" He said sticking his tongue out at the end. "Now if you'd let me go! I'll show you! What I'm really made of! Gr! What did I even do to you!" He growled.
By now he was on the edge of tears. Tears from all the frustration he's building up. He took a couple of breaths before saying. "What do you mean product of desperate trash? Huh?!" Wait until Etoru figured out she was the daughter of the man who killed his mother. In other words, his sister.
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Post by Natto on Aug 17, 2015 0:59:20 GMT
When Tomoroko said that he was nothing like them, Natto frowned his eyebrows further as he refused to believe she was saying that. He wanted to think that she said that because he was her father’s son, and not due to being part earthling, since, at Natto’s point of view, anyone who had any saiyan within them was as much of a saiyan as most of them, and therefore deserved their respect and companionship. But, at the same time, he was starting to understand what was going on with her: even though she didn’t have any memory left of her past, her first encounter with her father wasn’t a pleasant one. Truth be told, Natto had to hold his anger with all he had got in order to avoid killing the man himself. When she started speaking again, he cut her.
– Get ahold of yourself, Tomo! This isn’t you! Attacking a kid?! Even though it is a kid as strong as this one? We are here to help him! – he said in a harsher tone than he intended to, but the situation wasn’t good. – The saiyan I know and love is fierce but also kind and caring, completely different from the man that fathered her! And I think the same about this kid! He is his own person, just like you are! – he said, before staring back at Etoru, who was struggling to get free of Natto’s grip, but that was useless, since the young saiyan commander was determined to NOT let him go.
The kid started speaking, and that made Natto grit his teeth and his expression became that of anger. – Stop it! Don’t be a pain! She is angry and she has a reason to be! Don’t speak ill of the saiyans, as you are one yourself, as much as you rather embrace your week earthling heritage, you are still a saiyan! Much more of a saiyan than an earthling, as your tail tells us! – he said in an angry tone, that gave little space for complains, as he didn’t seem like he would accept it very well as of now. – If I let you go, she will beat you down! She is suppressing her power level as she is more than twice as strong as you are now! – he roared. – And I’m almost twenty times stronger than you are! If I wanted… If I, as a saiyan, was as cruel and coward as you hinted, I would obliterate you this very instant! But I would never do that as long as I don’t see you as an enemy! And even so, you are still a saiyan and I would do my very best to avoid it! – he said, taking a deep breath as he tried to calm down a little bit.
– I will release you now… And then you both! – he said, glancing towards Tomoroko with anger still in his eyes. – You both are going to talk things through! And I don’t wanna see a fight here! Get your shit together! – he said and, with that, he released Etoru’s arm and back stepped a little bit, folding his arms and staring at both of them with a frowned brow. – Go ahead. – he finished. Word Coun: 536 |
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