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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2015 0:47:06 GMT
Etoru“It is said that long ago a woman stepped upon the grounds of the mountain known as Frappe and storms did rage for many fortnights until they calmed. Nothing is known whether the woman was killed or if she escaped the terrible winter of the mountain. Only that the legends say that women are forbidden to step foot on the mountain or a blizzard will suddenly rage until they leave, are removed or die.”Sat within the confines of her ship, Zerori gazed with great curiosity at the screen as she sipped on a mug of what she was informed was coffee. It wasn’t very sweet but the concoction did the job of keeping her warm in the frigid temperatures of the north. That reminded her… She raised a hand to the scouter on her right eye, “How are those repairs to the environmental controls coming along?” She asked, her voice slightly tinged in annoyance. A masculine voice responded, also annoyed, “It hasn’t changed since asked me ten fucking minutes ago…” “What do you need to get it done?” “Time would be nice!” Frowning with her brow furrowed in a pout, Zerori gave a soft growl before responding, “Fine. I’ll return later, then and I expect it to be finish before I return!” She got up from the table and pressed the dismiss button on her holo-screen before walking to the door. She tipped back the mug to swallow all of the coffee and placed it back on the atomizer she created it from. “Appreciated! Just don’t return for another five hours and we’ll be good on our end,” The voice responded and she just paused with a twitch. For a few seconds she didn’t say anything, her eyes closed and her head held up. “I… will trust your judgment,” She noted before cutting the communication off quickly and stopping out of the Captain Room. Out on the bridge, she was met with a few glances her way; what she was supposed to call her crew. Giving them a half-hearted wave she made her way to the lift before turning around. To her surprise, she could spy one in the back giving her a salute prompting a look from her before she hesitantly tried to return the favor as the door closed. The events after meeting the saiyan known as Natto and their activities before hand had her worried about what she could do in her current state. She had grown stronger than before but did she feel that way? No, she could clearly say that she had not. Instead, she was plagued with constant nightmares and even more unpleasant thoughts as everything seemed to remind her of Ari! So, she had to do something to get her mind off of the girl… This mountain nearby known as ‘Frappe’ was going to be that very something. When she stepped out on the lowered pad of the ship she was met with a burst of ice and snow, raising her arm to shield her face from some of it as she grimaced. She enjoyed the cool weather when she was angry or her power was overheating her body – when she was calm however, it was freezing as hell! “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” She hissed before she jumped off the pad to let it rise back into the ship. She should have just been patient and stayed inside… And so, she trekked through the snow until she reached an abandoned home, broken down but somehow still standing to the weight of time and degradation. She also noticed, confused, that the storm had stopped… for the moment.
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Post by Etoru on Oct 25, 2015 3:11:30 GMT
[PL:99,322//Heavy Weights on//Ki Suppression On:2,310]
Etoru was flying north. Right now, he was wearing his serpent uniform. It was very similar to Bing but had a few minor differences, like how the sleeves cut short to a tank top and how he didn't have the undershirt or his red strap and medallion. He did however had the serpent emblem where Bing had his serpent medallion. The more he flew north, the more he noticed the temperature dropping. He was flying in that direction for one reason. Etoru planned on taking his training seriously and wanted to disciplin himself. After a while of flying, he finally made it north. Unfortunately, he ran into a huge blizzard. The pint sized Saiyan landed in the snow, which was as tall as his torso. He shivered at fast speeds and he quickly pulled himself out and floated near the ground holding his face. "B-b-b-b-b-bad i-i-i-i-id-d-dea!" Etoru held his arms as he flew threw the blizzard.
The pint sized Saiyan began to continue his push through the snow. He shivered and held his arms tightly for warmth. His teeth clicked rapidly. "Why d-d-d-d-did I even come here...stupid...stupid stupid...!" Etoru said to himself. Then he saw something in the distance through the storm. He began power walking towards it. He was on the backside of the house rather than the front, so he was on the opposite side of Zerori. He entered through the back door and huffed. "BRRRRrrr!" Etoru said rubbing his hands against his arm. He was covered in snow, even his tail. He had a runny nose now and his cheeks were red from the cold. He looked around the place. "Man...this is sort of creepy..." That's when he sensed another power level, and heard something. He dashed past the living room to find...Zerori?? "M-Ms.Zerori?!?" Etoru hasn't seen her in months! This was incredible!
((OOC, I don't know if ya noticed but...2,310...my starting Power level. You were my first thread...Wink wink!))
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2015 4:27:58 GMT
Getting inside wasn’t hard in the least, especially with her strength and powers but upon getting inside was annoying since she didn’t want to break the door more than it already was. When she was satisfied that the door was back on it’s hinges to her satisfaction (helped along by some precision melting of the stones) she turned to look at the insides of the home.
It was covered in dust with a stone fireplace and many pots and pans. Some cleaning supplied were laid around forgotten while chairs seemed turned over and broken. Was there a battle here before it was abandoned? As she took a few more steps inside, standing next to the table, the sound of a door opening could be heard near the back of the house. Her body lowered into a stance as she waited for the new occupants to show themselves.
Running in, shivering all over was the boy Etoru. She gasped at his attire and his state of health before giving a chuckle at his exclamation, “Damn, kid, you look like a popsiscle!” She laughed at him as she walked over, “What are doin’ here? Let me guess; training?” The amusement that tinged her voice was a change from the negative thoughts she suffered through earlier. She looked back after he might answer and pointed to a cot on the floor, “C’mon, lay down,” She waved him over to it and, in a moment, raised her hand to swipe at the air. Using the force of her power, she dispatched the dust so that he wouldn’t get even more sick from the filth.
When she was finished, she grabbed a chair that seemed half decent and arranged it so she was sitting backwards on it towards the boy, “It ain’t everyday we meet in a dirty house at the foot of a mountain,” She smirked, “That being said… Have you heard the rumors about this place?”
She awaited his response, glancing at various places at the shack in the dimly lit place (thanks to the luminous snow outside the windows) and noticed with disgust that there was a skeleton lain on a bed in the corner. If they died sleeping then… this must have been their home. I’d rather not stay with the dead…
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Post by Etoru on Oct 25, 2015 17:12:00 GMT
Etoru held his arms shivering like a mad man! He stared at Zerori being both confused and happy to see her. What was she doing all the way out here anyways? Then again what WAS HE doing all the way out here. Zerori seemed concerned at first noticing her gasping at his current state. She then laughed and claimed he looked like a popsicle. "D-d-d-do I r-r-really??" He shook his tail to get some snow off it. "I-I-I'm SO C-C-COLD!" He shut his eyes tightly and tensed up even more. Etoru smiled a bit when she guessed what he was doing here. "Y-y-yeah..." He saw the cot and was about to lay down before Zerori blew the dust away from it causing Etoru too cough. Etoru lied down and curled up shivering, his teeth clicking rapidly as well. Etoru giggled when she said it's not everyday they meet in a dirty house at the foot of a mountain. But he was confused about something she said about rumors? "Um...n-n-n-no...a-a--are the r-r-rumors the h-h-hellish t-t-t-t-t-training y-you p-p-promised...?" Etoru said shivering. He blinked blankly at the thought of that. Etoru felt as if that was just some little joke and this was a test and she was following him. THAT HAD TO BE IT! SHE KNEW HE CAME HERE FOR TRAINING! Of course! It was so obvious! Etoru followed Zerori's eyes to see where she was looking at and slowly met his eyes with the skeleton. His eyes widened and he being the scaredy cat Etoru is, he jumped up screaming. Etoru jumped and floated behind Zerori screaming. "S-S-S-S-SKELETON!!! KILL IT! K-K-KILL IT!!!" He yelled in fear, although the shivering made him sound a lot more sillier. Then he thought about killing the undead. He blinked blankly. "Wait...can you kill something that's already dead..." Suddenly his eyes widened. He began screaming again and clinged to Zerori. "EEP! WE CAN'T KILL IT!!! WE'RE GONNA DIE! I DON'T WANNA BECOME A SKELETON!"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2015 19:12:51 GMT
Hellish training?... O-OH! Zerori thought with surprise. I totally forgot about training him since we met at the beach. Well, She tilted her head at him in amusement as a skit popped up in her head, “Oh no, but not that you’ve reminded me of that hellish training I promised you – I’m going to take you with me!” Finishing with a grin in his direction, she raised her hand to snap at the fireplace and ignite a fire. They would leave sooner rather than later but Etoru’s health was top priority at the moment.
With a yelp herself at Etoru’s scream, she looked around frantically to see what eh was talking about with a hand up and ignited in flames, “What?!” When her eyes landed on the skeleton that she’d just seen, her face fell into a dry expression before she looked back at him. Should I tell him it’s not gonna get up? As he clung to her, Zerori toying with the thought of making the skeleton move, she shook her head and decided to calm him down, “Etoru, it ain’t gonna kill us…” She mentioned dryly before grasping him and lifting him up in front of her, “The dead don’t come back!” She assured him even if she didn’t exactly believe it since Jarvis’ return.
She moved him over to the cot, “C’mon, sit down. I need to prepare you for this since you’ve reminded me of our training,” She sat back down and looked at him in the light of the fire, snapping her fingers to ignite them and look at it, “So this mountain is cursed, right? Women, namely me, aren’t allowed to step foot on it. Why?” She shrugged, “I couldn’t give a damn why but I do know that a terrible storm will rage until they are removed or leave.” Looking at him with a sidelong glance, “Wanna know something else? This storm freezes fire!”
Letting it sink into his head, she finished her point, “I’m going to train here to make my fires even stronger! That said, I’ll train you as well since I’ll be at a disadvantage, so I most likely won’t kill you,” She hoped that saying that with a smile would assure him that she really wouldn’t kill him. “So, if you’re down for it, get some rest because we’re leaving in the morning.”
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Post by Etoru on Oct 26, 2015 22:21:53 GMT
Etoru frowned when he reminded Zerori about that hellish training she promised and realized that she did not know anything about him coming here to train, nor did she plan this as a joke and followed him here. He pouted and made a whining noise as he slumped his arms. The pint sized saiyan felt a pit in his stomach. "D-do I...have...to...?" Etoru murmured out. Truth be told, he wanted this training without a doubt! He'd do anything for it! He wanted to get stronger! But on the other side, he was scared out of his mind. Etoru was too young to die! So he decided to TRY and chicken out.
When he was clinging to Zerori however, she had a dull expression on her face. She did not look amused what so ever. Suddenly, he felt too arms grab him. The next thing he knew, he was held in front of Zerori dangling his legs. He blinked blankly at her. "They don't...so zombies, vampires, witches, ghosts, and all those scary monsters...aren't real?" Etoru said confused. She plopped him back down on the cot. Etoru sat down and listened to her with blank eyes. This story was interesting! When she said woman couldn't stay her, including her(obviously) Etoru wondered what she was doing here. Why would you go into a place that causes an enormous storm. He soon found out her reason and blinked blankly. Etoru grinned when she said she most likely won't kill him. Etoru was suppressing his power to when they first met. He was going to surprise her tomorrow morning and beat her down! YEAH! This was going to be awesome! "OKAY MS.ZERORI! I WON'T DISAPPOINT! I PROMISE! NIGHT!" And with that being said in a super excited tone, Etoru plopped down onto his face making fake sleeping sounds. This continued on for about 5 minutes before he really did fall asleep.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 27, 2015 21:01:34 GMT
She could hear the amount of fear Etoru had in his voice when she brought up taking him with her; she almost felt bad for the idea but looking at him and how much he changed… well, maybe it wasn’t such a good idea after all.
A visage of Ari flashed in the forefront of her mind and her jaw visibly tightened. He wasn’t her. He wasn’t anything like her. Not only that, he was more like Zerori in that he was a saiyan. Boy saiyans tend to adapt to dangerous levels of pain and damage… as long as I don’t kill him… Through her rationalizing, she didn’t realize that he asked her a question and she grinned at him, “Nah. If that stuff was real then it wouldn’t be you hiding under the covers!” She hoped he take her light heartened confession as a joke; she really didn’t feel like validation a fear to a child!
With an excitement that even made her enthusiasm pale in comparison, she watched him as he plopped down and started to snore loudly. She scoffed in amusement, simply watching him from the chair as he pretend to sleep. For a few minutes, she could tell he was still faking it until the sounds of softer snores could be heard and finally… his breathing evened out. Finally… Getting up from the chair quietly, she walked around the dusty and dirty home. Everything from the coals that were stored in bags to the wood that were stacked was aged and useless. Upon entering another room which she guessed was the kitchen, many shattered plates and bowls were on the floor.
It wasn’t what she was looking for, however. Walking further towards a hall, she opened a door to what seemed like a closet. A cursory glance later and she found it; a blanket that was hardly dust covered at all. It must have been undisturbed for centuries… When she made to pick it up, however, it crumbled in her hands. “Damn…” She hissed, wagging her hand to be rid of the soot before walking back to the living room. When she had Etoru in sight, she raised her hand to the metal arm accessory she had and pressed into it. It glowed slightly blue before blinking green and in a silent shimmer of light, a very clean and sparse blanket could be seen in Zerori’s hand folded neatly.
Memory Materialization; she’d taken the opportunity to store a few things inside of it for such occasions. Walking back over to the boy, she set it up over him to keep him warm as he slept. The building had no insulation and if she wanted him at his best – he couldn’t get sick here.
Getting back into her chair, she placed her arms in front of her on the top of it and laid her face against it as she continued to watch him. Memories of Ari seemed to never ending scroll through her mind as she thought about what kind of life Etoru would have before he would grown into a man. She never was mother-like material but the idea that kids existed in such dangerous environments, surviving everyday on their own…
She closed her eyes, grogginess starting to take over as her mind started to slow to a halt. No blanket was needed to keep her from sleep; the cold never really bothered her anyway…
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Post by Etoru on Oct 29, 2015 0:04:09 GMT
The sun beamed out onto Etoru's face. He closed his eyes more tightly and groaned in annoyance and rolled trying to cover his face with the blanket. He was about to fall back asleep when he realized that he HAD A BLANKET. Etoru blinked blankly before sitting upright and looked at the clean sheets. "But where did...how...?" He was confused on two things. One, where did he get the blanket from, and two, why was it so clean. It looked good as new, unlike everything else in this dirty old shack. He turned his head to Zerori seeing her asleep. He decided to take this opportunity to get outside and train early to impress her!
Etoru quietly moved the covers off him and stood up stretching. He pulled his tiny little arms back and grunted a bit when he returned to a normal posture. Etoru began to tip toe towards the door. When he opened it, a bunch of snow fell down in front of Etoru. A cold rush of wind wrapped itself around the pint sized Saiyan. He shivered before floating outside. "Well the storm seemed to stop..." Etoru said to himself. He began throwing punches and kicks but kept his power still suppressed to 2,310 so he can save it for when he and Zerori sparred. He assumed she would be shocked, happy, and impressed. Plus it would be kinda funny to just randomly power up and beat her down!
(OOC, if Zerori wasn't sleeping then just let me edit? I just didn't know how to put it in words for IF she was.)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 29, 2015 20:35:38 GMT
She could feel the heat on her back before opening her eyes; vaguely, she heard the soft sound of snow outside falling from a tree. Everything sounded so peaceful… so quiet. For a few moments, she just enjoyed it. When a chill rushed over her back, she shuddered and groaned in annoyance. Great, now I’m awake… With a loud yawn and stretch that popped a few sections of her back from the way she slept, she searched the room for the boy. Seeing the blanket and no body made her scoff with a laugh, “Figures.” She walked to the blanket and grabbed it before pulling it up to the Memory Materializer; with a flash it faded into bits of ephemeral data before disappearing inside the node. With a beep, it flashed green before fading to it’s black background.
Looking around the house, she popped her neck with half asleep expression, mumbling, “Where’d he go…?” She walked around the bedding, her face pulled to the window as she passed it and towards the door. When she was met with snow right outside of the doorway, she raised a brow curiously. “Silly boy…” She peeked around the corner to find the Etoru apparently training early in the morning. For a few seconds, she just enjoyed the show of him fighting invisible opponents.
A curious thought came to her then and she reached into her satchel at her side. Pulling her scouter onto her face, she pressed the button in and narrowed her eyes on the number it came up with. 2,310?...That can’t be right, hasn’t he gotten stronger? Tapping her lip in thought, she realized that he might be suppressing his power. I can’t make that assumption, though. It could kill him and that’s definitely NOT the point of this training. Taking the scouter off and placing it back into her satchel, she decided to come out.
Silently, she took a step back and looked back at him to see that he was still training before she dashed forward and dove over the snow into a roll into the snow. Hopefully caught off, she’d grin at the boy before throwing a snow ball she’d gathered in her hand. “MORNIN’ BOY!” Whether or not the ball hit her target, or whatever damage it caused, she’d stand with a hearty laugh before walking over to him. “Tryin’ to warm up before we freeze to death?”
((You did fine! It was definitely what I was goin' for.))
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Post by Etoru on Oct 30, 2015 2:41:44 GMT
As Etoru was shadow boxing, a snow ball hit the side of his head. He had a dull face before looking at Zerori. "Reaaallly........" Etoru whined. Etoru kept trying to hold a straight face, but he couldn't help but let a grin slip loose before he himself picked up a snowball and threw it back at Zerori. Whether it hit or not, he'd giggle before yelling happily. "OKAY MS.ZERORI!!! I'M READY TO TRAIN!" Etoru slipped into a fighting stance, but keeping his power the same. He stared at her intently for a few moments before grinning mischeviously. Etoru was planning on attacking her whether or not she wanted to train at this moment or not.
After a few moments of him trying to get her to think 2,310 was his true power by not powering up at all he'd grin. "But fiiirsttt...I can't hold back on you Ms.Zerori! So...!" Etoru put his fists to his waists. His hair slowly began to rise as his power slowly began to rise. The snow began rising as well, and suddenly he let out a roar as a white aura engulfed him. This caused a bunch of snow to skid everywhere, and the area to shake intensly. The shaking was more of the mountain dropping snow from the power he was exerting. All of a sudden his power shot up too 397,288. He grinned at Zerori. Etoru wondered if she was shocked or not, but whether or not she was distracted by seeing how much he's grown, Etoru would kick off towards throwing a side ways kick to her arm. If it connected, she'd be knocked back by the force and skid against the snow.
[TP Used.]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2015 7:35:49 GMT
From her place in the snow, Zerori snickered at the whine Etoru gave before they were engaged in an impromptu snowball fight. She let the ball hit her, only turning her head to the side as it shattered into flakes across her face. The coolness was a refreshing change and she shook her head of the remnants before Etoru’s cry caught her ears. Something about him, his enthusiasm or charisma, was infectious and Zerori found herself clenching her own fists as her blood boiled with excitement.
Getting into her own stance, Zerori waved at him to come, “Fine, but just a warm up!” At attention and waiting while lowered, the saiyaness waited for her charge to… well, charge! However, it wasn’t until moments passed that she blinked at him. I’m not going first…
Etoru seemed to slyly express something then and she narrowed her eyes, “Hold back-WHAT?!” She gasped, yelling in surprise as his hair started to rise and the snow around him started to pick up and levitate in the air. With a roar, an aura engulfed him and Zerori had to close her eyes momentarily from the brightness. When she looked back at him, occasionally looking around to see what else was affected, her expression showed wonder and worry at the same “How did you get this much power?” She whispered to more to herself than as an actual question to him.
Before she could present an actual question to him, he was nearly in front of her and she clenched her teeth. On instinct, her power flared about her but before she could transform the kick impacted against her arm as her hair was only half dyed silver. From the sheer strength of the power, she was thrown back into the snow and grinded against the ice where she smashed her back into a tree. The pain of it wasn’t so terrible but the surprise was enough to still her. For a moment or two she didn’t move from her position in the snow, some of it melting around her as she simply stared at the boy. Her hair laid back down into it’s darker roots, and her eyes faded back to their blue. He… he’s improved so much…
Without caring if he was worried about her, she held the bark of the tree and pulled herself up into a standing posture. On her face, gone was the worried expression or surprised visage. Replaced with a sardonic grin that would have made most men sweat and anyone in her line of sight fearful. “AMAZING! This is the power that I was hoping you’d have, Etoru!” She stalked towards him as she continued, “We’re going to make this training the most hellish experience! The power you have, I’ll make you an amazing warrior!” So caught up in her zealotry she didn’t think about her words and what effect they would have on the boy. Instead, she reached for him and made to hold him in the air by his shirt with both hands. “Are you truly ready for this Etoru?!”
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Post by Etoru on Oct 31, 2015 15:13:53 GMT
As Etoru kicked her, he noticed her hair turn silver which made Etoru gulp. I-Is she...holding b-b-back too... Etoru thought fearfully. Etoru realized the sheer force of his attack sent her skidding against the snow and she hit the tree bark. She didn't even move to get up. Hell Etoru assumed she was mad, the snow began to melt around her. He had his hands on his mouth as if he was a child that done something wrong. "M-Ms.Zerori?? A-are....you okay...?"What was she doing? She wasn't getting up, nor was she really moving. Etoru noticed her silver hair go back to it's original black and Etoru continued to stare at her a bit fearfully now. From his perspective, her hair covered her eyes and made her look a bit sadistic. Etoru noticed she was looking at him, but why? She looked pretty angry in Etoru's eyes. Suddenly, she gripped the tree bark and pulled her self up. Etoru noticed the sardonic grin planted on her face, and her eyes were locked on Etoru. Etoru whimpered a bit and took a baby step back. When she complimented him, he didn't seem to lose that fear he had because of her attitude towards him right now. "I-It w-w-was...?" He murmured. When she claimed to make it the most hellish experience Etoru gulped. "Y-y-y-y-you a-are..." Suddenly, he was gripped by his shirt and lifted into the air. He was shaking fast, but from the weather outside, it could have just looked like that. "I-I-I d-d-don't know...?" Suddenly, Etoru wished he was weaker. His feet dangled from how she held him and he had a worried look in his eyes. Etoru decided to find a way out of training. He pretended to cough, although it was pretty obvious he was faking it. "Cough...Cough cough? Oh no...um...I am uh...sick now. Can't train! Now uh! Um...! Cough? Sneeze! Bless you! Oh. Wait..." Etoru whined a bit and let out a bit of a pout.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2015 20:52:49 GMT
It amused her that he thought she was hurt; she was but the bruise on her arm was hardly anything to be worried about. It would fade like the rest of her wounds. No, she was focused on him and him alone and this new power he was holding back. He was obviously fearful of her wrath after surprising her like he did and Zerori had to admit that it irritated her. In her grasp, Etoru seemed to have second thoughts after hearing that she would make this experience truly hellish. Pretending to have an ache or being sick – that was a trick she’d seen used far too often, And a little more convincing, too.
As excited as she was, it would behoove her to calm down and so, she would… The saiyaness gave the boy a soft expression, “Sick, huh?” She asked, pretending to buy into his lure, “I told you that you’d get sick in this cold weather.” Slowly, she would start to put him down but just inches before his feet would touch the ground she’d pause. “You’ve been a bad boy, Etoru.” She said suddenly, most likely catching him off guard, and smirked with wicked intent in mind, “Pullin’ the wool over my eyes is cause for-!” With a massive toss towards the higher elevation of the mountain, she flung him into the calm winds of Frappe as she finished, “-PUNISHMENT!”
After the toss, if he didn’t find some way out of her grip, she laughed at her display before declaring to him, “This is where our training begins!” Before stepping into a jump after him and disappearing into the suddenly churning winds and snow of a storm. The blizzard took mere seconds to reach it’s most powerful winds and biting cold, even Zerori had difficulty moving the forces. Arm over her face to try and block out most of the cutting ice in her eyes, she yelled in the force of the wind, “Etoru! Hey, kid, c’mon we gotta stick together for this part-Ghlk!” Cut off of her own sentence, she was choked on the ice invading her lungs and nearly choking her.
It’s so cold… Damn it, Etoru; I hope I didn’t kill you! She tried to fire up her energy around her, at the very least to protect her throat from the cold to yell more, but as flames sparked to ignite they would dissipate out just as quickly and leave her even colder. She remembered, Fire. The storm… freezes fire! Arm wrapped around her, she looked around frantically, “ETORU!”
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Post by Etoru on Nov 1, 2015 3:03:36 GMT
Etoru looked at her a bit fearfully. He gulped hoping she'd buy his excuse. And so, she did. Well, at least HE THOUGHT she did. "Y-yeah...should of um...wore long sleeves huh..." He replied to her as she said he was gonna get sick in this cold weather. Etoru felt at ease with her soft expression. The kid was just relieved he didn't have to go through this hellish training. That was too close. As she lowered him, Etoru sighed in relief. But just as he was about to touch the floor, she paused. "W-w-w-whaa...??" Etoru began to squirm wildly, but had no use escaping her grip. "No no no no no no! I didn't mean to! Ms.Zerorriiiii!!!" Etoru said panicking. "Is this how having a mommy feels like?!" Etoru said as he never really remembered his mother. She was taken away from him at a very young age unfortunately.
Zerori began to cock her arm back. "EEeeeeep..." Suddenly she launched him into the storm. Etoru screamed and tried to push back towards her but she just threw him to hard and he couldn't fly back. Etoru soared straight into the storm. When he did stop, the storm was too powerful to fight against. Etoru grit his teeth as he tried to push through the storm. He let out a cry of agony and was swept away from the wind crashing into the side of the mountain. The snow covered him and he began freezing completely. Etoru let out a burst of energy sending the snow away from him. That resulted into the mountain shaking causing boulders to fall towards him. Etoru blasted on and punched the other, but one hit him in the back. Etoru flew away and around it and panted. His arms were bleeding from the intense freezing wind peircing his skin.
Etoru's eyes felt heavy. He covered his face with his forearm and slowly descended feeling weak. "M-Ms.Zerori..." Etoru suddenly began having a vision of the vision he had when he was unconscious on the lookout after his battle with Jarvis. All of his friends laughing at him or feeling ashamed at his failure. He wasn't going to fail again! NO! He didn't want to rely on others to be safe...! H-he couldn't keep living like this! HE REFUSED TOO! All of a sudden a golden aura engulfed Etoru. His hair flashed golden and his eyes changed to teal. An orb went around him before he let it burst out to get the wind away from him. Etoru let out a roar as all of his power was exerted. For a few seconds, the storm stopped. It was still for those moments, silent. Etoru couldn't hold the storm and his form for over 5 seconds before his hair changed to his normal state and the wind and snow took over again. The pint sized Saiyan soon fell unconscious and crashed down into a frozen lake, breaking through it and now sinking to the bottom.
(Almost went super saiyan//Crashed into frozen lake//Etoru is out cold.)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2015 10:34:20 GMT
Step by painful step she took, one eye hardly open against the gale force winds that burned at her skin. Every few seconds, she would try to expand some of her fire around her like a barrier against the cold. It would fail every time, however and she’d wince from the pain in her hands as they started to freeze over. Glancing at them would show that her fingers were starting to tinge a dark purple, Frostbite, shit… Looking back up, she cupped her hands around her face before she yelled once more, “Etoru! Gods… damn it, what the fuck was I thinking?!” She snarled at her own stupidity, unable to get any purchase on snow enough to gain any further distance between where she was and where she threw him.
Just as she was about to bring out her scouter with the hope that it wouldn’t hold long enough to track the saiyan hybrid boy when a burst energy from above her caught the saiyaness’ attention. Snow and wind halted precious seconds as she looked up at the beacon of light. It was the boy! “Etoru!” She cried, throwing her arm to the side and leaning down in preparation to jump after him. In the brightness of the snow, she could almost swear that she saw him transform into a super saiyan. He’s too young! She noted to herself in a panic and jumped high into the air towards his body. Just before she could reach him however, it felt as though a avenging gust of ice cut through her abs and across the small of her back at the same time.
“Augh!” The blood that seeped out from the ice was instantly frozen and she held her stomach as gravity took her body and grounded her painfully. Smashing against the snow she couldn’t even feel the large pillowing pile cover her until she tried to open her eyes, seeing only darkness with just a shred of light. Light enough to see the body of a boy fall to the ground. No, Etoru… Her mind was starting to shut down, hypothermia starting to take root. I did this… This is… my fault. As her eyes started to close mind fall into unconsciousness, she could just barely hear a voice out of nowhere.
It was soft at first, like a whisper from a distance. Then slightly louder, like they were next to her.
What is that…?
...ri… Ze…
Who is it?
...rori!...
What?
Zerori!
Blue eyes snapped open and with a loud cry, the saiyaness buried in the snow let out an agonized roar, dirt and snow and ice melting under the massive pressure of her power. I won’t let him die like Ari because of me! Bared from the wind and icy death, Zerori’s body was completely enshrouded in fire as she looked towards where she saw the boy fall and shot from the ground into the air towards him. She couldn’t see his body but the massive hole in the ice was all the knowledge she needed to know he’d fallen in. “AUGH!” Bulleting into the frigid waters, she sunk into its depths until her hands found a solid form in the water. Here he is! She pulled at his body, a single boot pushing down and forming a floor to jump up to the surface with. Four steps, streaming through the water with the boy in her arms, both bodies crashed through the surface of the ice and back into the storms.
She had seconds to find shelter. Close to her chest, she embraced him there before jumping from the air and clenching a singular fist. When she impacted against the ground her arm pistoned forward to smash into the snow. As it burst apart into the air and sudden invisible force would start to mold around them and encase them into a rock-like structure, domed and holding against the winds. Her body a figure of flame and heat, yet not harming the boy in her arms, the light would reflect off of the ice and rock before her body would start to dim. Lower and lower the intensity of her flames would recede before they finally flickered out and left her a glowing light-red figure, the details starting to come back to acknowledgement.
Blue eyes were tired yet remained open, staring at the boy as he laid barely breathing since crashing through the ice and waters. As she watched, him regret painful clear on her face, she’d push as much energy as she could to consistently warm him.
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