Queen Habana
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Post by Queen Habana on Nov 13, 2015 2:46:54 GMT
The training chambers on the Imperator were like nothing Habana was used to, her original exposure to gravity chambers and other large scale training areas was of course what existed back home on Vegeta, her mother had allowed her some access to such devices when she was younger and then years later as an adult she found herself with access to similar chambers again, those time however it was on Natto's ship. Habana growled ti herself at the thought of the traitor her anger briefly causing a spark of gold to flare through her aura her hair pulsing to life before falling once again as Habana wrestled to keep her anger under control. The scale of the Imperator's chambers was a bit larger than the other ship and quite a bit more care seemed to be put into the design, likely because of who the ship was designed for, the Queen of the entire Saiyan Empire.
Once they had departed Earth Habana had taken a bit of time to rest, to allow herself a chance to actually power down and relax before launching herself rather swiftly back into training, while he body was aching from how much she had put into her fight with Maeve she could not allow herself too much relaxation time, she had a personal mission to prepare herself for and the task of getting herself in the sort of shape capable of taking down Natto would require even more effort than she had been putting into her training before now. Before the trip to Earth genuinely competing with Natto had been little more than a dream, a hope, something to aspire to even if it felt entirely unattainable.
But Earth had changed things significantly, now not only had it shifted from a vague desire to compete with the younger saiyan into a goal that was perhaps not so out of her reach as it had once been because not only did his betrayal have her more than willing to hunt him down but her fight with Maeve and her rage over the others betraying the Empire had unlocked something within Habana that she had never dreamed of achieving. The power of a super saiyan.
Initiating the transformation after the battle was actually surprisingly easy, focusing on the things that angered her most brought the power to the surface in an instant, often Habana actually had trouble keeping herself from unleashing the power around the ship whenever her mind would wander to the subject of her former allies, or when she heard whispers of the others speaking of the traitors. As well the issues with controlling the transformation and the damage done to her clothes on Earth required Habana to start wearing the standard saiyan armor, the issue of her lack of full control over her super saiyan transformation was also apart of the reason Habana was making use of the training facilities as they were the safest place to exercise her power and to learn to control it.
Flexign her hand Habana let her mind drift back to the traitors, the effect of which rather swiftly began her transformation again, her aura ignited as her muscles bulged and her hair, no longer restricted by the bindings flared out wildly transforming into spiked golden mane. “Time to get back to work..” Habana said to herself tapping the control panel for the chamber to bring it online and up to thirty times gravity, she had learned to handle up to twenty on Natto's ship and since boarding the Imperator she had progressed through those levels again to get used to training while transformed, now however it was time to progress to the next level.
[Base PL: 144,040, Super Saiyan PL:1,584,440]
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Zucceta
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Post by Zucceta on Nov 14, 2015 8:37:40 GMT
THE AGE OF SUPER SAIYANS?
"Ma'am, you need to rest, your body isn't ready-"
One cold glance from the queen is enough to silence Ochus. He gulps, before sighing. "At least let me get you a crutch, my queen."
She stares at him for an extended moment, before glancing down to her feet. Her legs, while not broken, were extremely weakened from her loss on Earth. She sniffs.
She nods.
The one-armed soldier pushes her way through the ship, her every step an effort. She did not wear her royal armour, but her original set, the one without the royal symbol or formal cape, instead adorned with the scars of one thousand hellish battles fought all across the galaxy's face. Every soldier she passes, saiyan or otherwise, nods in deep respect. She may have lost, and they may been defeated, but in the eyes of her followers it was just a setback. How could she have known that the Earth had the power to rival multiple super saiyans?
Only, really, she had known. She had met the "first" Super Saiyan. She had heard when the Earth chewed him up. She had hoped it would have chewed her up, too. It hadn't; or, at least, it had spat her back out. Maybe the taste was too bitter.
So she was still alive. What now?
The traitors were out there, somewhere. Maybe they were still on Earth. Maybe they were heading back to Vegeta. Maybe they'd meet her there, and it'd all come to a head. Natto's ascension hadn't gone unnoticed, and his AWOL was a set-back, if not entirely unexpected. After all, the guy had lost his shit at Icarus's revelation as a Tuffle. He was mentally unstable, that much was clear.
Icarus. A surge of regret echoes through Zucceta's body. The scientist was dead. It was a shame. The queen had grown to like him, despite his incessant rambling and occasional superior discourse. He had been loyal to the last second, even when throwing himself in front of Zucceta's blast, a blast that hadn't been meant to kill the girl, anyway.
That damn Kaula. Zucceta had trusted her as a leader of her people. Then again, nobody had given Zucceta the memo that, maybe, just maybe, putting a teenager in a high-ranking position wasn't the smartest move to take. If Kaula had been on her side back on Earth, the whole thing could have gone a different way...
Maybe the way it had gone down was for the best.
For the first time in over a year, maybe even in her life, Zucceta had felt like a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. Lady Death had failed, and maybe someone else could finally be born in her place.
She stops in the hallway and touches her belly. Her remaining hand curls into a tight white ball, before she exhales and keeps moving, the crutch rapping on the floor like a determined drumbeat.
She moves past the gravity training room, and notices that it is engaged, red light flooding out from beneath the door. She arches an eyebrow. Somebody was dedicated. Intrigued, she punches in her command number into the keypad next to the door and enters the acclimatization chamber. The door behind her closes, and the queen feels the sudden weight of thirty-times terran gravity wash over her. While she had long mastered this level, the gravity is still uncomfortable in her damaged state, but she was intrigued. The only person who she thinks could be in there right now was...
Habana.
But what did she have to prove? She'd only recently unlocked the Super Saiyan transformation. Maybe that was it - maybe she wanted to make full use of the transformation.
The door into the chamber hisses open, and the queen smiles, her suspicion confirmed. She limps in, her crutch echoing, falling harder due to the increased gravity. "My friend."
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Queen Habana
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Post by Queen Habana on Nov 16, 2015 9:24:23 GMT
Rolling her shoulders Habana gave herself a few moments just to enjoy the transformation, while the form brought on a whole slew of emotion and almost uncontrollable drive to seek out an adequate opponent to test herself against she found it strangely easy to just stand and soak in the power that the form brought on, as if just feeling the vast difference between what she had once been and what she was now was just enough to sate the drive to fight that it brought on. Simply standing around enjoying the form however could only do so for so long a few moments into it and Habana could feel herself becoming a bit jittery her body almost unconsciously seeking to move, to seek an opponent, to start training, to do ANYTHING if only just to start really expending the new power flooding her form.
This was where Habana wanted to begin, she had only been vaguely aware of how out of control she was getting while utilizing this form initially but the more she tested her power the more clear it became that not all of her actions were entirely as controlled as she generally liked, often it came out in the form of simply putting out too much power while preforming an attack but the most noticeable and troubling was of course the jitteryness that came with attempting to remain still. For now she wanted to start work on trying to get a handle on that, it was far too dangerous to have her own body acting on pure instinct, the natural saiyan drive to fight and crush the opposition. What if she lashed out at an ally? An ally with far less power than her would be in rather dire straits, especially if paired with her new difficulty in regulating her power output.
Taking a few calming breaths Habana clenched her fists a few times looking to relieve the building stress of being still, moments passed as Habana simply stood there correcting herself ever few moments as a few brief twitches of uncontrolled movement broke through her attempts to restrain herself. A hiss from behind however broke Habana's focus, her body snapped to attention shifting around instantly to face what for a split second she believed might be an enemy before realizing just how impossible it was, her eyes briefly sharpening with intensity as she locked onto the new arrival only to find it to be a familiar face, one that allowed her to quickly compose herself, Zucceta.
Habana grinned seeing her friend up and on her feet, or at least relatively so as the queen limped forward assisted by a crutch, it was quite surreal to see Zucceta in such a damaged state, she had always been so powerful and seemingly indestructible but the forces of Earth proved that even the might of a super saiyan merged with the ferocity of an oozaru did not make Zucceta indestructible. “Zucceta, you're looking better...ish” Habana said a half grin, truthfully anything was likely better than the state she had been in when they had first returned to the Imperator, there was a rather high likelihood that Zucceta was not supposed to be up and about let alone in an active gravity chamber but ultimately there wasn't much Habana could do, no doubt Zucceta had been told as much, repeating it would do nothing.
“Hope you don't mind me borrowing your gravity chamber but it's pretty much the only safe place for me to go gold” Habana said with a shrug, she doubted Zucc would mind the use of the chamber, the only reason she had not asked was mostly to let Zucceta have more time to heal, time Zucceta herself was clearly not interested in taking.
[Base PL: 144,040, Super Saiyan PL:1,584,440]
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Zucceta
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Post by Zucceta on Nov 17, 2015 4:48:40 GMT
The battered warrior queen eyes her super saiyan friend with a slight smile, a gleam in her punch-swollen eyes. "I look like an Oozaru chewed me up and digested me, honestly." Her smile extends into a grin, but with a wince; even that hurts. "But, oddly, I've never been happier."
Indeed, something strange was happening in the mental landscape of the queen of all saiyans. She had poured all of her fury into her assault on Earth, and been repulsed, and for some reason she had been relieved. It was if her own nihlism had been destroyed. She no longer felt the urge to move under the title of Death. The name, Lady Death, no longer held any value for her; it was an unnecessary sentiment to remind her of the necessity of revenge, a revenge that hadn't manifested and could never manifest. The title had been meant for the ministry who had stripped her of her lover, child-to-be and squad, but Vennel had stolen that destiny.
"Sure, its fine to use by any of my soldiers--provided I'm not using at it at a level that will crush you, you can use it whenever," the queen nods.
Zucceta watches her friend train for a while, noticing something in her movements. "You're scared to utilise your new power because of your emotions." It wasn't a question when coming from the queen's lips, but a fact. She, too, had been a little nervous about the power, although she hadn't had much need for restraint before she had learned to master the form emotionally and physically.
The queen sniffs. "But you'll never get good with the form if you hold back... so."
She tenses, and her body is an agony; she grinds her teeth and moves through the pain, like her twenty-eight years of experience had taught her. Her body explodes in a golden maelstrom and her eyes surge with an oceanic intensity. She holds up her crutch and aims it at Habana's head.
"Try to hit me," she pants, slightly breathlessly. "It should be easy, given my condition, eh?"
But, maybe something in her voice gave away that it wouldn't be that easy.
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Queen Habana
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Post by Queen Habana on Nov 17, 2015 9:17:56 GMT
Habana raised an eyebrow as Zucceta stated she had never been happier than she was now in spite of the multitudes of reasons for her to feel otherwise, noting about the invasion had, from what Habana knew of Zucceta's intentions, gone her way outside of perhaps the wide scale destruction of many of Earth's cities, but ultimately if something positive such as this had come from the Invasion perhaps it was not entirely a loss. Habana had gotten everything she had been looking for out of the invasion without it even being succesful so perhaps Zucceta's joy was born from a new goal, the goal of surpassing the warriors of Earth who had defeated her, surpassing those stronger than her had always been Habana's own goals and she had found some amount of joy in the drive to push herself towards those goals.
“I wouldn't say -scared-” Habana defended herself in spite of that being more or less the exact reason “I just don't like the idea of not being able to control myself and my power to the same extent I used to, I've never been an expert in ki control but what skills I do have I've always prided myself on being able to execute them exactly how I wanted. Now though everything is out of whack, I get angry and what's supposed to be a normal attack comes out at full power” Habana explained only to have Zucceta explain that merely holding back was not a method of gaining control of the transformation immediately causing a wave of frustration to roll over Habana as she realized all of her work up until now had been more or less useless as her efforts to control the transformation had relied heavily on restricting herself.
Habana stared in confusion and just a bit of awe as Zucceta tensed and then with an explosion of power transformed, Habana could only imagine how painful it likely was to undergo the physical changes that were apart of the super saiyan transformation while being in such an injured state. Watching Zucceta Habana blinked in confusion as Zucceta told her to hit her and then added that doing so -should- be easy however even in her incredibly injured state Zucceta still possessed far more power than Habana, would hitting her actually be easier?
Another worry was of course what might happen if she did successful strike Zucceta, while the Queen was powerful even in this state she was already quite injured a good enough blow might undo any of the healing that she had already received “I'll go out on a limb and guess no amount of me saying 'but Zucc you're already injured' is going to work, is it?” Habana asked already shifting herself to attack Zucceta giving the Queen a chance to call it off, Habana was certainly interested in testing herself against Zucceta but she was far more interested in facing her at a time when the Queen did not need a crutch to move about.
Assuming Zucceta did not change her mind Zucceta would take a breath before launching herself forward closing the distance between them as her fist ignited with golden fire, cocking her arm back Habana would throw a hard right at Zucceta aiming for the Queen's chest, however part-actively and part-subconsciously Habana held back her Kinetic Strike's power not using the full strength of the Kinetic Breaker to attack the injured Queen.
[Base PL: 144,040, Super Saiyan PL:1,584,440]
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Zucceta
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Post by Zucceta on Nov 17, 2015 22:14:20 GMT
[Mastered Super Saiyan: 3,729,240]
The queen chuckles with a wince, the golden aura around her flickering almost menacingly. "You need to master that rage, to use it to your advantage, to encompass it. You can't let it take over; instead, you must own it. Make it your tool!"
The queen sardonically glances at her stump. "I wouldn't ever go out on a limb, if I were you. Its not the most pleasant experience." She smiles. "You're right, of course; this isn't the smartest thing I could be doing. But I'm alive, and so are you, and who knows what the future holds? I'm sure Ochus will force me to get bed rest back home." She pushes herself backwards, standing in a ready position even despite the crutch she was still wielding.
"'mon, comrade!"
When Habana came at Zucceta, she was prepared for the blow; she blows it with the crutch, the Kinetic Strike exploding against the metal stick. The room shakes; the ship vibrates momentarily. One of the guards raises an eyebrow on the deck, before moving to his camera monitors; the queen had left her bed. Of course she had. He groans.
The crutch did not break, in part empowered by the queen's own golden strength, but a dent did appear in its side. Still, if Habana had been using her full strength the walking aid should have broken in half. "You're holding back," the queen muses, before slamming the crutch down on the ground and pivoting upwards.
Her whole body groans with agony in that instant, but she grits her teeth. Work through it, she internally growls, work through it like you've always worked through any pain before.
With the upwards motion she gains some downwards momentum, and she drives one of her knees towards Habana's jaw.
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Queen Habana
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Post by Queen Habana on Nov 24, 2015 11:06:59 GMT
Zucceta's words of encouragement her assertion that Havana needed to master the rage that came with the transformation, to make it hers and wield it as a weapon rang through Habana's mind as she drove her fist at Zucceta only for the blow to me fairly easily defended against with the Queen's crutch, for a moment Habana wondered just how much she was holding back for the crutch to have survived the encounter but a second glance showed that it was not entirely unscathed dented but still usable Zucceta made quick work of proving it to still be functional as the crutch was driven into the ground.
Habana's annoyance with herself for holding back as much as she had was a short lived state of mind as rather quickly her mind was focused on something new, the sharp pain of the Queens knee being driven into her jaw sending Habana flying back through the air. Even in the Queens injured state it was still impossibly difficult to keep track of her movements, perhaps even more so while Habana allowed her attention to be split from Zucceta. Habana shifted herself in the air allowing for a more smooth landing on her own two feet as she recovered from the blow.
“I didn't mean to, I'm just not used to this, having this much power all at once, when I hit my opponent back on Earth I nearly tore her in half with a single punch.” Habana said rolling her shoulders as her memory flashed back to her fight with Maeve, it was particularly because of the way the fight had ended that Habana was even in her current state, worried about once again nearly killing someone without meaning to, Maeve had been her opponent yes but Habana had not wanted the dragon woman to die, it would have been a terrible waste of such power and skill.
“But I guess I don't have the same problem when it comes to you, you're not as fragile as everyone else.” Habana said looking at Zucceta and getting a feel for the Queen's power she was nearly twice as strong as Habana even in her injured state “and I don't think I could survive the humiliation of being beaten unconscious with a crutch” Habana said with a laugh as she shifted back into a fighting stance taking a few breaths to focus herself again. Perhaps she really did not nead to hold back, at least not against someone like Zucceta, and perhaps once she learned how to better control her full power she could relearn how to deliver weaker blows.
But first she would need a moment to regain some strength, but simply standing around was not a particularly fun way to do that, so with that in mind Habana would dash forward at Zucceta closing the distance quickly she would take a few swings at the Queen quick jabs followed by a high right kick aimed at the side of her head, all fairly standard unpowered attacks meant only to give her the time to rebuild her energy to deliver a proper attack without holding back.
[Base PL: 144,040, Super Saiyan PL:1,584,440]
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Post by Zucceta on Dec 26, 2015 8:30:27 GMT
"Me? I'm fragile as a buttercup," the queen sasses, having landed on her feet, wiping a trickle of blood from her lip. Something internally. Probably not good. Whatever. She could rest later. Now she wanted to give her friend a good fight, and she had the capability, even wounded like this.
When the new super saiyan shifts forwards, Zucceta loosens her body and moves and weaves around the jabs, before raising her crutch to defend against the kick. The queen would roll with that final block, aiming her elbow at the back of Habana's neck, a blur of golden motion despite her battle-damage.
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Post by Zerori on Jan 13, 2016 8:35:05 GMT
Quite an amusing scrap!Zucceta 1,408 <-- Word count2,788 <-- PL gains248,616 PL --> 251,404 PL Queen Habana 2,341 <-- Word count2,214 <-- PL gains145,253 PL --> 147,467 PL
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Post by Mayze on Jan 13, 2016 17:03:57 GMT
Hey Zerori , I believe you might have messed up on Habana's gains. Her PL gains should be 5061. And her current PL 150,314 Also, I got Zuccs pl gains at 2534. Which puts her PL to 251,150 I already fixed the PL's.
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Post by Zerori on Jan 13, 2016 20:34:35 GMT
Thank you very much, Mayze! My apologies!
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