Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2014 4:18:12 GMT
Ninjin walked along the path within this deep forest. It had been several days since she had last seen a soul and she had made a camp by a nearby river. The walk she was on was to gather a little lay of the land so she could know what was native and what was not to the area she was in. Stopping beside a felled tree she raised her leg and set her foot upon the trunk. Raising a hand up she ran a hand through her hair to push it out of the way as she walked toward the top of the felled tree. Finding what she was looking for a short time later she smiled as she knelt down and raised her hand.
Closing her eyes she focused her ki into the edge of her hand as she brought it down onto the trunk of the tree smashing through the wood like a knife through butter. With a few more chops she had cut herself some lumber which she carried underneath her right arm. As she walked along she felt a sensne of calm flow over her despite her saiyan blood flowing through her. That constant urge to fight and then once she got into a fight the want to continue the fight til the end was hard to ignore. Hence why she had isolated herself from many. It was common that half breeds such as her where around but there where many who did not struggle as she did. With her identity constantly in flux in her own mind. In a rather gruff yet still sultry voice she talked to herself as she walked back to the camp.
“Such is life… Doing nothing but existing. Where are these looming threats or grand tournaments I remember reading about. All I do is wander from place to place and fight weaklings who are no better than fleas. I have not had a good fight in months, not since I went and challenged that Crane School Dojo. The leader of that small dojo was talented but still could not stand up to me… Maybe I should try to book transport to Vegeta after mother passes and see what I could find there.”
Sighing to herself after she finished talking to herself she walked over to the river and knelt down beside it. Looking at the large pole she had in the water she sighed once again.
“Lousy thing… I swear if there is no fish in the river and I am going to have to eat berries and mushrooms again I may go mental…”
Letting out the rant she flopped backwards onto the ground her arms and legs open as she lay there catching her breath. While she had her eyes closed she reached out to try and find out where the strongest people on the planet where at the time. Though she could never get an exact location on any of them she felt many strong people scattered around the world and the hope she would meet them and fight them made her excited.
Closing her eyes she focused her ki into the edge of her hand as she brought it down onto the trunk of the tree smashing through the wood like a knife through butter. With a few more chops she had cut herself some lumber which she carried underneath her right arm. As she walked along she felt a sensne of calm flow over her despite her saiyan blood flowing through her. That constant urge to fight and then once she got into a fight the want to continue the fight til the end was hard to ignore. Hence why she had isolated herself from many. It was common that half breeds such as her where around but there where many who did not struggle as she did. With her identity constantly in flux in her own mind. In a rather gruff yet still sultry voice she talked to herself as she walked back to the camp.
“Such is life… Doing nothing but existing. Where are these looming threats or grand tournaments I remember reading about. All I do is wander from place to place and fight weaklings who are no better than fleas. I have not had a good fight in months, not since I went and challenged that Crane School Dojo. The leader of that small dojo was talented but still could not stand up to me… Maybe I should try to book transport to Vegeta after mother passes and see what I could find there.”
Sighing to herself after she finished talking to herself she walked over to the river and knelt down beside it. Looking at the large pole she had in the water she sighed once again.
“Lousy thing… I swear if there is no fish in the river and I am going to have to eat berries and mushrooms again I may go mental…”
Letting out the rant she flopped backwards onto the ground her arms and legs open as she lay there catching her breath. While she had her eyes closed she reached out to try and find out where the strongest people on the planet where at the time. Though she could never get an exact location on any of them she felt many strong people scattered around the world and the hope she would meet them and fight them made her excited.