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Post by Zerori on Jan 27, 2016 5:47:38 GMT
[Thread PL: 263,242] EtoruThat fucking idiot! How dare…Damn it, you fucking-! Her mind was all afflux with emotion as she rushed through the air, gliding through it with every jump as her gaze roved over the ground below her. If he’d only just listened to me, then he-! By the gods, I didn’t want this to happen! Aside from the irritated concern on her face, sweat dripped from her temple. After her meeting with the swordswoman, Kaula, she’d checked up on Captain Kringe to hopefully get him the hell out of her ship finally – maybe out of a little concern. However, it wasn’t the captain that greeted her but rushing panic as his crew seemed on alert. She’d wrangled a few to pump information from them and found… to her great horror that he’d somehow escaped. Why he would escape without the assistance without anyone to help him (inured as he was) was beyond her understanding. She’d left, commanding them to start the ship and proceed to the coordinates she’d indicated. Leaving the ship, she’d waited until it had lifted up completely before she tore from the snow and ice in a violent explosion. She’d taken to the air and was scouring the ground from above to catch tracks – he couldn’t fly being so injured. And so in the span of an hour, because she had no idea when he’d escaped, she’d tracked what he’d left behind to the familiar forest of Fukorou, still… somewhat blackened from her burning rage against Bing Gan. Swallowing the shame she felt at destroying something she’d actually come to enjoy when she’d first arrived here, she let go of air pocket below her to fall down to the forest floor. Biting her lip, she’d tried to catch the scent of blood in the air to find him. After a few sniffs, she’d scoffed, “It’s damn near everywhere… What the fuck did he do - dance all the way to West City?” It was bad enough that he was damn near almost dead on a broken fucking ankle…
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Post by Etoru on Jan 27, 2016 14:00:28 GMT
[Pl 180,068] [Ki Suppression on] [Current PL:90,000]
Etoru was in Fukurou Forest. His reasons for being there? Well, he came to finally start training again. Like he used to. While it was true he didn't enjoy it as much as he used to after...well the incident, something triggered him to start training again. A Namekian by the name of Lusca told the child to harness his power instead of hate it and letting the past dwell on him. Move forward. Etoru knew she was right, and he was getting back into the fighting spirit! He spent all day training there happily, and was still full of so much energy. However, he decided to take a break for his own good. The Hybrid sat beside a tree and slowly closed his eyes drifting off to sleep. Then he sensed a powerful presence. It seemed sinister as well. Etoru opened his eyes, waking up immediately. The child hopped to his feet and hid behind a tree not wanting to encounter this power. Although, as sinister as it was, he couldn't help but think about how familiar the energy felt.
Etoru crept through the trees trying to get a good glance at who was holding that power. Each step he took was another step closer to seeing who it was. The leaves were in Etoru's way, but the path he was taking, the trees branches seemed to part. Slowly, he made his way through the path. That's when he found out that power was none other than Zerori's! Etoru smiled gleefully. He soared into the sky and towards his friend and first master. "Hiya Ms.Zerori! Whatchya doing way out here! It's funny how we keep bumping into each other huh!" Etoru giggled.
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Post by Zerori on Jan 28, 2016 3:11:13 GMT
Zerori was about to get on her knees to try and track him, having no luck with so much blood around, when a sound caught her attention. Leaves crunching… another… She stayed still, wrinkling her nose to try and clear her sinuses. She’d been so absorbed in separating the blood tracks to something close that she didn’t think about what else might be in the forest with her. “Foolish,” She muttered, clenching her fist in preparation for an attack upon her. It was far enough away that if they made any sudden movements, she’d have plenty of time to respond. Zerori briefly closed her eyes to get a feel for the air, waiting for it to shift. When it did, she whirled around to face her attacker and – fist alight in flames – she started to swing it in their direction. It was only through a herculean effort that she stopped, her eyes noticing the boy she’d trained on Frappe with the swords woman, among other times. Relaxing from her posture, Zerori just groaned with a shake of her head. “Damn it, Etoru,” She’d damn near almost killed him. Looking at him she crossed her arms with an awkward frown, “Fancy seein’ you too, Kid.” She glanced towards the direction she was most likely to go to try and find the captain before answering him, “I’m searching for someone who’s injured and I need to find them as quickly as I can before they kill themselves from their injuries.” She then gave him a pointedly suspicious look, “…How long have you been there?” She didn’t imagined he’d know about her run away but it didn’t hurt to ask. “You see a hobbling, maybe bloody, blue-skinned man by any chance? I’m… working on borrowed time.”
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Post by Etoru on Jan 28, 2016 14:41:58 GMT
Etoru hovered in the air smiling gleefully. However, he sensed her power rise. What for? Etoru didn't understand why she'd be doing that. Was there an enemy around that he couldn't sense? The next thing he knew she turned around with her fist on fire ready to swing at him. Etoru froze, eyes wide with fear. It felt like his heart had stopped. Etoru gulped when she stopped her fist. "damn it Etoru" Etoru was shaking. "D-d-did I do something wrong...? H-Heh..." A nervous sweat ran down his neck. He sighed in relief that she stopped that punch. Well it seemed to be a misunderstanding, so that's good news. She seemed a bit surprised to see him here, which seemed possible. After all, this was the second time they randomly ran into each other. She answered his question on what she was doing way out in the middle of the forest. Apparently she was looking for an injured comrade. "Oh...ouch. Why is he running off alone...?" Etoru blinked blankly when she asked how long he was standing there for. "Oh, all day. I was training. Mhhhm."Then she seemed to ask a rather odd question. "A bloody blue guy...uh...no...?" Etoru looked at her strangely. What's she planning? Then he looked at HER suspiciously. "Why are you in such a rush...?" The hybrid blinked before he slapped his head. "Dummy...someones dying. Right. I'll help you find him Ms.Zerori! But...come to think of it...what happened?" Etoru scratched his head. This whole situation wasn't adding up. "If he's bloody...that means he just got out of something dangerous like a battle or maybe something else...now...if that did happen, it happened not long ago because if it did he would be in a hospital...whaaa?" Etoru started thinking. "Sooo...why is that Ms.Zerori?" Of course, Etoru was too clueless and naive to really suspect Zerori was hiding something.
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Post by Zerori on Jan 30, 2016 0:52:23 GMT
((No Avatar today))
Despite having very little time to find the man she was searching for, Zerori found herself in an interrogation with the six year old. Looking between the trees and the boy as he seemed to be musing out loud to himself, because she was obviously busy, she would stop searching to give a frustrated huff. Turning her attention back to the boy, she growled loudly, “Etoru. He is injured because we were ‘training’ and he questioned my orders. Something that you seem apt to do quite often around me!” Not quite as angry as she must have sounded, Zerori walked to the boy and leaned over him with hands on her hips. “Now if you wouldn’t mind?”
She extended her hand, her face breaking out into a smirk, “We have a man to catch.” If he took her hand, she would heft him upon her shoulders and keep him steady by holding his ankles. “Alright, I’m gonna go fast so hang ON!” As she spoke the last word, her body would disappear into the realm of her Wind Step and Etoru would see the world moving in fast forward. To him, it might be a bit disorienting but to Zerori – she was able to cover more ground and scan the area more easily.
When she’d covered approximately five to ten miles of the area, she would start to mumble, “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Remembering Etoru, she called to him above her head, “How ya holdin’ in there, kid?” After his response, she would start to slow down and exit the Step, back into the perception of normal reality. She looked up at him just before placing him back on the ground, “This is our stop.”
Why had they stopped in a heavily vegetated area, oak trees grown very close to one another with various animals performing their sounds? Upon paying closer attention, one would be able to hear shuffling among the trees and very soft breathing sounds. Zerori knew exactly who it was, scent and all. What infuriated her most, however, was that he’d more or less almost lost all of his blood. Why he’d decided to abandoned his crew and chance at survival… she didn’t know.
Walking toward the body of her side-by-side Captain, Zerori called for Etoru to come over, “This is him…” He looked terrible, blood along the ground that seeped from his broken ankle that was even more twisted – bone protruding out. His face was bruised and battered from the gravity punishment. She shook her head with a scoff, “By the gods, you look like shit… Alright, let’s get you back to the ship, dead thing.” Stepping close to him, she made to kneel down before his eyes snapped open and he shakily pulled a gun from inside his jacket before aiming it at her.
In the face.
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Post by Etoru on Jan 30, 2016 4:07:44 GMT
As Etoru began musing about all the possible possibilities, Zerori didn't seemed to be amused. She looked at him in a quite annoyed face. She stated that they were training and he didn't follow orders. Zerori huffed and walked over to him, looking down over him with her hands over hips as if she were a mother scolding her child. Etoru blinked blankly. She then reached her hand out to him and Etoru grinned. "Mhhhmmmm!" Etoru took her hand and was pulled up over her shoulders. Etoru giggled a bit resting his hands gently over her head. "Wow! I'm so high up...!" The 6 year old Hybrid looked around gleefully. This was so cool! That's when Zerori told him she was going to go fast so hang on. "Wait wha--" All of a sudden they went at light speeds. Etoru wanted to scream, but there was so much air hitting him it felt like he didn't even have any oxygen in his lungs. They stopped and Etoru was completely dazed. She asked how he was holding up. "Huh...o-oh...I...uh...fine just I'm..." Etoru's words seemed to be said backwards. He looked like he just spun 100 times at 100 miles per hour. After more travelling, they finally reached their destination. Etoru stretched his legs as he was placed down. He heard strange rustling in a bush and soft breathing. Etoru watched as Zerori walked over to the bush, she then called out to him. Etoru rushed over. Then he saw the injured man. Etoru's eyes widened in fright. "H-h-h-he l-looks...t-t-terrible Ms.Z-Z-Zerori..." Etoru gulped. Etoru gulped. There was blood all over his leg, a bruised face, and worst of all, a bone sticking out. Etoru was shaking a bit. That's when the gun was aimed to Zerori's face. "Ms.Zerori!" Etoru attempted to fire a ki blast at the gun in attempts to knock it out of his hand. Etoru was so confused. Wasn't this Zerori's comrade?? "What's going on Ms.Zerori...? I-I-I thought you said y-you knew him..."
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Post by Zerori on Jan 31, 2016 4:22:42 GMT
Zerori’s face was a mask devoid of emotion, staring at the firearm aimed at her face soundlessly. The man in front of her was literally shit on two legs and still… he assumed that a gun would have any effect on her. What was going through his head and why… why the HELL would he pull a gun on HER? He was breathing heavily, a very loud rasp in his throat and his hand was shaking from obvious over-exertion. What was he thinking? Etoru gave a cry, a single blast of energy be expelled from his hand toward the weapon and successfully disarming the man before her. She looked back at him in surprise, her brows knitted in confusion and saw the absolutely terrified expression on his face. He was also breathing fast and she could hear his heartbeat from here. His reaction to the state of the man she sought and the sudden scare he had when he must have thought she was in danger seemed to sober her up. I’m such an idiot, why did I bring him!? Looking back at her prey, a snarl on her face, she reached toward him to grasp at his jacket. His face was pale and he apparently was very shaken from the boy’s use of energy to the gun. When she’d grabbed him, he threw up his trembling hands in surrender, “I-I-I-” He wasn’t even making words! “The fuck were thinking?! I have a kid here!” She didn’t really think he could have harmed Etoru but… the thought. Rationality wasn’t really on her mind about how effective a gun could against her face at point blank range – just the sheer audacity that he’d endanger her or him unknowingly infuriated her. “ Answer me, Kringe!” “I-wait! I didn’t know! You-!” He tried to catch himself and speak again, “You weren’t… listening to me,” He paused but Zerori didn’t give him a chance. “You’re damn right I’m not going to listen to this bullshit! You didn’t trust me then and you obviously don’t trust me now,” The hand holding his jacket tightened and she started to stand up. He was taller than her but at her full height of five and ten inches, he was a lot higher than his place on the ground. “I’m taking you back and you’re going to recover in a HOSPITAL while I’m off planet! Is that clear?” She turned to Etoru, her intention to tell him that it was okay, when the brenchian suddenly lashed out with a yell, “NO!” She looked back just in time to receive a sucker punch to the cheek, releasing him in the process as she stumbled back a couple steps. He would fall in a crumpled state but as soon as it was clear he was free, he started to get to his feet to escape. “S-Someone needs to look after you!” When she’d recovered from the bitch punch, Zerori whirled back around to glare at the captain, “The fuck’s wrong with you?! YOU need some one to watch you!” She stepped up to him, fist clenched in rage before he fell again, a mess of arms and legs folding in on himself as he groaned in pain. The reality of his condition had her unclenching her fist with a grimace, the saiyan at a loss for how to go about getting back at him for the punch. “Damn it,” She cursed before walking to his form. “You’re not going to live long enough to do anything like that, at this rate.”
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Post by Etoru on Jan 31, 2016 5:27:36 GMT
Etoru stood there watching in shock. What was going on...? After he blasted the mans gun away, Zerori looked at Etoru with her eyebrows furrowed. She seemed to regret something. Etoru gulped as he watched her react to the situation at hand. Although, it wasn't how Etoru expected it. Zerori grabbed the man by his jacket. The man was so frightened he couldn't even form words! Zerori started yelling at him claiming she had a kid here. Of course, she was referring to Etoru. Etoru gulped and piped out a bit quietly, but loud enough for her to hear. "I-It's fine Ms.Zerori....r-really..." The child let the situation carry out. The man tried to explain himself, but it seemed he was stuttering a lot. Etoru frowned as he watched the conflict roll on. As Kringe tried to catch himself in speech, he started to talk again, but Zerori cut him off.
She seemed extremely frustrated with him. Apparently the man didn't trust her...but why? Come to think of it, Etoru could see why someone wouldn't trust her. I mean, Etoru trusts her a lot but, she is a demon of course...but that doesn't explain who a person really is. Etoru was just left confused as he watched Zerori take care of the problem. That's when she stated she was going to take him to a hospital, but Etoru's eyes widened when she stated the next part. OFF PLANET? What the heck? What was that supposed to mean? Where was she going?? Zerori looked back at Etoru to show him everything was alright, only to receive a punch in the face by Kringe. Etoru flinched when it happened.
He seemed to claim that someone needs to look out for Zerori, as if something was wrong with her. Etoru blinked blankly and began getting suspicious. Etoru needed answers, now. She seemed to be walking up to the man. Etoru acted quick. With his speed, it seemed he vanished, but reappeared between Kringe and Zerori. Etoru frowned. "Stay away from him Ms.Zerori..." It was clear something was up, and there had to be a reason why he didn't want medical attention. Something about Zerori perhaps. "What is going on?! Why does he keep questioning you like you're crazy Ms.Zerori?! A-And what the heck do you mean 'off planet'. This WHOLE THING doesn't make sense!" Etoru grit his teeth annoyed.
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Post by Zerori on Feb 1, 2016 2:03:28 GMT
She was almost upon Kringe, his face a mask of great pain, before she flinched at the sudden appearance of Etoru in front of her. Blocking Kringe from her view… You’re fucking kidding me! She narrowed her eyes at him, her fist clenching once more as he once again found it prudent to question her. He was scared, sure – she granted him that. She’d not exercised the most sense in taking him along with her, either. But this was blatantly getting in her way and he was doing it out of… what, fear? Grinding her teeth together, she took a step back to give him some peace of mind. What’s going on? You’re giving me orders, that’s what.Settling her weight onto one leg, she crossed her arms while looking down on him. “You picked a great time to do this, kid,” She snarled sarcastically before she gestured nonchalantly that she would begin, “’Why does he think I’m crazy?’ Well, Etoru, your guess would be as good as mine since he hasn’t told me why he insists on getting in my way. I’m fine as far as your concerned and as far as he’s concerned,” She gestured her chin toward him, expression of disdain evident. “He’s going to be confined to a bed for a long, LONG time.” It didn’t at first occur to her how much of a threat that sounded… She continued, uncrossing her arms to wave a hand toward the sky. “And yes, I’m leaving this planet for a while. I came here for a short stay to find anything that would catch my attention. That’s done. I’m done with this planet, ya understand?” Her blood was starting to boil, uncaring of the half-truths and hurtful lies she was feeding the boy. She was just… so frustrated that he would get in the WAY! “Where I’m going is none of your concern, boy. You’d do well to remember that…” She grinned, “Or do I need to remind you how you almost became the ‘legendary’, eh?” Through out this ongoing heated rant, Kringe would attempt to crawl away. He didn’t know why the boy protected him but maybe… just maybe he could be useful. Zerori looked up from the boy to see that the wayward captain was almost entirely behind the tree and she cursed loudly. “That’s far enough, you son of a bitch!” She stepped forward, intent to push Etoru out of the way before raising her hand above her head. It was only going to be strong enough to knock him out, keep him where she could see him. But… to a child, what would it look like?
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Post by Etoru on Feb 1, 2016 22:35:43 GMT
Etoru was ready to fight, although he wasn't any defensive stance. That was a last result option. He doubted Zerori would ever do that. Right? Etoru gulped as she narrowed her eyes down at him. And by the looks of it, she was grinding her teeth, or so he guessed by the movement of her jaw. A nervous sweat ran down Etoru's neck. What was her deal?? Something was up. He knew something was up. But what was bothering her? Was it a huge deal or a small thing? Knowing Zerori, she'd probably get worked up over anything really. Etoru sighed relieved when she backed up. She crossed her arms looking down at him like a mother scolding her child. Etoru frowned at her. She wasn't acting like herself that's for sure. "You picked a great time to do this kid." She said in a sarcastic tone. Etoru averted his eyes. "Whatever...like I care." He mumbled stubbornly. After all, he does learn from her. Finally she began to explain why he thinks she's crazy...which wasn't exactly an explanation at all. Etoru furrowed his eyebrows as she continued on. "He only gets in your way because like me, he cares about you. Or at least that's what I can get out of it." But then Etoru widened his eyes. Did s-she just say Kring was going to be confined to a bed for a long time...she did. Etoru gulped. Then, she went ahead and said it. Etoru clenched his fists angrily. She admitted that she was leaving the planet and claimed she had no interests for the planet at all. That she didn't care. Just leaving it like it was nothing. Like he was nothing. Etoru grit his teeth before he began to rant at her. "Shut up..." He mumbled. Then he spoke up a bit. "I said shut up! That's a lie and you know it!" Then that Kringe guy tried making an escape while the whole ruckus was going on. Zerori stomped forward pushing Etoru out of the way. The child's back collided into a tree and he let out a little yelp. Not that it hurt, but it was a surprise. There he saw Zerori knock the guy out. Etoru was ABSOLUTELY FRUSTRATED WITH HER! After ALL THAT TROUBLE that guy went through to calm her down, she was beating him down because he RAN AWAY. Of course he ran away! Look at her! "WHAT'S YOUR DEAL ZERORI?! HE WAS JUST TRYING TO HELP YOU, BUT YOU JUST KEEP BEATING HIM DOWN!" The child's ki flared a bit. He just about had it with her. "Where you are going IS my business! Because you're my friend, and teacher you dummy! SO JUST TELL ME WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON! YOU AREN'T ACTING LIKE YOURSELF!" Etoru was already in a fighting stance by this point. With all the insults and rants, who knows what Zerori would do.
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Post by Zerori on Feb 4, 2016 5:38:23 GMT
Her fist impacted against the brenchian’s skull, inducing a near instant black out from the force and his body went limp as he fell into unconsciousness. A hand against the tree, she turned back to Etoru with a snarl, pissed that he would yell at her that he didn’t care. So what if he didn’t care! It wasn’t his fucking place to question her because she was his teacher! She was training him to be stronger than he ever could be and if she had to teach him again… Whirling on him, as he bellowed at her in mid-sentence, she made to lash out at him. Her arm swung out not to impact against his body but to summon up at him a powerful gust of wind with the intent to knock him off of his feet. After his insolent demand about where she was going, she let out a loud ‘tch’ in response. “There’s nothing wrong with me, Etoru! Let me get it through to you, Kid, that I am fucking FINE!” In her anger, she stepped towards him and made to close the distance between them. What stopped her for a moment was the stance he took, which she easily translated into a desire to fight. She mentally cursed her luck, I don’t have time for this bullshit! Breathing deeply in and out through her nose, her eyes were already flaring bright red before she closed them. When she opened the next, he would notice a very dark expression over her face. “…Fine,” She spoke softly. One of her fists unclenched, as if to relax. “I will tell you why I’m leaving. And why this may be the last time you might ever see me.” She didn’t want to. He didn’t NEED to know her decisions – the very same decisions that she feared would tear him away from her. Turning back to look at the unconscious body of Kringe, she bit the inside of her cheek before starting. From the beginning, then… “About… eight months ago, Etoru, I came to this planet for ONE goal: to find treasures and relics that might otherwise assist me in finding clues about myself.” Her jaw tensed, “My demonic side, to be specific. To this day, I’ve only found a few like me,” Taking a step back, she leaned against the tree. “Searching for a place to stay hidden from the world, I found a set of islands in the south. One was deserted, but… not quite. There was a single girl there.” She closed her eyes briefly, remembering her short stature and wide smile. How very… naïve she was but adventurous. “Her name was Ari,” She told him softly. “She lived on that island and one day I ‘disturbed’ something there. She couldn’t live there anymore. Taking responsibility, I took care of her and it was when Realigner,” She hissed his name coldly, “-happened that I needed to keep her some place safe.” She swallowed, “After the battle and time was given, my ship was infected and we needed to keep the infection off the planet Earth. The plan was to extradite the virus to Jupiter… But…” It was getting hard to speak now, her throat closing up. “There was an explosion. I was right next to her, and…” Breathing in and out, she tried to keep her voice steady. “I avoided the explosion. It could have injured me but not to death…” A moment passed before she looked down at Etoru with a hardened face. “I forgot about her… She was right to me, Etoru, and I completely forgot that she was even there.” Letting it sink in for a moment, she finished. “She was burned across 90 percent of her body and it was within about ten minutes that she died. And it was my fault, entirely.” Clearing her throat, though her emotions were still very raw, she spoke to him coldly yet the concern was still there. “I’m leaving to Namek to restore her with the dragon balls. And you’re staying here, period. If anyone… anything[/i] get in my way –it won’t survive my wrath and that, boy, is a PROMISE.” She crossed her arms, her aura flaring out despite her next words. “As much as I feel the same about you, you are NOT weak. You will survive much more than what she could not but for battles that I may face… You could die. And I won’t accept that under any circumstance.” ((I'm sorry this was so dialogue-y ><))
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Post by Etoru on Feb 4, 2016 15:35:59 GMT
As Etoru was yelling at her, she turned around fast. A gust of wind knocked Etoru off his feet. The child fell on his rear and glared at Zerori as he was on the floor. She was getting on his last nerves! She started getting extremely frustrated with him. Each time Etoru questioned her well being, she gets even more angry. That just shows there is something wrong. The demoness took a step closer to Etoru. The Hybrid hopped to his feet and into a fighting position which made Zerori stop in her tracks. Did he intimidate her? All of a sudden Zerori's eyes flared red. Etoru gulped. He very well knew he was treading on dangerous territory, but he was worried for his friend. He needed to know her objective. Zerori closed her eyes and her breathing was getting heavy. However, she stopped and opened her eyes. Her facial expression was cold. She stopped clenching her fist and calmed down and agreed to let him know what was going on. Although she stated this might be the last time he might ever see her. Etoru cringed a bit. He didn't want that to happen.
So she was only here for treasure huh? It seemed she wanted to know more about herself. Etoru didn't blame her. After all, he hasn't figured out the complete story of his life as well. For all he knows, there may still be hidden parts of it that even he doesn't know. Then she stated she found very few that were like her. Wait. Like her...? Does she mean half demon...? Etoru held back a scoff. The first thing that came to mind was that loser Ichiba. But right now wasn't the time and place to be thinking about that wimp. He needed to help Zerori. She said she was looking for an island to hide away, but the island she found wasn't deserted. There she found a little girl. Interesting. She said her name was Ari. Etoru listened intently to the story. Apparently Zerori messed with something there and Ari wasn't able to live there, so Zerori took custody of her. But when Realigner Red attacked, she took her somewhere safe. Etoru was confused where Zerori was getting at. Then it was finally coming to him when she continued the story. The ship was infected so she needed to get the infection off Earth so she flew to Jupiter. The ship however exploded and Zerori claimed to have forgotten about Ari. Zerori's breathing increased, and it looked as if she was on the brink of crying. "...Zerori..." The demoness continued on about how she was going to Namek to get the dragon balls. Once she stated that if anyone or anything got in her way they'll feel her wrath.
At this moment, Etoru knew she was going down the wrong path. He just knew it. After all, he knew what she was going through. It happened to him before...with Sheenu. His gruncle. Etoru clenched his fists. He remembered the time he trained with Jarvis and became a super Saiyan. After that, he started going down a darker path. Luckily he found the right path out but...he didn't know if Zerori was able to do the same. Her aura flared and she told him that he couldn't come along. She said that the battles she may face may be too much for Etoru to handle. Etoru clenched his fists. "I can handle myself..." After all, Etoru was a super saiyan. Not like she knew but hey. "And I don't care if I'm not going. Because you aren't going either." Etoru stated bluntly. "Ms.Zerori, you're going down the wrong path...once you try wishing her back..." Etoru hesitated to say it, but he needed to. "What makes you think she'd want to be with you...? You'll do anything to get the dragonballs...even kill. And you know it...!" Etoru grit his teeth. "A-And I'm not going to let you go. You have to just trust me on this...!" Etoru needed to make his move now. He had a chance to take her down now instead of her making the first move. He might as well make it count. "I can't let you!" Etoru cried out. A golden aura engulfed him and his hair flashed into a golden hue while his eyes were teal. His tail however was still a nice fuzzy brown. Etoru kicked off towards her and tried to kick the side of her temple with his shin. Should he succeed she'd be sent skidding across the grass and into a tree.
[Turned Super Saiyan. x11//PL:2,031,502]
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Post by Zerori on Feb 8, 2016 9:04:25 GMT
Her chest felt as if it was on fire but not from any physical injury. It was, she knew, her heart that pained her the most and she hoped that it would fade during this debacle with Etoru. Having spilt her proverbial guts, Zerori was met with a gratuitous silence for which she was just about to assume was his acceptance of her decision and feelings on the matter. That was, until, "And I don't care if I'm not going. Because you aren't going either…" It was that one singular sentence that caused had insides nearly boiling in a rage. This insolent child – who made the rules in her presence but herself?! Etoru was taking liberties as her protégé too far. He wasn’t done yet, and listening with the sound of blood rushing in her ears, Zerori felt her hold over her emotions slipping completely. ’What makes you think she’d want to be with you…?’ Staring at the boy as red started to invade the edges of her vision, she would finally have enough of his mouth. “I’ve killed before, Etoru,” She hissed lowly but loud enough for him to hear. Taking step towards him quickly once he seemed quite finished, she would reach towards his throat. He needed to be punished and she had the perfect discipline in mind! It was when an explosion of power caught her guard with his anger that she closed her eyes briefly and turned away. It was strong, pure and quite biting - this power. Looking back at him she heard his cry that he would never let go before she finally laid eyes on him What she was… breath taking. A child so young, so naïve yet stubborn, had become a legendary warrior. When did you-?-BASH! Her vision shifted nearly instantly, from the boy to suddenly seeing the tree, grass and dirt rushing past her. As her back slammed into the tree, pain blossoming in her shoulder blades and spine, she let out a cry. For a moment, she didn’t move sans a groan of surprise and pain. Opening her eyes, Zerori glared at the boy when a sudden sense of déjà vu overcame her and she saw him clearly from a distance. Her hair was floating above his head, golden like the legends said, and even from here she could his eyes as teal the blue sky above her. He’d… He’d become a Super Saiyan and he’d hit her. If she wasn’t so gods damned incensed, she’d have praised him for how proud she was. How far he came from that boy whom was scared of skeletons – probably still was. As blood ran down her chin, Zerori’s soft frown would upturn into a soft smirk for only a moment before it fell back down into an even worse scowl. She would reach for the tree, pushing herself up against it’s bark and get into a standing position. As she took a step towards him, her power would pick back up again. This time it was more powerful, like she was bringing in a storm from seemingly out of nowhere. When the sky had darkened completely with heavy thunder clouds, electricity crackling and flashing this was and that, she would speak. “My boy… I have heard your true words.” Her voice was strong, powerful and boom across the lands like it echoed all the way from down the distant hills. “In the tradition of the saiyans, Etoru – a tradition I had long thought abandoned with my hatred of my own people...” Like an explosion around her, the ground giving way to a crater around her the power of her demonic heritage changed her hair silver and eyes blood red. Warping around her, darker than before, was an aura so sinister that one could feel the killing intent for miles. Zerori would not kill the closest thing she had to a son... but he would gain no quarter from her wrath. She met his gaze strongly as she finished, “We will fight to prove the truth. To whomever passes out first shall be the loser and the winner will do as the other demands!” She slowly raised her arm upwards, hand held in a gesture with her middle and thumb touching. With a foreboding snap, her arm would ignite into flames as she grinned to the boy whom made her so proud, “ Are you ready, Boy?” [Transforming Super Demon, PL: 3,685,388]
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Post by Etoru on Feb 8, 2016 15:20:44 GMT
Etoru's kick collided straight into her. The demoness soared towards the tree, her back crashing into it. Etoru thought he surpassed Zerori by now. After all, he never seen her Super Demon transformation, so what she has now was thought to be her full power. If anything, Etoru thought he wouldn't have any trouble bringing her back. Still...as much as he hates all that pride talk, he couldn't help but respect Zerori's pride. So even if he did have more than enough power to beat her, mentally, it wouldn't be easy. Of course she might be proud that her little student reached the legendary state of a Super Saiyan. But at the same time, who knows, maybe it may have not been her teachings but instead Bings. So it can go both ways. Etoru stared at her as she glared at him. He showed no signs of fear...because well he outclassed her. Well more importantly, he was determined to get his friend back. There have been several occasions where Etoru showed signs of fear to a weaker opponent, but once he's determined all that fear would just wash away. As Zerori stared at Etoru, the child couldn't help but notice a strange look in Zerori's face. Was she surprised he achieved this level of power? Was she afraid? No. Zerori never showed any signs of fear, or well at least as far as Etoru remembered with his time spent with her.
Blood began dripping down Zerori's chin. Etoru stood there unfazed by her expressions. "Zerori...give up. You can't win this fight. I outclass you." Etoru stated in attempts to hopefully...on the rare chance...that she'd agree and give up. He still had that little glimmer of hope that she'd actually stop all of this. Soon enough, a grin grew on Zerori's face. Etoru's mouth was gaped open slightly as he watched her. That grin turned into a fowl scowl. Using the tree as support, Zerori pushed herself back up. She began walking towards Etoru. All of a sudden, her power surged. Etoru widened his eyes. "...W-what...??" He took a few nervous steps back but didn't break eye contact with the Demoness. The power surged so much that the sky's were beginning to from thunder clouds! Her power alone was changing the weather! This was bad. Was she holding back this entire time?? How strong was she?? If this was her full power, Etoru could stand a chance. It'll be a tougher fight than expected, but it's manageable.
The Demoness spoke out to Etoru. “My boy… I have heard your true words.” Her voice roared across the landscape. It echoed through the entire region! Wild life, startled, all began making their exit for the upcoming battle that was soon to come. Etoru glared at Zerori, clenching his fists ready to take her on. At this point, Etoru was stronger, not by much, but he had a good shot of winning. All he had to do was defeat Zerori then drag her back and talk some sense into her. She began talking about a Saiyan tradition. Although, just like Etoru, she hated her people. Once that was said, an explosion of energy pushed around her causing a crater to be formed where she stood. An entire transformation occurred and Etoru was being pushed back by the force. His feet were causing a trail as the energy pushed him back. "N-No way...!" Soon enough Etoru held his ground and the energy stopped flowing at him. The feeling...it was...dark. It was a horrible feeling of energy. How could something be so...so vile! THIS WAS ZERORI?!?! IT COULDN'T BE...! IT JUST COULDN'T! The child looked at Zerori with wide eyes of fear, his pupils shaking.
Etoru gulped. He didn't stand a chance now! She was holding back this much all along?! He looked at the ground sadly. How was he going to bring his friend back at this rate...she was to powerful to stop. His shoulders shook as he held back a load of disappointment. Etoru slowly raised his head gritting his teeth and stared at Zerori's strong gaze. She finally told him the tradition. Etoru clenched his fists. "...If it's a fight that's going to break out...then I won't lose..." Etoru grit his teeth. His golden aura flared around him wildly as if a brush of wind was put upon a fire. She snapped her fingers and her arm was coated in flames. Etoru frowned at her. "...What happened to you Zerori...THIS ISN'T YOU! YOU KNOW THAT! Y-YOU'RE BETTER THAN THIS...!" What good was it trying to talk to her anymore. His pleading wasn't getting him anywhere. She was set on a fight. Turning back now wasn't an option. EVEN if he wanted to, Zerori would most likely stop him. After all that? She wasn't going to let him get away. Fat chance.
Etoru let out a roar as his aura flared intensely. In the dark, the two warriors faced each other ready to battle it out. The two lighting the warriors emitted gave it a more dramatic feel. Zerori's red lighting emitted by her flames, and Etoru's golden lighting emitted by his Super Saiyan. "IF THIS IS WHAT YOU WANT...FINE! IF THIS IS WHO YOU REALLY BECAME...THEN I'LL TURN YOU BACK! IF YOU'RE THE ONE LOST IN THE DARK, I'LL BE THE ONE TO GIVE YOU A HAND! EVEN IF IT MEANS PUTTING YOU TO NEAR DEATH JUST TO DRAG YOU BACK! I'M NOT GOING TO LET YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF ZERORI!!!" The child cried out. Soon enough, the pint sized warrior kicked off sending a bit of dirt scattering around as he launched towards Zerori. Etoru threw a barrage of punches but did his best to stay clear from that fire arm. This wasn't going to be an easy fight.
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Post by Zerori on Feb 9, 2016 10:19:53 GMT
It hurt her, genuinely, to feel the fear from Etoru coming off of him so palpable. Seeing him so shocked, so terrified of the demonic power that she’d never shown him… It was only when he’d lifted his head to her that she noticed his angry expression. He accepted her challenge, the inevitability of the fight. At his yell asking what happened to her, that this wasn’t her and she wasn’t like this – Zerori just shook her head. He was just making this harder than it was and he knew it, prompting the saiyaness to swung her arm in a fierce motion, “Don’t try and tell me what I am, Etoru! You’ve known all along that I wasn’t going to coddle you and I’m NOT GOING TO START NOW!” She gnashed her teeth now, her flames actually managing to burn her a bit from the emotional dystrophy and Zerori felt herself find relief in knowing he couldn’t stop this. His power and hers colliding caused the weather to rapidly turn dangerous, tornadoes beginning to whip into shape and lightning striking upon the trees – fire starting to break out. Once again, it seemed Zerori was starting to destroy the forest she’d once come to cherish upon her arrival on Earth… Kicking off, Etoru was upon her nearly instantly and she was soon diverting attacks single-handed as fast as he could dish them out. As she used her palm and the back of her hand to turn the punches away from her, Zerori would step backwards and side ways to allow for better ease of movement. When he seemed to not catch a stray fist passing her face, she would twist her wrist and snatch Etoru’s wrist swiftly. You have no form… She lamented sadly, one of his weaknesses as a younger boy with no true master. Strength overpowering his, Zerori let out a loud cry before throwing him in the exact tree he’d thrown her. But this… was a battle with no holds bared. As he would likely fly into and collide with the tree Zerori’s inflamed arm would start to intensify and she clenched the enshrouded fist tightly. Then, in a flourish of power, she swung her fist down into the ground. The impact broke apart the rock, grass and connected tree roots as it rushed towards the boy’s direction. If it connected, the flames would burn the boy intensely, but if he managed to avoid it the tree in his place would explode into ashes and broken, burning bark. This furthered the damage in the forest around them, dark smoke starting to cloud the area around them with nary three to four feet of breathable air from the ground. Zerori, ignoring the smell and congestion the carbon took upon her lungs, would stand completely still, awaiting his next move. [Used Molten Wave (N1) for an attack of 1,216,178 PL]
2/3 KP
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