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Post by Arias on Apr 13, 2016 20:13:42 GMT
Arias watched Daika leave into the house, stumbling slightly. She trembled slightly in fear of Walker, taking a step back. Her stomach was hard, and bloated to the size of a clenched fist. It ws noticeable against what the Saiyaness wore, an outfit similar to Daika's, but with deeper purple shoulder blades, and blue instead of white. She stared at her daughter being so nonchalant, and her pupils were dilated hugely, her entire body trembling in fear. She shook about as bad as a tree branch in a slight wind, her pupils returning to their normal size as she attempted to calm down and keep a cool persona. Albeit, that kind of flew out the window.
The Saiyaness watched Presto extend her neck and remained nonchalant about that much, seeming indifferent about it all. She in fact, put a hand to her mouth to stifle a small giggle. "Presto, don't scare the hell out of our visitors so soon, they barely got here. Also, How did you not figure out she was Majin? I adopted Presto a while ago, and of course dragged Daika along with me. We love Presto like she is our own, and if you have a problem with that.." Arias suddenly growled, a maternal sense blazing within her eyes, "You deal with me. Super Saiyan or not. Understand?" Her voice was laced with a flat, straightforward tone.
At the mention of Earth's Kami, who Arias assumed to be the ruler or something of Earth, and figuring the person was powerful, she quirked a small brow but said nothing about it. "Who is this Reikiko?" Arias asked with a curious undertone. "He/she another bigshot with a highass power level?" Arias watched as Walker sensed Phae, and blinked slightly before concentrating yet again herself, getting rather startled. "WHA..." Arias shakes her head in complete disbelief, flicking her tail behind her. "Celmaru.. I swear. I'm surprised. Twins, congratulations to both of you."
She looked to the side as she spoke, feeling a bit uncomfortable herself, she slowly stepped back figuring that she was not needed, and turned to go inside after her mate. "You all can come in if you so wish." The Saiyaness spoke, her tail curling absentmindedly over her own stomach, and a small smile could be seen upon the retreating female's face. She went to Daika, finding him on the sofa. She sits beside him and snuggles close to him, putting his arm over her as she sought to simply relax within the arms of her mate, giving off a pheromone that could possibly remind Daika of their own.. 'special cargo' and the fact Arias would slowly, and steadily, get weaker over time.
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Post by Daika on Apr 15, 2016 2:18:32 GMT
As a Saiyan, Daika had seen and heard of many strange things during his stint with the Solar Empire. Transforming lizard-like people, beings that could reproduce by splitting in two, and now here was something else that easily got into this list. Majin Presto was in love with a literal tree-man. Daika was pretty smart for a Saiyan, and he was a bit confused on how such a thing would work out in the end. He continued to think until Arias came inside and sat down next to him, snuggling up close to the Albino. He smiled as he wrapped his own arm around her.
While he was happy for the hug, it was slightly embarrassing, especially since Bastion and Walker, people who he hadn’t really spoke to, were around. “Pl… please Arias…” He tried to break away but was held firmly back by the strong Saiyaness. So, this is what Celmaru has to deal with when he has Phae with him all the time, he mused. If the others came inside, Daika would leap to his feet, hopefully this time successfully, and begin to pepper them with questions. “Do you guys want anything? Please, make yourselves comfortable.” He was trying to sound as warm as possible, but he was still a bit worried about Walker and his distaste for Saiyans.
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Post by Majin Presto on Apr 15, 2016 5:13:22 GMT
Presto stuck her tongue out in a playful manner before beginning to retract her head. Presto had been quite surprised at Celmaru's reaction, or more surprised at his words. He couldn't tell that Presto was a majin the minute he saw her? What a strange man that Celmaru was.
Presto also noticed his green wife, the woman looked well enough to be attractive and it was probably an understatement to say that she remembered to eat her greens, the thought made Presto giggle. As the majin began to pull her head back from Celmaru's area she had caught wind of Walkers conversation with Celmaru. She turned her head to face bastion and blinked a few times before really listening in on what he was saying. The things he had been saying were somewhat nerve wracking.
He spoke about the defences of earth and the fact that Celmary himself would be apart of the 'final battle'...final battle? What could Walker mean by that. Whether she was overthinking it or whether the situation was much dire than Presto had known about...it definitely made the majin feel something akin to fear or worry, she didn't really know about the current events of the world, so it was only natural that she had been unaware of the earth being in any type of danger. Presto had also picked up on the earlier speak of the Earth's God.
"Earth's Kami was...Brainwashed?"
She said out loud in pure confusion.And there was so much more to go along with that, a few mentioned names, such as those who had been killed recently and not just the Kami of earth being brainwashed. Of course this was all so foreign to Presto, but the real kicker...was the mention of the Saiyan queen. In all her years, presto knew not of these things it had never been something the care free Presto had thought to think about or to ever investigate. One thing was for sure though, this so called Queen of Saiyans was quite the scary being, a monster even.
Presto had finally finished retracting her head, a worried look on her face the majin turned to look at Bastion, still latched onto him. "uh...baby, how much do you know what this...Kami of earth and...queen of saiyans?"
Presto asked with a tilt to the head. It was no use anymore, the curiosity was scratching at Presto's brain, she had to know exactly what was so dire about these people Walker had spoken about. Presto's expression grew stronger in worry, her brow curved upward as she had awaited for Bastion to speak. She would keep held onto her boyfriend even if he decided to walk into the house with Arias and Daika.
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 16, 2016 10:08:32 GMT
"That something was your instructor?! Reikiko murdered you, Walker!"
Today was filled to the brim of nothing but surprises and nothing that the hybrid could believe. Ever since Bastion had mentioned the cause of his mentor's demise, the mere name of his murderer was that of a source of ire within the hybrid; seeking a sort of revenge, yet it wasn't required anymore, however the ire stubbornly lingered. The talk of the "final battle" and, among other things, of how Walker wasn't "out of the running yet"...regardless, the hybrid didn't think there was any sort of competition. Phae had begun to inspect her husband's pale blond locks, wondering if there was truly a difference from before; there was surely a behavioral difference, that was obvious enough. As Presto retracted her neck, Phae telepathically greeted her, apologizing for her husband's misconduct.
'I must apologize Presto, my husband has never seen a Majin before today...please bear with him. However, its nice to meet you, Presto, I hope we get along.'
The seaweed woman smiled warmly towards the Majin before going back to her business. Walker continued, muttering something of another great surge of power within him, keeping it hidden from the enemy, etc. Suddenly, the tree-man spoke of the hybrid's Super Saiyan transformation, and how he has finally gotten a hold upon it...however Celmaru failed to notice that he even transformed in the first place. Celmaru's head was cocked slightly to his left, wonder what his mentor was speaking about.
"Er....Walker, I didn't-"
As if on cue, the pale blond locks came into view, signifying that Celmaru did indeed transform. The hybrid took another note of his own Ki signature compared to Walker's and his surprise hit its peak; he had surpassed his mentor, albeit through a transformation. The hybrid was shocked, and didn't even notice the sudden Ki surge that Super Saiyan usually provided. Phae took note of this immediately, swinging around her husband's neck swiftly, floating before the hybrid, a huge grin upon her facial expression.
"You finally did it, husband! You mastered Super Saiyan!"
"I....I guess I did? I have no idea when....that's what surprised me the most about this..."
Phae nearly broke into a soft sob of joy as she stared into her husband's eyes affectionately, remembering the icy blue hues that she had previously despised; now almost rejoicing at the sight of them....those that are in control. Losing a fraction of her self-control, the seaweed woman began to kiss her husband repeatedly upon the cheek, lips, chin, anywhere upon his facial features. Celmaru didn't initially take too kindly towards it, being thrown off-guard and stepping back instinctively in response. The hybrid's eyes were squeezed shut, desperate to protect its vision from the "wrath" of the seaweed wife.
"P-Phae....please s-stop this!"
Phae didn't respond, she was too busy brushing her thin lips across any possible inch of her husband's facial expression, truly joyous of his mastery of the troublesome Super Saiyan form. The hybrid suddenly felt two warm hands upon his cheeks, a separate pair of lips meeting his for several moments before releasing Celmaru from their grasp. The Super Saiyan hybrid felt a soft shade of scarlet form upon his facial features, emanating a subtle heat as Phae finally slipped upon his back once more, nestling her head upon her husband's shoulder affectionately. Anyone nearby could almost see hearts appear, floating above Phae as her love for Celmaru exponentially increased. The hybrid chuckled slightly, resting a single hand upon her cheek gently as he spoke.
"Alright Phae...I get it, thank you for your ceaseless affection...ahem....I l-love you too..."
Celmaru still wasn't used to uttering such words, however Phae kindly took the mumbled gesture.
"I love you too, husband~"
Within the midst of the barrage of kisses from Phae, the hybrid could barely make out what Arias was attempting to say, briefly noticing a harsh tone within earshot. Celmaru dismissed it, simply hoping that it wouldn't force him to regret yet another decision later on. As the hybrid mentioned the expected child/children that were on the way, the hybrid suddenly felt two wooden arms embrace him, and a significant lack of Phae upon his back. The ecstatic tone within the tree's voice was something the hybrid didn't expect, however it was true; he was about to be a father. The furious fluster upon the hybrid's facial expression intensified as Celmaru returned the embrace awkwardly, unsure of what to say in response.
"I-I guess s-so, Walker...I...er...don't know what came over me around a month ago...."
If Walker knew what had truly come over Celmaru after their previous incident, he would surely assume Super Saiyan upon that remark. Regardless, the hybrid was surprised that his mentor would even bother enacting such a informal gesture, despite their relations. It was strange to see a mostly stoic tree-man suddenly hug you, joyous over the fact that you're an expecting father. Stumbling over his own thoughts to find words to utter, Celmaru stammered over his next sentence, unsure if he was asking this at the correct time. Attempting to include a haphazard mental link with Daika, whom of which was within the red-soil house, the hybrid spoke both mentally and aloud.
"Er...Walker 'and Daika', there is a certain 'event that's bound to' occur soon...a tournament of sorts, 'specifically between' the Waterfield and Ekam families. 'Our family is lacking in warriors to fight', however we're able to choose 'representatives for the' Waterfield family....I was hoping that 'you two would be willing to participate'."
Phae, meanwhile, rested her hands lightly upon her stomach, allowing her "special cargo" to rest peacefully, especially given the month's recent events; from Daika becoming woefully intoxicated, Arias coming to Earth, Walker dying and resurrecting, etc, the lives of the couple were sporadic and rather odd, however Phae didn't mind one bit of it all; truly finding a place where their family can prosper and grow successfully, without discrimination against species, race, etc...and another hybrid was even abound!
(Note: The random ' symbols are my awkward attempt at mixing mental and spoken words, please don't pay it any mind whilst reading it...I am a stoop.)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2016 15:39:08 GMT
Nodding to the pair, Walker descended, feet touching the ground. He was barely able to fit in the door, but before he could even attempt it, he heard a mental message from Celmaru. It seemed the Half-Saiyan had managed to pick up the basics of Telepathy. It made sense, Walker spoke in it on a near constant basis. The words were a bit choppy, but he had taken to it rather acceptably. A tournament, hmm? Interesting. It would likely be good training, at the least. He wasn't sure what would occur, but if nothing else, it meant he would be able to watch over Celmaru.
"I would be happy to, Celmaru. However, we appear to have been invited in. It would be rather rude of me to stay out here and ignore our hosts." He was only just returned from Hell, but that was no reason to ignore manners. Frowning, he looked down at himself for a moment. "Hmm... I do not feel quite comfortable without my robes." One hand rose upwards, and he flexed his fingers. A moment later, glowing runes swirled around the palm in a circle, forming a bizarre pattern of eldritch letters. With a similar glow of energy, an outline appeared around the tree, filling in with cloth, until his previous robes had been replaced upon his body. Nodding, he chuckled. "I am glad to see my sorcery functions just the same in the living world. It was concerning, but ultimately a fruitless worry." Moving against the wall, he closed his eyes, then ran a hand along the air in front. A moment later, a rift appeared, with a matching hole on the other side. Entering, he sat down and allowed them to close once Bastion had passed through as well.
Outside, Bastion had been speaking to Presto. "The Kami of Earth was it's guardian, until recently, when he was thought to be dead. It seems that is not the case. The Queen of the Saiyans is an equally powerful fighter, last felt ascending to a higher state of Super Saiyan during her battle with Kami." He gestured upwards, towards the sky. "If you felt two immense Power Levels several weeks ago, that would have been them." Now came the worrying news. "Unfortunately, they are quite strong. At a rough estimate... at least as strong compared to my father at the moment as Non-Super Saiyan Celmaru is compared to myself." Nearly 4 times the power level, a frightening thought. However, at these words, Bastion felt a chuckle in his mind. "For the moment, yes...."
As the other tree entered, the rift closing behind him, and head approaching the ceiling, he sat across from Walker, the two Saiyans in-between them. His tone light, Walker turned to Daika and Arias. "So, these are Presto's parents? It is a pleasure to meet you." His words were friendly, but his glowing eyes seemed to be tracing over Daika's outfit. SSE style Battle Armor. Well, he would deal with that problem if necessary.
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Post by Arias on Apr 17, 2016 16:07:28 GMT
Arias would hold him back, using her greater power to keep Daika where she wanted him. She just wanted to be cuddled, she loved it when he did do that. Albeit, it was getting rarer that he did it, and it made her slightly upset, but she always said nothing about it, keeping it to herself. Her head laid on his torso, a soft rumbling sound indicated she was purring. Her eyes were closed as she continued to cuddle her mate gently.
Until she sensed Walker's rift and magic abilities, she didn't know about them. It spooked her and made her sit up straight, getting defensive and her ki congealed around her stomach, creating a small barrier around the twins. A natural maternal instinct, Arias didn't fight it. She wasn't exactly happy to be pregnant in the first place, already not happy with the morning sickness and other discomforts. It aggravated and irritated her, and made her more fragile and weak with each day. She looked up, noticing Walker had changed his clothes, but it only made her hug Daika in a protective manner.
Arias watched Bastion and Presto come in through the rift, and was slightly amused at her daughter's antics. Regardless, she offered a soft smile to the other two, and nodded gently to Walker, not meaning to be hostile in any way shape or form. Arias had her tail visibly curled over her slightly rounded stomach, and she looked around to see if Celmaru was coming in or not. If it would come to a wife war, Arias wanted to win.
Arias sensed some sort of telekinetic connection, but was unable to intercept this. She closed her eyes, and getting too relaxed fell asleep, only to wake up shortly after and scream aloud. "I CANNOT BE A HYBRID! SAIRA, WHY MUST YOU HAVE TOLD ME THIS!" Her ki exploded around her in a aggressive aura, and until she noticed where she was, and noticed that she was in the house with the others, she cursed silently. Her hybrid DNA was now exposed, and she hated herself for screaming it. As a result, she did the only thing she felt like she could do. She went to the bedroom and hid under the bed.
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Post by Daika on Apr 19, 2016 9:41:59 GMT
Daika’s mind suddenly felt fuzzy as the mental link was established, but he soon realized what was happening. Celmaru’s voice started to speak, informing both the Saiyan and Walker of a tournament between the Waterfield family and another called the “Ekam Family”. The Saiyan assumed that these families must have had some kind of grudge between each other, which was why they held this tournament. He explained that his family didn’t have enough members to compete, and that he was hoping the Saiyan and the Tree could both come instead. A grin slowly began to crawl onto the Saiyan’s face. He responded, hoping that the link was still open between them. “I… I would be honored! Of course I will fight, Master Celmaru! Come inside and we can discuss the details!”
A tournament could be just what the Saiyan needed, perhaps in this competition the Albino could finally have his first victory against a worthy opponent. He could only hope, however he expected that he would not get far if Celmaru himself, and Walker were participating. Instead of simply going inside the house via the already-open front door, Walker decided to once again rip a hole in reality from the outside of the house into their living room. He smiled as he sat down, but turned back to see that Bastion had also come inside, via the same route as his father. The older Tree began to start conversation, saying that it was a pleasure to meet them both. “It is a pleasure to meet you as well, Walker. Bastion spoke very highly of you, and I can now see why.” He started to feel very uncomfortable as Walker watched him, as he was still aware of the Tree-man’s distaste of the Saiyan Solar Empire. Perhaps, keeping the armor was not the best idea. Maybe I should get my own training Gi, or whatever they are called.
Suddenly, Arias sat up and began to scream, her aura exploding into life around her. Shocked, the Saiyan was knocked to the floor. “Wha..? Are you alright Arias?!” She calmed down after a short while, noticing where she was, before running off in the direction in the bedroom. Daika stayed on the ground, still trying to figure out what the heck had just happened. Majin Presto
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Post by Majin Presto on Apr 21, 2016 22:30:37 GMT
Presto had finally been informed on some grave news. Not that she would have ever pursued it herself, The lazy life of a non violent majin was pretty much a life she prefered to live, although due to recent conflicts she had started to believe that she should be training. She had actually been training ever since Arias left, but the woman came back in such a hurry, Presto was rather relieved to going back to a lazy life knowing Arias was indeed okay. Pesto looked down to Bastion as she sat atop his shoulders, and told her about the tragedies of recent time.
The Kami of earth being taken out by the queen of the saiyans. Kami wasn't all that much of title she cared for until she had been told that it had been the guardian of earth, which means this so called queen of the saiyans must have been someone that people would often try to avoid fighting. Presto although seemed to have a secret antic to start training now, she still didn't know how she felt exactly about this..saiyan queen.
As far as she was concerned, she could probably fit everyone she cared about in her ship and fly off before earth got blown up. Somehow the thought of that made the feeling in her stomach sting, so she tried to avoid thinking about the possibility of this saiyan queen having a grudge against the planet. She thought maybe the saiyan queen had a personal buff with the kami, there was probably no reason to get cautious about the queen's intentions, even if it did wrack her nerves a bit. Bastion seemed to roughly estimate that the warriors were incredibly strong on a scale comparing Bastion himself to Celmaru.
That sort of made Presto chuckle inside. It wasn't as if the thought of their power had actually been funny or anything, but Presto just figured she would never put herself in a position where she would have to fight them. She knew if the person were strong enough, they could make the majin regeneration rather useless with power to spare, that wasn't exactly a thought that Presto liked to think about.
When Bastion entered the house after everyone else had Presto immediately faced her mother while on Bastions back. She would stretch her head over to Arias with a curious look on her face.
"Hey mum"
Presto would start.
"This...queen of the saiyans, ever since that conversation you and I had about the SSE people she had been brought up a lot. A hybrid saiyan I met, his name was Kayle, he mentioned that the things the SSE do is a result of a mad queen...is this queen of the saiyans connected to the SSE?"
She asked arias with a tilt to the head. Presto had remembered that encounter with Kayle, it was true that he had spoken about a queen leading the SSE after she accused him of being one of them. It was evident that the faction had been quite the menace for people all around the world, this only raised her curiosity about the saiyan queen, what was her deal?
Presto wondered if she was the result of why all the saiyans were blood thirsty beasts by default, maybe they would be less like that if this queen had been removed from the equation...not that Presto would help with that or anything. She would hop off of Bastions head and intercept Celmaru and Walker after retreating her head from Arias.
"Excuse me, I am sorry to interrupt this conversation...but this..saiyan queen or SSE leader, whatever..does she have things against earth? Is she plotting to kill everyone on this planet? Will we have to run? I have so many questions...I just wanted to live a carefree immortal life..but this damn saiyan queen is bringing up emotions that I thought I had under control damn it..."
Presto gripped her forehead for a moment, for a split second her eyes would glow red before going back to their normal shade of white. She was clearly gritting her teeth and it was also evident that her free hand was balled into a fist if she had been anymore conflicted the ground would probably shake.
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 22, 2016 9:55:57 GMT
The Saiyan hybrid's facial expression contorted in realization and a shape akin to surprise as Walker spoke of entering the home. Celmaru had almost completely forgotten his manners, his facial features becoming tainted with a furious blush. Phae, as affectionate as ever, pecked her husband lightly upon his right cheek, softly placing her head against his own. The seaweed woman whispered to her husband softly, her breath sending uncomfortable shivers down the hybrid's spinal cord.
"You're alright....let's head inside now, shall we?"
"Ahem....er...yes. Ah, and I thank you, Walker...I do hope we may face each other by then."
Celmaru guided his left hand towards his neck, stiffly tugging at his collar upon his wife's typically kindhearted remark. However, Daika had received the telepathic message successfully, to the hybrid's relief, and gratefully accepted the challenge of facing the rival family. The topic of the tournament, however, seemed to have been an invisible cue for a few minuscule powers. As Phae swiftly floated off the hybrid's back, extending her hands towards him as she turned her back to the doorway, several assassins appeared; each with less than five hundred in mere power measures. Not one of them held a scouter, nor had the ability of Ki Sense. The five, isolated assassins dwelled within the shadows, expecting that none within the red-soil home was able to notice them. Meanwhile, the hybrid took Phae's hand sheepishly, lowering their hands to their respective sides, connected.
"Its through your kindness, that I'll always be grateful...yet, why haven't you become embarrassed of me? I'm sure I've embarrassed you multiple times...or have had the ability to many times over...most would retract their kindness by then."
"...I know you aren't perfect....many expect the most from everyone, I always hoped that I wasn't to be akin to those who act as much. I also hope my behavior is sufficient~"
"You're asking me that? Hah!...You're wonderful, trust me, Phae."
Celmaru embraced his wife affectionately, holding tightly upon his devoted response. The pale golden locks of the Super Saiyan hybrid had begun to melt away, revealing his typical dark brown hair. The icy blue hues of the hybrid shifted into even darker brown eyes, facing their owner's wife within abstinence. At this point, the couple had been doting over each other within a subtle sense; or so they thought. Walker had surely noticed, if not everyone else they had met in their travels. The hybrid's gaze met Phae's, both becoming fixated with each other. By the time the couple had returned to reality, concluding their respective reading of the volumes of tales within their eyes, the hybrid cleared his throat, guiding Phae gently towards the open doorway.
"We should...er...head inside, now. Bastion and Walker have already entered. Via...a...portal, from what I had noticed earlier."
"Walker is filled to the brim with surprises today, isn't he?"
"Quite so, I must agree."
The hybrid stepped before the doorway, still swung ajar, gesturing towards the inside. Phae was allowed inside first between the two, simply maintaining the hybrid's previously hidden manners. The seaweed woman smiled warmly, placing a kiss upon her husband's forehead as she entered the red-soil home, facing the rather strange accumulation of individuals; a Hybrid, a seaweed woman kitsune guardian spirit, two sentient trees, a bubblegum demon/Majin, and two Saiyans-
"Wha-?!"
"Oh my..."
Arias had suddenly shrieked upon a sudden revelation; apparently she was a Hybrid Saiyan. Cursing and uttering that negative counterpart's name once more, the Saiyaness sprinted towards her bedroom...likely to hide somewhere. The sight that Celmaru had just beheld was impossibly hilarious to him, with a stifled laughter audible from him. Phae hid her lips behind her feminine hand, successfully stifling a brief giggle. Celmaru, however, wasn't as fortunate; as a hearty chuckle emanated from the hybrid, his stomach convulsing rapidly from the brief intakes of breath.
"Pfffahahaa hahahhahahaaa hah!"
The hybrid stumbled backwards, making contact with the nearby surface, leaning upon the wall as he burst into gleeful laughter. Between brief fits of laughter, Celmaru spoke...rather joyously.
"All this time...! Arias...spoke of being....a true Saiyan warrior! She's...the same as me! Hahah!"
The hybrid's laughter was cut short, however, as Majin Presto appeared before both him and Walker, speaking of the Saiyan Queen. In fear of what would transpire from this seemingly innocent inquiry, the hybrid hastily answered before his tree-mentor could. Celmaru had appeared before Walker, facing the Majin with a nervous tone behind his voice; practically unnoticeable. A single bead of sweat descended atop the hybrid's facial features, signifying a tiny sense of fear.
"The Queen probably only invaded for territorial purposes, or possibly for planetary real-estate. Lady Death would have to go through warriors such as Walker and I...even those that he mentioned, simply if she were to commit mass-genocide. Er...Majins are immortal?...Intriguing..."
The hybrid took mental note of such a fact as he, hopefully, had concluded the Majin's inquiries before Walker could pique his ire. The last time Celmaru had seen that transpire....he had faced a massive Ki in comparison to his own...and despite matching that Ki himself with Super Saiyan; the sight alone was enough to terrify a normal Human. Outside the red-soil home, the assassins began to make their move, "swiftly" making their way towards the doorway; hoping for a mere assassination attempt upon the hybrid warrior himself.
Their "silent" and "unnoticeable" approach was a precaution against the sentient trees that the hybrid had associated himself with; as these particular Humans were xenophobic, as the majority of Humans would certainly, and naturally obtained a phobia of the unknown. Celmaru had noticed these Ki signatures a while ago, however he decided to leave them alone, almost dismissing them completely for later self-defense, as he had arrived upon the Saiyans' front yard mere minutes ago. Liam Ekam never knew when to cease his pathetic attempts of elimination, did he? The hybrid's eternal nemesis always found a method in which to pique the hybrid's own ire, leaving him restless and irritated. Liam required a lesson; Celmaru was willing to supply such a brutal revelation for the Human warrior.
Mastered Super Saiyan deactivated! PL is now 196,430! Assassin PLs: 444, 123, 132, 334, 15
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2016 22:49:39 GMT
Things seemed to get... odd for a moment. Arias screamed something about being a Hybrid, then ran off. Her partner, Daika, looked after her as she ran, appearing just as lost as Walker was. Shrugging slightly, he turned back to Celmaru, shrugging slightly. However, his question was soon answered when the hybrid warrior began chuckling and snorting. Apparently the girl had been proud of being a... "Pure Saiyan Warrior". Interesting. That did explain her distress over discovering what her heritage was, although how she had determined that was unclear. Perhaps she had her own version of Cernunnos? Shrugging slightly, Walker was about to turn back and continue his conversation with Celmaru when Presto interjected. The questions she asked were... intense. He was grateful that Celmaru answered them, in a way. It gave him time to think about how to put this. This Majin seemed too innocent to fight, at the moment. Still... he sensed potential in her. That flash of red in her eyes... He sent a mental message to Bastion, more of an inquiry than anything else. "Bastion, would you be upset if I suggested that your... girlfriend receive training?" The younger tree blushed emerald, and then began babbling. "Err, my Presto, I mean my Girlfriend, yes. I mean, she's strong, but.. Uh, I guess, not to be rude..." He paused, then rubbed his face with one hand, before turning to the Majin. "Err... Would you want to train, in case the queen comes here?" As his son spoke, slight flickers of power appeared within the tree's notice. They were small, but not normal human levels, for the most part. Still, below a thousand... Eyes narrowing, he felt them begin to rush the house. For heaven's sake. Outside, the team of killers suddenly found their "Speedy" movement arrested. Small shimmers of magic had appeared, and a swarm of black wooden hands had slid out from them, grabbing at limbs, necks, clothing, and other such places. They were hoisted up into the air, the grip tight enough to leave bruises. Within their minds, all at once, a bored voice echoed. "I'm sorry, I'm going to have to ask you to not do that. We're having a rather nice conversation inside, and I'd rather not have to make a mess while I'm a guest in someone's home." Another pair of hands appeared, and began sliding along the assassins, frisking them quickly for any weapons or unusual objects. Once couldn't be too careful, after all. As this occurred outside, Walker's head tilted, a motion that those familiar with the Tree Clan would likely recognize as the equivalent of a raised eyebrow. "The Saiyan Queen... this is the best way to describe her. There are two planets out there, Kanassa and Arcose, upon which she has planted the Tree of Might. The Tree is a massive organism that sucks all life from the planet, and allows her to take it for herself. She has slaughtered entire worlds to feed her arrogance and desire for domination. She has killed the defenders of Earth, and she has attempted to take the planet over before. That is why I hate the SSE. It is a war machine which seeks nothing but to dominate all that lives." He looked at Daika, and slowly nodded. "Some have the sense to leave, but not enough. That is why the head of the beast must be cut away, before it grows too large to stop and swallows all that lives." He suspected Daika had realized the error of his ways, and thus did not hold it against him. Although, speaking of holding... He sent Celmaru a private message via telepathy. "There appear to be several men outside, with embarrassingly low power levels and what I believe to be hostile intent. Do you know why?"
Walker used UT1 Remote Manipulation
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Post by Arias on Apr 22, 2016 23:05:44 GMT
Arias was hiding under the bed, curled up in a ball and seething angrily at herself for being so overly stupid. She heard Celmaru's laughter, and her ire peaked. A small, seething bubble of rage suddenly exploded into a burning flame, and Arias got out from under the bed and let out a yell, her ki aura suddenly blazing, power level rising to its maximum amount. Coming back into the living room, eyes blazing, she gave a death stare to Celmaru, and bared her teeth angrily. His laughter seemingly got on her nerves, and huffed slightly.
She vehemetly wanted to just punch Celmaru in the ever loving face, but she held herself back despite the small growls rumbling in her throat. Rubbing her temples and sitting where she was, she took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. Looking over at Celmaru, she nodded a small apology for what she did. Noticing Daika was on the ground, she kneels beside her mate in a rather concerned manner, checking him for any possibly ki burns or scars. She seemed to dote on her mate, really did care for him.
Upon Presto getting angry, she looked up and walked over to her daughter. "Hey, Presto. Something wrong? Your eyes.. flashed red." She shivered slightly in foreboding, and blinked. Meeting her daughter's eyes with her own, she kept her gaze locked to her daughter's own.
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Post by Daika on Apr 23, 2016 11:35:33 GMT
Daika nodded in agreement to both Walkers and Celmaru’s descriptions of the queen, however he thought it wise to put his thoughts on the table as well. “The Queen of the Saiyans is a dangerous foe. I believe she initially attacked Earth to remove threats that may have arose during her rule of the Empire, as she was aware of how strong some of the warriors created or born on Earth could be. However, not even the mighty Golden Oozaru was a match for Earth’s defenders. She has destroyed entire words and civilizations on her path to power, and I fear that she will not be stopping anytime soon. Indeed, some do have the sense to leave Walker, but if they do not get away quick enough, they find themselves being hunted down. The Empire does not treat traitors well.”
The Saiyan detected the power-levels outside his home, and was amused at how embarrassingly weak they were. Slowly, he picked himself up and walked outside, to be met with five assassins, held up in the air by various wooden hands. He suspected the quick capture to be the work of Walker, however he didn’t speak of that at the moment. He slowly approached the strongest of the powers, which he assumed was their leader. A measly battle-power of 444? Whoever sent these guys here really didn’t know who he was dealing with. He slowly floated upwards until he was eye-level with the man, before speaking in a harsh tone. “I don’t know who you are, and frankly I don’t care. However, the next time your employer wants to get a job done, perhaps he should send warriors that could actually pose a challenge. I’m afraid that two of the strongest warriors on earth are currently inside my home, and they are vastly beyond your measly strength. And now that’s out of the way, we can begin… extracting… some answers.” He said with an evil grin, cracking his knuckles on both his hands. “I’m going to ask you a few questions, and if you don’t co-operate, I’ll show you what a human looks like once he has been dropped to the ground from the very top of the troposphere. That is, if you manage to survive the trip up there.”
In reality however, the Saiyan was only joking when he said his threats. He really didn’t want to seriously injure anyone in front of his guests, and it would really take something big to tick him off, such as a threat against his friends or family. Perhaps, some other people from inside would come out and watch, or help him in his interrogation. “Now then, let’s start off with the most obvious question, shall we?” In order to intimidate the man, he suddenly rushed forwards until his face was only a couple of centimeters away from the assassins. “WHO IS YOUR EMPLOYER?! AND WHAT IS THE NAME OF THE TARGET YOU WERE SENT HERE TO KILL!?” He yelled into the Assassins face. Hopefully, the man would answer. Majin Presto
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Post by Majin Presto on Apr 23, 2016 23:11:42 GMT
Presto was surely losing her cool she could feel the knot in her stomach twist and turn and scratch at her insides. She was able to calm down at the sound of Bastions voice, and heard that he had offered for Presto to be trained. She didn't know if he was going to train her or if it was going to be his father, Walker. She looked to Bastion with a calm expression before returning to grip her head as if she had a pounding headache. "Gnn but even if I did...in my current state I wouldn't hurt a fly..." she gritted her teeth holding onto her head. She was once again reassured by Arias who had seemed to be worried for her, and even noticed the flash of red in Presto's eyes.
Presto looked to Arias for a brief moment, before Walker, Celmaru and even her father Daika informed her about this saiyan queen. The fact that this queen had tried to attack earth itself...that proved enough of her power to be incredibly out of presto's league, a level of destruction that was great enough to give someone the confidence to take down a planet...a warmongers wet dream. Though it seemed that would have done it for Presto, although it seemed The queen of saiyans was the main thing that wracked Presto's nerves, it seemed to go even further to the point where Presto was feeling that odd hunger again. She looked around at everyone especially Arias, it was going to get bad really fast.
'Damn...I won't be able to contain myself if this keeps on...what if I attack mommy? or Bastion? or his dad?...I need to leave this place...'
Presto eyes seemed to stay red as soon as she thought the words she had just pondered on. Holding onto her head with one hand she didn't respond to Arias and just made her way to exit the door. She couldn't focus and allow herself to fly away so she seeked to just walk until she had been far enough away from her mother's house. As Presto moved to escape the area from herself she heard her father shouting. She turned her head to see the assassins that Walker had trapped being interrogated by Daika.
Presto's eyes widened at the sight. She watched as her father mainly shouted at one while the others continued to dangle from whatever it was Bastions' dad used to hold them.
'No one would mind...right?'
Presto said to herself, she found her body moving on its own, walking toward the assassins that had been contained.
'No one would complain...'
Presto could feel her face going expressionless as she continued to move forward, the knot in her stomach growing more intense and her self restraint slowly fading away.
'No one would argue!'.
The majins face went from expressionless to maniacal, her grin sharpening across her cheeks, and her eyes widening as she focused on the weakest of the power levels. Her breathing became heavy and her ki began to rise from her body, the pink aura now visible to the naked eye. Suddenly, Presto heard a voice in her head, a voice that wasn't foreign nor was it a different person. In her mind Presto imagined herself, with the white eyes she landed on earth with, then she looked to a reflected image of herself, but with red eyes, common through most other majins.
The image smiled at presto and shrugged her shoulders. "Why do you hesitate? just go wild...go on you can do it! it's not like we are hurting mommy or daddy! this is the only way to get stronger..." The majin had paused for a few moments, soon she found herself smiling at her own image and nodding her head. "Yeah..you are right! there's no reason to feel bad about this!" The mirror image of Presto grew a more devious smile and extended her hand to herself. "thats a good girl...then take my hand, let's end this annoying hunger" Without hesitation, Presto nodded and took her reflections hand. That took a while in her head, but a mere second in the real world.
Presto found herself still, no longer shaking nor was Ki pouring from her body, her eyes had been back to being white and her stomach didn't hurt any more. She looked again to the assassin with the low power level of 15, soon she would move so fast it was as if she just appeared in front of the assassin. She would rip the person from Walkers grasp, holding them by their neck. The assassin panicked and tried to pry Presto's hands from the grip.
"W-what the hell are you doing?"
"Shhhh" Presto would calmly say, her hand soon turned into what looked like this growing blob, slowly moving over the assassins entire body. Although the assassin held a mask over their mouth and nose, you could see the terror in their eyes.
"W-WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?"
"Didn't I say to shush?" The blob soon moved over the assassins mouth. "You shouldn't try to struggle in quicksand..."
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Apr 24, 2016 9:51:18 GMT
The assassins outside the red-soil home were having a terrible day, just upon their attempt at concluding their hired assignment. Various wooden hands appeared from seemingly nothing, grasping at the men clad in black. Only two of them gasped in their surprise, however the other three had been too shocked to utter a simple noise. Each of them were crushed beneath the might of their wooden captors, unfortunately their leader had been captured upside-down, the blood in his cranium rushing downwards via the Earth's typical gravity. The Head Assassin hung by his ankle, his face becoming stained via his own blood obeying gravity. Meanwhile, inside the home, Celmaru was wiping away excess substance from his right eye as he apologize for his outburst of laughter. " I must apologize, Arias...its...its just that we've been led to believe that you were a purebred Saiyan...I never would've thought that you could've been so similar to me within that aspect!" Pushing away from the wall he leaned upon, the hybrid stood beside his wife once more, intertwining his own arm with her own as they laced fingers, holding their respective palms within another. Their attention wasn't fixated upon the Ki signatures within the front yard as of now, as the couple knew of their limitations, and how their entire squad combined couldn't touch anyone within this very room. Celmaru wouldn't retaliate unless the offenders outside began to make their own offensive move, in which they would be swiftly knocked unconscious. Unfortunately, Daika had begun to pick himself up, making a brisk stride towards the outside of his home, to the hybrid dismay. As the Saiyan made his exit, beginning to make threats and shout his lungs out mere moments later, Walker had telepathically contacted Celmaru, wondering of the reasoning behind the assassins outside. The hybrid warrior's facial expression shifted into an unfortunate mix of piqued ire, along with pure angst over what might come next. Reluctantly, Celmaru replied to his wooden mentor, telepathically responding without alerting those who haven't noticed the offenders. ' ....Assassins. They're after my life, simply for their employer's amusement, if not his relief. I...I can explain later...I guess. We should just ignore them for now....they aren't any sort of threat. Trust me when I say these five aren't the first ones to attempt to take my life....there have been plenty before....easily more than twenty. Just keep them there until-' Presto began to make her exit, facing one of the few trained individuals along with her adoptive father. The hybrid couldn't help but strike his own forehead with his left palm, facing downwards in both shame and agony. A frustrated sigh escaped his lips, the sound emanating into the outside yard, into the earshot of the assassins of the Ekam family. Daika, who had threatened their leader, remained silent as the Saiyan spoke, refusing to give in to his "typical fear mongering tactics"....as it was put by more than several Humans. All five of them were truly ignorant of Ki, power measures, Majins, Namekians, Bio-Androids, etc. They only knew of Human culture, education, swift and efficient murdering methods, and believed that Saiyans, along with Hybrids, were the scum of the Earth. The only fraction of information, despite his condition, that was allowed to be uttered outside the Ekam manor was their target; Celmaru Waterfield. " ....Our tergit is Zelmaroo Wuterfield....if ve veren't in such a stete, ve vould assaszinate you via azzociation. Bezidez zat, vat is zat?...Cozpley?...Or are zoo zun of doze Saiya-peepole? Filthy Saiya-peepole...ruining our planeet..." A prominent accent was audible within the assassin leader, however that wasn't of Daika's major concern. The massive wooden hands continued to seek for suspicious material, weapons, etc. Unfortunately, the Leader's Assassination Order had crinkled beneath his clothing, and a curse was uttered within the offender's breath. Meanwhile, the weakest within the group began shrieking in fear, as the initially harmless Majin began to absorb him. " WHAT THE HELL- NOOOO--!" His voice was cut off, and his consciousness was lost from his overwhelming sense of fear. The two other assassins groaned, knowing that they would need another recruit for their squad...as this one proved to be pitifully weak mentally. They were too ignorant to realize that Majin Presto was literally consuming their fifth member whole. The Leader groaned at his failure as a silent murderer as a tiny tablet of polished ironwood fell out of the black bodysuit, descending into the grass below him...or...above him, given his position. A dark mark, symbolizing the ancient God of Death, faced the unmarked, azure sky, displaying its insignia for all within twenty feet to see. As the insignia fell, the red-soil home's door opened, revealing the hybrid Celmaru Waterfield. The hybrid's eyes were partially hidden beneath his spiked bangs, however something was still there; unbridled ire, a boiling rage itching to be unleashed. The menacing intent was enough to flicker about the hybrid's frame, akin to his aura. A dark blue hue fluttered around Celmaru's figure, one even darker than when he was sixteen. Taking decisive, yet brash steps towards the dangling leader, the hybrid faced his captured assassin, becoming a hypocrite against his own words. Before he had exited the home, he had released Phae's hand, turning swiftly upon his heels as he barged through the partially ajar doorway. Shifting his gaze towards Daika for a mere moment, the hybrid shoved him aside forcefully, intending to keep him out of this personal matter. " You...vye are zoo-" " You want to murder me, correct?" " Zat ver mein orderz-" " About that.....how about we give your employer a message instead. Something that he would truly understand." " Aye don't scink-" " Liam doesn't care about your success, by the way, he thinks all of you are disposable and weak in comparison to him. As for my message, I'm sure you can understand this as well, even with your pathetically limited mind..." The hybrid lashed out against the leader, tearing him away from the giant wooden hands the confined him. Unfortunately, his ankle had been torn from its calf, as from the velocity of the tearing motion to acquire the assassin had split his bone in twain; the hybrid's power was teetering over the edge of control. Blood splattered everywhere nearby, atop the grassy soil, upon the hybrid's jeans, possibly even on Daika. The leader cried out in immense pain, however Celmaru began to shout as well, his dark brown hair beginning to melt away into gold once more. " INFORM LIAM IGNATIUS EKAM THAT HE NEEDS TO FUCKING DIE IN A DAMN DITCH WHERE HE BELONGS!!!" The Super Saiyan hybrid placed his forearm behind him, with the assassin leader in tow, then he thrust the same arm forwards, releasing the poor, unfortunate offender. This one had been launched across the Earth, towards the cousin of Celmaru Waterfield. His figure remaining within a throwing position, the hybrid had realized what he'd done. A brief gust of wind brushed past those who were outside, with a sudden scrap of paper fluttering by, landing at Walker's feet, wherever he may be at the moment. The Assassination Order for the murder of Celmaru Waterfield was on display in plain sight, reading as follows. " THIS FORM REQUESTS THE DEMISE OF:
Celmaru Waterfield
ASSASSINATION GROUP: Plutonium
OFFERED REWARD/PAY: 20,000,000 Zeni (once finished)
ASSASSINATION REQUIREMENTS/OTHER DETAIL:
Filthy hybrid shit that needs to die looks like a bitch carries seaweed around might be with a bipedal lizard kill those associated with hybrid fuckface
ASSASSINATION REASON: Hybrid asshat should die for even existing
EMPLOYER SIGNATURE: Liam I. Ekam" Celmaru had begun to make his leave, if not for a few minutes. Facing away from those who witnessed the calamity that was his inevitably visible frustrations, the hybrid walked into the depths of the forested landscape, hoping to hide once more, to be secluded with his thoughts. Phae, who had seemingly hidden behind the doorway, spectating her husband, shook her head...a sense of concern and sorrow welling up within her. Floating above the earthen soil, the seaweed woman waved towards those who had faced the assassins with a smile, uttering a simple sentence before flying off towards her husband.
"Feel free to handle those who remain how you'd like~"
'...Walker....would you allow me to explain, if you would like to search for my husband?...No, I apologize....I must explain.'
Phae paused for a moment, floating above the earth, and weaving between the trees as she mentally spoke to her husband's mentor.
'Celmaru has a cousin, a purebred Human, by the name of Liam Ekam. He was rather....abusive....to my husband in his childhood....tormenting him simply because he wasn't completely Human. To add insult to Celmaru's injury, Liam was always stronger than him...which left my husband powerless against him. This torment wasn't so simple as their lives progressed, however...Liam never ceased his abusive torture upon Celmaru, he had beaten Celia multiple times, simply because Celmaru wasn't listening to him...and she happened to be nearby.
'Along with that, my husband was contained within his basement for nearly five days without any sustenance....he never seemed to have any intent of allowing my husband to escape, at least...not until his Mother found him in that very basement....he appeared to be so frail by then....he was pale, and gaunt. Celmaru's Saiyan metabolism never assisted him within the span of those four days....'
Phae's voice, even mentally, began to crack, and quiver...as if to hold back tears.
'...L-Liam....even murdered...m-my husband's f-first and only f-friend...simply to a-assert his d-dominance. Liam was the c-catalyst for my h-husband's bitterness t-towards....towards the Earth....b-by the time h-he was sixteen. H-He always insults C-Celmaru....for no reason...n-no matter what he does....and with this tournament c-coming up....I-I'm not sure if h-husband could control himself....'
'...Celmaru always t-tries to bear the w-weight of the world....s-simply because he w-wants to prove himself worthy of affection....w-within his own family...o-only his Mother and Father have e-ever truly loved him for what he was...b-before me....he just w-wants to be a-accepted as something he truly is...r-rather than what everyone p-perceives him to be....'
Phae's floating had slowed to a crawl....and her telepathic link begun to slip towards the others. Whatever they must have heard would be fragmented and out of place, however it was enough to tell them something. So far, ever since Liam had reappeared within the hybrid's life....his smile was an act, practically a lie.
MSSJ activated. PL is now 2,750,020...
@tokoz....Have fun dealing with this.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2016 0:27:56 GMT
Waiting until everyone else had exited, Walker slowly got up. He seemed to flow out of the door, body shifting to squeeze through the low frame. Bastion followed, although far less gracefully, and the pair stood and watched as events unfolded. It was clear that there was more to this than was immediately apparent. The elder tree stared, utterly silent, as the individuals around him acted. Assassins, sent by Celmaru's cousin. He had heard that Celmaru had a terrible set of relatives, but he had tried to restrain himself. Phae had seemed to be doing wonders for the young man.
The tree folded his arms behind his back, his eyes closed, as the half-Saiyan screamed at the assassin. It seemed there was still some exceptionally dim people in this world. That, or they had not been properly briefed on just how strong Celmaru was. Glancing over with one half-open eye, he noted Presto consuming one of the Assassins. "Bastion, go attend to her." The younger tree nodded, moving over quickly.
As he approached, his arms reached out, and for a moment, it looked as though he was about to attack Presto. However, his grasping motion continued, and a second later, he was holding the half-covered man by the shoulders. He smiled, his helm hanging from his armor's belt, and the cheer in his voice was rather bizarre, considering what was happening. "Eat up, dear. I hear Majin's function a bit like Bio-Androids, and trust me, this man will not be missed." Any minute chance the assassin had of escaping had just vanished, his body held in place for Presto to fully consume. It was weirdly romantic, in it's own way.
Meanwhile, Walker was listening to Phae's words. Three of the Assassins remained, still held in the air, now twitching and looking frightened. Slowly, Walker's eyes opened, and then the air around him seemed to explode. He hadn't been suppressing his Ki, but it was clear now that he had been keeping his Aura down. The air was whipping about, and a harsh red light was shining, dying everything a bloody crimson. Walker's head was burning, and his body seemed to be leaking flame. The hands holding the assassins vanished, and the trio fell to the ground. A voice spoke, cold and emotionless. "You are going to die. But I want you to realize just how insignificant you really are before you do. Run. Realize how futile your hateful profession is."
The three didn't need any encouragement, and turned, bolting away from the house. The sound of their footsteps had barely had time to register when Walker blurred away. A second later, each of them froze. The level to which people were able to perceive the split-second events depended heavily on their power level. To Daika, Arias, and Presto, they may have seen a trail of movement, as though Walker was in multiple places at once. Arias may have been able to see a bit more. To the Assassins, it was as if the world had suddenly become agony that is indescribable.
If a surgeon had become murderously angry, he might have found some inventively painful way to kill the target of his rage. As they slowly toppled, the Assassins seemed to come apart. Each of them had been injured, all over their body, with no single injury being the same. The throats had been crushed, like a soda can, while a leg or arm had been shattered in so many places that it was flopping like jello. Cuts, holes, and to top off the laundry list of fatal wounds, they were all burning with a hellish flame. The fire seemed to coat them, searing away the flesh until nothing but blackened bones remained. As the corpses fell to the ground, Walker looked at everyone around. "... I apologize for that. I did manage to retain some measure of mercy, as these were not the source of the problem. However, Phae..."
He turned, and stared at the seaweed woman. "I promised I would not harm Celmaru's family. I'm going to have to break that promise. His Cousin, one way or another, is going to find Hell a welcome relief from my attentions." The words were flat, devoid of inflection or emotion. Bowing formally to Arias and Daika, Walker rose, nodding to his son. "Bastion, have Presto stop by the Cathedral soon. We'll need to teach her, and her parents do not have the same body-types that the three of us do. She will have to learn differently. Additionally, magic may be involved." This utterly off-hand comment concluded, he rose up, flying off after Celmaru, the harsh glow of his flaming body fading in the distance.
[Walker has left the thread] [Zeni Please]
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