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Post by Riku on Apr 11, 2016 20:42:48 GMT
[Thread PL: 66,514 Medium Weights ON Current PL: 33,257] Ah, fucking hell. Seems like today is gonna be a long day... Riku paced as he entered the long hallway of the Galactic Patrol office. He led the trio of him, Daika and the captive, Arias. He looked around as he continued to walk, noticing the plaques and ornaments spread around the place. For a police office, this one was pretty damn large. He had only been part of the Patrol for a few days, but he was already warming up to the people and the way they work. However, today was a rather sad day seeing as how Arias would be sentenced for her earlier crimes, something Daika would have to live with. What Riku thought made it worse, the fact that it was Daika who was taking her in. They approached a large double door, painted a nice cool brown, very professional to say the least. Riku looked back at the two, his expression turning gloomy . "Well now, we have arrived. In this room, behind those doors, you will have your hearing, and therefore be judged and given a sentence. Our leader, Beryl Roarke will be the one to do this. Before we enter, allow me to address protocol. First, as the captive and accused, you are only permitted to speak when formally asked or told to speak or defend yourself. Near you will be guards, making sure you do not try to escape or hurt any witnesses, judges or authority. By no means are you allowed to informally call out or speak out of turn during your hearing or sentencing."Riku paused for a moment, realizing something crucial. In a courtroom, there was always a cross examination, a prosecution and time for witnesses. He tapped his chin for a few moments, wondering WHO would have to accuse her. Of course, Arias was on the Galactic Patrol's wanted list, but the Patrol was at least fair enough to allow a proper session before jailing the culprit, or so he thought. Sighing, he folded his arms and spoke again. "Also, in this session you will most likely be cross examined, meaning you will be asked various questions, of which I cannot tell you prior to your hearing. Keep in mind, however, if Beryl decides to simply jail you or give you a sentence the moment we walk in there, he is allowed to. Now, I will say one more thing. As the officers that brought you in, me and Daika MUST, by Galactic Patrol law, speak against you and explain all that has transpired within the time period you have been wanted. Belle, who you obviously already know, may indeed show up at whatever moment to testify against you, seeing as how she was the first officer on the scene."
Once again, the saiyan in black paused and looked at Daika. He placed his hand on the two doors and pushed them open. The room was large, a pedestal near the back wall, rows filling the back where the doors were and two tables up in small rectangle. A large throne like structure resided up front, most likely where Beryl would sit. Near it was a smaller structure, possibly where the accused would be placed when cross examined. Beryl had yet to arrive, meaning whatever words the two wanted to say to him now, they could do so. "Beryl has yet to arrive. Until then, you may speak to one another of whatever it is you like. I'm sorry, Arias, that this is the way things have to be...Daika, when you finish your last words please, take Arias to the table on the right and have her prepare for when Beryl arrives. I shall be awaiting him by his chair."With that the saiyan headed for the throne structure and folded his arms, waiting for their leader to arrive. He hoped things would go quickly, this really wasn't the kind of situations he liked to be in. Arias Daika Beryl Roarke
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Post by Daika on Apr 12, 2016 2:04:37 GMT
The Albino Saiyan took no notice of the interior of the office as they walked down one of its many corridors, as he was too busy brooding to himself. To say that Daika was worried and upset was an understatement, as no man should have to be the one who has to put their own love away in the slammer. I will just have to hope Beryl is a fair judge, or else I would have to step in. It may cost me my job, but I will not let Arias be unfairly judged because some clerk behind an office computer neglected to gather information about her condition. He walked forwards with Arias in his arms, his hands gripping onto her shoulders as he lead her towards the court chamber. Riku walked by next to them, silently thinking to himself as they walked. As they approached the entrance to the chamber, Riku looked at the two of them, a very dark and gloomy face accompanying his already intense stare. Here, he explained to Arias and himself what would be done in the chamber, although the Albino warrior was already well educated on the procedure. He explained what she could and could not do while in the chamber, although he was sure that if something wrong was said about her, she would not hesitate to begin talking. And if she didn’t then he would. He hoped that the sentence that was about to be passed onto her would not be too harsh. As Riku began to explain the cross-examination, Daika turned briefly to talk into Arias’s ear. “I know that you probably would not want to talk because you feel guilty. If you get asked a question, do not hesitate to answer. Sitting there and brooding shall only make things worse, Arias.” He turned back to look at Riku as he said that he would be forced to speak against her. “I will, but if anyone starts spreading rumors, lies or simply talks shit, they better hope they have life insurance.”
The black armored Saiyan looked at him, before he put both his arms on the door and pushed them open, to reveal the court chamber itself. It was a large room, with plenty of wooden furniture. The Judge’s seat was raised above all other pieces of decoration inside the room, while smaller seats and benches were laid out in an orderly fashion. At Riku’s behest, Daika took Arias over to the accused stand. He locked her cuffs to the box itself, so that she could not try to escape. “Arias. No matter what happens, do not cave in to the questions. Stay calm, but do not hesitate to defend yourself if someone begins to lie about you. Good luck.” He smiled at her, as he quickly gave her a short, yet sweet hug. Afterwards, he walked after Riku, and stood next to him beside the throne. Beryl would arrive soon, and then the real battle would begin.
PL: 24,723 Heavy Weights equipped!Weighted PL: 6,180 Arias
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Post by Arias on Apr 16, 2016 3:43:01 GMT
Arias had stayed silent the entire time, her expression and eyes blank. What was going on in her head, nobody knew. The cuffs upon her itched and she felt the ability to use her ki faltering which must mean the cuffs were ki-restraining. Arias couldn't even attempt to hug her mate, which indeed brought the Saiyaness sorrow. When Riku began speaking, she looked up and made eye contact only as long as she spoke, absorbing the information given to her by Riku. For some, weird reason, her expression didn't change and the insanity lurking behind her eyes was there, plain as day. Whatever happened to her to cause her to snap was unknown to everyone but her. The Saiyaness didn't say anything to her mate, only looking at him with a blank, unreadable expression. Her hazel eyes had turned into a Phae-green hue. Despite the encouragement to talk, she still remained rather silent throughout the entire speech and what he said to her. She hung her head, her hair matted and rather unkempt, the soft hair knotted and ratted in some places, she obviously looked as if she had just crawled out of hell. Her face was pale, as she looked up, only raising her head slightly to look around the room where her fate would be spoken. She gave a soft, inaudible whimper, but she spoke for the first time in hours, with a sincerity to her tone. " I love you, Daika. Forever and always.." Her eyes slightly welled tear-wise with emotion, as she shoved the emotions back into her broken-down mental state and hung her head once more as she waited upon Beryl for her sentencing to begin. She didn't wish to say anything, as she felt she would quickly step out of line. She knew she was insane, and whatever the punishment was, she would embrace it. Even should it be death. Arias watched Daika out of the corner of her eyes slowly approaching where Riku currently stood, her hands remained in her lap and her head was hung to hide her current emotions. She knew this was what he had to do, and she wouldn't hold a grudge of any kind against her lover. The mark on her neck was plain as day, despite all she wanted to do was go home, and sit in the embrace of her mate. She stifled a few small sobs, tears falling onto her purple and blue training gi, trickling softly down her face. A sad day this was indeed.. Arias looked up and made eye contact with Daika, a small smile crossing upon her lips. " Heh. Guess I never thought something like this would happen. I'm a Saiyan. They can break my mind and my body, but they can't break my soul. No matter the punishment, I'll be just fine, Daika. Just know that I love you. Forever and always." She tried to keep the smile, before her expression became blank, despite small tears flowing down her cheeks. " I'll always be with you. No matter how far away we are. My heart is yours, and will forever be. Sane or not, just know I still love you with a burning passion hotter than the sun's core itself." The tears soon stopped, as a sort of sickening, demonic smile crossed her lips and she began to laugh, the laughter laced with the dark undertones of insanity. Her body twitched slightly with the laughter, nor could she stifle it with her hands. Her eyes clouded over with the insane, demented fog that they had been covered in previously, during the events in the North. The laughter quickly stopped, and she looked up at Riku, baring her teeth in a aggressive, sickening smile, her canines very prominent in the smile. Heh.... never thought I'd get arrested by these pansy-cops. I'm not going to have a grudge against Daika at all, but man I would just love to blast this room to bits. Damn these ki-restraining cuffs, they ITCH. Previously being an SSE Saiyan has consequences. Go figure. Wonder what I did besides all of this to be wanted. Bunch of loons.. I must keep myself calm.. I will keep myself calm, for Daika. I don't want him to go through any more than he already has. If anyone tries to hurt him, I don't care, I will come out claws swinging.Arias proceeded to rub her hands against the cuff sides, trying to relieve the annoying, painful itching. She sighed in relief when the itching went away, and held her head down once more. The feeling of the cuffs made her feel as if she was trapped, and as a result became lonely, wrapping herself in a cocoon of depression. The power she had surged through her head, causing her to burst out in a fit of demonic, psychopathic laughter. Beryl Roarke (Thread PL: 76,529 )
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Post by Samba on Apr 17, 2016 3:38:17 GMT
Samba had woken up today believing that everything would have been just, as usual, normal as can be; he would stretch up toward the ceiling and do a few yoga poses to have the blood flowing through his veins, next he would grab a towel, his toothbrush, and personal liquid-soap specifically made for Zoanthropes and head toward the bathroom to begin his morning routine. Half an hour later he would exit the bathroom, feeling clean and ready for the day ahead of him, but first, he needed a fresh change of clothes to wear. He had not bothered to buy any sort of informal clothes of any kind, instead, he had made sure to get multiple copies of the same outfit that he got from that day when he left his home village. He guessed that if he wanted he could just go for normal style of clothing, but seeing just how tight these jeans could be, not to mention how some people zealously followed the latest "trends" with an eerie determination made the tall and burly Wolf Zoanthrope wary of falling into the same trap as they did. Shaking his head off these ludicrous thoughts the male made sure that he was fully clothed and ready before heading out, stopping momentarily when he saw a note stuck on the outside of his door and blinked, momentarily thrown, before reaching for it and reading its contents, raising a brow once he was done. "Beryl wants to see me for something important? I wonder what he wants, the note makes it sounds like it is something really important." Crushing the note and dumping it into a trashcan nearby the male set forth across a hallway and took a turn once it branched off into four directions, one being just where he came from and headed to the direction where Beryl's office resided in the large royal spaceship. Once he was across the room he'd knock three times, wait about three seconds before pushing open the button to open the door and head inside, blinking once as he looked around the room and ignored the whoosh behind him as the door closed. "You wanted to see me, Bossman?" His voice sounded bored but his ears were perked up in attention to hear every word that his Boss would say, still paying half an ear and believing that whatever that Beryl would say will not really catch him off guard. He was sorely proved wrong seconds later. "YOU WANT ME TO WHAT?!" The roar echoed throughout the whole spaceship, and those that were previously asleep would probably wake up and curse the screaming existence of Samba once the ringing in their ears stopped. But before he could lay it on Beryl on why was that such a bad idea and on why would he even dare to accept such a request, his eyes caught the fast speeding bullet punch heading right for his face at the last second, but ultimately not fast enough to dodge in time. There was a thump as something large hit a hard surface, and a groan of pain that sounded distinctly with a growly undertone, before Beryl's voice rang out with a deadpan tone. "You better close that mouth, and here, take this." There was the sound of shifting papers before Samba got back on his own two massive feet and held the side of his head with one hand to stop the world from spinning, though it didn't seem to work at all as far as the shifting blobs of colors dancing across his vision could tell. Blinking away the dizziness, at last, the male looked down as a manilla folder was pushed against his chest and he reflexively took a hold of it before it could land on the ground. "Grr... I don't like this, Bossman. But since Belle is away for the time being," Which caused a small flare of forlorn emotion to stab his heart before he pushed it away. "and with Gnash off doing Kami knows what, but potentially teaching Zam-Zam the wonders of the world, I guess I'm the only one qualified to restrain her if she does something stupid." Samba could not believe that he would have to meet and make Arias's sentence himself since Beryl was extremely busy with much more important matters for the moment, so he had settled for giving Samba this job to make sure justice was served. Sighing deeply the male turned around and left the room, waving goodbye at his boss before the door opened and closed behind him once he was on the other side. "Alright, let's see here." Samba thumbed the manilla folder open and leafed through its contents while paying half an ear to his surroundings, as he kept reading through the information the male's brow rose and rose upward by the second until it seemed like it wanted to disappear at the top of his forehead and fly away. "I see... interesting." Samba filed away the names and descriptions of the others that had been at the scene of the crime in the Frozen North, Belle's notes and description were very detailed, not to mention that her drawing also helped put a face to the descriptions. He couldn't help but wonder what were that amount of people doing off into the Frozen North Wastelands in the middle of the night while a police investigation and arrest were taking place. He ultimately deemed it as unimportant for now, and so pushed the thought to the back of his mind as his ears caught the sound of a conversation at what seemed to be the other side of the spaceship. If the directions that Beryl gave him were correct then that would be where Arias's sentencing was to take place, the fact that he could hear Daika, Riku, and her voice was also a dead giveaway. He kept listening to their conversation as he slowly approached their location, his feet thundering against the ground with his weight, making hollow 'thuds' as he walked to his destination. He stopped walking when he finally reached the large double doors, their color a nice cool brown amiss the specified colors of the large royal spaceship. He was about to push open the doors when Arias's grating laughter greeted his ears, making him wince slightly in pain as he had not expected that at all, though considering how crazy he had been the last two times he encountered her he shouldn't be as surprised as he was now. Sighing deeply once more the Wolf Zoan pushed the large double doors and entered the chamber, spotting Daika and Riku immediately at the back of the room where Beryl's seat was located for the actual man to sit down and lay judgment upon those that sat in the smaller replica in front of the throne-like seat. Though he knew that Beryl wouldn't really go for such formalities, he'd probably go straight to the point instead of dragging it out, unless the arrested criminal had committed such a horrible crime that it required all of Beryl's attention. Regardless of what he believed his boss's way of thinking to be in this situation, he cleared his throat to announce his presence (not that they wouldn't have been able to feel him coming towards them if they knew a lick of Ki Sensing) and addressed the room at large. "Heads up, because I'm not going to repeat myself. Beryl is currently too busy to grace you with his presence, so he has deemed it necessary to have me come in his stead, and as we can see," Samba slapped lightly the manilla folder that he held in his hand. "You've been busy. Assaulting a Galactic Patrol member not one but twice, attempted murder against the same individuals, actual murder against a sentient being of robotic origin, and ending with chaotic behavior. Not to mention assisting the SSE that one time when you attacked me AND Chili Pepper, a Galactic Patrol member by the way." Samba crossed his arms over his muscled chest and tapped the end-point of the manilla folder against his bicep. "I am sure there are many more charges against you that we don't know about. But that's neither here nor there today." The Zoan rolled his eyes a bit, still trying his hardest to remain as professional as possible despite the fact that the one that earned his ire was standing not even about ten feet away from him, thankfully with Ki suppressing cuffs tightly woven around her wrists otherwise things could get messy really fast if she let her anger overtake her common sense and tried to attack him again. "So, ready to hear your sentence?" Samba drawled, raising a brow at Arias and waiting to see what her response would be seeing him again and to realize that he would be the one to declare her punishment. Thread PL: 100915 Heavyweights ON PL: 25229
Daika Riku Arias
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Post by Riku on Apr 17, 2016 4:09:43 GMT
Riku simply waited for the hearing to begin, at moments glancing at the door to see if Beryl would walk in. However, it had been a while waiting, and it seemed as though Beryl was running pretty late, something Riku found unprofessional. The saiyan in black eyed Arias and Daika, who were exhchanging words. He squinted slightly, as he suddenly saw something strange in Arias. There was a strange sickness to her, something he hadn't picked up earlier. He didn't know what it was, but he would be keeping an eye on her. After a few moments of them embracing, Daika headed towards the saiyan in black. Riku pretended to look at the Albino saiyan, but his eyes were still focused on the cuffed saiyaness.
A sickening smile crept across Arias' lips as she looked up at Riku. The saiyan in black could only stare down at her, his expression blank. He didn't feel fear, but he felt uneasy. Something was wrong with this woman, and he didn't like it at all. As Daika approached Riku turned his back to Arias and stared at the wall. He spoke in a low tone to Daika. "Daika...is Arias okay? She has a sort of demonic feel to her...as if something evil was residing in her."
Just as he spoke these words, thundering footsteps could be heard coming towards the room. It was as if a large group was heading for them, but when the two doors opened, all he saw was a humanoid in black fur. Riku's eyes met his for a second, it was Samba, another co-worker. The saiyan stared at the manilla folder he had, assuming that was the report on the current sitaution. As he strolled in he addressed the room, stating that Beryl would not be attending the sentence, and he was his replacement.
Riku nodded, understanding that as leader of such an organization Beryl would be rather busy. The saiyan in black walked to the Zoan's side, giving him a light pat on the back. "Good to see you, Samba." The wolf humanoid opened the folder as he glared at Arias, who was scratching her hand. He stated the charges that were placed against her from the recent crimes. He also added something Riku didn't know, how she had attacked him and another Galactic Patrol officer named Chili. Hell, it looked like Arias had a thing for attacking Galactic Patrol officers.
Samba proceeded to ask if she was ready for her sentence. The saiyan in black folded his arms as he waited for the punishments to be given. "May as well get this part over with, there's a lot of over things we have to go through with her."
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Apr 17, 2016 17:05:30 GMT
“What was that, Daika?”
Beryl stood in the entrance of the room, dark-brown eyes burning into the white-haired Saiyan’s skull. There was no aura, no flashy lights, no bio-electricity, no visible indication of Beryl tapping into his full strength. However, the power that he had was simply unnatural – far greater than what people were used to sensing (those that knew him at least). It nearly broke six million on the power level scale, and this frightening power matched the terrifying expression on Beryl’s visage. Frankly, the dark-skinned human looked absolutely livid. While he was the shortest and least intimidating appearance-wise in the room, his power was literally enough to make people shit themselves upon first contact. To make matters worse –
He heard everything that was said.
“While I understand that you care about Arias very much, I suggest that you keep your threats to yourself.” With that, Beryl began to walk forward, his eyes shifting from Daika to Samba to Riku before falling on Arias herself. He gave her a good look over and mentally scoffed. She was a Saiyan – a typical one full of pride and arrogance. Her tears earned no sympathy from the Galactic Patrol leader. “No one is here to break you, Arias. There is no need to. We already have more than enough incriminating evidence against you.” Beryl then glanced over at Samba. “I’m sorry for the punch earlier, but I’ll go ahead and take it from here.” He didn’t mean to deck Samba in the face, but he was becoming increasingly annoyed with the “attitude” many of the Galactic Patrol members have been giving him lately. Beryl didn’t even bother getting up into the judge’s seat. Instead, he just stood in front of Arias, staring.
“Since you cannot be trusted to conduct yourself in an orderly manner, I’m going to make sure that you do so. You will tagged with a tracking device – a nanochip embedded just below the skin. This will allow me to keep tabs on your location at all times. If you use your ki in any way, then I’ll know. Do not try to remove the chip; if you do, then I’ll come find you personally. The same goes if I catch you assaulting people and trying to kill them outside of self-defense. If that happens, I’ll show you no mercy. Do I make myself clear?”
Silence followed.
PL -- 256,667; Spiritual Insight (x16P): 4,106,672; Spiritual Ascension - ACTIVE (x23): 5,903,341
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Post by Daika on Apr 18, 2016 13:32:10 GMT
The Saiyan was calm, and patiently waited for something to happen which may require his attention. Arias then thought it would be a great time to start laughing like an inmate of an insane asylum, she was doing the exact opposite of what he wanted her to do. He continued to stare straight ahead as Samba walked in through the doors, carrying with him what the Saiyan assumed was her criminal record. He still had no idea what the hell she had done apart from attempting to attack Belle, of his fellow GP officers. As such, he believed that the sentence would be relatively minor due to only a single offence being committed. Oh, how wrong he was going to be.
The wolf Zoan slapped the manila folder in his hand, before listing off the crimes she had committed, and he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Attempted murder, Actual murder… and assisting the SSE in an attack on two of his own co-workers. His eyes widened in shock as he read off these particular crimes. Wh… what? She never told me about that? The hell? He was beginning to feel that he had made a very big mistake. She had been lying to him, telling him that everything was going great while she helped a fellow SSE member attack GP officers? He couldn’t believe it.
Coughing loudly, he slowly began to make his way towards the exit. “I… I need to go get some fresh air.” He would ignore any attempt to stop him from exiting the court room, shutting both of the great doors behind him. Those who stayed inside the room would then begin to hear him begin to yell very loudly from outside, almost all of the words spoken being cuss words. Shortly after, a very loud banging sound started up, almost as if someone was repeatedly hitting their head against the wall because they were either incredibly upset or they just figured something out that they should have a long time ago. After a few moments, the banging stopped, and the Albino Saiyan simply left the scene, making his way out of the ship and flying away. What he had heard today was weighing heavily on his mind, and he needed to desperately get help on what to do with this extremely difficult situation.
Thread exit, huehue. I guess I'll take PL with HW bonus
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Post by Arias on Apr 18, 2016 14:09:12 GMT
Arias was laughing, the venomous laughter echoing throughout the room. Her eyes were full of the dark, twisted insanity if the tone didn't already give it away. She wanted so badly to just blow the entire place to shreds, but something in her re-noted Daika's presence and the Saiyaness calmed down slightly, but only for a brief millisecond as she sensed Samba approaching. Her blood boiled at the thought of the Zoanthrope, anger blinding her and making her give in to an insane rage.
She looked behind her to see Samba approaching, a small growl rumbling in her throat as she was getting pretty angry just by Samba being in the same room. She roared angrily, trying to tear herself away from the box so she could attempt to fling herself at Samba, but to no avail. The growl remained in her throat as she sat back down, and when she tried to break the cuffs, she suddenly whimpered.
The cuffs had shocked her, and since she was weak to electricity, she growlee with her ears flat against her head. Even that small shock had hurt her. It probably showed her weakness to said element, and she tried to calm down, although it stung and a small tear appeared out of the corner of her eye. She listened to Samba, surprised that he was a GP member but all the same, she gave a chuckle.
When Beryl appeared, she snapped her head up and froze, eyes going wide with terror. Her heart pounded in her chest, adrenaline surging through her body. She wasn’t able to say anything, and rather gave a fearful expression to Beryl and nodded once, shaking badly in terror. She started laughing harder, the laughter being the only way to vent her emotions. She was truly laughing like she really was a member of the insane asylum.
At least he didn’t decide to cut off my damn tail. At least I get to keep my dignity, and my Saiyan pride, but is he really going to sit there and stalk me all day? Freak.. She almost gave a snort of contempt, but instead said nothing. Unless Beryl read her mind, he wouldn’t know what she was thinking. Her face was blank and expressionless, and she chose to hide her emotions and her thoughts.
“I heard you loud and clear. I’m not going to try to remove this. As long as it is out of sight it is out of mind and I don’t care if I’m embedded with the chip, as long as it doesn’t drive me crazy with itching. I would not expect mercy, and I do not think it would come to fists. The sooner we get this over with the sooner I can go figure out why the hell Daika was banging his head against the wall.” Her voice was monotone, face blank and emotionless.
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Post by Samba on Apr 18, 2016 16:22:48 GMT
"I wish I could say the same, Riku," Samba monotoned, motioning at the chained Saiyan sitting on the chair in front of him. "But considering the circumstances, you'd understand why I'm not exactly thrilled here." Actually, he was somewhat thrilled that Arias was caught and would be sentenced to the punishment she deserved, but he didn't let any of that cross his face.
He had heard Daika's comment before entering the chamber, but he did not wish to start something in the middle of a proceeding, so he was aiming to perhaps grab the male later and make him explain himself with that threat he just made, even if it was to empty air at the time, but it seemed that someone else beat him to the punch. "It's no problem, Bossman," Samba stated with a slight stutter, a bead of sweat trailing down the side of his face as Beryl's full might washed over him. He had not felt it before in the dark-skinned male's office because it was suppressed at the time, but now that it wasn't he could swear that Beryl's strength multiplied greatly from last time.
It just sparked the flame inside of him again, if Beryl could have gotten so strong after a while then he could do the same as well! He'd show Beryl that he could break the chains holding his true strength back and become really powerful someday. He promised to himself after all, that once he became a decent challenge for Beryl that he'd spar with the man with everything that he had.
Right now though he needed to concentrate, legal stuff was happening. "I wouldn't recommend attacking me again, Arias," Samba said, a sort of distinct gleeful tone in his voice. "Or do you want to make your sentence harsher than what it already is? But by all means, keep laughing like a madman, that is certainly helping your case." Not that he had to worry about her suddenly attacking him considering that Beryl was here and scaring the girl shitless, not that he couldn't take care of himself as well, he was way stronger than last time and if Arias tried anything he was safe in the knowledge that he could knock her out without even trying.
Before he could stop himself the male snickered in amusement at her predicament, it served her right in his opinion.
With Daika going outside to get a bit of fresh air it just left the courtroom with Beryl, Riku, Arias and him inside, but not for long since he was no longer needed here now that Beryl was in the room. "Alrighty, since I'm no longer needed as far as I can tell. I'll bid you all goodbye. Beryl, I'll be using the Gravity Chamber just so you know." He stopped with a hand on the double doors and looked behind him. "I'd prefer to do it alone if no one minds. I want to get to one hundred times normal gravity before the week is over." With that said the male pushed the double doors open and left the courtroom, heading straight for the Gravity Chamber at the other side of the spaceship. Thread exit for me. PL please w/ Dojo bonus if applicable.
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Post by Riku on Apr 21, 2016 2:20:07 GMT
The next occurrence surprised the saiyan, seeing Beryl appear. He stood by the double doors, staring at them all. His voice filled the room, and as he approached Riku's scouter began to beep insanely fast, the lens suddenly cracking and the ear piece smoking. He stared at his leader, slightly terrified at the massive power level he was giving off. Moments later, Daika left the room, and in a few seconds the sound of banging came from outside of the room. Clearly, it had been the Albino saiyan either slamming his head or fists agains the wall. The noise stopped, and that must have been a sign that he had left the scene. Turning back, he stared at Arias, who chuckled maniaclly. Her expression was as satanic as could be, and that scared the living shit out of Riku.
As Samba spoke the saiyaness almost tried to pounce on the Zoan, but was stopped by a small shock from the cuffs. Beryl's punishment seemed fair, at least to Riku, especially with how crazy Arias had been acting during this whole Kami forsaken sentence. Samba then made his way out, speaking of training in gravity alone. The saiyan in black folded his arms and stared for the door.
"If you'll excuse me, I must attend to an important matter elsewhere. I shall see you all soon, hopefully. Beryl-sama, I will report to you if anything happens, I may be leaving Earth for now. Good day, friends. And you, Arias."
------- Thread Exit, PL please.
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Apr 21, 2016 6:35:26 GMT
With Daika out in the hallway trying to bust his head open against the wall, Arias laughing like a satanic psychopath, Samba eyeing him like he was a piece of meat and Riku’s scouter blowing up from the immense power level Beryl was giving off, it was safe to say that Beryl was getting more and more irritable every passing second. The thing that made him the angriest was the fact that Arias wasn’t taking her punishment very seriously; yes – the bitch was crazy, but she could’ve at least faked that she was taking this situation seriously. After Arias spoke, Beryl stared down at her – normally warm, dark-brown eyes now icy and piercing. “It’s clear that you aren’t taking this seriously,” Beryl stated, closing his eyes for a brief moment. “But that’s fine. Either way, you are aware of the terms and conditions you're under; it's up to you whether you want to obey them or not.” And that was that. If Arias wanted to test Beryl’s patience, then she’d get a free trip to Aoi Brenchia from Beryl’s fist itself.
Samba made his way out of the courtroom and proceeded to claim the gravity chamber to himself. Beryl sighed; there went his training opportunity for the day. “Yeah, that’s fine, Samba,” he muttered, turning to eye Riku. He nodded at the dark-haired Saiyan. “Alright, Riku. Please stay safe; if you need anything, you know how to contact me.” A pause. “And I’ll buy you a new scouter too.”
With Riku and Samba going their separate ways, Beryl moved towards Arias and reached to grab her bicep. “Come on. I’ll escort you outside.” Arias wouldn’t get a choice in the matter for Beryl was ready to drag her ass if need be. Whenever the two reached the ship’s exit, Beryl took out a syringe-looking pen from his pocket. He then tapped it against Arias’s arm, the brief contact enough for the nanochip to be embedded underneath the young woman’s skin. With that done, Beryl removed the ki-suppressing handcuffs from Arias’s wrists. With cuffs still in hand, Beryl stared at the pasty girl, visage stoic. “You’re free to go. Remember the terms of your sentence.”
OOC -- Exit post for me. I'll take PL w/ Dojo bonus.
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Post by Arias on Apr 21, 2016 10:55:39 GMT
Hearing Samba just made her blood boil, she wanted to rip off his smirk, while ripping his muzzle off in the process. "You're not exactly thrilled hmm? The thrill rolling off of you in waves is quite.. the exact polar opposite of what you have said. So technically, you just lied to your commander. How does that feel, lying to someone you know? I do it every day." She was amused at how Samba called him 'bossman'. "If you ask me, you should call him master, wolf boy. He should be walking you like a real dog."
She wanted badly to sock Samba in the face, but instead chose to restrain herself because she had no other choice. The cuffs shocked her again, and she jumped in surprise and hissed in pain. She looked up at Riku, and gave him another sickening, eerie smile. Letting the smile fade, she turned her head once again to a more pressing matter, Beryl himself.
She looked at Beryl, eyes stone cold and blank, the laughter dying off and her eyes became cold and heartless. When addressed by Beryl, noting the frustration rolling from him in waves, she gave a small smile and made direct eye contact with Beryl himself. "I told you I was listening. You deaf?" She smirked, and then turned her head to watch the commotion. She giggled slightly, amused at Riku's scouter breaking. Every time a scouter broke in front of her, Arias would laugh in their face about it.
Arias watched everyone leaving, feeling Beryl grab onto her arm and she got up, following him outside and feeling a sharp pain in her arm for a split second. The nanochip began itching and Arias wanted badly to scratch it, so instead she lets him take the cuffs off of her, and immediately runs and takes off into the air to get away from Beryl and everything that happened today.
Bunch of weird people. I could have taken Daika and Riku with ease but those stupid ki cuffs ruined my chance to murder that Zoanthrope. I hope we meet again someday, and in a death situation. I would love to rip his heart out of his furry chest, and lick his blood off my fingers. I'd better behave, AND GOD DAMN IT THIS NANOCHIP ITCHES LIKE HELL!
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Post by Zerori on Apr 21, 2016 21:07:40 GMT
Arias 1,676 <-- Word count2,313 <-- PL gains103,255 PL --> 104,568 PL~-~-~-~ Beryl Roarke 761 <-- Word count1,663 <-- PL gains256,667 PL --> 258,330 PL~-~-~-~ Daika 886 <-- Word count1,827<-- PL gains32,973 PL --> 34,800 PL~-~-~-~ Samba 2,022 <-- Word count5,328<-- PL gains105,605 PL --> 110,933 PL~-~-~-~ Riku 1,358 <-- Word count2,801<-- PL gains74,302 PL --> 77,103 PL
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