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Post by Arias on Apr 17, 2016 23:32:49 GMT
Arias had decided to take a walk down the streets of South Capitol, not caring as the many people fled before her, seeing her Saiyan tail. She mused slightly, but didn't say anything about it and continued to walk on her merry way. She thought about Ayumu, and blinked slowly remembering the man. She then looked down at the tiny child within her arms, who was currently cuddled close and asleep. People stared at her as if she would blow something up at any minute, but Arias well knew of the nanochip she had been implanted with to check her location at all times. Arias no longer cared, and remained calm despite a lot of people freaking out at her tail. She shakes her head and wonders why they all overreacted so much, regardless she chose to leave it be still. She didn't have any intention to attack anyone, and just felt good to be free. It was greatly annoying that she was being watched like a dog on a leash, and it made her a little bit miffed. Regardless, she chose to simply stroll down the sidewalk with sleepy Fuku in her arms. Arias gently shielded the child from the light in a basket with a blanket draped over it, in which she carried the baby girl. She sensed a slight disturbance nearby, and looked towards the flaring energies. It probably wouldn't be a good idea to do this, regardless she wanted to see what the mess was all about, and attempt to clear it up. She strides towards the mess, and realized Ayumu was in the mess. Getting a bit worried, she chose to pick up her pace and walk towards the mess at a faster rate, almost flying towards the scene, but making sure the blanket remained draped over the basket to keep Fuku asleep. "Hey! Leave the man alone!" Arias shouted, nearing the scene to find out Ayumu was being mugged and she did not like the way they picked on Ayumu. It made her blood boil in anger, and she took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, knowing Fuku could sense her emotions if she got too worked up. She flared her ki as an attempt to intimidate them into leaving Ayumu alone, and she couldn't attack unless in self defense. Nostalgic Ayumu Thread PL: 79,883. Heavy Weights equipped~ Thread PL: 19,970.75 )) |
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 17, 2016 23:43:31 GMT
(house pl bonus - PL: 96,291 )
While you flared up your own energy, seeing the cart having been pushed in a hole and his leg being stuck between the hole and the cart, blood flowing slowly down into the hole, Ayumu had lost consciousness while you saw the five men starting to draw scimitar like blades, a little cliched but they worked strangely well for slashing through flesh as three jumped towards you, with their miniscule powerlevel... One even went for a clever feint while throwing his scimitar towards your tail, hoping to slash of the entire thing in one go.
"You bitch, today we will show you how you will be destroyed!, You will not stand a chance to survive!"
"Hey, Bro, i think we can sell her off along with the kid..."
"Nah, Let us just take her out! There is nothing more fun than seeing one of the flames starting to extinguish with a mere snap of our finger is there?!"
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Post by Arias on Apr 17, 2016 23:50:12 GMT
Arias stared in horror as she noticed Ayumu injured, her blood boiled in a small amount of rage as she went to attack one person, and the telltale swing of a blade, a sharp pain, and Arias lost her tail. She turned around, staring in complete horror, with wide, horrified eyes. "No... N..No..." She whispered, biting her lip in sorrow. A flame ignited within her soul, anger boiling up and over, as her ki aura exploded around her in a fit of rage, throwing anyone off as she gently set the basket down beside Ayumu, cracking her neck and flexing her arms, preparing for a fight.
Charging directly at one man, she moved at a speed enough to steal the scimitar from one of them, and another from the others. She twirled the blades in her hands, and a smirk appeared on her lips. "Now, which one of you wants to lose their head for me losing my tail? I'd cut off your tails but sadly, you have none so your heads will have to do." Her tone was dead serious, anger blazing in her eyes. She looked experienced with a sword, and flared her ki aura in anger.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 17, 2016 23:57:38 GMT
While you brought your hand down onto one man his hand to steal a scimitar, you could see a sudden cracking block as his hand had been fully crushed, showing a misfigured form while tears started to cover his face in agonizing pain, slowly falling to his knees.
Shouting some swears, the next man you stole a sword from, was off a bit more nastily, using terrible foot movement to shift himself in the way of you but your speed was enough to crack his back and cause him to throw the blade towards you, straight into your hand that grabbed it with relative ease.
Creating a man grasping his stomach and coughing up blood while crying out in agony.
Yet the most interesting man was the last remaining one who had a blade in his hand from picking it up of where your tail was nearby of too, slowly raising it upwards and preparing to counter you if you were to strike, not realizing you heavily outpowered him.. No... You outpowered him so much that even attempting to struggle was a stupid choice.
You could easily finish him off right this moment....
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Post by Arias on Apr 18, 2016 0:02:10 GMT
Arias noticed the damage she caused, and slitted her eyes with her ki aura blazing high. "I suggest you all leave now, or I will make your heads into christmas tree ornaments. Go, and if you do not listen to me now, I am sure you'll find a nice place in hell." She growled softly, one of her eyes twitching in anger. "Either you can all leave now with your heads, or your spirits can go to hell. Your choices." Her tone was flat, yet serious at the same time.
Fuku stirred slightly, yawning and shifting in the tiny basket. She rubbed her nose sleepily, shifting to the side. Since it was still dark thanks to the blanket, she went back to sleep curled up in a little ball of innocence.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 18, 2016 0:09:48 GMT
While you spoke this, you could hear a soft groan, a man starting to raise his body upwards while smashing his hand on the stand and bringing a small on his face, slowly turning towards you.
Refusing to let you collapse into darkness once again you heard his voice... Ayumu his voice...
"Y-you arent.. .Losing yourself are you..?"
Giving a painfull smile, you knew he had tried hard to make you understand your real you as the people took this moment to get away at this very moment.
Continiously running and refusing to slow down at even a single moment.
Making certain that every single weapon that they had was carefully strapped on their body whilest making certain to pull their smoke bombs and drop them behind themselves in a large unorganised mess.
"P..Please, arias... Tell me you are still cari-"
Before a loud thud could be heard, just who the hell was this man to worry so much about somebody like you, with the stall firmly having placed him stuck in this position... Somebody of your power level could easily find themselves lifting this stall.
Yet him? He had finally revealed how strong he truely was, just a being incapable of lifting more than something like this?
Below 1000 PL ,he was truely just 0pl, incapable of doing anything.
Yet he had still risked every single fiber of his being for a stranger like you, that was something that would be firmly stuck within the minds... Yet what would you do?
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Post by Arias on Apr 18, 2016 0:18:57 GMT
Arias watched the men run, baring her teeth in anger before she heard Ayumu speak. She dropped the blades and ran over to Ayumu, heaving the cart off of him, and checking his leg, using some medical gauze she carried in a pouch on her side to seal up any wounds Ayumu had and prevent the bleeding any more than it already was, expecting something to be broken. She figured him extremely weak, and she hated when people like that were picked on.
She helped Ayumu up, before picking up the basket and cradling the tiny little girl by gently rocking the basket. Fuku gave soft, gentle yet sleepy coos, happy that her mother loved her this much. Arias did love Fuku, and also in turn cared about Ayumu's well-being. She didn't know what he wanted to ask her, so she asked him. "Did you want to ask me something?" She spoke, her voice gentle yet laced with concern.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 18, 2016 0:26:39 GMT
While you had lifted up the cart, you could feel its heavy weight, a huge weight making you feel suprised he was even capable of lifting it, his leg showing a rather painfull cut that wasn't too deep yet luckily you had gone in time.
Binding it and adding a splint just in case for a broken bone, because let us be honest, we do not want the bone to be completely fucked over do we right?
You could see his kind look before waking up after being woken up by your first rough rushed handling.
"Thank you... Truely... "
Slowly trying to lift his body up, carrying his weight on one of his walking cane's, he was suprised for even thinking you would collapse back into your usual posture before starting to take a quick look around and placing his hands on the bar of the cart and starting to push it outwards of the hole and noting at the seat behind him that could be used.
"You wouldn't mind me moving towards a nearby salesman who sells a few drinks do you?, To communicate a bit as i see you are growing rather nicely alongside this kid... Truely like a beautifull maiden."
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Post by Arias on Apr 18, 2016 0:33:00 GMT
Arias was surprised at the weight of the cart, but her eyes remained full of nothing but concern for the older male. She walked beside him, gently holding the tiny basket in her arms, with the sleeping Fuku inside. Arias nodded, going to flick her tail but then looking at the tail on the ground. Tears welled slightly in her eyes, as she picked up her tail and cried slightly, not believing she had lost her tail. She puts it in the pouch on her hip, her expression blank and sad.
She walked back over to Ayumu, and lead him to the nearest drinking fountain, which was right over the corner. She explained why she brought him there, all the while her tail being gone was a painful realization. "You lost some blood, you need to drink water to replenish it correctly. Thank you for the compliments, Ayumu." She replied, looking at him with a small smile appearing on her slightly full, pouty-looking lips.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 18, 2016 13:18:38 GMT
While you would lead the cart pushing ayumu to the nearby fountain, you could see him giving a painfull smile and starting to cough rather fiercely.
It was not something caused by the previous wound but by accumilated stress as his muscles tensed up for a split moment, whilest using the cart that was being pushed to not fall over.
Constantly attempting to push himself over the base limitations of his aging body, ayumu had always been a reckless fool.
Making certain that every second of his life he would live to his fullest just like a human being should put his efforts in the right place.
Softly thinking to himself.
'Life is a bitch, something that nobody can truely win at...'
Before chuckling and giving a quick look towards the female that was urging him to go drink at a stand speaking about the importance of blood running in a person their system, he would start to give a soft glance towards the wound on his leg, only to feel his head shaking softly with a comforting laugh.
That feeling that you used to feel in the past of growing uncomfortable with feeling yourself bleed and then thinking you could feel your blood running through your system... Those were old memories that showed his incompetance.
His complete incapability of protecting what was needed in contrast to what was going on now, having people he could put his life on the line for and bring forwards a massive explosion of energy just to prove that he would be worthy of protecting them while speaking in a humble tone.
"Please do not push too hard, my fragile old bones cannot handle such a pretty young lass pushing at such large calibers of power.
Although i must say that the husband you have acquired must be extremely lucky to have somebody like you... Although if you do not mind, would you be willing to tell this old fart what this person may be?, It would make me certain to recognise him at some point."
Placing one of his hands on the large bar that was from the cart, having dragged this entire thing over towards the park where a small water fountain was located, imbedded with the depiction of a old hero fighting other heroes, it was a small little art piece that was mostly overseen by others.
Constantly ignored yet when people knew of the tales hidden within the depictions on these small objects...
It became a historical piece that would teach children far into the future about the tales of many honourable warriors that could have gotten a life of peace and quiet if they just didn't pick the path of slaughter and protection.
Incapable of ever placing them behind them, Ayumu enjoyed himself a few thorough gulps of the water from this water fountain whilest paying attention for any information this maiden may be capable of telling.
Surely a man capable of woo'ing her would be of a caliber along the likes of a legendary warrior?
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Post by Arias on Apr 18, 2016 14:30:38 GMT
Arias kept her gaze locked on Ayumu, she was greatly concerned for the man. She heard him coughing and got further concerned, tilting her head gently to the side. She saw him look at her, and nodded towards the fountain, encouraging him to get a well-needed drink. Hearing him speak, she listened. "Thank you.. I do care for my mate, and his name is Daika. I also apologize for pushing you too hard if I did." She replied, not used to the weights just yet.
"As I said before, his name is Daika. He is a Saiyan warrior that usually wears black and pale purple, his skin is much whiter than you would expect, but his white hair blows it out of the water. He is an albino Saiyan, something incredibly rare amongst our breeds. I'm surprised he still loves me after he discovered I was a hybrid. He's a fair bit weaker than me, I am nearing four times his strength. However, I only chose to get stronger to be able to protect him and protect my family."
She then turned to look at the work of art, appreciating the way it was made. She noticed the way a single hero stood alone, and fought the others. It made her curious, why would someone imbed something like this in a fountain? Either way, she did like the way it was made. Daika was far from a legendary warrior in anyone's eyes but her own. She did believe he had great potential, he just needed to bring it out. She soon got lost in thought, staring at the small depiction as she let her mind wander.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 18, 2016 14:37:55 GMT
While you let your mind wander, Ayumu started to want to respond, but just noticed your distracted attitude, causing him to start manifesting energy around his body while projecting it in small hands of energy to grasp you gently and lift you upwards onto the cart before taking hold of the bar and slowly dragging it forwards on the road towards your home.
Working himself in a sweat before starting to speak softly, hoping to knock her out of the day dream, and if she would refuse his assistance of a few magical detached hands that could carry people, ask her to sit on the cart's cushioned seating near the bar's origin.
Almost as if a horse was supposed to drag this thing instead of the human that was dragging it at this very point.
"So, what did you name that little thunder in your life?, As i must say that for somebody like you to have outpowered the migthy and great saiyans as they call themselves that heavily...
Congratulations! It surely wasn't talent but your massive amount of effort bringing you up there in your skill.
Because nobody would want to have their hopes and dreams dashed by the mere connotation of everything being tied to your talent right?"
Showing a grim smile, the scars on his body were so numerious, even apart from that splinted leg that was caused today, it did raise the question.
Where exactly did all those scars come from anyway? Did he enter some sort of fight in his past?
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Post by Arias on Apr 18, 2016 15:00:20 GMT
Arias stared off into the distance, her eyes were glazed over with memories, each of them that ran through her head. Discovering she was pregnant, meeting Fuku. She held the basket closer, nearly cuddling the basket which contained her new daughter, who was giving soft, happy coos. Arias stared off until she heard little Fuku cry gently for her mother, lifting the blanket to assure her she was there by placing one of her hands next to her daughter, allowing Fuku to cuddle the hand. She did not refuse the strange hands, and didn't even know they were there. Rather, she continued to 'daydream'.
Once Ayumu spoke, she snapped out of it and blinked, listening to him and not noticing the hands. "If you are talking about my daughter, her name is Fuku. I didn't overpower anyone, rather there are people much stronger than I out there. Humans that have power levels far, far stronger than I, Saiyans that can have power higher than that even. I put effort into it because I feel it is the right thing to do, to make up for some bad things I have done in the past." She sighed softly, speaking again.
"I don't want to dash anyone's hopes or dreams. I just want to live a calmer life. I have no talent or skill, I've never had formal training apart from my Tae Kwon Do teachings." She shakes her head, looking at Ayumu and growing concerned. "What happened to you.. did you get in some sort of fight? Your entire body is lacerated with many scars."
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 18, 2016 15:09:53 GMT
Chuckling softly, Ayumu looked at his arms that were pushing the cart as they made themselves on their merry way before starting to think softly.
Hoping to think what he would say to prevent her from thinking of the worst of him, surely there was no place in this world for misunderstandings right?
While the silence started to last a few seconds, he would cough lightly and then speak, in a tone of calmth yet also still keeping his happy demeanor, his voice lacerated with pain.
"self inflicted wounds from trying to dull the pain of seeing my grandchildren take their own life from drug overdosing to wounds from trying to protect my children as they still had their own children to take care of on a ship of drug dealings.
While others are from trying to save people on earth, constantly being put in between a hard place and a person their fist or weapon, i cannot forget how many times i have spend my time on earth being abused, damaged and hurt...
I can still hear the cries of the people i have been attempting to help..."
A powerlevel behind you peeking out of the cart, chuckling in a silent tone, enjoying to listen towards him once more, listening to how he had overcome the many grievances of one's past.
"Yet i am always willingly throwing myself infront of it, in these more than a few hundred years of expierience i have lost everything atleast twice, so please take it from me.
These scars are not a trophy, these scars are not a curse, they are a reminder.
A reminder for how i started with zero, how my potential was zero, yet from hard work i build up skills that i could use in my daily life..."
Laughing slightly.
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Post by Arias on Apr 18, 2016 15:19:22 GMT
Arias heard the calm in his voice, yet also heard the pain lacing his tone. Sadness filled her heart, she never knew what it was like having her kids take overdoses, because she didn't even have any kids that were biologically hers born yet, only being 4 weeks along with twins, but looking like she was 8 weeks along. She let a tear slip down her cheek, sympathizing with Ayumu. "I still hear the cries of my sister dying, and the choking sounds of my parents." She replied, sighing quietly.
Arias got curious, looking at the power level peeking out of the cart and getting surprised. "HUH!" She squeaked in a startled fashion, staring wide-eyed at the thing. She flicked her ear slightly, forgetting she lost her tail. She felt bare without it, and wished she hadn't lost it to the human with the blade. She continued to listen, and not knowing what to say she just sighed quietly. She thought about her tail, how she missed it.
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