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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 20, 2016 10:03:59 GMT
You know, nothing was as annoying as making breakfast for Ayumu, constantly hearing the shouts of the people sitting at the table for more cornflakes, pancakes and waffles. There was even one woman who constantly shouted that the waffle to syrup ratio was wrong..
'Okay, three spoons of syrup, carefully spread over the pancake, along with a soft covering of sugar not more than 3.92cc...'
To others this may seem like a overstatement in precision, you may think why would anybody listen to this as he carried the waffles towards the table and made his way outside to rest for a moment, enjoying the smooth daylight starting to cover his skin. Truely allowing his body to wake up before letting out a roaring shout. Pent up frustration blasting in every single second of his roar, collapsing outwards before simply slumping backwards against the wall. Seriously, nothing was going right this morning, absolutely nothing as it was yet again another morning where he had to cook for a bunch of unappreciative brats that wouldn't listen to the mere question of could you please clean up the dishes. Just how often does he have to complain to make people clean up a dish?!
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2016 21:58:40 GMT
Caesar was in the middle of a nightmare in a bed of the house he was lucky enough to stay the night it. The scene was very familiar to him, he was back on planet Vegeta in his little hovel that he was used to staying the night in. The harsh mud floor was as unwelcoming as ever, but the former slave knew that this had to be a dream. He'd vividly remember escaping the planet that had him in chains for most of his life. It wasn't something that the blond swordsman had actively tried to remember, but for whatever reason he was back in his old clothes. Laying on the floor, he picked his head up to see the slave kagami women of the hovel just staring at the poor boy. At first they just stared, but then they started to chant. "Konatsian bastard. Konatsian bastard." He still had the memory of being told that he was a hybrid between a kagami which the former slave thought he was all along, and a konatsian, which he had heard stories of, but not much else. It was a shock, and not one that he was sure how to feel about. But here these women were, chanting about like the boy was unwelcome in the filthy hovel due to his revealed lineage. It was weird to hear, the raving as if it were fact. Caesar knew that his new old man master was a clever man, albeit weird, and he could be wrong on this new fact, but just as easily right about it. The old man Ayumu had an air about him that showed he knew a great many deal of things, and that could easily extend into species determination by scent. His master had shown him far weirder powers, why would this be the strangest?
Either way, this women were getting closer and closer to the boy, chanting as they did faster and faster. The situation was not lost on Caesar, but it definitely wasn't as weird as his brain was trying to make it. With a simple outstretched hand, the hybrid kagami let loose a blast that blew away all of the women, as well as the hovel and most of the plantation. He'd grown much stronger in his time with the old man and Hana, and this was just a portion of his new abilities. He still had a power valve that he could unleash at any time, bringing the extent of his powers to fruition. It was an exciting thought, although he'd have to be careful with this power. The former slave still had thoughts and emotions about the saiyans and destroying every one of them, but he knew this was a self destructive path that would tear apart as many lives as it might save. In the end, that is what Caesar had intended to do, right? He had the goal of eliminating slavery from happening again, thus ensuring nobody went through the pain that he did. That would save lives theoretically...but it still meant families would get torn apart. But still, the desolation happening right now...Caesar's mind was too clouded. He was still on the fringe of destruction and peace through other means.
Waking up in a sweat, the blond boy removed the covers from his bed and hopped up, putting on the rest of the clothing he didn't sleep in and tying his sword firmly to his hip. He still wasn't great with the sword, but it felt right to him. It came naturally. He wouldn't force it's secrets just yet.
Opening the door and heading into the main room to exit the house, Caesar was stopped by the owner of the house. He looked like he wanted to tell the former slave something interesting.
"Hey, did you hear about this? Administrator Azure had declared his presidency over the Earth. Crazy, huh? He said that anyone that approaches will be considered an enemy of his and he would take some kinda action towards them. That guy scares me, he's pretty strong. Be careful out there."
Caesar would nod at the man who'd given the advice and head out through the door that he was very familiar with at this point. A few days ago he'd given it a hole by accident and the previous man had gotten upset. Caesar was glad to see he had calmed about it now.
The blond swordsman was on his way to the predetermined location of his grayed old master, Ayumu and his side chick kick, Hana. He'd told the former slave to meet him back at the ramen stall where they had first met for potential training again, this time possibly making it even more difficult and maybe more hands on. Either way, the hybrid was excited for what was in store.
Making his way on over, he noticed a distinct amount of people at the stand, waiting to get their breakfast made. It was weird, considering that the only houses were about a mile away. Did people really walk this far to get pancakes in the morning from his master? The stall actually had a line and the old man looked a bit frustrated. Caesar decided he would kick it into high gear and jog over to the man to offer some help. It was the least he could do.
Making it to the stand, a bit behind some of the other customers, Caesar would speak over the crowd to Ayumu.
"Hey master, did you need my help? It seems a bit crowded here now, I could be of assistance. I am your student, after all."
If the old man had accepted Caesar's help, the boy would make his way to the back of the stand and help out where he could. He would also whisper to the old man out of ear shot of everyone else.
"I also had a weird dream I'd like to talk to you about, if that's alright."
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 22, 2016 15:30:12 GMT
While standing within the sunshine, Ayumu could faintly remember the touch of the cold snow, the wounds that were caused by the first few bouts of training he had with this newly granted life, yet he was always pushing himself further and further, deeper within the cataclystic darknesse of life. Having climbed trees and deforested gigantic titans of monsters that would bring fear in the hearts of a thousand demons... Well, They were just one crazy event after another, sometimes even pushing him to fight on a space station and break out in a fight. Clashing fists in mid air with nothing but shockwaves collapsing in the nearby area from the amount of fighting... He has seen many diffrent events that occured in the world, yet the insanity of these creatures that are in the world is something completely opposite of what he wanted to meet. Having to keep balance in the world, along with the natural tendecies of her energy... It was nothing short of pure insanity when moving in the world, along with Hana or Ayumu...
But ayumu was knocked out of his mindset while taking notice of a small mental source coming nearby, slowly expanding his leylines towards it before a smile would appear on his face, knowing who was approuching with relative ease, it wasn't that it was overly fast, it was moreso that everything came out to be rather safe and nicely. Not a single behemoth of a beast finding themselves stumbling upon them today, not a single fighter who went insane and tried to slit anybody their necks... It was seriously just a moment of relaxation... Obviously ayumu was bored out of his mind, it wasn't like he had always had a peacefull day where he had litterally nothing to do, but it did make everything rather hard at first. Tapping your foot.. Going around where to know... Hell, there was even a mark on the ground where he was standing before, tapping his foot on the ground, he has been waiting for so long! Yet ayumu still could feel that jolly excitement within his heart upon noticing this little young man approuching, coming for something as strangely unique as training! This meant that surely today would have something interesting happen, which was finding out the reactive properties of this young kid's that is called Caesar's reactions towards every single option that is given before him. Slowly trying to worm our way into his psy- Wait, what did he just ask?
"Oh wait, excuse me please, you asked if you could help?, You shouldn't seriously, we have enough people working inside, Apart from hana, we have a intern, along with Chinatsu and Mica teaching her the ropes... Although at some points i do wonder why every single person i meet has had a strange quirk..."
Pointing inside towards the Arcosian that was wearing a maid outfit, something that seemed rather simple at first untill you noticed that it had a massive amount of frills and it was rather grey coloured. With a rather obsessive bow on the back, you could also see a musculair giant with a cloak and hooves for feet slamming down on the ground once in a while as she brought around food on a few plates, people calling her chinatsu while a Ryashi known by the name Mica as you heard a customer shout was flipping a few pancakes while making small art pieces out of it!
"Seriously, these three have slowly forced their way into my stall and i even had to end up paying them... Why do people always end up letting their lives be decided by money? Its important but not life importan-"
Chinatsu glaring outside and speaking in a raspy and wounded voice, it was the voice of a real warrior with a slight femine undertone, having shouted over soldiers for so many years as a commanding force. Bringing her mighty weapon of her back and pointing it towards Ayumu, nearly dashing towards him to collapse that mighty oversized piece of iron known as a axe towards him.
"Because you expect free labour and the only thing you offer back is a bag of nothing! Atleast motivate us with a decent pa- Stop trying to climb over the fucking counter you little runts!"
She then shouted, running towards the kids and lifting them up and putting them back on their chairs with their respective parents while excusing herself, running around to deliver more food as Ayumu then turned back to you, picking up that single whisper and making a mental connection with you.
'Think what you have to, i will be contacting with you mentally, you can talk back so do not worry, Telepathy is extremely weird and never easy'
Stretching a bit before speaking.
"So yeah, with them busy, just go do this while you talk, it should help you think about what you have to do~"
Manifesting a tangled mess of mana energies, something that had to be untangled with a incapability to be touched with our physical hands, yet at the same time you could see it being extremely fragile, one wrong touch and they would shatter and fall to the ground as dust. Causing Ayumu to raise his hand and show you did it wrong by manifesting another one that was floating. Slowly awaiting the time for when you would think of the dream, to cause a conversation within our minds to each other. A rather safe way of communicating to prevent people from listening in, he kept a eye on the stall before simply moving his finger and causing the tangled mess to float along with him towards a desolate area where nothing more than a large open stone platform was visible. It looked rather smooth and could be seen to have been caused by natural erosion, pieces of sharp rocks visible everywhere as he then also pointed towards your shoes and took of his own, moving over it and already soft trickles of red starting to become visible... You have to try and solve it and talk while standing in this painfull mess?!
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2016 0:07:40 GMT
The former slave was very much not prepared for the onslaught of people he met as soon as he entered the stall where his master worked. There was the one that the blonde swordsman of course knew decently well, Hana, who used vines and such when fighting and was frightfully strong due to her power coming from Ayumu. There was now as well an arcosian woman, to which Caesar had no information about, as well as another giant who yelled at some kids to get off the counter of the stall, as well as some other girl who seemed to be pretty happy about the situation. The grayed old man had apparently tried not to pay them, which upset at the very least the giantess, and a thought immediately came to Caesar's mind. This master of his might be the biggest pervert. All of the people working for him were females, now he realized, and they all had very interesting things about themselves, which was putting it pretty lightly. Of course, the blond half blood swordsman who used to be a slave didn't really have any right to call them weird, with him being plenty strange himself. It was a nice blend of people, but it certainly made the old man look a certain way. Of course, Caesar was a little distraught with all the new people in the way when he wanted to tell his grayed master about his dream, but the old man actually came up with a quick solution to the problem. It was a simple matter of just simply having them converse telepathically. The blond swordsman had no idea how to initiate those kinds of conversations himself, but he was told to just think what he wanted to say and it would be conveyed to the old man, so that kind of thing would work perfectly. Despite coming up with this plan that would involve total secrecy, the blond swordsman still still be moved along with the old master onto a different space, one made up of a flat stone with really sharp spikes coming out of it at just about every angle. Immediately, Caesar found his foot on a spike and had to flinch to the pain. Despite his new increase in power, the spikes still really hurt him, enough to draw blood from the base of the foot. His old master Ayumu just smiled like he always did, telling the poor former slave boy to remove his shoes as they spoke telepathically. Caesar's instincts as a person who didn't actively seek out pain was to stay still, but it appeared that he'd have to walk around on these spikes for some reason as he told his story. It wasn't the most, or even close to being efficient, but this was probably another test by his wise old man master. Trying to calm himself and body, he'd begin to walk around the spikes with his eyes closed, trying to sense out different paths and sensing when an object would hit him, as he spoke to his master telepathically. 'So master, as you may or may not know, I spent the night last night in an unfamiliar house. This house resides about a mile away from here over a small cliff. A few days ago I asked this man for some food and was denied because of my attitude, but after we had our conversations and first impromptu training session, I took a page out of your book and gave him a-' Stepping directly on a spike, Caesar let out a bit of his rage. "MOTHER FUCKER. WHY ARE WE HERE??"The blond swordsman was still confused as to why they were here in the first place, so he'd let his master answer this question before continuing the story. Caesar would nod at the man who'd given the advice and head out through the door that he was very familiar with at this point. A few days ago he'd given it a hole by accident and the previous man had gotten upset. Caesar was glad to see he had calmed about it now. The blond swordsman was on his way to the predetermined location of his grayed old master, Ayumu and his side chick kick, Hana. He'd told the former slave to meet him back at the ramen stall where they had first met for potential training again, this time possibly making it even more difficult and maybe more hands on. Either way, the hybrid was excited for what was in store. Making his way on over, he noticed a distinct amount of people at the stand, waiting to get their breakfast made. It was weird, considering that the only houses were about a mile away. Did people really walk this far to get pancakes in the morning from his master? The stall actually had a line and the old man looked a bit frustrated. Caesar decided he would kick it into high gear and jog over to the man to offer some help. It was the least he could do. Making it to the stand, a bit behind some of the other customers, Caesar would speak over the crowd to Ayumu. "Hey master, did you need my help? It seems a bit crowded here now, I could be of assistance. I am your student, after all." If the old man had accepted Caesar's help, the boy would make his way to the back of the stand and help out where he could. He would also whisper to the old man out of ear shot of everyone else. Nostalgic Ayumu
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 23, 2016 0:24:54 GMT
While you awaited the answer to the question, he simply turned around as you heard a few slothes, seeing the spikes softly enter his foot as he solidified his movements yet not a single ouch was uttered from him. Raising a eyebrow while suprised at your lack of realization at what he was doing. Moving towards you, again, over the spikes, refusing to seek a path he simply placed both hands on your shoulders and spoke softly.
"Making you learn how to handle pain without getting flashbacks or getting frustrated, what use is power if you arent able to grit your take and take the blows without falling back to a dark past or swearing?"
Smirking softly, Ayumu continued to walk towards the middle where this bundle of manifested ki was held, a little test for you to perform as he then started to bring his bum downwards, something you wouldn't have imagined as he sat crosslegged onto the spikes, awaiting your time rather patiently.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2016 1:06:33 GMT
Caesar could tell he was getting angry when he stepped on another spike, but this master had revealed the true nature of the task for him. The old man had walked over and rested his arms on the young boy's shoulders and spoke with such clarity and resolution that it instantly calmed the boy. He had to find his center, his reasoning, his calm state that allowed him to move forward without taking two steps back. This is when the blond hybrid also noticed the glowing tangled Ki ball. The ball seemed to be made entirely of energy, but also appeared to be tangled in weird ways. It was there for the boy to untangle, which seemed like an easy enough thing to do. The only thing one had to do with a tangled mess was to pull on one string until the rest came through the loops. Caesar decided to mess around with this ball until he finished telling the story to his grayed master. It would be easy enough to just pull as he spoke in his mind, so he'd continue with the dream. The last thing that the boy had noticed before he started was that his master had the physical and mental fortitude to somehow sit on one of the spikes. The hybrid couldn't even imagine the pain that must've come from such an action, but it had to be immense. This kind of tahing really proved the old man had plenty of ability to be his master.
'Anyway kind master, the man allowed me to stay once I showed him a similar smile to the one you always give me. I really like that smile and it really calms me, so I figured it might work with others, and it absolutely did. Thanks for being such a big help. Anyway, my dream that I had last night really terrified me. I haven't had many at all in my life, and all of them up until now didn't make very much sense at all, but this one was different. It worried me, at least to an extent, how vivid it was. I was basically back in the terrible little wooden hovel that I called my home for the past 25 or so years. The kagami women that were slaves there but are long dead now were all there, and they had surrounded me. I was originally lying down on the mud floor, but I'd gotten up because I heard one of them chanting. They were calling me a "konatsian bastard" and just saying it over and over again. It was really weird, and for some reason it just got to me so I blasted them all away, just basically destroying the hovel with it and all. Most of the plantation was gone as well from such an attack, and when I turned to look at the saiyan house, all the members of the family that formerly owned me including the guards I killed to escape where there too. They were pointing and laughing at me and throwing stones. My body had froze up, and I was a kid again. I couldn't do any Ki moves or anything to react, so I just had to take it.'
Caesar at this point had stopped everything he was doing and had just dropped the ball of Ki that was still entangled. It had shattered just as his master told him it would, but he was far to concentrated on something else at this point. His past had really destroyed him as a person, and made it something that he couldn't just bounce back as a person. It was gross, demeaning, and demoralizing as well. And although it was utterly annoying, it was something that he couldn't just lose from his personality. It was something he had to deal with. He above average hate for the saiyans, his tendencies to go crazy and lash out at things now that he had the power to do so, as well as a lot of different things. He held a lot of hate in his body, and he could find fault with almost anything and just about everybody. It made things extremely difficult to find a friend as well as maybe a group to join, because he wanted to hate them for not finding him and freeing him at a younger age. Of course that was something he didn't want to get over, but it was something that his new master wanted him to get over. To grow as a person, he'd definitely either need to find a coping mechanism, or just shut it out completely. There wasn't some kind of in-between that he could think of.
While realizing all of this, he finally took notice of the now shattered ball of Ki. He needed a new one, he supposed.
"Hey master Ayumu, I need another one."
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 23, 2016 12:01:30 GMT
While he had been listening to your story, it was in his best interest to continue this situation, slowly raising his body to straighten it out whilest taking out 'it', it was a small box that held a small bundle of herbs along with what was known as a rather beautifull looking pipe. Having carried it in his pants, Ayumu wouldn't have thought of the situation to be anything horrible, it was a great example of stress, regret and even emotional fear. Slowly crushing the herbs within the palm of his hand, slowly making it a fine dust while from the bottom of his hands it rained down upon the pipe itself.
"Have you ever believed to be the epicenter of pain?, Thought that everything would be going your way just because you were... You?"
Causing the last piece of the herb to fall in place, a droplet of fire was making its way downwards before you saw a mighty blaze of fire rising up from the pipe. Making its way high up into the sky while spreading two wings with a bird head gazing towards you before it all just changed within a mere snap of the fingers.
"Life is not a mere mystery to understand, life is clear in our faces and we are afraid to pick what we have to stick by... To bring forwards a passion within ourselves that we have not tapped upon yet. We are afraid there is nothing that we can do to change our past without looking forwards at the future"
He had been swirling the pipe between his fingers after taking a soft breath of its herbal mixture, slowly exhaling the smoke as you could see a small bird of smoke being formed, swirling around the larger phoenix, attracted to the light, attracted to its origin while slowly losing its life. Yet when he snapped his fingers, you saw it catch aflame, spreading its wings and bringing forwards a beautifull future while soft droplets started to fall from the sky, a small collapse of rain starting to make its way over. His energies were manifesting within the air as he had been holding up a few beforehand before a small field of blue was visible above you, keeping you dry while a new tangled sphere manifested, the rain starting to become overwhelming thick as he just sat there. Sitting on the spikes, enjoying his time while at the same time bringing forwards a overwhelming sense of loneliness, the mere concept of a man drenched by rain that looked so frail while painfully taking inhales from his pipe with that pained look within his eyes. That soft glitter of light within it as he just looked towards you, it was not pain that was reflected within his eyes, it was you. Only you were visible, only you were able to be seen within those deep, black eyes. Was it truely just the rain that brought out this sad, fragile appearance within this man or was the rain washing away the cover of lies, the cover of a master who had these muscles not by just training but by bringing forwards the will to survive with every pace of his life.
"We are like the smoke etmitted from a flame, we keep looking back to the mere illusion of being part of that big, beautifull all consuming flame, to be carrying the embers to sprinkle new life into others wasting our short existance. Even when i have lived much longer than a human i expected to live, i still feel insignificant in the greater appearance of everything. You are a single piece of the smoke cloud of life, do not feel that the entire cloud is your fault, we have not brought ourselves down that far have we?"
Bringing forwards a kind smile of his own, Ayumu simply took enjoyment out of the rain as his sad appearance, never had vanished from this moment. A small rumour carried forth in the nearby vacinity, your past was a curse, yet there was a way, a small rumour to seperate you from it... What if you changed everything you were known for, swapped appearances and genders to abandon everything behind you and move on in a new light?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2016 21:32:49 GMT
As Caesar stopped to wait for a new tangled energy ball to appear, his old master pulled out a pipe and began to crush up tiny plants into dust to fill one end of the pipe and lighting it, and speaking to the former slave boy. He asked a rather odd question having to do with pain and things going in Caesar's way. He'd never really thought of anything like this before, and he certainly wasn't certain on how to answer a question like this so he just stuttered out something.
"Pardon me, master? I don't really understand what you mean. I don't think I've had really anything go my way in the past 30 years except for when I escaped to Earth. As for being the 'epicenter of pain' I can definitely see myself thinking that I unfairly caught a huge portions of beatings when I was on Vegeta. I sometimes thing it was really unfair, but I just try to shut it out nowadays. Those people are out of my life I suppose...going about their lives...not knowing the terror or my rag-"
The blond swordsman stopped himself. He didn't want to go overboard, especially when he had been doing so good recently. On the moral alignment scale, he still wasn't sure where he landed. He didn't want to be a good guy still, but maybe less killings in cold blood. Who knows, Caesar could be changing more or less than he thinks. The young kagami hybrid could definitely see himself acting more on the light side when he is with his master rather than a slightly more evil side when he isn't. He wanted to do the insignia that he had on his chest proud, but the former killer could easily see himself go bad. It was all a matter of what he saw in the coming weeks and what people said to him. He was very impressionable right now and he could sense that about himself. He'd have to be careful about who he associated with in the coming weeks.
As the student thought these things to himself, his master had lit the pipe thoroughly and the blaze had risen high into the sky. It was quite impressive, the entire thing coming to an end in a simple snap of the fingers. That is when the grayed old master began to speak again, this time about the not so mystery of life, and how everyone could see what it meant, but that it was right in everyone's face and they tried not to look. It was all about this untapped passion as well as the drive to find this passion. Maybe everyone was too scared to look towards the future whilst forgetting of the past. It was something that Caesar struggled with every day of his life. He wasn't sure if he could just leave his entire past behind him. The lust...the want to just gain revenge for what happened to him was far too strong to just let go like he would have to. He definitely needed the old man's help.
Then, a few things happened all at once. Rain came pouring down on the two, Caesar got a new tangled ball of energies to try to untangle, and his master was just sitting on the spike, but with a far different face than he normally had. It was a face of sadness, something rarely seen on his master, and it didn't bode well. It looked as though he was looking at his young pupil with these sad eyes, something that now Caesar felt responsible for. He wanted to speak up to the master of his but it would be too late as the man had already spoken up for himself. He was comparing people as a whole to the smoke that was being emitted from the pipe. Once again he spoke in riddles, the true meaning of the entire speech being lost on Caesar entirely. It appeared that maybe the message was that everyone was insignificant in the big scheme of things, but he still was not a hundred percent certain. The hybrid boy would go back and continue to work on his ball of tangled energies, trying his best to not focus on the pain of the spikes. Still not completely certain on the events happening around him, Caesar decided to finally ask.
"Old man master, why am I doing these things? I don't fully get the point, I don't think. I know I have been learning, but then sometimes you pull out this vernacular of words that I haven't fully been able to understand. I'm your student now, and I'll do whatever you want me to do so I can be led on the right path. I trust you and your methods, so I'll do whatever it is your require from me master."
Caesar bowed heavily, almost hitting his head on a spike. The boy quickly turned back his head and laughed slightly in shock. He hoped his master would help him with the tangled mess.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Apr 23, 2016 22:17:12 GMT
While you bowed your head, you could see him starting to stand up in the rain, his fragile self standing before you before clutching his hands softly. Unable to express even a single word while biting on his lower lip he wanted to open his mouth, shout at you, shout answers and give information but it would be a bad example to give. It would have been a bad choice, a bad moment for your life as rain crashed down on his body. Letting out a bouldering shout while pulling his body back, it was obvious how dependant you had gotten of Ayumu.
"Caesar!, We may not know each other for long..."
Large droplets started to form in the corner of his eyes, unable to contain what he had wanted to now show on his face. Knowing that it was way too soon and way too early for this to happen, he just felt a trickle of blood slowly make its way downwards before turning around, softly thinking.
'It is truely drenching today...'
While opening his mouth to answer every single question of yours.
"Your final order, Your final training from me... I have known you not for long but for me it is longer than a century, i have known you, in my honest opinion for that long within this large heart of mine"
Slamming his fist on his own torso like he did yesterday, that same soft sound that came while a soft sniffling came and he wanted to not do this again, why must he betray these children their expectations for the sake of their future. It was wrong of him to try and protect this kid and safegaurd him from everything... He had to let him go, he had to let him spread his wings. He couldn't use a person who was so desperatedly clinging towards everything he said, it would make everything impossible! That is what ayumu believed while spreading his arms, his right fist that slammed on his torso dropping with blood while uttering these painfull words.
"YOU ARE FREE, YOU ARE NOT A SLAVE ANYMORE CAESAR"
Feeling the skin that was touched by the rain, be constantly struck by assualts of coldness, something as cold as ice while his heart burned with fire. Painfull fire while lighting the entire area in lights as you started to saw people appearing softly.
"I have taught many people, but let me teach you the final lesson... Go away from me, do not believe every single word of a person, even argue with a person. We may not know much but you are free now caesar, flee from this place, do not let me chain you down and come back to me when you have a dream. When you have something to work for, something to live for, Something that you want to live for *Yourself* not for somebody else!"
Moving his finger towards you, he fired a soft ray, it wasn't a ray of damage, instead it was a ray that inscribed the single Letter A on a person their left torso, a symbol of finishing his training in his eyes while pointing away.
"Go! Come back to be when you have a dream! tell me about everything you have learned..."
Falling to his knees while starting to smile widely, to face you off once again, he couldn't contain himself... The rain just intensifying even more making his details look vague.
"Please, just go for now... Please show me that i have not misplaced this trust in you... "
Calling you that word, that single word that you would have never expected with a pleading voice.
"My family, caesar, My grandchild, GO!"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2016 1:41:48 GMT
When the hybrid kagami pulled his head back up to look at his grayed old master, he noticed something rather important. The old man looked worried, or anxious of something. The former slave had just noticed that the rain had been pouring down around them rather harshly, to the point where they were both getting soaking wet. Old man Ayumu had looked like this before, but it was when he was thinking about his own harsh past. Caesar was really not understand exactly where this was going to go for him. He wanted to speak up, but it still looked like the old man wanted to say something. It was then that the old man finally broke his silence, bring his words with a harsher fury than the current storm surrounding them. His words confounded and scared the hybrid swordsman. He didn't want where this appeared to be going to happen. The master Ayumu told Caesar that they had only known each other a short time, his face looking sad, as if he didn't want to say what came next. Caesar didn't want to hear it either, but the old man did him the curtesy of waiting a bit.
The blond swordsman stopped himself. He didn't want to go overboard, especially when he had been doing so good recently. On the moral alignment scale, he still wasn't sure where he landed. He didn't want to be a good guy still, but maybe less killings in cold blood. Who knows, Caesar could be changing more or less than he thinks. The young kagami hybrid could definitely see himself acting more on the light side when he is with his master rather than a slightly more evil side when he isn't. He wanted to do the insignia that he had on his chest proud, but the former killer could easily see himself go bad. It was all a matter of what he saw in the coming weeks and what people said to him. He was very impressionable right now and he could sense that about himself. He'd have to be careful about who he associated with in the coming weeks.
As the student thought these things to himself, his master had lit the pipe thoroughly and the blaze had risen high into the sky. It was quite impressive, the entire thing coming to an end in a simple snap of the fingers. That is when the grayed old master began to speak again, this time about the not so mystery of life, and how everyone could see what it meant, but that it was right in everyone's face and they tried not to look. It was all about this untapped passion as well as the drive to find this passion. Maybe everyone was too scared to look towards the future whilst forgetting of the past. It was something that Caesar struggled with every day of his life. He wasn't sure if he could just leave his entire past behind him. The lust...the want to just gain revenge for what happened to him was far too strong to just let go like he would have to. He definitely needed the old man's help.
Then, a few things happened all at once. Rain came pouring down on the two, Caesar got a new tangled ball of energies to try to untangle, and his master was just sitting on the spike, but with a far different face than he normally had. It was a face of sadness, something rarely seen on his master, and it didn't bode well. It looked as though he was looking at his young pupil with these sad eyes, something that now Caesar felt responsible for. He wanted to speak up to the master of his but it would be too late as the man had already spoken up for himself. He was comparing people as a whole to the smoke that was being emitted from the pipe. Once again he spoke in riddles, the true meaning of the entire speech being lost on Caesar entirely. It appeared that maybe the message was that everyone was insignificant in the big scheme of things, but he still was not a hundred percent certain. The hybrid boy would go back and continue to work on his ball of tangled energies, trying his best to not focus on the pain of the spikes.
It truly was pouring outside, but the kagami hybrid could only feel his face heating up from the emotions rising to his head. It was a final training order that he was getting, something that he didn't want to hear in a thousand years. As soon as his old master had said that it felt as though they had known each other for years, Caesar was in tears. His eyes closed with as much force as possible, he didn't want to open them and accept what was happening. The rain hit his face and truly annoyed him, mainly because the situation was what it was now. He wanted to go back in time and start the day over, over and over again until he could find the way that would allow him to stay. The order would no doubt be something he wouldn't like, so the boy thought if he just closed his eyes that he wouldn't have to listen to it, but that wasn't the case. The old man hit his chest, much like yesterday, forcing the boys eyes open. The former slave looked with the saddest eyes he'd ever had to make. The old man shouted at him, almost making the boy move backwards. He stated the fact that Caesar was no longer a slave, making the boy realize that he had to change something inside himself. He really wasn't a slave any longer, so he shouldn't attach himself like this to his master, they had just met each other after all, but their relationship had seemed like much longer after all. How long had they truly been master and student, it couldn't have been just two or so days, could it? They were much more than just that, however. A family bond, the two had. It was close, they two had a connection that couldn't just be broken so easily, but the next lines that came were tough for him.
"I have taught many people, but let me teach you the final lesson... Go away from me, do not believe every single word of a person, even argue with a person. We may not know much but you are free now caesar, flee from this place, do not let me chain you down and come back to me when you have a dream. When you have something to work for, something to live for, Something that you want to live for *Yourself* not for somebody else!"
It hurt, the words, they hurt young Caesar immensely. Since the young kagami hybrid had come to the Earth, he had met a dog that tried to kill him, a saiyan that tried to convince him he was a good guy, and then Ayumu, his master. The grayed old man made sense to him, it was easy to get along with him and he was so wise, Caesar felt like he could be with him his entire natural life and still not learn everything there was to offer. He was bolted with an 'A' on his outfit, one last symbol of Ayumu, and was told to go now. The tears wouldn't stop falling, and Caesar reared his head down and to the left. He didn't want to accept these words, but he might have to. The last thing he heard from the old man was something that would change the boy forever.
"My family, caesar, My grandchild, GO!"
The boy would turn his back but still had something to say on the matter. He needed to get this off his chest if he was going to leave like this.
"I'll see you again, master. When you see me again I hope it'll be what you want for me, and what I want for myself. I hope I don't lose myself and that I can get something to live for. Hopefully the tides turn in such a way, but I still don't know. I feel your influence, and I agree that it seems like a long time I've known you. I wish that I could have been born into your family, old man Ayumu, and I'm glad you accept me as such anyway. I'll do my best not to fail you. I'll do my best to make you proud. And I'll do my best to find this dream and come back to you someday. No doubt, when that days comes, we can be family. I look forward to then."
With these final words, the boy took a mighty leap away from the platform of spikes. He was saddened, not able to go very far, but just out of sight. The boy here finally let out his emotions in a mess of sobbing and pouring the ground. He didn't want to go, and he didn't want the situation to be true, but it was what it was. He had to let his master go for now. It was unhealthy the way it was and his master knew it. Caesar would find this dream or someone to protect and would see his grandfather another day, sometime soon. Hopefully.
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Apr 26, 2016 13:42:55 GMT
Ayumu: 2854 power level
Caesar: 11081 power level
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