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Post by Carva on May 17, 2016 0:05:40 GMT
Unlike Plato, Carva did not lose focus. True, there was a rather attractive Majin floating about them, watching them face off. But he had no need for such things right now. You may have expected, that as Plato charged the attack, that Carva would gave backed down. But no. He steeled himself, tensing his muscles in anticipation.
In his hand, the seed of orange energy once again formed. Lightning arched around the hybrid's hand and right as Plato's attack would be almost ready to fire off the beam once more, Carva darted forward and slammed the ball of orange ki into the ground with a roar. "PUMPKIN FLASH!"
Kp 2/3 - [SU]Pumpkin Flash - Move used for 100% of Carva's PL, stunning Plato before he can finish his attack.
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Post by Shemha on May 17, 2016 0:47:43 GMT
The pale haired male actually took a slight pause to address her. As she had suspected, the purpose of the engagement was to train. Already feeling rude enough, Shemha’s only response would be a light bow before she stepped back and rose into the air. After the fact, she felt foolish for interrupting…she had never been ruse like this in the past. Then again, much had changed in the girl after the absorption of her previous master. Without a full understanding of how the process worked, she did not fully realize that powerful individuals she absorbed into herself, had the power to alter and shift her personality and body.
In short order she was back in the air with no intentions of interfering in their match. Again she would observe and learn. Whether she trained with them in the future or ended up meeting them on a battlefield, the knowledge of their techniques might prove useful.
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Post by Plato on May 17, 2016 2:10:34 GMT
Plato stood into the attack his eyes blurring in pain. Fuck this really was hurting, but if he though that be enough to stop his attack he sure as hell was wrong. His eyes burned with fury from the smoke, red from the flash of light as he stood there his ball of ki still there, he was not gonna let it dispate that eaisly His Ki Bursted from his hand, as the man was light disspeared the ball of ki expanding to a massive purple ball as he threw it at Carva "Surprise!!!" He said as the massive ball of ki flew at the saiyan
God's Wrath Power level:4,092
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Post by Carva on May 17, 2016 2:43:42 GMT
His eyes wide, he watched as the powerful attack headed his way. He'd not trained for this. Carva had become used to being on the other end of one sided attacks, having defeated many men in his short life. But here he was now, his fellow SSE member watching him. He looked through the corner of his eye at Shemha, then bared his teeth at Plato. "Screw it..." he threw his arms up before him, arms in the shape of an X. He wasn't just going to give up, no...that wasn't the way of the warrior. As the ball of energy connected with his forearms, he grunted from the heat burning them. Flaring his aura, he defiantly tried to deflect the attack...but...it engulfed him.
When the terrible pain subsided, he stood there with his armor smoking, and his skin singed. His chest plate cracked...and fell off completely, the hybrid opening his mouth for a half chuckle..."Heh..." before falling to his knees...puffing out smoke.. and falling flat on his face.
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Post by Shemha on May 17, 2016 3:11:37 GMT
The two warriors exchanged attacks, the light haired one taking the Saiyan’s attack with a grimace. It must have hurt, but he pushed through it. His own sphere of energy did not waver as the first attack washed over him. The one that had spoken to her when she landed launches his own blast in quick succession to his foes. She sensed a power difference between the two, yet she was unsure how vast it might be.
Regardless, the Saiyan warrior set his resolve and stood his ground. There was something to be said about pride in the face of adversity. A true warrior took his bumps and his bruises and was stronger for them, only a coward gave up. Neither of them appeared to be cowards. As the smoke from the blast cleared, Shemha saw the cracks as they spread across the warrior’s chest plate before it cracked off completely. With a small chuckle he fell to the ground with a small puff of dirt.
”It would seem you have won…” She called out from above them before she once more began to descend. The statement was left unfinished because she did not know his name, either of their names to be exact. As her booted feet touched to ground she glanced over at the downed fighter. He was still breathing, but he might be unconscious. Saiyan’s were resilient, he would be fine. Red eyes looked back to the other male, a curious expression in them as she scanned him up and down.
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Post by Plato on May 17, 2016 3:32:15 GMT
He looked at the majin as she landed looking at her face though and then at the rest of..it...He had no idea what she was. He had never seen something like her before, it was a surprise to him. "Oh..my name is plato and the saiyan is Carva..i just landed here i am from plant kontats on the far side of the galxey, i was gonna ask him about the saiyan solar empire but he looks pretty much out cold." He watched her look at him at him as if she wanted to know what he was. He coughed "Were my manners, you must of never seen my kind i can say the same for you." He bowed his head. "I Apologize, i should explain what i am and i will in a moment but this saiyan still needs medical attention nor do i think leaving him all alone is a good idea." he said sitting down a rock.
"I Am from Plant Konats and as i said my name is plato. My people are a rare known as the Konstains, we are brave light skinned and red haired warriors who travel across the galexey and perform heroic deeds though beating up a weak saiyan is not really that heroic." He starched his chin "A Small minority of our people have been effected by a terrible curse, that strips us of our normal hair color, and seals great beast inside us, i happen to be one of those unlucky fellows." He sniffed, he really told this story too much it lost much of its sadness. "Anyhow who are you and whats your name orign bla bla bla." He said with a sigh
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Post by Carva on May 17, 2016 15:40:32 GMT
He laid there in limbo, darkness surrounding him. Needless to say, the Hybrid was in a ton pain. His flesh was burning having taken the attack, the tips of his hair were split. He was naked save for the black speedos that were common in Saiyan armor. As the other two warriors would discuss amongst themselves, his eyes came open. A breeze passed over Carva, causing his hair to waver a bit and bringing him back into full lucidity. For a moment he couldn't figure out what had happened, but then he realized that he had lost. He, a Saiyan warrior, had lost. He drove his fist into the ground, pushing himself up to a knee. His lips twisted into a sneer as the pain hit him, but unlike weak humans, he didn't cry about losing. He stood up fully, the scars on his body from many of battles showing. His pride shattered, he turned from the two, tail flicking back and forth as he began to limp away. Shemha
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Post by Shemha on May 17, 2016 16:12:21 GMT
It was clear the pale haired male was as interested in her as she was in him. When his eyes scanned her up and down, she didn’t flinch. Over the years she had been assessed in such a way countless times, sometimes with more devious intentions than pure curiosity. As he went on to explain himself, Shemha absorbed it all. In her days she had never been to this planet, Konats, nor had she heard of the people that inhabited it. Out of its indigenous population, it appeared Plato was even rarer still. The genetic defect he explained, or at least that is how she understood it, left her with plenty of questions. Question for a later time though, she needed to be polite and offer information about herself in return.
”It is a pleasure to meet you Plato, I am Shemha.” Ever polite and respectful, a shallow bow accompanied the introduction before she continued. ”While I do not travel the stars to perform deeds or heroism, I have pledged myself to a greater cause. Until recently I was a mercenary, but I found work for monetary gain is ultimately, an empty existence. Now, I work for the Solar Saiyan Empire and although I am a new recruit, I hope to offer Queen Zucceta all I can in the coming years. Shemha had been informed that her association with the SSE would give her enemies and that sharing her allegiance openly was not advisable off of Vegeta. Here, however; on the Saiyan home world she felt comfortable enough to be honest.
About to ask another question of Plato, the Majin was cut off by a thud behind them. The Saiyan warrior, Carva, had begun to work his way back to his feet. His expression made it clear he was in pain, as did the condition of his body, yet he offered no verbal complaint.
”Carva, was it? Are you a member of the Solar Saiyan Empire?” Plato had stated he planned to ask the warrior about the SSE so that implied he belonged to the Empire. If that was the case, Carva and her were allies.
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Post by Plato on May 17, 2016 16:52:07 GMT
He turned towards the saiyan "it's good you fought me, I learned my most vaulable lessions from defeat I've beaten broken and bruised. I've been tralving around for years but I've heard a lot about the saiyan solar empire I won't lie that it's not positive though the man I heard this from hates the saiyan solar empire." He coughed more looking at the two warriors. "Do you know about the tree." He asked assuming they had an idea what' has happened. "I won't tell you much more, not sure if I should be stateing all this stuff but I'm not gonna worry, who knows mabye I join the saiyans if they help me achieve control of kontats, It being controlled."
He stopped on his rant looking at the two closely " it has been nice to meet you of course you probley both know that were mere speaks to the flame compared to like the queen and new emperor of aroscians." He said as he floated above them "now I'm all ears I want to know more about the unverise I need more knowledge to free my people from the kashvarr and there evil ways." He floated back down sitting to watch them and talk for a while
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Post by Carva on May 17, 2016 23:03:07 GMT
He folded his arms across his chest for a moment, head declined. "Hrmf..." this alien knew to much as it was, asking about such things as his majesty's beautiful trees. But luckily, Carva knew very little of the Tree of Might, only of his existence. He looked toward Plato, dropping his arms to his sides, wind blowing his hair outward as a breeze picked up. He wiped a trickle of blood from his chin and answered. "...your thirst for knowledge is admirable, Konatssan. Unfortunately, the only thing I know of the tree of which you speak is that it exists, and grants the eater of it's fruit amazing strength."He smirked, eyes closing as he held a finger up and stated in a matter of fact tone. "However, this tree also kills the planet which it takes root on, which is quite a scary thought for our enemies. This is one of the many reasons the Saiyan Solar Empire is what it is today. Feared."He turned his attention to the majin, taking in the sight of her yet not getting googly eyed. He moved over and bowed at the waist. "Yes. I am Carva, and it is a pleasure to meet you m'lady." He had many of the qualities of a knight...a really violent, cruel knight. He turned his attention back to Plato at the mention of him joining the SSE. "That is up to her majesty, though I'd vouch for you."
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Post by Negi on May 18, 2016 0:12:13 GMT
A tingle ran up Negi's spine when he felt the huge bursts of ki. He twisted around and blocked his eyes as the nearby blasts caused a massive, blinding flash! Temporarily blinded, he spun dizzily until he felt something familiar. Yes, it was definitely Shemha... Was there a fight going on? There had been two blasts... Negi realized then that there were two others. There was a strange power he felt, greater than Negi's, but also weakened. Despite the large blast from what he assumed was their clash, he didn't have that gut feeling of immediate danger. His ears twitched as he wiped his eyes with his gi, and flew up into the air. They were actually quite close - no wonder it had been so bright. This whole area had been Negi's home for five years. He had never had anyone bother him here, for five years! Suddenly, there's saiyans and aliens and androids! "Actually," he thought aloud. "I've been having a lot of fun." With a decisive look, he blasted off. They really were close - his saiyan encounter had been only a couple miles away. It only took him twelve seconds to get there. They would definitely feel him coming, as he allowed his ki to increase to its full capacity. It felt wonderful, and he wanted to get even stronger! He felt deep satisfaction as he came to a stop in front of them. "What's goin' on?" Negi asked loudly. "Oh, and sorry Shemha, got a little distracted by some other saiyans..."In truth, he was yearning for another fight. He couldn't help it - true Saiyans always yearn to become greater, and many don't mind if there are casualties along the way. A love for battle flowed through his veins. (7,242) Shemha
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Post by Shemha on May 18, 2016 2:19:39 GMT
What tree were they talking about? The Tree of Might was something that the Majin was unfamiliar with, her low rank in the empire likely to blame. On top of that she did not make it a habit to ask too many questions of her superiors. The chain of command was something instilled in her from a very young age, her previous master a strong believer of rank and station. Of course with the two of them it had been simple, he was in charge and she was to do as she was told. With nothing to add about the tree, she noted their words. A tree that killed planets? Perhaps there was more to the Saiyan Empire than she realized.
When Carva offered a bow in return she smiled. The unexpected title caught her off guard though. M’lady was something she had never been called before and if the Majin’s red skin was capable of holding a blush, it would have. For seeming to be such a brute on the battlefield, Carva had surprising manners. She had to wonder, how far would they extend if the two were to square off in combat. Shemha felt slightly embarrassed as a result of the formal address, but thankfully her overdue sparring partner’s presence broke the silence.
Focused on the conversation and with relatively dull sensing abilities, she had not noticed his approach until he was dropping down towards them.
”A conversation is all. Everyone, this is Negi. Negi please meet Carva and Plato.” A slender hand pointed out each individual as she named them, taking the role of hostess for a moment since she knew all three parties.
”I am glad you were able to make it. I figured you had stopped off somewhere to stuff your face.”’ A small wink accompanied her statement to show she was only partially serious. His appetite was no doubt distracting at times, he had managed to down dozens of bowls during their quick luncheon.
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Post by Plato on May 18, 2016 3:33:36 GMT
He listened to the Saiyan speak about what he knew about the trees of might, so they absorbs the life force of worlds, he had an idea from that, from the new Aroscian emperor after he told him. "So they do sap the life of the world there planted on, that is indeed a dangerous power." He looked towards the saiyan as he spoke to Shemha. He didn't really know saiyans could be so Chivlraisty, but it didn't matter to him, he had no time to focus on training to gain the attraction of the opposite sex nor to make everyone feel special, if he had that time he still be on kontats rallying the people. He gripped his fist making a slight grunt.
He turned as the saiyan arrived, with this black long hair, do all saiyans have there hair like that, he didn't know but that would be something to ask later. He tensed up as he arrived but calmed as Shemba began to explain who he was, so another friend huh? Well he could relax, it seemed unlikely he would be outright attacked by the saiyan, at least yet. "Hmm so i assume your another saiyan, are you gonna challenge me to a fight too." He asked with a tessing voice but waving his hand "though i don't really want to fight though if we did fight i would have to take off my weights and take you serious." He said looking at the saiyan before he sighed sitting back down on the rock "Anyhow, Kontats is a place of magic, far off from most of the rest of the galxey, there ruled by a council of Aliens known as the Kashvarr, basically some red wrinkled gnome people who you can never trust." He said before coughing "But enoguh about me lets here about all of you."
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Post by Carva on May 19, 2016 5:19:43 GMT
His scouter picked up a third PL, one not much higher than his own. His hazel eyes moved toward the direction of that power level, his nostrils catching the scent very familiar to one of his race. It was a scent he'd smelled on his mother, and his uncle, Raddishu. The legacy turned his attention to look at the newcomer, Negi, and he lifted his chin in greeting. "Good evening, Saiyan. My name is Carva LePumpkina, son of Letusa. My mother was retired from battle following a career ending injury, and so I am a legacy member of the Saiyan Solar Empire, trying only to prove himself." Most would not admit that they were legacies, but Carva had more than earned his spot. His many missions to the Tuffle Ruins to "exterminate" Saibamen had proven that.
He tilted his head, stark hair falling to the side slightly as he stared into the eyes of the Majin. She'd seemed taken aback by his chivalry, but he didn't care. He was a warrior in the vain of a knight, swearing undying loyalty and fealty to the empire. His attraction to her however did not mean that he was weak. He was still a man. "Forgive my strange way of speech, Shemha. My mother taught me to be both a warrior, but she also taught me that women deserved respect. Know this, that my warriors blood is not weakened by my attraction to the opposite sex." His chest rumbled as he laughed at what he thought was a funny joke, but his sense of humor left much to be desired.
Turning to the alien, his tail flickered. It was a combination of frustration in his loss, but also curiosity to the man's plight. Konats was being controled? He'd no idea, but considering it was not in his jurisdiction, he didn't know a lot about it. He sighed. "There's not much to tell about me, Plato. As you can tell, I love battle...it is what comes naturally to me. My mother is a Saiyan warrior and my father, regrettably, iso a Kabochan pirate who wouldn't know about Ki control if it bit him on the arse." He chuckled once again, thinking he's made a funny. "My life's goal is to make a name for myself as a true Saiyan warrior...and our queen? I lay my life down for her. It is my dream to be at her side, and train under her. We SSE members do not wish to destroy entire planets...just weaklings, because strength rules everything."
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Post by Negi on May 19, 2016 18:32:33 GMT
Negi laughed heartily. “Oh, I was satisfying my appetite, but not for food.”The young Saiyan turned to further inspect the two. Carva looked like a standard saiyan warrior, similar in SSE combat uniform to that saiyan Kabocha who had killed Negi’s twin – probably a born warrior for the SSE. Carva was lucky; if Negi had even remotely sensed an aura from the saiyan that was anything like Kabocha’s he would have destroyed the man without a second thought. Of the four, though, the man was the least. Plato, though strong, appeared almost sickly-looking with his pale skin and hair. If he truly was wearing weights then he likely had a considerable amount of stored power. Negi was curious to find out just how strong the humanoid being was, but that could wait till later. Negi bowed slightly, his saiyan tail peeking out from underneath his long hair, as he addressed the two. “Well met, Plato. And Carva, son of Letusa, also.”He stood back patiently as he listened to the others speak. He didn’t know anything about magic or other planets, really, though the thought of exploring the stars certainly appealed to the boy. As for the whole ‘I’m a man, and I like women’ idea that Carva seemed to think funny, Negi didn’t really understand. From the time he was twelve his entire life had been dedicated to achieving his vengeance; he had not spent much time around the opposite sex, and those thoughts didn’t occupy much space in his mind. Negi was curious about Carva’s association with the SSE, and he wondered whether the man had ever actually met Queen Zucceta… The young saiyan did need to speak up to Carva on the man’s philosophy of strength, though. Scratching that familiar itch on top of his head, he locked his eyes on Carva. “You are correct when you say that strength rules everything, but physical strength isn’t everything,” he started. “I’m a warrior, just like you. I love to fight, and I always yearn for more power, but you should also keep in mind that a trained, tactical mind can often outclass raw power.”The boy knew from personal experience that a true warrior doesn’t pursue power haphazardly, but that in life, as with everything, there must always be a balance. Besides, pure strength often leads to tyrannical behavior – effective in certain scenarios, but in general evil by nature. "As for me," he continued on in reply to Plato's request for information. "I'm just Negi. I'll fight anyone, anytime, though I have withdrawals at the idea of killing innocents. Warfare should be for warriors."Shemha
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