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Post by Radasha on Jun 11, 2016 19:19:39 GMT
Radasha flew over the ocean's waters. She and her comrades had landed not too long ago. Clothed in a blue tunic-like top, white pants, and her ever present black and purple boots, she made her way towards the South Capitol. She was carrying a bag filled with an assortment of items. Mostly jewelry. Things gathered over her years of service in the SSE, things she didn't have a personal use for but were useful in other ways. The Earthlings in particular enjoyed these kinds of knick knacks. She planned to find shop to sell them to to get some Earth currency. They didn't need it for food, being able to hunt their own quite easily. But it never hurt to have cash on hand...especially when a certain member of her group needed some more...casual attire. Looking back, she looked to see if Rukkora was keeping up with her. She figured she should find some of those...capsule houses for the others. She planned on using Kaula's old home herself but it wouldn't fit 6 people. The smaller models would probably do. Rukkora(Thread PL: 107,759) |
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jun 11, 2016 21:07:35 GMT
Rolling across the ground with the stall called "The oni's resting place" slowly making his way through the south capitol untill a mental poke came from back in his cart, a woman known as Chinatsu bringing forwards the information of a new source of energy making its way over the waters.
'Are you certain?'
Was his first response before simply shaking ayumu his head softly to the sides, unable to believe the amount of signatures that had started to appear around earth these last few days, from new rookies to higher powerlevels he was trying to pinpoint in their exact position.
With his feet sinking in the dirt just on the outside borders from a few farmers having come in with their goods to the town, their greeting smiles were a comfortable sight as this old fart gave his own greeting back.
"Good day!"
'Would it be smart to just stay calm and approuch them?, What do you think hana?'
He asked to this woman known as Hana sitting on the back of the cart with a mechanical leg that was partly cloaked by a small layer of energy hiding its appearance, these arms of hers finally back to their normal humanoid appearance, it was nothing short of a miracle just how much training was required to master the ability to cover these parts...
'Leave the cart here, i am certain Chinatsu and the others can protect it, let us travel towards this energy source...'
'Alrighty, if that is what you wish...'
Before making his way over towards the new energy source that had made its way over the sea, closing in pretty rapidly with frequent jumps in the middle of the air, using small taps and movements of his body to keep propelling himself and the woman known as hana forwards.
The distant sight of this signature hopefully coming in sight, Ayumu would raise his arm and shout.
"Welcome traveller! May i attempt to take a few moments of your time to ask a few questions?"
(Ayumu at 0 PL and Hana at 170,262*16p=2,724,192 PL Join the thread for yet another new signature on earth that he himself hasn't been in contact with!
If you guys dont mind albeit, not intending to do any harm! owo)
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Post by Rukkora on Jun 11, 2016 22:39:24 GMT
[Thread Power Level: 37,429]
Rukkora walked behind Radasha, her tail swinging about as she moved in her black-and-red jumpsuit. She flipped her hair out of her pouting face, the wind whipping the gigantic mass of spiky black about. Her black eyes darted about impatiently. Unarmed, no Scouter, not even weights to make this trip worthwhile. Overall, she just looked sort of annoyed and couldn't help twitching her furry, brown tail about petulantly.
Without her armor, the outfit still looked like it was padded for warmth and relative comfort with additional padding around the red portion that came midway up her thighs. The arms of the garment were red on the underside, but the outfit was tight overall and showed off the massive, tattooed Saiyan's musculature very clearly.
"I don't get why this is necessary," Rukkora stated, bluntly, placing her black-gloved hands behind her head. She looked at Radasha's bag of various spoils and sighed, "I mean, between the two of us, we could probably out muscle most things on the planet without even needing to kill them. We could probably just take whatever we need, why do we even need this Earth currency? Erm… Zeni, was it?"
Rukkora huffed, placing her hands on her hips and bending a bit lower towards Radasha's height. "Besides, I mean… I wanted to at least do a bit of training before we got to anything else. My muscles are a bit stiff from the ride in, you know? And I want to learn how to do that thing you do… you know, sense people and make yourself seem weaker than you are? That sort of thing." In truth, learning to sense ki and suppress ki were the main reasons she chose to follow Radasha in the first place, but she also needed to get away from Vegeta. Still... Earth was nice. It had a nice smell to it, a nice look, a warmth to its sun. Perhaps it was just this area, but she felt more comfortable here, and that just made her want to complain more. Feeling content wasn't something Rukkora was used to.
The complaining Saiyan noticed a wrinkled, grey-haired human of particularly large muscle mass and quirked a brow. After a moment or two, she surmised that this was an elderly human male. Even now, she sometimes forgot that not every race aged as Saiyans did. Her response was… less than respectful. "Who the hell wants to know?" she demanded, venting a bit of her frustration. She quickly remembered her company and that Radasha probably wouldn't appreciate her starting a fight with the first human they saw over nothing.
Reigning it in a bit, she spoke again, "It's just… We're kind of in the middle of something, right, Dash? We've got no time to play around." This time, she was a bit less abrasive, but still curt. Rukkora looked to her friend, then quickly looked away, feeling a bit embarrassed for her knee-jerk reaction to the old man. She even started to wonder what kind of questions he wanted to ask, but really didn't feel like an interview. Mostly, she just wanted to get started with her training.
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Post by Radasha on Jun 12, 2016 0:23:50 GMT
Radasha sighed as Rukkora complained, the duo having landed already and were walking towards the city (apparently). "Because I believe you need more than your combat suit to wear. I don't wear my own armor all the time...probably won't wear it at all for a while....And the reason we don't simply take what we want is because that would cause a disturbance....Which might attract beings stronger than us...There are quite a few I know of." she said, huffing. Her eyes narrowed as she looked ahead. "Speaking of which, a high power level is heading this way....Higher than my base..." she said, stopping.
As the power got closer, she responded to the other thing Rukkora said. "Sensing I could teach you but....Well I don't know how to suppress my own power level except by weights....I have a feeling we'll both be learning that..." she said, chuckling. As a shape, hopping through the air, came into view, she tilted her head quizzically.
It was an elderly woman. Carrying what looked to be a very fit elderly man. She couldn't sense anything from the man. A normal human probably...Or hiding his power......she thought he'd at least be able to perform the movements the woman was though if that were so though.
When he hailed them and asked if he could asked them questions, Rukkora snapped out at him. The older saiyan looked over at her companion, raising a brow. She must really be itching to get to training. All in good time though. They probably weren't going off world any time soon and there were plenty of training opportunities on Earth. Responding to the man, she asked: "What kind of questions? Don't suppose you singled us out at random..." she said. No...it seemed they had come right to the two Saiyans. The stronger of the two probably could sense ki signatures.
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Post by Toma on Jun 12, 2016 2:17:39 GMT
TOMA THE HEROIt didn't take long for Toma to pick up on his mother's energy on Earth. He'd been meaning to find her, ever since Kaula died. He knew his mother had to be greiving. And he himself was doing some too, even if he didn't know Kaula that well. She was still his family, and that was good enough for him.
Of course, his level of grief was nowhere near his mothers. He'd been paying attention to the fight on Vegeta by using his Ki Sense. Shortly after Kaula's passing, Radasha had transformed into a Super Saiyan. Part of Toma was glad that his mother had attained the power. He needed a training partner that was on par with him.
The other part of him knew what that ment. Intense emotional stress brought on by the Super Saiyan form made most Saiyans lose themselves to the power at first. Even Toma had gone a bit mad during his first time. He hoped Radasha had learned to calm herself in that state.
Having blasted into the sky the second he sensed his mother, Toma flew towards her location as fast as he could, anxious to see her. He didn't bother suppressing his energy. There was no need for it. Even if she did attack him, he was strong enough that he felt he could attempt to fight her off. If anything, it'd be a good fight.
Stopping in the air just infront of his mother, Toma scanned the situation. They were talking to an older couple down below, that Toma smiled and nodded to. "I hope you don't mind the intrusion." Toma spoke, turning to Radasha. "But... I need to speak with my mother. Hi, mom. Are you ok?" Toma asked, as he floated a bit closer to her, within arms reach.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jun 12, 2016 15:01:09 GMT
Flinching by the shouting, the old fart simply squinted his eyes, his powerlevel at zero being unnatural to most cases, something hard to attain to even speak about lightly while the woman known as Hana who was using hops in the air while helping this man get off the ground at first keep up in the air had her energy naturally surging about.
Yet it didn't take long for the man to drop out of the hold and start moving forwards in the air as if gravity did not affect him, small movements of his fingers showing unnatural movements, yet by hiding it behind his back it would not show that he was using the jumping capability of his own flight ability with the movements of his fingers to keep himself airborne.
"I am sorry for intruding, truely, but lately there have been people who got taken out by a few warriors capable of pulling strenght... No, You seem like you should know the term, there are people stronger than saiyans starting to roam around, not just any saiyan, super saiyans.
I am merely spreading the word in the hopes that these sources we can feel clash more and more often wont harm our upcoming stars.
Because one misstep and i would be taken out by one of their strenghts, probably you could also die... Oh, Hello there"
Greeting the person who had started to approuch the group with rather precious attitude, The woman who was keeping herself a fair distance away, with Ayumu located just three steps infront of her as a person to talk, hoping to not draw suspicion to himself before taking a quick look towards the one who had shouted at him.
Realizing just how many saiyans had come to earth the last few weeks... It wasn't just the people he had met, others had told stories about the many new saiyans they greeted on this planet...
"Please, Continue doing what you guys may want to do, somebody as precious as a mother deserves everything a son can do...
When you two are done, let us introduce each other and talk more, take your time."
A painfull look coming over his eyes before slowly starting to circle the group, making way towards this other person along with Hana, he then started to reach out his hand for a firm handshake.
"My name is Ayumu, one of earths trainers who help people learn techniques and such varieties, if you require anything to learn tell me and i can spend a moment of training with you while these two are talking up again.
Also this one next to me, Hana, is my student, sadly she has not been growing as quickly as my other students in strenght for a few months she has only been training.
So, any training or maybe a meal i can interest you in~?"
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Post by Rukkora on Jun 14, 2016 13:19:51 GMT
"Another one of your kids, huh?" Rukkora asked, looking Toma over. She really wished she could read power levels right about now, without her Scouter, she had no real way of telling. Unfolding her arms, she raised a hand in a small wave at the man. "Good to meet you," she grunted half-heartedly. She looked to Radasha, "Dash, should I just take the bag and pawn it while you're caught up here?"
Her black eyes glanced over to Ayumu as he began to speak about Super Saiyans. She shook her head, slightly irritated, "If your 'upcoming stars' get hurt, that's their fault. It's not my problem and none of your business, is it, old one?" As he introduced himself as a trainer, she twitched an eyebrow, intrigued. "Can you suppress your ki?" she asked; though she wasn't really fond of the strange, elderly human, she figured she and Radasha could at least get this part of their training out of the way quicker if he was what he claimed to be.
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Post by Radasha on Jun 15, 2016 16:59:13 GMT
Radasha looked up, before Toma entered visible range. A slight smile crossed her lips as the young man made his way down to the group. "Hey Toma.." she greeted, genuinely happy to see her son. "I was wondering when you'd appear....I wager you..heard." she said, sighing as her mood dampened a bit. Thinking for a moment she turned to Rukkora. "If he can teach that technique, I'd say learn it from him. Then when I teach you how to sense, you can then run over the details of suppressing for me and can see if I've succeeded since you'll then know if my power is hidden." she stated. "I'm going to go ahead and get this stuff sold.....Toma follow so we can talk.."
With that she would begin to move, calling behind her. "I'll find you when we're done." she saud to Rukkora as she made her way further into the city. She figured it wouldn't take long for her to get done what she needed to do, and her and Toma could talk as she did.
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Post by Toma on Jun 15, 2016 18:39:23 GMT
TOMA THE HERORadasha smiled at him, and Toma returned the gesture. She was glad to see him, and asked if he'd 'heard'. He sighed, nodding. "Yes. I was able to sense the battle, even all the way from here on Earth. While I'm not sure what happened, I have a basic idea. Perhaps you could fill me in on the blanks?" He asked, as he then turned to Rukkora, who had spoken to him.
He waved a hand at the other Saiyan. "Greetings. My name is Toma, and yes. I am one of Radasha's children. It's nice to meet you." Before turning to Ayumu, and nodding at the older human. "Thank you. I haven't seen my mother in a while." He said, as Radasha began to descend towards the city.
Following behind her, Toma would get close and place a hand on her shoulder, before pulling her forcibly into a hug, whether she liked it or not. "I'm glad you're okay, mom. You don't have to worry about Kaula, though. She'll be back, stronger than ever. I'm sure of it." Toma spoke, recalling what he knew of the afterlife. Several of his friends -- and enemies in some cases -- had returned from it.
He was sure Kaula would find a way. Based on what he'd seen of her, he knew she wouldn't stop until she got Zucceta -- and whatever else had been fighting her -- back for killing her in the first place. It was just the kind of stubborn girl she was.
Toma supposed that he and Kaula had more in common than he would like to admit.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jun 15, 2016 20:46:19 GMT
Whilest the three were showing a deep connection, Ayumu could not bring himself to stop smiling at this rather comfortable sight as Hana kept herself stable in the air, slowly starting to lower her strenght visible, the thick aura that was felt around her before slowly becoming thinner and thinner with a look to his side, Ayumu would speak softly.
"I may know a few knacks on how to get somebody to supress their powerlevel, although i must say... If one of those upcoming stars get hurt its their own fault yeah..."
Yet when he said the next few words, he had hoped that the two that were going away would pick it up just before they got out of the range of listening in on the conversation.
With the knowledge that this man would not leave from this sector of earth before they came back, as a promise he had made before.
"Yeah but some children have found themselves slaughtered by the hands of the rookie hunters for the use of lure, so please if you see them... Consider it shooting practice."
While slowly dusting himself off, he nudged towards Hana to get between Rukkora and Himself, almost as a example piece as she was starting to swirl the energies within the air in the palm of her hand.
A physical sphere of energy she shrunk and expanded upon her own whims, slowly showing Rukkora it as a hint towards how one could practice it while doing other attempts of training.
Merely holding back in your attacks and starting to hold back further and further one will learn their limitations and find a answer to the conundrum of lacking this fine manipulation.
"If you wish to supress your powerlevel, i must ask you... Exactly how much training have you performed because if i trample on what your previous master has build up within you it can cause conflicts later down the line.
A great example is how i have a few... students who are quite power hungry and have saught out so many diffrent teachers that their own energy inflated and then exploded in their body.
Rapid growth without training your basics is a horrible way to die isn't it?"
Letting out a soft chuckle, Ayumu simply awaited for a moment, hoping that Rukkora was willing to share the information regarding what kind of training she had already expierienced.
Possibly even details regarding how the fights or spars had gone, especially knowing that the saiyans tended to be the rapid type of people in their growth of training, yet Ayumu had never belittled you in this conversation and kept up his tone of respect towards you.
Honestly appreciating you were the one to come up with what you needed to better yourself at and finding a sense of pride in having somebody ask himself for the tips that would help a person ascend above this small dilemma they were faced with, what a beautifull day is it today with already somebody willing to ask for help!
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Post by Rukkora on Jun 17, 2016 18:11:01 GMT
Rukkora's expression quickly turned even more sour than before as she was asked to remain behind with the old man and his companions for now. Her jaw clenched as she looked at him, teeth gritted in frustration. However, hearing that he knew the technique made her expression soften just a bit. Folding her arms, she pouted and watched Hana work.
Her own ki was ever present, and it made her body invulnerable to those far weaker than herself. In general, Saiyans simply never dropped their guards. As a trade-off, Rukkora was easy to detect by Scouter, and never knew how to hold back. As a result, she always wasted energy in her blows by putting too much into them.
Turning her head from Hana, she hesitated to answer Ayumu. What did it matter to him what kind of training she'd had? The only reason she was paying any attention to him was to learn his stupid technique, she wasn't here for philosophy lessons or the finer points of combat.
His statement about inflating and exploding didn't seem to make sense to her, but she didn't know enough about ki to contest it.
With a grunt, Rukkora replied, "I did some training in my father's gravity chamber. And I survived in the wilderness on my own for a while. I was a gladiator for a bit. I spar with Dash. I mostly train by myself."
Her cold, black eyes stared at the old human with contempt. Whatever respect he was showing her, she clearly didn't have it for him. In her mind, he hadn't earned it yet. She wanted to get learning this stupid technique over with so she could get back to enjoying her vacation. Asking for this human's help was just a means to an end and, frankly, she was feeling less inclined to do so with Dash gone.
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Post by Radasha on Jun 19, 2016 0:48:17 GMT
Radasha was surprised by the hug. Really...they'd only met twice before this. She hadn't expected this sort of thing. But given the circumstances for her even being on Earth right now, she really shouldn't be surprised. Sighing, Radasha hugged Toma back before pulling away to continue walking towards her destination. "Yeah....I was told that....but..I've lost people before and they've never come back. I can't....just believe Kaula will....If it were that easy....Why haven't I seen it happen..." she said, running a hand over her face. She looked tired all of a sudden.
They were approaching a pawn shop, Radasha adjusting the bag hefted over her shoulder. "That was Rukkora by the way..." she said, changing the subject. "She and my other comrades joined me here. Including your father. I wanted to sell some of this junk to see if I could get the currency needed to buy some of those...small capsule buildings. Basic..." she explained. "Kaula's place doesn't really have room for all of us.....and I don't think they'd enjoy being cooped up in the ship..."
Once inside, Radasha immediately went to the shopkeeper and dumped a pile of jewelry and other knick knacks on the counter. After some assurance that none of it was stolen goods (At least not stolen from anywhere on Earth), and some talking, Radasha walked away with a sizeable amount of zenni.
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Post by Toma on Jun 20, 2016 21:21:08 GMT
TOMA THE HEROToma couldn't help but frown a little as Radasha spoke about her belief that when someone was dead, they were dead. Toma supposed that he couldn't blame her. After all, he didn't believe that people could come back until he saw it with his own eyes with Athren, and then again with Walker.
"It's certainly not easy, returning from the Afterlife..." Toma began, bringing a hand up to his chin in thought. "That could be why my close friend, Pieter, hasn't yet returned. But it is certainly possible, I assure you." Toma spoke, hoping his words might comfort his mother.
She mentioned Ragus being on the planet, and Toma perked up some. "Dad's here?" He asked, beginning to think. "I need to go see him. We didn't get to talk much on Vegeta..."
Soon enough, Radasha walked into a shop and returned with some Zeni. Enough to buy small capsule houses, of course. That should be enough for her and her crew. "So, mom. Why did that Rukkora woman call you Dash? Is that a nickname you have or somethin'?"
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jun 21, 2016 0:15:14 GMT
Knowing that this woman had no reason to show respect to somebody like himself, Ayumu chuckled softly, a kind of irony coming up in his mind to how he used to react in the past to a few diffrent species, a rather hardheaded approuch to things while not opening yourself to the possibilities of those that have gotten as far as they have, but to lighten the situation while showing the manipulation of ki before the woman called Rukkora, going as far to even point out little pointers as hana started to elaborate by splitting off her ki and even letting her touch if neccesary to grasp the changes of flow within the spheres.
"So, that mother seems like a rather powerfull warrior... dash was her name?
I suppose most is your own struggle towards power but i am certain she will be a great teacher."
Looking towards the direction they had started to go away in, a bitter sweet smile was visible on his face, soft memories of something akin to his own time spend with the children that are his slowly popping up while daydreaming for a mere split second untill he snapped out of it.
Thinking of how the training methods she had performed would allow a person to develop rather quickly, although it was just as everybody who had gone and made that first step, they had attained some form of rapid growth that allowed them to ascend faster than all these other beings that had attempted to train.
"Continue training in the gravity chambers, do not get past one hundred fifty, trust me, whilest i ask this, do you wish to learn anything specific as this ki manipulation and ki setting is something you must simply attempt to mimic and put in effort for i can offer you a spar or something alike those qualities.
But that is on you, so what will it be? Any technique you wish to learn from magic manipulation to firing lasers?"
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Post by Rukkora on Jun 21, 2016 13:13:25 GMT
Those wild, black eyes continued to stare contemptuously at the old man, though Rukkora physically softened her face somewhat. By placing her hands on her hips, she adjusted her posture to look a little less closed off and turned her attention to Dash and Toma as they left, sighing to herself.
She looked back at Hana with a neutral expression. Making an energy sphere smaller? Splitting an energy sphere in two? She already knew how to do this stuff, damn it, and she wasn't impressed by the display. However, when the woman offered to let her touch the sphere, though Rukkora could only vaguely feel any sensation off of it, it was enough.
"Radasha's her name," she replied, "and, yeah, she's powerful. That's why I chose her." Her brow furrowed a bit at Ayumu as he advised her on how to train. But asking her what she wanted to learn seemed to piss her off a bit, since she'd already made her intentions clear.
"Just teach me how to hide my power level, damn it!" she exclaimed, clenching her fist in front of her, visibly irritated. Her eyes widened a bit and she stood straight and folded her arms, still wary of insulting the human offering to teach her. "That's all I need from you," she added, "I'll teach Dash how to do it after I get the hang of it."
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