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Post by Carva on Jun 27, 2016 0:38:43 GMT
Look at her, Carva. He thought, his eyes wandering over the beautiful woman's body. Her hair smelled sweet, like Vegetan roses, and felt silky in his hands. Don't you think she is too good for you? Maybe you should run away...but...no. You love her...so you'll not run away. You'll become stronger, strong enough to protect her, won't you? He smiled a bit. Doubt wasn't a formidable opponent for this proud Saiyan warrior.
Before she fell asleep, he would ask her a question. "Arias? May I have your permission to use your gravity chamber sometimes? I noticed it and I didn't want to impose.." ever the gentleman, he'd ask her permission. And after she fell asleep, he'd wrap her in his arms protectively.
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Post by Arias on Jun 27, 2016 0:44:37 GMT
Arias was slowly falling into the grip of sleep, her tail curling around her waist as she began nodding off. As Carva asked her to use the Gravity Chamber, she'd nod softly and proceed to fall into the clutches of sleep, curling closer into Carva was she did so. Her purring was faint, but still somewhat audible..
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Post by Carva on Jun 27, 2016 1:27:24 GMT
The sun rose on the Arias/Carva household that morning, shining brightly onto the face of the big hybrid. He awakened there, the warm rays bringing him into conciousness from a deep sleep. He looked over and saw his mate there, still asleep, and smiled to himself. She wasn't going to leave him, and thank goodness for that.
He slipped quietly out of their bed, his bare feet set lightly upon the floor. It was his turn to do a bit of training, as his mate had inspired him yesterday. He had to be strong enough for her, if nothing else...then there was that Saiyan pride he'd come to know so well over his twenty one years of existence.
He took his navy blue armor from the mannequin and smiled proudly as it's sheen reflected in his large, dark emerald eyes. Piece by piece, he donned the magnificent armor, dressing extra warm underneath. Clasping his gauntlets on, he cracked his neck and stepped out the front door, boots crunching the snow beneath his feet. Okay Carva...let's work on harnessing this potential...let's see if you can draw out this power.
A large boulder stood before our anti hero, as if challenging him. What should he do? Honestly...he had no idea. Destroying it with a blast would be far too easy. So instead...he began drawing every ounce of power out he could muster, his aura blazing as he focused his inner rage on the huge rock...he roared as the boulder refused to move...
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Post by Arias on Jun 27, 2016 1:57:46 GMT
Arias was fast asleep, her mouth open and snoring somewhat as she laid splayed on the bed. She didn't notice when Carva awoke and left the room, despite the noise he made. She was one hell of a heavy sleeper, and slept even as his power level rose. It was literally no threat to her, and the prideful part of her ignored it. Sure he was her mate, but sometimes she was quite the asshole.
She continued to sleep until she woke up, stretching and letting out a huge yawn, mouth wide as she did so. The sleepy warrior female walked to the dresser, pulling out her underarmor and changing into that. A smooth, pure black long sleeved piece with tights, poking her tail through the hole specifically made for that.
The Saiyaness would proceed to the closet, looking at the mannequin with her deep purple top, adjusting her shoulderpads and hip pads. She sat at the vanity and brushed her hair, making sure to get her hair tangles out. Sensing Carva's training, she'd walk outside and lean against the house lazily.
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Post by Carva on Jun 27, 2016 7:11:46 GMT
The monstrous hybrid moved with incredible speed for his size, his fists penetrating the boulder in front of him with each hard punch. A burning rage burned in the eyes of Arias' mate as he trained, small pebbles flying off of the huge boulder. Rearing his leg back, he kicked up snow as his shin struck the rock. He showed not the slightest hint of pain as he trained so intensely, putting his body through hell to become tougher. To become better.
Pulling back his fist, his knuckles bloodied, his whole body flashed with light as the rock began to crack down the middle. Carva grunted. What he couldn't do with a kiai, he was doing with his own fists and feet. What he didn't notice was the fact that the boulder was starting to crumble under his strength. He also didn't notice that he was being watched when he said..."I must become stronger! Not only for myself, but for Arias and our child! I need to protect them!" Arias would see something she'd never seen...at least from him...a tear.
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Post by Arias on Jun 27, 2016 14:00:59 GMT
Arias watched Carva, noticing his intensive training and sighing gently. It made her smile slightly to see him train, he was actually doing something compared to her last mate, whom she believed dead but never sensed his energy in the Afterlife. She let her mind wander to the crazy energies she'd sensed while dead, figuring she'd probably been delirious.
What were those powers.. I could swear one of them had ascended beyond a normal Super Saiyan.. But how? How would they even do this? Why can't I achieve anything but my Super Saiyan form?! This isn't fair!
The Saiyaness was getting faintly pissed off, twitching her tail in a pissed off manner but she stopped when she heard Carva speak. Arias smiles gently, eyes softening as she'd walk over to Carva, speaking with a gentle tone. "Hey.. I heard what you said. Don't train too hard okay, I don't want you injuring yourself. Come inside and let me tend to your knuckles before they get worse."
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Post by Carva on Jun 27, 2016 16:01:41 GMT
He stood there before the ruins of what was once a large grey boulder, seething. I see all of these people who've surpassed me, yet I work so hard. For what!? Just to play "catch up"?! I have to become stronger...it is my destiny to become a golden warrior and build my legacy! His eyes were ablaze with a mixture of anger, pride, and determination. His goal was set.
As he heard her sweet voice, he relaxed, his badly bleeding hands oozing dark red blood. He turned to look at her, drying up the one tear with his thumb. He wanted to continue to train...he wanted to surpass those he'd heard so much about by his reading...but her voice was his voice of reason.
He offered his hands to her, obviously in pain but he'd put on a brave face. "Very well then...let us go inside and you can tend these wounds. Not like they hurt, mind you..." he puffed his chest out and forced a hearty laugh.
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Post by Arias on Jun 27, 2016 16:25:59 GMT
Arias gave Carva a deadpan look, walking inside and leading him by the wrist. She set a cloth down on the table, nodding to it for him to lay his hands on the thick cloth while Arias went to get the medical kit. He shouldn't injure himself like this, if he keeps on doing this I'm worried for him. I don't want him to get too badly injured..
Concern evident in her eyes, she returned with the kit and spoke softly. "This might hurt a little.." She said, dabbing a disinfecting wipe over his hands, wiping them clean with multiple wipes. She inspects his hands, lifting them to check for any missed blood. Finding none, she sighed and inspected the wounds next.
Putting a cloth wrap around his hands much like casts, she'd then use medical tape to wrap the cotton and make the structure sturdy. "Mother would do this to Father when he hurt himself just like you did. We practiced medical things on a mannequin and on Father when he came home from fights." Arias said, feeling the need to explain how she knew what to do for him.
"Now if it hurts, put ice packs on them. Don't itch, don't peel it off, don't touch them. Don't do anything that would destroy the cast either. You need to sit down for a few days and rest your hands, let them heal." Her hands were on her hips, and her voice got sharp. "I will spank you if you don't comply, and it will hurt for longer than it will take for your hands to heal. Understand? If you want to be able to sit, listen to what I told you."
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Post by Carva on Jun 27, 2016 22:00:40 GMT
He couldn't help but flinch slightly as she cleaned the open wounds. He could feel a slight sting from the cleaning agent she'd used, but like any Saiyan he ignored the pain to the best of his ability. He couldn't believe that this young woman was so talented. In battle she was as tough as nails, sometimes downright hateful. But at the same time, she was very gentle and he took note of it. "Arias, my dear, you are going to be an excellent mother when it is born. I appreciate what you are doing..." his grin broadened a bit. "...all of it."
He held his hands out for his mate as she wrapped them and reinforced the bandages to make casts. This whole time, he kept a tough, strong demeanor. "As you can see, I do have the desire to become stronger. But sometimes I get carried away because that desire is so strong. I've seen people move rocks with ki..." he sighed, a disappointed sigh. "...but I couldn't, so I decided to break it. If it's in my way...I destroy it."
He fought to keep himself from drooling as she stood there, hands laid upon her curvy hips. As she admonished him, he grumbled, his tail swishing back and forth..."But...but damn it woman, how am I to become a great warrior if I don't train?! That's like asking a bird not to fly!" He didn't mean to raise his voice, but his Saiyan pride had made him do so. Surely she'd understand.
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Post by Arias on Jun 27, 2016 22:13:01 GMT
As Carva raised his voice, one of the veins in her temple became noticeably visible on her head. Her Saiyan genes were triggered, causing her anger to boil over. "Don't you fucking dare backsass me!" She roared, aura blowing up around her as she powered up into her golden form. She would raise her hand back, slapping him upon the cheek.
"I said you aren't training for a few days, and that should be enough for you to get it." Her hand would have left a bright red mark, and it would definitely sting considering it was a full power slap. She put her hands back on her hips, tail flicking as her temple vein faded slowly.
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Post by Carva on Jun 27, 2016 22:39:26 GMT
The fact that he could take the hit and not be killed was a testament to his strength in general. He stood up, rubbing the red mark on his face with a mixture of excitement and anger, but then he just sighed and forced a smile. "Fine...I know you are only looking out for me. I apologize for..." he chuckled. "..."back sassing" you. But in the future, what do you suggest I train at for maximum results?"
Halfway playing to her Saiyan ego, halfway curious as to how she got so powerful herself he asked her the question. He would move in close and gingerly rub her flat stomach with a bandaged hand.."Our child is going to be a bad ass..you know that, right?" He kissed her forehead lightly, showing his soft side.
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Post by Arias on Jun 27, 2016 22:45:56 GMT
Arias kept her hands on her hips, lips down in a frown as she kept her Super Saiyan activated. Glad to know he was still alive after her minor anger fit, in the coming months Arias would have a hell's bells ton of more mood swings, much more severe than this.
As Carva moved in, she was half tempted to slap him again but kept her hands on her hips. Rubbing her stomach and obviously playing to her Saiyan ego, she simply huffed at him. "I would hope so." She replied, flipping her hair and powering down. "I can't stay mad at you can I."
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Post by Carva on Jun 28, 2016 0:21:58 GMT
His hand slid around her waist, gently caressing her lower back. And yes, he was careful not to destroy his casts. He smirked. "You know, dear, one day I will have power even you will be proud of. Together we will be unstoppable, as I feel we already are. I was once the weakest cadet in my class until I trained for three straight days. No food, no water. No sleep. Needless to say, I wouldn't dare..." he leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. "...ever disappoint you."
He dropped his hands at his sides and winked in a very...attractive manner.
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Post by Arias on Jun 28, 2016 0:45:56 GMT
Arias looked at Carva, watching as he slid his arm around and caressed her lower back. Really not in the mood to be seducted, all the same her heart beat a little bit faster as he smiled at her. Huffing and crossing her arms while looking away, a faint blush was on her cheeks.
"Damnit. I will go find something to eat for dinner so I can start cooking it. If you do anything stupid, I swear I will make you ache for centuries." Her voice was low as she suited up and flew off through the open window, the window promptly shutting from the wind.
Arias would return about half an hour later with two massive boars slung over her shoulders, grunting as she trudged inside after using her tail to open the door. Thankful for the massive kitchen, she'd lay a blank cloth down, before putting on an apron and a hair tie to keep her hair back.
The Saiyaness would wash her hands, before literally ripping the meat from the boars with her hands. Ripping out everything minus the organs and bones, she tossed the meat into a dish and threw the boar remains outside via the door she opened a fair distance away, far away for the scavengers.
Arias prepared the meat into a cooking fish, the oven preheated as she looked at her open cookbook, muttering a few things as she mashed the meat together like hamburger meat, before frying it as she prepared a box of noodles and used her ki to boil a pan full of water.
Dumping the noodles into the pan, she splashed multiple seasonings onto the meat as it cooked, following the recipe she'd written herself in the cookbook. She moved skillfully and quickly around the kitchen, preparing the food without dropping or spilling anything. Yelling for Carva once it was done, it was her version of Spaghetti but with a few different spices and boar meat.
"CARVAAAAAA! GET YOUR ASS DOWNSTAIRS AND WASH UP, TIME FOR DINNER!" She roared, voice striking cleanly through the air as she tossed the cloth into the laundry basket in the pantry as she washed with soap under the kitchen tap.
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Post by Carva on Jun 28, 2016 1:32:43 GMT
As she flew out the window, Carva moved back over to the table. He pulled out a chair and sat there for a moment, stroking his chin in thought. One thing he could say was that Arias knew how to put him in his place, despite his large size compared to the young Saiyaness. He looked down at the table and listened to the clock.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
This is maddening! How am I supposed to do anything with these casts on? I mean...I could sneak away and go train while she is out hunting but as much as I hate to admit it, she'd find out and kick my ass! Ugh...well...she has a nice ass though... he looked quite a bit dreamy eyed for a moment, then shook his head. Dammit Carva, focus! This is not time to be thinking of having rel-
He thought back. A few days ago, Arias had trained simply by meditating. Just clearing her mind, perhaps manipulating her ki, he assumed. The large hybrid grinned broadly and snapped his fingers. Damn, you are a genius! She never SAID you couldn't meditate, right?
He would stand up from the table and push his chair in, moving up the stairs to their bedroom. He wanted to meditate somewhere peaceful, and as long as both of them weren't there then it was rather quiet in there. He sat on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes. The large hybrid's weight would make the bed squeak, but in the silence of the room he would clear his mind.
Arias, as she returned, would have felt his ki fluctuate had she'd been paying attention. And as she yelled, his eyes would snap open. He stood up, walking down the stairs and rubbing the back of his head with his eyes half closed.
His eyes went wide as he spotted the spaghetti, his stomach growling loudly. "Oh...my...god..." minding his manners, he would indeed run over and was his hands at the sink. Then, with a giddy smile, he'd sit with her and begin to eat. If she watched him, she'd see that Saiyan appetite showing through as he polished off his first bowl in mere seconds.
Then, with a huge grin..."This food is amazing!!! Did you make this, can I have more?! Have you ate yet?!" Who knew food would put him in such an excited mood?
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