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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2016 17:46:36 GMT
(Current PL: 3,500) The Bamboo Forest. One of the more beautiful sides of the world despite its certain...inhabitants. The sun had just come up not too long ago, and most of the animals were even still asleep. One of the inhabitants of this forest was no animal, or at least not completely. Ever since the death of his step father, Marcel made this place his home, believing that secluding himself from other people would be the best due to his social issues. It also beats having to get a job, or pay bills in his eyes. Living out here in the wilds also just feels natural to him, but he wasn't exactly sure how, or why. Could possibly have something to do with the species of demon his birth father is from, or his Saiyan ancestry from his mother's side. He knew little to nothing about either of those, so they were just assumptions. This doesn't stop him from going out to his home town, or any other location from time to time. It pains him, but he knows he's going to have to familiar himself with the world if he wishes to protect it. The hybrid strolled through the forest as he rubbed one of his eyes. Unlike in cities, he mostly knew what he was doing when here, maneuvering around trees, and branches with little to no problem. After eating breakfast which consisted of some edible berries he picked, and meat of a deer he hunted, Marcel went to his usual spot for training, a circular wide opening surrounded by trees, and a rock with a flat, smooth top in the middle. The hybrid sat on top of the rock, and crossed his legs before closing his eyes. It was his usual meditative state his step father taught him that he'd go into before his work out. His step father also taught him that surrounding himself in a peaceful, quiet atmosphere such as this place is the best when one wants to get the maximum benefit of their training. Marcel calmly breathed out before opening his eyes slightly. He closed them once more, and went back to his meditation as some of the wildlife ran by, some observing him fro a second before running off. The lack of beeping horns from being in the middle of the road, loud obnoxious voices, accidentally stumbling into the women's restroom, and petty arguments was relaxing...peaceful. Nostalgic Ayumu
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Sept 14, 2016 23:07:02 GMT
You know, There was always this one moment for everybody where things would just not be right. There was alot that had happened today for Ayumu, as he simply placed both hands together on his face with the cart rocking and shaking as Hana was sitting on the front while screaming as loud as she could have, Chinatsu and Mica sitting in one of the rooms, everything slowly becoming one hell of a mess. The dangers of living with the group of people that Ayumu was living with was called uncertainity. There was always a chance for something to happen akin to a explosion of energy underneath the cart made from pure magical energy of somebody screwing up a alchemical potion, Yes who would have expected something akin to this happening huh?
Ayumu brought his hands together while manifesting a few parachutes above this stall, to prevent everybody from collapsing into a rather quick doom. Everything was simply gambling on the slow descend of the stall that was coming from god knows how far, small flames that were not yet put out by the detached hands floating around the stall patting every single burning object into submission as he spoke towards the others “Calm down, we will soon land and everything will be fi-” although Hana had other ideas about the situation “No! Everything will not be fine! I have seen smaller explosions from Celmaru when he is pissed off! I have seen smaller explosions from fucking celmaru when you put his wife on the chopping block! How did you even manage to make such a huge explosion that only made flowers yet set fire to the entire stall and then rocketed us up into the fucking sky?!” But there it was, that hooded 'bold that simply raised her shoulders and shrugged, staring dissapointingly towards the small components that were far, far in the distance, destroyed from the explosion as it did not take long for the next accident to start as a small songbird had its way to the parachute on the top of the Cart, a single selective peck was all it needed and did for this entire suprise to boulder down and crash infront of a certain man and a certain rock as Hana, with eyes still spinning and unknown to this meeting that just happened, having put all of her concetration into trying to nullify the impact as much as she could with large sprouts of forestry in this bamboo forest, not bamboo but actual oak trees spreading everywhere around this person “He...Hello, my name is Hana may i he-” Untill she leaned away from you over the railing of the front seat of this cart, soft sounds of liquids and chunks hitting the ground as the others inside were not doing much better before a elderly man came out waving his hand softly whilest looking rather bleak, a few times letting out a akward burping sound before asking you painfully "Hello... may i know your name?".
(Ayumu - 0 pl, Hana - 3396096 PL, 4 signatures of 5000 PL, 1 signature of 10000 PL and 1 signature of 53064 PL)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2016 0:48:59 GMT
Marcel opened an eye halfway as he heard something coming from the distance behind him. Believing it to be just his mind playing tricks on him from being in a city the other day, the hybrid closed the eye, and shrugged it off, going back to his meditation. He had a lot on his mind about the unfortunate events he always finds himself in when in a public location. The sound grew closer, and closer, causing the man to squint his face in annoyance as he tried to ignore it, but then suddenly... BOOM! A loud crash coming from right behind the hybrid caused him to quickly widen his eyes. Surprisingly it didn't blow him off of the rock from impact. Still in his meditating pose, Marcel turned his head around, and saw the wreckage. Still sporting his surprised expression, Marcel's eyes fell upon a blonde woman with strange appendages who seemed to be a bit banged up from the crash as she wasn't able to finish her sentence. Another figure emerged from the wreckage, an elderly man who didn't seem all too well neither who asked, "Hello... may i know your name?". Still trying to process all of this, Marcel quickly shook his head, and got off of the rock, making his way to the two. "Are you two alright?" he asked in a soft, but worried tone. He stopped once he was right in front of them, and took a better look at the two. That's when he sensed their power levels. The elderly man appeared to be void of any energy which Marcel found a bit strange since even the average person had a power level, very low ones, but still. The woman beside him though...was giving off a huge amount of energy which caused Marcel to take a small step back. It's the highest he's ever sensed so far. He looked at the woman, his worried expression now turned into a surprised one until his red, black slit eyes set themselves on the crashed ship. He sensed six more power levels coming from within, not as strong as the woman in front of him, but certainly stronger than himself, and the elderly one. He felt a bit threatened by this. What were these people doing together? Were they off on some kind of mission, to commit a crime of some sort? Marcel briefly shook his head, and looked back at these two. It didn't matter now. These two possibly along with some others seemed hurt, and probably needed help. "I-It's alright. There's a city nearby that I can take you all to. It has a hospital that can treat you." Nostalgic Ayumu
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Sept 15, 2016 1:16:13 GMT
Raising both his arms, Ayumu started waving towards the man that sounded rather worried, yet there was also a underlaying emotion that he could not understand untill his eyes shifted towards Hana, it was obvious why he was acting like this, almost too obvious. Slapping his hands on the wall to draw the attention, Ayumu pulled hana over and placed a single hand against her back before a wave of energy cleaned any filth of her and recovered her body of any scents and stains from that little moment while soon the stall that was looking rather wrecked became slowly affected by the wave too as everything repaired itself just like... magic! “May i ask you what you are doing in this area? Because there tend to not be too many people in areas such as this and from the position you have taken before... Oh no!” Moving one of his hands to the ground before a wave of energy started repairing the torn apart ground as Hana herself was lifting up the entire stall with... one hand?! “Now, it seems we have interrupted your training regime, which seemed to be... meditating? That seems rather ineffective for somebody of your build, spiritual success does lead to greater archievements but most beginners tend to train their base due to requiring a large cost of stamina and strenght to push beyond it.”
The stall itself was... well, a ramen stall, it seems to have restored itself pretty neatly as the sign “The oni's resting place” was hanging from the top, a few screws that seemingly were not hammered in correctly. Hell even the small corners that were shaved with the hand had obvious imperfections that seemingly also drew in people their attentions, it was all made not for the use of a client, for the use of somebody else but by the cook himself. The small details were carefully handled while the carved animals that were chasing each other in a playfull manner were done via a multitude of styles, making you wonder if the others that were able to be sensed inside had assisted in this build in anyway that could have been possible to save on time itself! Yet at the same time, it was showing on the rushed outer lines that the smaller finer details on the inside of the patterns outside were carefully portrayed and handled, with every single detail slowly carved out using a small knife probably looking at the sometimes too wide cuts. The rest of the stall could simply be said to be a towering house with multiple sections in it, from the large open terrace that seemingly could be shoved out from a lower piece of wood to the tables inside giving enough space... Yet interesting enough there was a sign outside saying that they offered free food in exchange for allowing to train a person or for stories... it was almost too good to be true really!
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Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2016 23:51:24 GMT
Marcel watched as the stranger waved his hands reassuringly as if to say they were fine causing him to raise an eyebrow. Clearly they were not. As the black haired male went in closer, he saw that the same man put a hand on the woman's back. Marcel's eyes widened as a wave of energy spread itself from the elderly one to the blonde, fixing her up like it was nothing. But no, it didn't stop there. This same wave spread to the destroyed ship, and instantly fixed it up to reveal that it wasn't a ship, but a....house with a...ramen stand? "Wait...wh-" Was it this really coming from the same old geezer that didn't have a speck of power on him!? The concept of Ki suppression was never taught to Marcel by his mother, nor his step father, explaining why this has never crossed his mind. This has to be some kind of trick, Marcel was thinking. He was too caught up in all of this happening that he once again missed the strange man's other question. His expression stuck in shock as he watched the woman lift the entire stall with only a hand. Given the power he sensed from her, he wasn't too surprised, but it was still an amazing sight to behold! He was really focused on the man with her. Marcel looked around at the ground, and watched as the same energy repaired the damage done there. A hand brushed up the side of the hybrid's hair as he looked back at the two. He backed away a little until he hit the rock formation he was sitting on, causing him to trip over, and fall on his rear all while still looking at these two. He's been called a monster before, but these two....they were just something else entirely.... "Rig-Right...you asked for my name, right?" he asked a bit hesitantly, recalling the first question he was asked. "Law Marcel....I mean, Marcel Law..." he said, quietly as he managed to get himself back up, so he could bow awkwardly. "I live here actually...." he confessed as he rubbed the back of his neck. He tried to make a more neutral, professional expression, but this was still....what even is going on right now!? He had a lot of questions as well, but since he was asked first, it was only polite for him to answer before asking his own. "I find meditation to be quite effective actually. It isn't the only thing I do here. It's actually more of a warm up." he explained. Marcel also practices his fighting styles, and ki attacks, but is pretty much hitting air when doing so since it's probably not that effective when thinking about it. Well, it was enough to get him where he's currently at, but maybe it's actually thanks to his genes... "Now, I have some questions if I may ask." he politely said as he looked up at the odd sign. "What....exactly did I just witness...?" Nostalgic Ayumu(So much confusion!! O-O)
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Sept 16, 2016 1:19:12 GMT
Having digested all of this information, Ayumu was for once asked the question of what the hell had just happened, you know, in his six months of being back on earth, not even a single soul had questioned his mostly abrupt entrances into areas using his cart and this came as a shocker to him that he actually realized it with a eyebrow slowly starting to raise “You... Oh, sorry, I usually do not have people ask me this but yes, I came from a city... “ Taking out a large map and just looking shocked, hiding it away before shaking his head “We flew due to an explosion of the alchemist in my establishment, she apparently mixed the water with high explosive energies that would blow up harder than somebody who had obtained super saiyan while on steroids, yet it also had the ability of regeneration on the planet itself, allowing one to recover a large area of plant life within a mere instant.” Then pointing at the recovered stall he smiled “Although it does mean I get to call it the phoenix mixture as it first burns the land without actually damaging most... although by being so close to the origin points.. we got fucked!”
Hana then simply approached you with both her hands on her hips now after having properly checked If there was any dust left on her hands. “Sorry for the intrusion, but if your following such a training method you must suffer quite a few stretched shoulders and pulled muscles, especially seeing how the nature around here is still pretty okay, even after Ayumu attempting to restore some... “ Giving a quick glance to Ayumu who was turning around and repairing some of the damage by walking into the air instead of the usual flight technique “I could offer you a better training regime if you wish too, but it may be best for you to start carrying weights on you. They help speed up your body's muscle build up as you are starting to get adjusted to carrying a heavier weight and as such become incredibly fast.” Showing a set of weights she manifested by snapping her fingers before letting them vanish with a single snap of the fingers. Starting to turn around to make sure that everything was placed correctly inside of the Stall, a few other voices started to be heard shouting at each other as she just took out her head from the stall and started shaking it “Sweet kami almighty, I have not imagined such a rag tag group functioning even half as well as they have but sometimes they just have to learn how to stop getting into each others hair. But yes, what will your answer be?” Ayumu also starting to come back from restoring some of the damage.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2016 22:41:28 GMT
Marcel quickly raised an eyebrow from the old man's first comment. People really don't ask him about this stuff? Wait, does that mean it happens regularly!? This just made the hybrid more curious about these people's origins. "Super Saiyan?" Marcel questioned confusingly as he listened on. Despite being part Saiyan himself, Marcel has never heard of a Super Saiyan, not even from his mother, but then again she never talked much about her species. So the hybrid just summed it up as a buffed up Saiyan, and shrugged it off. This certainly explained how this stranger was able to repair everything...sort of without having any energy. "Ri-right. Well, It's nice to see that you are all unharmed then." he crossed his arms, still a bit baffled about all of this, but tried to hide it with a small smile. Sometimes it was best to leave things alone, he thought. Marcel's demonic eyes then shifted to the woman as she made her way over. He continued to make eye contact with her, not moving them an inch to look at her strange appendages since he believed it would be rude. He was curious about those however, wondering what her history was, what led her to having those. Is she an android? Perhaps an alien of some kind? Could even be both! He wanted to ask, but again it would be rude. But there was no denying by that amount of power that she must've been in some fights. She then started to lecture the hybrid on how he trains... The commotion coming from behind the woman caused Marcel to look behind her to see that the geezer was now...walking in the air before heading back to where they were! Again, this man had no ki! How was he doing such a thing!? A magic trick? Marcel shook his head, and gave his attention back to woman. "I personally don't see anything wrong with my regime, but given the extraordinary power you're currently giving off, I'm willing train under you. Honored in fact." he claimed with a bow. Never once has training with weights on ever occurred to him. He's seen others use them, but never really took interest into it himself. "By the way..." Marcel turned to the old man as he came back. "How were you able to do that? I thought only people with ki had the ability of flight?" he asked curiously, again not knowing about the concept of Ki suppression. Nostalgic Ayumu
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Sept 17, 2016 1:26:00 GMT
While you performed the bow and told about how you were curious how one could fly, Ayumu simply brought his palms to his forehead with a soft shake as he started to laugh. “I am not flying at all, flight is a different thing entirely! Instead we use a simply technique that is known as Air solidification.” starting to take out a stick before drawing a small rune on the ground. Attempting to show you how this simple rune that was displayed started to draw in energy from the surroundings and solidified the molecules in the air as if becoming a solid platform. Then attempting to remove the rune on the ground, Ayumu started to show a few examples by showing him doing a front flip and solidifying the air around the tips of his fingers allowing him to stick in the air. It was a round-a-bout way of dealing with the problem of not accessing flight yet at the same time it seemed a bit more intensive in the energy cost “I can teach you normal flight if you wish but I myself wish to keep this manner of movement in the air a secret as it allows me to change my momentum at a whim... Some have even complained about it mid combat as actual flight causes you to still have to negate the forwards force to dodge backwards, limiting your options... But alas, enough of my rant.”
Still leaning on the cart itself, Ayumu started to take a look onto your body before then realizing just what had been occurring at this moment “Oh, Sorry! The name is Ayumu, Hana has been seen throwing up before as I must ask you if you were able to tell me what is on your mind. Do not feel afraid to ask some weird questions as I must tell you that I have not ever thought of killing somebody over a question and will not do that ever. So come on. Go ahead and ask!”
(Ask allll your questions~ ALL OF THEM!)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2016 22:43:21 GMT
What was this old man talking about? Clearly, he was flying a few seconds ago. Perhaps he was trying to play some kind of joke? If he was, it would've easily went over the hybrid's head since he never really understood jokes. Or maybe it was just because this stranger was well...old? He must not have known what he was talking about. Then, he started to demonstrate this "Air Solidification." After drawing this weird symbol, energy started to build up around it, and it allowed the stranger to do these odd things, causing Marcel's eyes to widen once more in surprise, and amazement. Never has he ever seen this form of "flight" before. He thought that he'd be better off doing this then normal flight as well. This also answered the hybrid's question about how this man was able to do all the things he'd just witnessed without even an ounce of power! That is until he claimed that he could teach him normal flight... Marcel raised an eyebrow in confusion. If he is capable of teaching him how to fly, which he already knows how to, then that should mean he is also able to fly, but from what he sensed, he shouldn't be able to! The slit eyed hybrid's curiosity only grew more, feeling as it was about to overflow...."Hmm, I appreciate it, but I can already do that." he said, calmly as he floated a few inches off of the ground to prove it. He was a bit disappointed that the older fellow wasn't going to share with him the secrets of his Air Solidification, it would've came in handy one day, but he understood. "A pleasure to meet the both of you." he said as he floated back down to bow once more. "As for questions...I'm afraid I may have...quite a few..." he said as he glanced away. "First." Marcel said as he placed an index finger up, shifting his eyes to Ayumu. "You claimed you could teach me normal flight. I apologize if this comes off as rude, but how would you be able to when you have no power?" this one has been eating at the male the most. "Second." he raised the next finger. "Are those friends of yours inside of that...stall?" he glanced over to the stall, still a bit baffled about it being here... "And three." he raised another finger, looking at Hana then back to Ayumu. "I'm sorry, but.....what are you people?" he asked curiously. They must've been some sort of unique alien species, this would explain everything! He had more questions, but he felt it would be best to start off with three. He wanted to start off with just one, but...his curiosity was just too strong. (Wasn't sure if you were trying to say that Hana was throwing up, or something, so I didn't really react to it. >.<) Nostalgic Ayumu
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Sept 18, 2016 3:59:45 GMT
Thinking softly on how to answer these questions, Ayumu simply started smirking in a rather cold smile as he knew how to word everything, his foot digging into the ground while slowly clutching his hands together once again, slowly using his fingers that were irradically moving to keep himself afloat while slowly starting to make his way towards you. “First, how am i able to fly when i have no power? Well, the answer lies in what you sense young one” Slowly spreading his arms before dropping from the air onto the ground with his arms spread out and fingers wide. “I am merely a human, a human who has gotten something beyond what he dreamed off which brings me to my second point. How would somebody be followed so loyally if he did not have any sort of power at all? I do not see Hana here, or even the other people inside of the Stall following me as loyally as they would if i were completely powerless, so maybe... are you the one looking at it incorrectly?” having turned his body facing away from you when he started talking about the loyalty issue. Bringing up how strength makes one powerful was a stupid choice, it was a argument that was as easily defused as it was taken apart and thrown back towards you as a sharpened blade. Was this man hiding something? Something within those large arms of his? That body which seemingly seemed to be able to drag the cart a few meters to get it in a better position? “Lastly, Hana here is a fragment of power, who's you can guess but please do not speak your answer, sometimes you have people listening who you do not want to know. The others in the cart are a wizard Zoanthrope born on Konats, a Zoanthrope born on another planet... a Arcosian, Ryashi, those are the ones i am calling out right now. They all have their reasons for ending up in this stall and having their jobs be cut out for them, we do not deal in fighting for money or fighting for justice, instead i just wish to protect those i hold dear and let them experience what living a normal hardworking life feels like. But if that means that i, because you aren't able to sense this brilliant strength within me, then i am not one to complain in the least, i am sorry. But i will ask again, one last time, do you trust in me to train you... or do you wish to see proof what a fragment can do?” It was there that he stopped moving, just glaring towards you with the look of one that could be more frightening than a actual super powered warrior. It was not that his strength was a reason to fear him, instead it was just how cold and determination his glance was, filled with experience and a worth that far exceeded most starters, avoiding the spotlight as if he was easily burned by such things... This kind of man would rather sit back and enjoy the backstage, helping people and sharing what he could to prevent needless deaths than becoming a savior himself.
(Alot of text as ayumu is testing you vocally~ Dropping a few mistrusts, dropping a few truths, just completely trying out if you have potential to be a great warrior~)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2016 23:42:02 GMT
He listened closely to Ayumu's cryptic message. "Looking at it....incorrectly?" he whispered to himself as he pondered, his eyes glancing to the side as he did. His eyes would then rise slightly as he looked back at the geezer. Could he be...somehow suppressing his energy? The idea of being able to pull off something like only furthered the hybrid's interest in this stranger also starting to feel about questioning the man's power in the beginning. He shifted his attention to Hana as old man vaguely explained her background. He nodded his head in response to Ayumu's next comment as he continued to look. Marcel wasn't a fan of prying into others personal business, and respected the elderly man's request. But he was now further curious about her. What could he mean by "fragment of power."? Was she created? An android of some kind possibly? Or was it something else entirely, something he just wouldn't be able to comprehend? He then brought his attention back to Ayumu. He had quite the interesting characters following him to say the least. He was curious about their backgrounds, how they met, what are their end goals. Marcel felt a sense of warmth as the man before him talked about protecting those he cherished. Although he may have no right to say this, but he felt that he could relate. He cherished this planet like his step father before him did, and wanted to protect it, and the people who resided on it. He could tell that Ayumu was being truthful about this, or at least he believed that. Ayumu then glared at the hybrid after questioning him. Marcel could feel it, those eyes piercing into his very being, and would be lying if he said it wasn't intimidating. He looked back at the man, his eyes more determined than scared, or intimidating. "I trust in you, Ayumu. I will follow your lead, and endure whatever it is you will bring to the table." he claimed with a bow. "If I am wrong about this...then I will accept the consequences whatever they may be." he said as he stood back up tall. In a way, this man reminded Marcel of his step father, especially when it came down to protecting those they cherished. A small smile grew on his face as he did a quick nod. Nostalgic Ayumu(Hope this post was good >.<)
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Sept 19, 2016 0:31:22 GMT
While you gave your approval of this man starting to train you, Ayumu brought a large smile up onto his face while clapping rapidly, showing the joy within his eyes as he nodded fiercely. “There we go! You accepted the training, because we all know, what is nothing can also be everything. Knowledge and power are a good counter to each other but when one reaches nothing the other reaches heaven.” Before simply silencing himself. Thinking for a few seconds and taking a gaze at your muscles, taking a gaze at your definition and even at how you were moving around before then nodding softly. “Yeah, this is going to be a tough one, a painful one and maybe it could include me having to put on training that could increase your potential but possibly lower your strength for a short while... Hmm...” Collapsing his thoughts for a single second, Ayumu then started going through the training regimes he had in mind, Knowing that everything was going to pan out rather nicely if he were to just think about it smoothly and carefully. This man was shown with a strangely lean build meaning he did not depend on his full strength when dealing the blows, instead he had some form of assistance that could be an energy that was unknown to his. Manifesting a pair of hands that started to simply move towards his body before the soft string of energy attached to Ayumu his body form these hands was snapped and they just floated towards you, he came with the rather abrupt question “So... how often have you trained, what is your race and do you happen to have any habits during fighting that you are willing to tell me now before we get deep into this training and end up with a rather big issue?” Making certain the hands did not touch anything that would be private, he thoroughly made certain to check for his muscle thickness with these hands along with a few sparks of energy that would do nothing more than tickle before raising a rather firm whistle at the impressive nature of the body definition, this was surely no human, that was for sure but the body colors are not correct for a saiyan, what is this?
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2016 20:12:54 GMT
Marcel continued to smile as Ayumu expressed his joy. Was he really this excited to train some stranger he just met in the middle of a forest? The hybrid simply nodded at the man's wise words, telling from it that this must not have been his first time training someone. He had the feeling that he made the right choice in trusting this guy with his training...hopefully. "I'll be ready for anything, sensei." he said confidentially with another bow. Just thinking about how Ayumu described the training interested him more. He knew from his words that it will be something that will test his limits, pushing him into something beyond anything his original training could not have. Marcel's curious expression turned to a more confused one as he saw the two hands the man had conjured up. His head quickly followed the hands as they felt around his body, jumping a bit from surprise due to the little shocks they gave off. It felt really weird to him, not because there were disembodied hands feeling on him, but because he hadn't been examined like this before since he was a child whenever he was taken to the doctors. But of course...their hands were attached to their bodies. "I train nearly everyday after I've eaten breakfast ever since I was teenager, and no, I do not have any habits that should affect our training." he said as he continued to observe the hands. "As for race..." he paused, looking up at Ayumu for a second before looking away. Despite what his step father had told him about being proud of where he came from, and that his race alone doesn't determine what he is, Marcel still felt uncomfortable telling people what he was the mixture of in fear of being rejected. "I'm...I'm just someone who shouldn't exist to begin with." he claimed. His birth was...definitely not planned for that was for sure, but he was referring more to being a cross between a demon, and a Saiyan, both that could be considered monsters on their own. Nostalgic Ayumu
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2016 22:13:28 GMT
(Gonna go ahead and put this in threads to grade since you've been gone awhile o~o would love to continue it when you come back though ^^)
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Post by Vi-Poi on Oct 16, 2016 23:07:09 GMT
Marcel Law 2950 WC & your gains are 4720! 19198 + 4720 = 23918 Nostalgic Ayumu if/when you return PM me with this link and let me know what you want. Adding!
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