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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2016 3:10:01 GMT
“It wasn’t the case with the other Majin I know — a good friend of mines, actually. Her name is Shemha, but then again she is very experienced mercenary.” Noxa figured.
The virago’s ki began to leak more and more, and soon her entire power was put out in the open, washing over the environment in its full might. There was no aura blazing from her, but she continued to eat as though nothing out of the norm was taking place. Double dipping and slowly chewing on her mozarella sticks. Finally, her hair began to turn red, stretching to wrap around the cup of grape soda that had been brought to her.
The fizzy soda was brought to her lips; Noxa closed her eyes, as she slowly allowed the sugary deliciousness to fill her senses. Finally, once the vixen began to pull her grape nectar away, she opened her eyes. The white sclera and brown irises had returned to their normal states — black and a rich, golden yellow. Too came the two reddish purple markings — one line on each side of her cheek that stretched down to her visible collarbones.
“It’s not too difficult, you know? Maybe I could help you develop your skills a little — at least to the point where you could find the Turtle School on your own.”
The luscious, red-painted lips curled into a sweet smile; the rest of her delicate features fell in line. The woman’s well manicured fingernails — despite their talon like status — began to drum on the table. “I just punch things really hard, and fire really strong ki attacks.”
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Post by Pocky on Dec 4, 2016 20:07:26 GMT
"I can't say that I am a mercenary." She said. "I've been in a lot of fights in my life, but none of them really kind of flew or anything. One or two of them used Ki, but It was easy enough to stop with my Calm Palm Technique..."
As Noxa's form began to revert to her normal looks, and as her power began to come out in full, Pocky went wide eyed. She couldn't put numbers to it, but it certainly was much stronger than her. To the point where Noxa's own aura was Constricting to Pocky's. She could feel the very pressure of her strength Upon her. And it... Excited the Majin to no end. This person was her friend? THis strong... monster of a woman? And they were on a date? Pocky's mind raced as did her heart.
Before Noxa could even finish speaking Pocky's hands slammed on the table. "F-FIGHT ME RIGHT NOW!" She demanded. "I don't care if I don't have a chance of winning! Fight me this instant!"
She slammed her hands on the table again, just to make her point that much clearer.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2016 23:27:41 GMT
The redhead was still indulging her fatty treats when Pocky’s outburst came. The last thing Noxa had expected Pocky to do was get excited about the reveal. This was certainly in the Bio Android’s favor, but it was still a little unexpected. Truthfully, there was a side of Noxa that had fully anticipated the Majin to turn tail and run — or to freeze over completely. That would’ve made their online friendship rather awkward, if not end it completely. However, with everything already out in the open Noxa had now very little to hide.
“See, that’s another thing.” Noxa said, “One of the first things you need to keep in mind, actually; you never fight in the middle of a city.” The scarlet vixen hadn’t moved; she remained there, lazily chewing away at her mozzarella sticks — only occasionally imparting a word or two. “There are people whose power dwarf even mine. Some of them are self-righteous assholes who will disintegrate you just for having the audacity to step in their line of sight — or put --” The duo antennae that stuck up from Noxa’s head curled simultaneously twice, indicating air quotes, “ “innocent” in danger.”
“Someone with your power could easily take out a good chunk of this city, even without meaning to. One slip up of your ki — one emotional imbalance and we’re looking at a body count in the quadruple digits.”
There was a soft shake from Noxa’s head. The woman’ wasn’t yet done showing a brief moment of intellectual lucidity. "If you want to fight we can finish eating, ask for desert, and eat that. Afterwards I pay — you leave them generous tip, then I’ll fly you out somewhere and we can fight…”
Noxa cleared her throat, taking a moment of solace to down a bit more of her fizzy purple drink. A lead bladed-tip of hair found itself pointing over to her dog.
“Can you sense his power level too?” She wondered, “He might be a good thing for you to practice against. He may look like your average Earth dog, but he is much more.”
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Post by Pocky on Dec 4, 2016 23:55:38 GMT
Pocky frowned as Noxa began to speak before shaking her head. "I don't care about the food. I'd by lying if I said i didn't have a meal on the way over, but still! We don't have to fight in the city, we can go back to the forest, but I want to fight you!" She however ended up sitting down and crossing her arms. She puffed out her cheeks and picked up her tea before slipped it all down. She'd lift up her tea cakes and munch on them, before swallowing them.
"There I'm done with my food! C'mon lets go! Hurry!" She said. She was antsy now, tapping her foot quickly on the ground. The very prospect of fighting someone so much stronger than her excited her.
She looked to the dog. " I can sense his power level." She said. " But its so small compared to yours that I don't even want to bother. You are the one I want to fight." She smiled wide and narrowed her eyes. "I to feel your strength first hand. Even if It knocks me out or kills me." She shook her head. "SO please hurry."
It was rare Pocky was so impatient. Patience having been one of the first things she had learned. But right now that was out the window. She'd never met someone as strong as Noxa. Though to be fair, most of the people she had fought hadn't been over 100-1000 Power level. Humans were kind of boring like that.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 2:08:05 GMT
There was little speaking from Noxa’s end while Pocky went on a tangent about food. Noxa’s face was slack, slowly chewing. Noxa continued to enjoy her meal at her own pace even as Pocky scarfed down everything she had. By the end of Pocky’s little display Noxa swallowed the very last bit of her mozarella sticks.
She had only one thing on her mind.
“You ate on the way to our date?”
"Rude."
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Post by Pocky on Dec 5, 2016 3:08:07 GMT
She frowned at what Noxa had to say. "I wasn't planning on eating a big meal. This is a cafe after all. They only really do small things. Besides it wasn't anything large. Just a small Box of chocolates I bought on the way over." She crossed her arms.
"How is that even rude. You brought your dog." She said. " Normally you don't bring an animal unless you know the person really well, and they are okay with dogs." She looked away. " Just be glad I'm not like some of the monks I've met in my travel. Where I come from Dogs are eaten as food some times." She stuck out her tongue. " They don't taste good though."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 3:41:44 GMT
Sure, maybe Pocky hadn’t eaten a whole lot before their date, but Noxa couldn’t help but feel like this symbolized some kind of lack in commitment. Or… Something like that — she wasn’t entirely sure how this whole ‘adult social interchange’ worked, but something about Pocky having eaten before their big event seemed off to her.
“Fine, fine.” Noxa found herself dismissing.
Finally, standing up and bringing with her the glass of grape soda, which she used to wash down the last of the tangy marinara sauce flavor. The cup was bladed down, and a greasy, crumb-riddled hand moved over to Noxa’s belly, pressing down. The Amazon’s head cocked back as a loud burp escaped her mouth, shaking the cup she had just put down due to its large volume.
A distant bark was hard as a vague translation came to the two of them, ‘Nice!’ Hideaki congratulated her, ‘Do I smell grape?!’
A toothy grin was flashed over to both Pocky and the gracon who watched with disgust, disdain, and a an absolute lack of faith in any kind of tip. After all, she’d learned that often enough the rides of guests are the ones who tip the least.
The well kept waiter did his best to mask his sigh. Noxa didn’t pay attention to him. After all, her glowing golden gaze was focused on her date. The waiter, only then noticed that this wasn’t the same woman that he had only minutes ago welcomed into the cafe, but somehow she had the same clothes. He chose not to question his sudden change in appearance, and instead found himself dealing with the redhead who chose to pay the bill.
There was a short exchange between the two of them, and by the end Noxa moved to Pocky.
“Ready?” The amazon questioned, paying little mind to the squeals of thankful delight from the man whose composure had been lost at the sight of a few extra zeroes in his receipt.
Noxa’s initial instinct was to simply pick up her friend — or, rather, initial romantic acquaintance — and toss her over her shoulder before taking to the skies. However, something told her that kind of behavior wouldn’t be rather acceptable. Not to a friend nor a ‘date buddy’. Instead, Noxa found herself scooping up Pocky into her arms, much like she’d seen countless superheroes — and TV weddings do.
Holding the Majin close to her own body, a black aura tenderly enveloped Noxa. A gentle flame of dark, whose very edge glew with a bright red, as though it was hot metal being stricken. With little warning, Noxa began to levitate. The pace of her levitation was rather slow and almost romantic.
Until it wasn’t; until a sonic boom cracked windows, and sent the two shooting, arching upwards and outwards into the westward sky at supersonic speeds.
The massive dog, realizing he had been left behind, peeked over the cafe's railing. With no one to see what he was doing, Mr. Floofs found himself pouncing over to one of two or so tables with costumers. Hideaki then pushed his ivory muzzle into a couple's plates, snagging a heart steak and springing away to a dark corner to eat — away from the angry shouts of costumers and waiters alike.
He managed to get his steak after all, even if the Majin had forgotten about it!
HA, made you look!
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Post by Pocky on Dec 5, 2016 5:46:56 GMT
Pocky frowned as Noxa belched, puffing out her cheeks before she spoke up. "That is disgusting." She said. "Don't you have any manners?"
When she went off to deal with the waiter Pocky turned her back to them. She pulled a small breath spray from her pants, spraying abit of the strawberry flavored juice into her mouth before quickly putting it away when Noxa came to her. "Yes I'm Ready, but no more burping, that is disgust-EEP!"
Without so much as a word Noxa had lifted her up, holding her close like in those shows she had seen so many times. For a moment Pocky didn't register what was happening, but once she did her face blushed up and she crossed her arms before looking away. "T-this is degrading!" She said. "Being held in such a weak way....."
And then The boom came. They were flying so fast that Pocky couldn't even hear her own screams. And scream she did. The entire time they were flying. In fact they were moving so fast that the holes on Pocky's own arms were making an oddly melodically set of notes as wind passed over and through them.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 5:59:12 GMT
The impact with the forest floor was harsh and sudden, though Noxa’s preparation kept it from being labeled as a crash. She met the floor at a crouched position, where she stayed for a few moments. The sudden lack of wind and turbulence made even the noisy harmonics of the forest sound awfully quiet.
“We’re here.” Noxa found herself speaking, standing up and allowing the Majin to be deposited on her feet. Her voice may have come off as a whisper, though that was not the intent; it simply came off weak on its own. Something about there only being the two of them in the forest made that tone of voice sound… Right.
Nonetheless a gruff clearing of her throat forced the redhead’s normal speaking tone to return.
“Alright, so you wanted a fight. Right?” Noxa checked, “So let’s get to it, shall we?”
Noxa’s hands came to each rest against her curvaceous hips, the 6’5” amazon towering above her sparring partner. Noxa stood in the only circle of light in the forest — light from both the full moon and stars, having been allowed to greet the forest floor through the hole Noxa made in the thick canopy of leaves above thanks to her entrance. Everything else was pitch black.
Noxa found herself occasionally pinching and pulling at different parts of her dress, only now realizing that it had been tight enough to show off hints of her detailed abdomen — in other words, incredibly uncomfortable. A grunting sigh of frustration marked a mental note for Noxa to experiment with shape shifting dresses more often.
Noxa’s tendrils of red extended from her lush nest of hair. “So, what are you wanting to get out of this?” Noxa wondered, switching her weight from one foot to another, causing her to look almost like a dancer — or a sassy woman who stood in line so long her feet were aching. “You mentioned getting his with all I got, but that’s a little dangerous…” Noxa admitted.
There was a slight sniffing in the air, as Noxa only now was given awareness of a rather peculiar note: “Do I smell strawberry?”
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Post by Pocky on Dec 5, 2016 19:15:41 GMT
The Majin's screaming seemed to continue, even after they had hit the floor, before she opened her eyes and noticed they were on the ground. Her scream slowly lowered in volume before she blinked and stood up slowly. She looked about the forest before nodding. She'd hop away from Noxa, and land some yards away before turning towards her. She brought one arm up to her chest area, holding an open palm to her left, while the other arm came across her midsection, that hand open palmed to her right. A very defensive stance. She let out a slow breath, before steam shot from her pours, trying to calm herself.
"I want to see how strong you are." She said. " And how far I have to go for my training...." She shut her eyes and let out another breath before Noxa asked about strawberry. She blinked lightly. " That is my breath spray." She said. " I didn't want my breath smelling like teacakes."
Pocky shook her head then Narrowed her eyes. "Alright! Hit me with everything you have!"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 20:08:13 GMT
“Well, I’m surer you can tell just how far you still have to go for your training.” Noxa found herself pointing out, “If you can sense ki I’m sure you feel out the scale of difference between us… I’m not entirely sure getting hit by one of my attacks would help cement that.” Noxa, however, found her shoulders running in regards to her request. It is what she wanted, after all.
Noxa knew well just how incredibly resilient Majin physiology could be. Both from her own data imprints as well as well as personal experience with Shemha.
Still, keeping in mind the possible line of collateral damage Noxa found herself extending her arms out upwards, fingers intertwining, and grunting as she felt her rusty body attempt to once more incorporate the once-limber potential it had. By the time Noxa was on her tippy-toes her lungs had already filled with air, and moments later she exhaled it all.
Her body relaxed, her arms moving up so that the woman's delicate-looking hands fell against her hips, nails occasionally plucking at the seams of the thigh-cut for the sake of comfort.
“Alright, get ready.” Noxa told her, voice relatively even, despite the glowing red light that emanated off the edges of her bleak aura, beginning to light up the darkened forest environment. That light, too, signified the gathering of the Bio Android’s ki.
Pocky had been given a heads up, how she’d go about preparing was up to her.
“Try to dodge, if you can.” Noxa suggested, “I’m going to hit you with an uppercut, so… Keep an eye out for that.”
Noxa didn’t much bother taking a stance — she doubted she would need it. While a blatant example of underestimating your opponent, Noxa had little reason to believe that Pocky would somehow be capable of even seeing her movements, much less moving out of the way.
Plenty of time was given by Noxa — ten or fifteen seconds, though there was no countdown. Noxa had urged the woman to get ready and nothing more. Once believing that Pocky had enough time, the Bio moved at speeds fit for combat at the planet buster scale, leaning forward and allowing her heel to snap, kicking her off towards the Majin, while her Ki aided in guiding her torpedoing body.
Noxa’s right hand closed into a fist; ki surged through her flesh, empowering the strike which came just as Noxa’s head leaned in past Pocky’s side. The uppercut tore through the air, causing an ugly, shredding sound as it shot up into the Majin’s gut, and following through. The nearby soil and trees, despite not being directly impacted, felt the shockwave, which was more than enough to raze the immediate area. Large chunks of the ground were turned up, trees uprooted and torn asunder.
KP 1/3 [UP2] Passionate Caress 66% 1,458,563
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Post by Pocky on Dec 5, 2016 20:40:28 GMT
Pocky shook her head. "Just because I can sense your energy doesn't mean I know your true strength. You could be hiding some more of it, or be bluffing." She smiled. " The only way to know how strong someone is to feel it in a fight." She said.
When Noxa told her to get ready she nodded, preparing herself for what would be coming. A soft sigh escaped her as she closed her eyes, using this moment to calm herself so she may be ready for the coming attack. She kept up her defensive stance before her eyes snapped open. "I am ready!" She announced.
She narrowed her eyes towards Noxa as she gathered her energy, in turn Pocky's own vibrant blue aura appeared around herself. It wasn't nearly as flashy as Noxa's, just a thin blue outline that covered the entirety of Pocky's form. Pocky however never could of been ready for the speed at which Noxa moved. She couldn't even see her movements. One second Noxa was there, the next pocky lost all feeling in her body, as she was essentially ripped clean in two. Her gelatinous body hit the ground in two puddles, her damaged clothes being any indication that there had once been a person where pocky had been.
Those two puddles just sort of sat there for several minutes. Unmoving, no ki to be sensed off of them. Five or so minutes would pass before the gels began to shutter and shake before reforming into Pocky, whom was now one hundred percent unconscious.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2016 4:55:35 GMT
With the fist tearing through the air, there was a split second of peace, but in a fraction of a moment, everything cascaded in the aforementioned chaos.
It was as though an explosion had gone off, save the shrapnel. Despite Noxa’s aura dying down, the forest remained lit, now that the canopy of leaves had been broken by the air pressure of the uppercut, which managed to go as far as to erase a few wisp of clouds that far above in the sky. Noxa’s eyes investigated the damage above for a few moments; she was going to be keeping an eye out for the Majin, only to notice that she hadn’t been sent soaring into the sky — her body wasn’t even resilient enough to take the punch, it seemed.
Looking down, Noxa noted that, at her feet, laid Pocky — her date. Split in two by Noxa’s Passionate Caress. There wasn’t a whole lot of that Noxa could do about the puddle of Pocky left behind. She had seen a similar event with Shemha, so naturally she didn’t fret or panic. Not outwardly, anyway; it would be amiss to believe Noxa was careless about the fact she had simply knocked out one of her few true friends.
Of course, Pocky had asked for it… But even so, would that have justified Noxa’s actions? Should she have to knock better about her own strength, and kept from indulging in the suicidal request of someone ignorant of how destructive it could have been?
Noxa found herself crouching down and hugging her knees by the goopy puddle of Pocky, her hair stretching out to poke against the goop. For her own wellness, Noxa found herself blocking out certain thoughts — mainly ‘what if’s regarding the possible lack of regeneration from the caramel-colored warrior.
Thankfully, she didn’t have to linger in a purgatory of uncertainty for long. Because soon enough it seems that the two puddles of goop began to mend themselves together, reforming her dear friend, whom Noxa scooped up in her arms, gently shaking her head. Noxa wanted to say several things — remind the Majin to not be so reckless, but in reality, everything she wanted to say would simply be self criticism being deflected.
Another part of the reality the woman had ignored was the damage that her little display could have caused. It was good she had the foresight to redirect the blow upwards, as anything horizontal could have caused far too much destruction to go by unnoticed.
Tightening her grip on the Majin, Noxa began to levitate off the ground, before shooting up from the forest once more. She didn’t know where Pocky lived, so for tonight it seemed like there was yet another item on her agenda: a lover’s sleep over.
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Bing Gan
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PL: 374,871
Enlightenment (x16P), S. Ascension (x23)
Zeni: 13,528
Tag: @bingg
OOC Name: Bing/Biggums/TruetoCaesar
Posts: 3,722 
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Post by Bing Gan on Dec 6, 2016 8:50:27 GMT
@noxa your Word Count is 5,680 and your PL Gains are: 5,738! Previous PL: 229,147 > NEW PL: 234,885! Pocky your Word Count is 3051 and your Zeni Gains are: 3,341! Previous Zeni: 500 > NEW Zeni: 3,841! |
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