[Thread PL: 20,351, Heavy Weights On, Reduced PL: 5,088] It was a beautiful day in the Western Frontiers. A gentle breeze whisked gracefully across the landscape which swept between the tall trees and tiny blades of grass. The grass itself looked like rippling waves as the wind danced harmoniously across the green sea. And in the sky, just below the clouds, a Saiyan male in a dark teal gi was flying above.
A soft grin creased Kale's lips while he flew above the ground. Noticing a stream below, the Saiyan dipped downward and sailed just above the cool crystal clear water. As Kale rotated ninety-degrees, his hand pierced the water, spraying it about like a boat that sped across the ocean. Satisfied and delighted, he took back off into the heavens.
Today was a magnificent day, indeed. The Saiyan Kale considered himself to be the happiest guy on the planet right now. He had just gained a girlfriend; the beautiful snow leopard zoanthrope known as Ramina. What's more, he was finally taking initiative in finding other fighters like him. Individuals with good hearts and high spirits that dedicated themselves to protecting others. One such person Kale met; and Arcosian named Defrosch.
Kale was brought back to reality when he noticed a very long tower that pierced the clouds in the distance. What the tower lead to or where it ended, Kale wasn't sure. "Well," the Saiyan mused, "I've nothing better to do. Might as well check it out." His decision made, Kale rocketed toward the immense yet far away tower. He was intrigued to discover what secrets it held.
PL: 4,200 Lazing about, bored as always, Tomoyo was currently doing something extremely reckless, stupid, dangerous, inane, irresponsible-*proceeds to list off everything wrong with what he's trying*
Now, the child Saiyan had his curiousity sparked quite recently on alternative ways to fly by the Old man that had come to visit him a few days prior. Completely overcome by his desire to learn how to fly, Tomoyo had been doing practically everything to get himself into the air just shy of throwing himself off of the Tower's balcony.
Today, he was trying to walk off the tower.
According to the old man, he was able to fly by making his ki appear as hardened thingies that he could walk on; so all Tomo had to do was just make those things and he could walk on the air too right? The first steps had been easy: Step 1, make his ki project out of himself and into the air. Mentally placing a check-mark on that step, Tomoyo had pushed out the chair from the living room of the Tower onto the edge behind the railing before using it to boost himself onto the edge of the Tower. Precariously holding himself up by his feet along the stone rails, Tomoyo's throat rolled with a loud gulp before the Hybrid Saiyan extended his foot out over the edge to test the waters; figuratively speaking.
"Well... here goes nothing~" Making a short hop from the ledge, Tomoyo's face for a few moments brightened up into a look of hope and glee. "Its working! I did it!" Tomoyo shouted at the top of his lungs, his body lurched foreward ever so slightly by the pillowey energy beneath his foot. "I DID I-"
Caught in mid-celebration, Tomoyo's foot broke through the flimsy ki barrier. Sent plummeting through the sky and downwards, Tomoyo's breath was spirited away from his lungs as the screams echoed silently. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!" Yanking out his stick from his back pocket, Tomoyo was just about to jam it down and hope it was able to stop his deathly fall before a sudden and hard object injected itself into Tomo's chest. The child had been intercepted, either by intention or accident, by Kale as he had flown upwards in the opposite direction.
Unable to stop his hand's momentum, Tomoyo's arms were brought downward in an arc as his Stick impacted rather roughly with his savior's forehead.
Kale was now flying upward while he followed the Tower's vertical structure. "How far does this go for?" He wondered out loud. "I wonder if there's even anyone else out here. Maybe the tower leads to some kind of house?" Memories of hearing about some lookout on the planet came to mind. A lookout where God himself watched over the earth. "If anyone would know where to find people like me, that must be a good place to start."
The Saiyan was torn from his thoughts when he swore that he heard a scream up above. Up ahead, he could see there was some kind structure that was built into the tower. His keen eyes also picked up a kid falling. Wait. "A falling child?" Kale didn't believe his eyes. And suddenly, THWACK! The Saiyan halted once he felt pain against his forehead and the back of his skull. It wasn't a sharp pain, but more of a dull one. It still hurt, nonetheless.
Kale screeched to a halt so that he could gather his thoughts and figure out what exactly hit him. "What the-?" He opened his eyes to see the very child that was falling was perched atop his head. "Are you okay?" he asked. "And why were you falling from all the way up here?"
"eeeeh~ That hurt!" Tomoyo whined out loud as he tried to breath once more. Balancing himself off the back of Kale's head, the Saiyan child's stomach and chest were very sore from the impact. Looking down at the spiky haired man that had saved him from a rather gruesome death, Tomoyo's eyes widened in shock at realizing he landed on someone. "Ah! Sorry~"
Apologizing only once, the Saiyan hybrid did well to slowly extract the pole he had slammed into the boy's forehead... as he slowly peeled the wood off of the elder's skin, Tomoyo couldn't help but flinch as it left a big, red welt mark. A large, circular shape smack-dab in the middle of kale's forehead told tales of the impact; it would be impossible to hide. "...I hope he doesn't notice." Sighed Tomoyo in his mind before tapping the Saiyan on the shoulder with his stick once more. "Hey, can you fly me back up? I live at the top of the tower."
Figuring it'd probably be cordial to introduce himself, Tomoyo adjusted his body and arms so that he was latched onto the Saiyan's back before turning his head to grin in Kale's face. "Hi! I'm Tomoyo! What's your name?"
"Owww, ow ow..." Kale rubbed his forehead gingerly. The pain was starting to subside, now. But it still had a dull sting to it. Go figure, a strong Saiyan fighter feeling pain from a somewhat meaningless impact. How fast was the kid falling for him to make such an impact? It was at that point that the young hybrid Tomoyo gave a sincere apology. Kale's attention was brought to him as he positioned himself on Kale's back.
The Saiyan listened to Tomoyo speak, now. He listened with interest. The boy's innocent demeanor brought a smile to Kale's face. "Heh, that's okay. At least you're not falling anymore, right?" Tomoyo then introduced himself to the older Saiyan. With a grin, Kale responded in turn. "Nice to meet you! My name's Kale. It looks like you're very lucky that I happened to be in the area."
Kale looked upward toward the rising column. He noticed that there was a structure built into the column up above. "You said the top?" he wondered out loud. "You mean the structure up above, right? Or is there something all the way at the top?" Kale looked on in wonderment. What exactly did lie at the top?
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Bing's eyes narrowed as he peered downwards, eyes locked on his target. It had been ages since he started his investigation, but he felt he was more than confident in attempting something now that he'd been collecting information for so long. He knelt down, grabbing a slip of paper off the ground. It flapped wildly in the wind, making it hard to read at first. Eventually, he resorted to gripping the paper from two opposite sides, giving him ample space to read.
HOW TO BUILD YOUR VERY OWN BOSS DARKYEAR ACTION FIGURE
He nodded, assuring himself that he was on the right track. His eyes turned back to the figure in question. It was a two-foot tall toy robot. Though it was supposed to look like an astronaut, the gear it was wearing made it look more like a chain-smoking black knight. Apparently the fellow was from a famous cartoon show, and this particular model was incredibly expensive. Of course, this meant Bing simply HAD to buy it for his daughter. Expensive things were usually the funner toys, right?
Bing grabbed the screwdriver resting by his foot, taking it to the toy's leg, and attempting to screw in the final screw. He leaned in close, carefully screwing it in piece by piece until...
The toy came apart spectacularly, bits of the toy astronaut flying to every corner of the tiled plateau. Bing let out a defeated sigh, falling to his back in disappointment. "I spent all day on that thing," he mused.
His senses now free to roam, he could feel two energies incredibly close by. A rarity for sure in these parts. He scrambled to his feet, snatching his staff off the ground, before making his way towards the edge of the Lookout. He peered over the side, unable to see the source of the Ki below. "They're farther down than I thought... Perhaps at Korin's Tower?" Without a second thought, Bing leaped off the edge, descending towards the duo rapidly.
He arrived in front of them quickly, his eyes narrowing at the duo. "Greetings," he said, raising his free hand. "I am the Caretaker of Kami's Lookout." He gave the duo a close look. They were Saiyans, or at least they felt like it. It had been a while since someone had traversed the tower, and yet he was just a bit unhappy with their way of ascension. "You know, you're supposed to climb the tower. If you just fly up there's no challenge, is there?"
His gaze fell upon the younger of the two. His Ki felt very faintly familiar. Had they met before? "You... Have you traveled up the tower recently? Your Ki is not unknown to me, but I know you've never been to my Lookout before..."
About to answer to Kale's question, Tomoyo opened his mouth with a response ready when another voice was heard approaching from above. Tilting his head back, Tomoyo's eyes widened as he looked on at the cloaked figure referring to himself the "Caretaker of Kami's Lookout."
"Caretaker? Huh... I've never sensed him before." Tomoyo pondered in his mind before snapping back to the present as the man continued talking. Albeit it may just be due to the fact that the child rarely sensed very far with his abilities, but... there was something weirdly familiar about him... like he had sensed a similar energy before. Looking on at Bing as he continued talking, the Saiyan hybrid realized he had missed whatever he said next. Did he say his name and Tomo missed it? Straightening himself while adjusting his position on the other Saiyan, Tomoyo raised a hand to wave hello at the newcomer, flashing a friendly grin. You know, you're supposed to climb the tower. If you just fly up there's no challenge, is there?
Puffing out his cheeks in indignation, Tomoyo felt almost as if the universe was teasing him or something. Did every person he meet have to remind him of the fact that he couldn't fly!? "But I did climb it. A bunch of times!" Tomoyo exclaimed, stretching out his arms to his sides as if describing the total distance he had climbed with his rather limited arms. "I can't even fly; It's not nice to make fun of people..."
After a few more moments of silence, Tomoyo resolved to shake the thought from his brain before referring back to the man once more. Pointing his stick at the guy he was currently attached to, Tomo couldn't help but giggle at the absurdity of this meeting."That's Kale! We just met." Then pointing his stick back at himself Tomoyo posed to introduce his own childish self. "Hi! I'm Tomoyo! Nice to meetch-" Accidentally interrupting his own introduction though, Tomoyo painfully recoiled as the stick he pointed at himself slipped in his hand before poking him in the eye.
"OW!" Flinching from the pain, the child loosened his grip on Kale's back by a muscle spasm. In mere moments, the child was sent helplessly plummeting downwards. Screaming wordlessly as the wind drove the air from his mouth, the child hastily searched his person for where the stick was to break his fall. "Why meeeee~" He whimpered in his mind, unable to speak under the flapping winds and his own frantic state.
Kale was honestly surprised to see the grey-haired man in a green gi float downward from the heavens above. After listening to what Bing had to say to him and the child, the older Saiyan gathered that this man must be extremely important. He felt a little embarrassed when the notion of having to climb the tower was mentioned, and reasonably so. Kale didn't want to give off the impression that he was a cheater who took the easy way out of things.
Wanting to be respectful and humble, Kale bowed forward slightly as he placed his right fist and left palm together in front of his chest. "Hello, Caretaker of Kami's Lookout." he began. "My deepest apologies. As the boy mentioned, my name is Kale. I am a Saiyan who has been living on Earth. It is an honor to meet someone of your stature. You are just the person that I have been looking for."
Without warning, Tomoyo had fallen off of Kale's back! His eyes widened in surprise. Recalling that Tomoyo couldn't fly, Kale knew hat the time for action was now! "Oh no! Excuse me for a moment, Mister Caretaker!" Like a bullet, Kale took off after the falling Tomoyo. Kale flew underneath Tomoyo within moments and outstretched his arms in order to catch the boy. "Don't worry, I've got you!"
The two Saiyans seemed relatively peaceful. A good sign for now. As the duo spoke, it was revealed that the younger of the two seemed to think he was being teased. "My apologies," Bing said, bowing. "It was not my intention to insult you." The elder of the two was introduced as well. The name Kale didn't sit with him too well, but he wouldn't hold too much against someone for a similar sounding name. "It's a pleasure to meet the both of you."
Without warning, Tomoyo had fallen from Kale's backside! The boy plummeted quickly, but the elder Saiyan was able to scoop the boy up before things got too serious. Bing breathed a sigh of relief, descending towards the duo. "Perhaps we should retire to solid ground. Follow me." And an aura of Ki would surround Bing, as he shot upwards towards Korin's Tower.
Regardless of whether or not he followed, Bing would soon find himself on Korin's tower. It'd been ages since he'd been here, but it seemed like it was quite lived in despite this. His brow raised in curiosity. Had someone been squatting here? He began to investigate, looking for clues to this momentary mystery...
Thankfully, the child did not fall very long before he was thankfully caught once more by the adult Saiyan. Eyes still half bulged in panic, it took a few more seconds of ragged breathing and racing heartbeats before Tomo was fit to speak calmly again. "...Thank you." Thanking Kale as he was deposited on the Saiyan's back once more, Tomoyo returned his gaze back to Bing with an apologetic grin.
It was not my intention to insult you.
"Well, since ya apologized... I'll forgive you!" Happily giggling to himself while the three of them began ascending back towards Tomo's Tower, Tomoyo couldn't help but feel like he was doing something bad... but that feeling soon went away as he gave another innocent chuckle before conversing with Bing some more. "It must be so cool, getting to own such a giant tower all the way up there, Carey~" While it was indeed just to pass the time, Tomo was honestly impressed by the tall structure Bing claimed to take care of... however it would seem that he had made a mistake in assuming that Caretaker was actually Bing's name, abbreviating the title to the more reasonable referral "Carey."
When the three of them finally arrived, the sounds of clicking heels ringing through the fully furnished and stocked room that was the first floor of Tomo's Tower, Tomoyo slid down the back of Kale's gi before getting on solid ground himself. "Wait just a minute, I'm thirsty." Bounding over to where the fridge was standing, arranged neatly next to what appeared to be a fully stocked and furnished kitchen with numerous appliances that were plugged into outlets that by no means should have been there; Tomoyo popped open the cooling box in a fluid, familiar motion before extracting a juice box for him and his 2 new companions: one was mango flavored, one "very berry", the the last strawberry-watermelon. Holding out all three for his guests to pick one, Tomoyo grinned his enthusiastically friendly smile while offering a small gesture of hospitality. "Want one?~"
Kale exhaled a sigh of relief now that Tomoyo was safe in his arms. "Hoo boy, that was a close one." He offered a smile to the kid once he thanked the Saiyan. "You're welcome, Tomoyo," he replied in a friendly tone. It was then that the Lookout's caretaker descended and spoke to the duo. Kale listened while he suggested getting to solid ground. The Saiyan nodded as a reply, thinking to himself that it would be a good idea.
Following Bing's suggestion, Kale ascended to Korin's Tower after the caretaker with Tomoyo on his back once again. The Saiyan arrived at the tower's entry and stepped foot onto the tile. Soon after, Tomoyo hopped down and scurried toward the refrigerator. Kale walked forward a few steps and looked around to examine the place. "How exactly is this structure physically possible?" he asked to no one in particular.
Kale noted that the appliances plugged into outlets, strangely enough, that by all means should not have existed. But, his thoughts were soon interrupted when Tomoyo offered him a carton of juice. The Saiyan's face lit up. "Oh, thank you! I would love one." As for what flavor Kale wanted, he thought it would be best to let the Caretaker choose a flavor first. "I'm not very picky," he said looking to Bing, "so I'll just have whatever flavor is left after you guys pick yours."
As the Saiya-duo reached the tower, Bing couldn't help but feel a clue coming on. Something about Tomoyo's lack of surprise was... Offputting. Kale seemed decently astounded, but the younger boy being so neutral meant something. The Caretaker turned to Kale, shrugging. "The details are fuzzy at best. This structure was made before any of our great great grandfathers were even born. Even with the ancient library in the Lookout, nothing reveals how it stands."
Tomoyo quickly motioned to a fridge in the corner of the tower, offering the other two drinks as he rummaged in the icy box. Bing's brow raised curiously as he stood up, planting his staff onto the stone floor harshly. "Tomoyo... Have you been living here?" His eyes scanned the room. The furniture, the appliances, Tomoyo's familiarity with it all--it was a telltale sign that the occupant was right in front of him.
The Serpent Master's expression turned stern, as he approached the boy. "I know you didn't intend to do wrong, but this is sacred ground. Not just anyone can shack up here, Tomoyo." He shut his eyes, sighing somberly before opening them again. "I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to pack up your things and live somewhere else. If you wish to come back some time, I won't stop you, but you cannot live in the tower."
Arms getting tired holding up the juice boxes for the adults to pick up, Tomo's grin soon curved into a pout. Kale wasn't gonna pick one first, so couldn't the Caretaker pick any faster? Was it that hard to choose? "Um... Do you need help choosing?" Tomo finally piped up before lowering his arms ever so slightly. Seeing the former guardian's eyes wander over his house multiple times, going back to Tomo, then back to wandering kept sending shivers down his spine for some reason. "Something wrong, Carey?" Tomoyo... Have you been living here?
"Yup!" The oblivious hybrid foolishly answered, sealing his fate as Tomoyo's words quickly confirmed Bing's suspicions. Still not getting where this conversation obviously was going, the child waved his hand around the room before grinning at the adults again. "This is my house~ It's so cool too! You should see when it rains, there's a really awesome forcefield thingie that comes up that stops you from getting wet inside, and I started growing these bean things that feed you for 10 da-" Caught mid boast by the former guardian's next words, Tomoyo paused without finishing his sentence... but he still looked the same. As if not fully registering the ultimatum or not hearing the entire thing, Tomo's bright eyes scrolled over to Bing's once more as if some part of him knew what had been said.
"Huh?" I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to pack up your things and live somewhere else.
"...what?" Did this guy... did he just tell Tomo to leave? "W-W-Why?! T-This is my home now! Haz will be back soon; Teku too! They'll tell ya too! I can't leave." The edges of his eyes watering emotionally as an incredibly heavy sorrow began setting in on the child, Tomoyo tried his best to keep his voice steady while not entirely bawling. "Y-You can't make me go. My bed's here! That's not fair!"
Eyes narrowing in pseudo anger, trying to shield his tears behind a more volatile emotional state, Tomoyo planted his feet in place before staring up at the older man defiantly. "T-This is my home!" The fierce gaze Tomo looked to almost attack Bing in and of itself. Who was he to just come here and tell Tomo to suddenly move out after he even offered him juice! He wasn't Tomo's parent! How did they know he even WAS the caretaker of this Tower?!
And yet besides all of that bravado, all of that deviancy; Tomo's eyes still betrayed the panic and fear he was truly feeling.
Well, this was certainly an interesting but sad turn of events. Kale now found himself in the midst of an emotional and a rather awkward situation. The Saiyan felt a bit saddened for Tomoyo's sake as the conversation between the Caretaker and the boy unfolded. All the boy wanted was to live somewhere that he could call home. A roof over their head and a warm bed to sleep in were important things to have in one's childhood.
Ultimately, Kale had to side with Bing Gan on this one. Although, he wanted to help the little Tomoyo desperately. Maybe he could offer some assistance for this particular incident? But what should the Saiyan say?
The conversation was now becoming quite heated on Tomoyo's part. Kale winced slightly when the boy began to raise his voice and supply an argument as to why he should be allowed to stay with his childish, albeit sensible logic. Kale noted the fear in the child's eyes. Tomoyo truly was frightened at the notion of being kicked back out on the street and becoming homeless.
Kale cleared his throat to attract the attention of both Bing and Tomoyo. "Uh, I know this isn't my business," he began with sincerity, "but maybe there's some way that we could help Tomoyo here? I understand completely that by living on sacred ground must be a severe insolence. But the boy has nowhere to go. There must be some way of him being allowed to live here?" A thought crossed the Saiyan's mind. "Please, if there is anything that I can do for the child's sake to help his case, I will do it without hesitation."
"You invited others here as well?" Bing's expression soured, his grip on his staff tightening. "You can't just invite yourself into a sacred place, Tomoyo." The boy tried his best to explain, but Bing was not about to let this slide. There was a twinge of guilt for kicking a child of all things out of this place, but it was necessary.
His attention turned to Kale, his brow raising curiously. Perhaps there was some way to compromise. Both of them held exceptional energy within them, the elder of the two much more so. The Caretaker nodded, before taking a step towards the railing of the tower. "I've got an idea... Follow me, both of you." Without another word, Bing hopped off the Tower, descending towards the grassy forest below rapidly.
Within a few moments, Bing would arrive at the top of a massive waterfall. To his right was simply a forest of trees, but to the left was a massive wooden building; a martial arts school. Emblazoned on the large door was an emblem of the Snake School. It wasn't known to many, but the Kanji might be recognizable to one of the two boys. He awaited the duo patiently, leaning on the wall of the Dojo while awaiting the two.
Should they arrive, he'd spin his staff around, before stabbing it into the grass below him. "If you want to live on the Tower, then you need to best me in combat. Either one of you give me a good walloping and you can both live there. If not, then you'll just have to go. Sound fair?"