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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2016 18:06:08 GMT
| Namorel (HW) Powerlevel: 63,487 -75% Powerlevel: 15,872 |
"Oh... so this is a gravity chamber, I have no idea why I expected anything more..."
The namekian said as he walked into the room, the gravity not yet turned on as he and Noxa were going to use the room to help Namorel build resistance to the lower tiers of this multiplied weight. He had no idea as to how it operated nor did he want a lecture on it any time soon. Rather he was more focused on getting the opportunity to train with Noxa once more and see what multiplied gravity feels like for the first time. He also found it ironic that they would be multiplying gravity from Earth's base when surrounded by an environment that was weightless. Meanwhile he would lean against the wall and watch the entrance for Noxa as he was sort of hoping that she knew how to operate the device, otherwise he might end up killing himself in the process it he tried it by himself, the thought of his body flattening was both mortifying and comically hilarious at the same morbid time.
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used]
@noxa
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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2016 18:34:54 GMT
Power Level: 220,211 Resonance: 2,422,321 / 2,642,532Ki Setting: 20,000 Once within the room, Noxa’s first order of business was to flip on the gravity switch — or, rather get ready to. The black robe-clad Bio Android didn’t make the same mistake that Shemha did — which was to instantly bring the gravity scale all the way to its tipping point. She was going to give her Namekian friend a nice, easy start of ten times Earth's Gravity. She was ready for a training session — a brief one. She didn't want to overwork her green friend, simply condition him.
“Alright, Namorel!” Noxa exclaimed, finger hovering over the gravity button. “Rules. Don’t lock your knee caps, and don’t let your center of gravity fall behind your central axist. Separately, each of those things are trouble. If you put them together you WILL break something — probably knees or elbows. You and I can regenerate, but it’ll hurt like a motherfucker none the less.”
“In fact.” Noxa said, “Lay down so you don’t smash into the ground and break something. We’re in outer space on Nostalgic Ayumu ‘s ship; the last thing we want to do is crack something we shouldn’t.”
Once Namorel had laid down — or, hell, even if he hadn’t, and instead chosen to take this one standing — Noxa pressed the button, activating the ten times gravity. She felt everything on her body began to be viciously tugged down, but this time she was prepared. The redheaded amazon had already mastered this tier of gravity resistance; she could already walk about as though this was her home environment — this was all second nature to her now.
In fact, the woman went the extra mile — forcing her hair to remain as beautifully voluminous as it would be on Earth. Not dragged down as though she were a wet mutt. If she could afford to train then she could afford to look good while doing it.
She turned to watch Namorel, her free hand reaching up to cup her chin. Her other hand remained ready to turn the switch off at any moment she she saw he was having too much difficulty with any vital processes.
"Tell me if something starts to hurt to an unreasonable degree. If you can't breathe, or if everything starts to go black. Those are the signs that we might be pushing you a bit too far."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2016 23:15:01 GMT
| Namorel (HW) Powerlevel: 63,487 -75% Powerlevel: 15,872 |
He watched as the familiar bio-android walked into the confined chamber, the room barely large enough for more than one person and yet the situations he had been in with Noxa in the past made this just another day to him. The robe however seemed new, but it may have been a detail he missed in the past when they met, if it were not for his scouter being in another location he would have taken the opportunity to see how far she had grown since their last encounter, but he did not get that opportunity at this time and would promptly do it later. However now it was time to train under this machine for the first time, listening to the bio-android's warning the namekian rose from the wall and stood with his arm's crossed waiting for her to press the button.
"I'm sure I'll be fine. Let's get started."
Namorel replied before she pressed the button, once the gravity multiplied he felt the pressure on his shoulders first before it began to drag down his weighted clothing, holding firm he as he would not allow the gravity to conquer him a soft, inaudible groan would escape his mouth. He would then drop to one of his knees and begin to laugh.
"Now this is what I'm talking about! Let's get this going."
Rising back to his feet, while still obviously under the pressure and adjusting slowly, he would take a holding stance and wait to see if the bio android had any plans or methods to hasten the namekian's adjustment to the weight of the gravity as it was obvious to Namorel that she had previously managed to do the same herself at some point, thusly making her a perfect training partner here.
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used]
@noxa
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 2:42:40 GMT
Although Namorel certainly had a stubborn, prideful nature to him Noxa would be lying if she said there wasn’t a kind of admiration for his tenacity.
Noxa found herself turning around fully to face the Namekian, hands pressing against the panel as she hoisted herself in one tiny hop — just big enough to sit down on the control panel. Sure, her tush pressed plenty of buttons, but considering that neither she nor Namorel were promptly smashed into the ground as a result surely nothing too significant had been activated.
“You know,” Noxa found herself noting, “There isn’t a whole lot of fighting to be done here, big guy.” Noxa rose her leg leg, crossing it just over her right knee. “This is a spaceship. We’re in space. Going who knows how fast. I rather not run the risk or breaking anything. Rules of engagement, you know? Fight anyone, anytime, but not anywhere.”
Her left foot began to swing from side to side, “Just do some body exercises or something.”
There was a pause, “You know, I always wondered what it would be like to adjust to a gravity level without training. Just doing everyday things inside of it. Like walking, or eating. You know, stuff like that.”
Noxa clicked her teeth, shaking her head as she dismissed the idea.
“Probably silly thing to consider. Especially on a ship — even if I’m sure it could be done. Ten time gravity really isn’t that much in the end of the day; the Majin who introduced me to gravity training managed to get up to eighty or so times.”
The redhead narrowed her eyes, however. A tendril was shot towards the Namek, a piercing attack aimed at his shoulder. She was sure he could dodge — the question was if Namorel would be able to remain on his feet after doing so. After all, keeping your center of gravity was one of the first big hurdles of gravity training — right along making sure your knee caps don’t snap and your joints don’t lock up. However, the red head’s original instructions made sure that Namorel knew what to do so that those events didn’t take place and impede his training.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 16:40:47 GMT
| Namorel (HW) Powerlevel: 63,487 -75% Powerlevel: 15,872 |
Namorel watched the bio-android's relative agility as she lifted herself unto the console to sit down, light clicking could be heard from that general direction by Namorel, but he had no idea as to what could have caused that sound. Instead he was more so thinking about the fact she had previously adjusted to this particular level of gravity before. It made him wonder what she had accomplished since they last met. Perhaps it was his turn to advance, not only on Namek; finding solace in his home planet, but here where he could further advance himself as a fighter. However Noxa made a fine point that fighting in the ship would both be dangerous and violating proper etiquette of combat.
"So just simple exercise? If the weight on my clothes are any indication... then this is going to be an interesting attempt on my part."
The namekian spoke sarcastically as he stretched his arm across his chest, it had been some time since he had any trouble with movement, back when he first acquired his weighted clothing was the last time and it took him a little while to adjust, but despite this it was a rather exciting notion to consider as he stretched, prepping his muscles for a trip to hell and back. He wouldn't start with anything too difficult, dropping to his hands and starting a push up, heaving a breath lightly as he felt the first push, lifting his body from the ground only to let it drop once more with a light thud of the weighted cape on his back.
"Honestly casual behavior to adjust to this kind of gravity, or higher, sounds fantastic. An interesting thought if you ask me, either way it gets the job done."
He laughed some as he said this, slowly feeling some adjustment as he completed each push up, working on his first set of ten before he would roll himself unto his back and stretch his arms once more. Realizing the heaviness of his body in a gravity ten-fold the capacity of what he had been used to his entire life, it was no wonder many of the soldiers from other planets or of high power got so powerful. Despite this realization it made Namorel only more excited to make himself stronger.
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used]
@noxa
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 20:24:01 GMT
Seeing as how he had completely accepted her suggestion for body weight exercises, Noxa’s outward-shooting tendril simply retracted completely.
“I’m glad you see things my way.” The woman put simply, “Trust me, once we make landfall things will probably be a lot more interesting; after all, from what you told me there are some really impressive fighters in Namek — from that combat-specialized caste alone I’m sure you and I will get a lot more training than we bargain for.”
A simple chuckle escaped Noxa, “Not to mention Shemha — she is there too, and I’m sure she’s up to something fight-y. She didn’t give me much to go on, but I’m willing to be that whatever she’s doing is going to be really combat heavy. In other words, don’t wear yourself out here. Think of this as a warm up.”
The woman turned her head on her side, peeking down into the numerous sliders and dials of the gravity chamber.
“Although I have to say, Old Man has a pretty impressive setup here. I’m sure that if you wanted to hang out by the ship and just train in the gravity room that would give you plenty to focus on.”
She wondered just what kind of gravity level Old Man had trained himself to. Admittedly, Noxa had never seen him fight, through a bizarre ki emanated from him — or, rather, around him… And as if that signature wasn’t monstrous enough there was also the factor of Celmaru; Old Man had trained him. Surely he had to be some kind of accomplished warrior or mercenary, though his altruism and heart of gold made Noxa sincerely doubt the latter.
Although, all of this thinking about Ayumu simply turned Noxa’s attention back onto Namorel.
“Hey, remind me again how you and Ayumu met? It was quite the shock — a pleasant one, mind you, but none the less surprising — to see you and him together already en-route to Namek. Funny how things work out, I suppose.”
Her questions came, though their off-topic nature wasn't at all an indication of her interest in Namorel’s current conditioning. Noxa kept a keen eye on the Namekian as he strained and pushed his physical form underneath the tug of the artificial gravity, occasionally making comments as to help him adjust his form — often focusing a lot on her ‘don’t lock your joints’ comment.
That wasn’t to say that she was entirely lazing about. Despite having already mastered this level of gravity training, Noxa made sure to keep her body active — mostly her legs and hair. Not much of a work out, but it gave her something physical to do while she learned more about Namorel and what he had been up to in the time they were apart.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2016 15:24:20 GMT
| Namorel (HW) Powerlevel: 63,487 -75% Powerlevel: 15,872 |
"You know, I happen to be part of that combat specialized caste, but we prefer to call ourselves warriors."
Namorel would reply sarcastically as he listened to the bio-android speak. Perhaps he had forgotten to mention that to her in the past, but found it rather ironic that the information would slip this far into the trip to Namek. Of course this changed little, but did give Noxa more information as to the namekian's background before leaving his life behind and hopping the first transport back to Earth. The thought made him remember his days back when he was still in basic training and the exercises they had him repeat with his peers, they always seemed so redundant to him, and yet looking back on them now they helped him learn to master his abilities as a namekian that made him stand out apart from others such as Ayumu or Celmaru.
"Warm up sounds good to me, perhaps I'll run into Shemha again while I'm here, might make for an interesting encounter."
Namorel was not sure if Noxa knew of his previous encounter with the majin beforehand, but it had been on a social sort of interaction. Of course it had been his first interaction with the peculiar race of magical creatures and perhaps this time he would get to see how one fared in combat through Shemha. Of course he was sure she was probably far more powerful than Namorel and yet the though excited him exceptionally.
"The first time I met Ayumu... it wasn't too long ago, he happened across my house at Mount Paozu one day and the interaction was rather... enlightening to say the least."
Namorel didn't bother to go into all of the details as to what had occurred the first day that the two had met, rather he wanted to keep the details short, for he was unsure if she would believe all of it if he recounted the entirety of it anyways. The flood of bandits and learning to manipulate the magical powers buried within himself, all minor details that in some ways merit their own story while still fitting the meeting between the old human and Namorel. Meanwhile Namorel rose to his feet and stood up for a moment, once more feeling his cape tug towards the ground, but ignoring it and avoiding showing any signs of struggle, he was not ready to give up training just yet. Rather he was just getting started after all.
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used]
@noxa
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2016 19:11:27 GMT
Noxa simply found herself nodding alongside what her friend said.
“I’d be lying if I didn’t say I wouldn’t want to look more into these castes.” She admitted, “You’ve touched on them before, but I need to know more about the Dragon Caste — it doesn’t sound like they do a whole lot. I’m sure they have a valuable place in society, but from what I understand it seems as though the Warrior caste works security and the Dragon caste just does whatever.”
Noxa noted, “My words might sound a little hard, but y’know I’m just trying to speak my mind. I don’t mean anything negative either way.”
The woman’s legs continued to sway from side to side, while her hair mindlessly writhed about in an attempt to lazily strengthen itself.
“And yeah, you can be it will be. Shemha is a pretty competent mercenary; if you want to train with her don’t feel shy, she can definitely hold her own, but try not to get TOO close — chances are she’ll strap you down with that malleable Majin body and you’ll be in a world of hurt. Namekians can stretch, but you can’t reform…”
A chuckle escaped from Noxa’s lips, “When you do see her don’t tell her that I’m giving you combat tips; I bet she’ll never forgive me for helping you ‘cheat’ before sparring… Oh! And, before I forget, her ship also has a gravity chamber. I don’t know how it compares to this one — but there isn’t a reason for you to not use it if you decide to visit her. Considering she was the one who introduced me to the concept of gravity training, I’m sure she’ll have plenty of good tips and tricks to help you pick up on.”
Afterwards a long break took place in their conversation. It wasn’t until something sparked in Noxa’s mind that once more her voice picked up, though this time it was with a rather exciting jolt to it.
“Hey!” She began, “When Shemha called me and told me about Namek she mentioned something about ‘powerful Gurus’ who could see if you had potential, and train you to realize that potential as well as some other stuff. Do you know anything about this?” Noxa wondered, “I’ve only trained with Celmaru so far — and a little bit of it was under his Turtle school… But how do Namekian Gurus train you? Is it too different than any of the sparring we did?”
The woman hardly seemed to stop for breath, but it was clear that this tirade was somewhat important to her. And, as such, she concluded:
“I’m asking because as much as heading to Namek to see Shemha is super fun, I would really like to get in touch with my roots again, you know? I can’t think of anything that would help that happen more than to managed to become the student of one of the leaders of our people… Do you have anything you could tell me about the Gurus in general? This might be cheating, but is there anything I can do to improve my chances of being accepted as a student?”
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2016 11:47:48 GMT
| Namorel (HW) Powerlevel: 63,487 -75% Powerlevel: 15,872 |
Namorel listened as Noxa spoke, her opinions on the divisions of the Clans and their relative purpose to one another. The namekian was rather amused by the way she saw it and couldn't argue with her on the matter as couldn't think of any more simplified way of describing the division and relation of the namekian Caste system. But thinking of himself as a bouncer was a rather humorous thought. standing outside a large white structure while the Dragon Clan play poker on the inside. Laughing out loud some, he would then turn to face the bio android and make his own remark on this matter.
"Well... you aren't exactly wrong, but that description is rather humorous if I do say so myself."
As the topic shifted to the majin known as Shemha rather than the caste system any further Namorel listened to Noxa's input. Remembering his last encounter with the majin on Earth, it was a social interaction, but he was sure that she was just as powerful as Noxa described her to be. A spar with her did seem interesting now, perhaps he could get to fight someone more flexible than himself after all. From Namorel's perspective, it seemed that Noxa and Shemha were rather close, he got the idea form his first encounter with Shemha, but perhaps they were closer than the namekian anticipated, many of Noxa's comments and praises seemed to indicate this in the least.
"I'll make sure to bring that up to her. I'll see what happens if I run into her on Namek."
Namorel replied with a tad of a laugh to follow. What Noxa mentioned next however caught him off guard. It seemed she was interested in training under the current guru. Namorel had no idea as to whom the current leader of the dragon clan was, but he was sure that they would be wiling to accept someone, who's ki energy contained that of a namekian in there. He didn't know exactly how to respond to the bio android this time, taking a moment before picking his words carefully.
"I'm not really sure how the current guru may do their training, but usually they have an attendant many of them use to assist in their training of others if they are not solely a Dragon Clansmen, but many that go to him are and learn the ways of namekian mysticism. As for getting accepted for training, I'm sure that proving yourself to him shouldn't be too difficult. The Dragon Clansmen tend to be rather nice as is."
KP: 3/3 [No Techs Used]
@noxa
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2016 4:06:34 GMT
Noxa wasn’t entirely too sure how the different castes went about through their training, but she was certain whatever the difference between them it wouldn’t have been too ridiculous. From the way Namorel spoke it seemed as though she should certainly expect a Dragon Caste guru to be the one Shemha spoke of. Though mysticism was, without a doubt, going to be the focus of her training Noxa began to think that she might have a little bit more trouble than she originally expected. After all, the woman was certainly stronger than your average joe, but magic and mysticism wasn’t something she was fully proficient at.
Whatever the case, the worst case scenario would have been Noxa being declined as a pupil — or disciple. Even if that turned out to be the case it wouldn’t be ruining her trip. Noxa wasn’t excited to see Namek and the folk there; excited to see where one third of her genetics had developed in. The little bits and pieces she picked up from Namorel’s stories, magazines, and word of mouth only served to give her vague ideas of what to expect. She was sure the first hand experience would have been something transformative.
Still, the woman found herself pulling away from the control panel. Behind her a flurry of tugs, pulls, and presses took place as she began to disable the ten times artificial gravity.
“That’s probably enough training for now.” She said, “I doubt we’re anywhere near Namek now, but I’m sure after we sleep we’ll be right at its door step. As peaceful as Namekians are it would probably be a shame if you stepped out into Namek not feeling your best, right?”
The scarlet gravity mistress moved over to Namorel, helping him up if he needed the assistance. From then on she would lead him out of the gravity room, returning to her quarters within the Ayumu’s space ship. With a little bit of alcohol for savoring she the woman tucked herself away and began to daydream about the adventures that Namek would bring.
Thread exit; taking PL.
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Post by Entirely Ed on Dec 10, 2016 12:28:08 GMT
@namorel your PL gains are 3228 OLD PL: 71,608 NEW PL: 74,836
@noxa your PL gains are 2145 OLD PL: 244,384 NEW PL: 246,529
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