Polara Thermia
Archived
PL: 48,296
Brute Form(x5) Monster Form(x8) True Form(x10)
Zeni: 1,349
Shoki: 424
Tag: @polarathermia
Posts: 277
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Post by Polara Thermia on Dec 4, 2016 2:36:27 GMT
Polara had gotten to studying ancient earth culture, reading historical books almost daily to pass the time. She'd found out more than she knew before about this planet, and her breakaway from the Arcosian Empire left her with plenty of free time. No restrictions, no needing to listen to Abzerute, life seemed good. She was currently musing over a book in her head, hanging by her tail upside-down from a tree. The cyan orbs that were her eyes in a sea of white were closed, blood rushing to her head and giving her more time to think. "Hmm.. What exactly was the name of that school... Tumble... Turn.. AH right, turtle. I should see about learning what they have to offer." Her soft voice gently moved through the trees, the day was still fresh and plenty of opportunities were available. She had a fresh leaf on Earth, and she damn well intended to use it to the fullest. PL: 39,743. Suppressed Form Active. Toma
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Post by Toma on Dec 4, 2016 4:18:17 GMT
TOMA THE HEROUpon the small, uninhabited island that existed within the Southern Islands, there existed a Saiyan known as Toma. The Turtle Hermit had been training there this day, having just finished a two-versus-four battle against his students that were learning under him. A fun day, the teacher had found. He hadn't expected teaching to be such an enjoyable experience!
Perhaps he was born for it -- being a Saiyan, martial arts was in his blood. Who knows? It just seemed to come naturally to him.
Toma raised his arms above his head, taking in a deep breath through his nostrils as he stretched and let out a satisfied groan. His muscles stretched and twisted as he began stretching out the rest of his body, forcing away the stiffness and restlessness of the nights sleep he had gotten. With the morning's effects leaving his body, Toma was ready to face the day.
Toma looked up into the sky, to judge what time it was. The sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon, painting the sky orange with it's ever vigilant gaze, keeping the blue planet warm and teaming with life, chasing away the chilled haze of darkness that was night.
The gentle crashing of the waves upon the nearby beach was music to Toma's ears. The rhythmic beat calmed the Saiyan. It reminded him of what was worth protecting. The chirping of the Seagulls began to fill the air as the birds woke from their nights slumber, spreading their wings and taking to the skies. All in all, a very peaceable day. Ever since Earth had come to it's agreement with the Saiyan Solar Empire, things seemed to be getting better.
Toma smiled, bringing his hands together. He balled his right hand into a fist and placed it within his left, which then squeezed upon his right, cracking his knuckles. He then reversed it, putting his left into the right and popping those joints, too. The Turtle Hermit took in the fresh salty breeze of the ocean, more than content with how things were right now. Though he knew it wouldn't last -- it never did -- he wanted to enjoy it while he could.
Soon enough, however, he sensed a nearby powerlevel. He quirked his brow, turning in the direction of the energy. It was relativly strong -- and yet Toma felt something deeper within. As if it was a being holding back, but without Ki Sense or weights? After a moment of thinking, he realized he sensed the same energy from Defrosch. Was that just how Arcosian Ki worked? He wasn't quite sure to be honest, Defrosch was the only Arcosian he'd ever met.
He bent his knees and jumped into the air, his Ki pushing against him to keep him aloft in the orange-red sky. He moved towards the energy, before he spotted a white-and blue being hanging from a tree, like some kind of animal.
Toma smirked. And people called Saiyans monkeys. How ironic.
Landing near the Arcosian, the Turtle Hermit would set his gaze upon the alien, before smiling. "An Arcosian?" He would begin, his form relaxed, his power level suppressed. "It's not often we get visitors of your species here. What brings you to Earth, if I may ask?"
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Polara Thermia
Archived
PL: 48,296
Brute Form(x5) Monster Form(x8) True Form(x10)
Zeni: 1,349
Shoki: 424
Tag: @polarathermia
Posts: 277
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Post by Polara Thermia on Dec 4, 2016 4:27:19 GMT
Polara felt the breeze on her face as she mused, arms crossed as she sensed a nearby power. It wasn't as strong as hers, making her pay little attention as the ex-military general meditated. It headed directly for her, making her groan internally when he spoke. Of course it was to be expected; there were few and far between Arcosians scattered across this strange blue ball.
If anything, she preferred the blue water and sky of Earth to Namek's inverted colors anyday. Opening her cyan eyes, she looked at him and chuckled, not fazed by hanging upside down. "Just training my mental abilities right now, but I guess I could chat." Still hanging by her thick, powerful tail, the female replied to his question calmly. "I'm here to simply live close to my son. Consider me a wanderer to some extent, this planet is a very good place to relax."
There was a symbol on his gi, making her raise a brow curiously as she noted the Saiyan tail and the fact she could feel him holding back. "So, by that insignia it looks like you're one of the Turtle School students, no? Have you seen the teacher, I'd like to inquire about training there myself."
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