Paprika Wasteland [Dragon]

[Hedoro Koutai]

Hedoro frowned as she soon found herself trapped within a sphere of energy. She seemed unable to break out form the inside, but there had to be a way to escape. These enemies didn't seem the sort to care about living trophies. So far, all of their actions had been focused purely on destructive power. They were even now releasing huge bursts of their Ki in an all-encompassing destructive sphere, destroying the landscape around them. Rocks were pulverized, trees splintered, the water was even pushed out of it's paths and jettisoned into the air in a fine mist which seemed to boil away. The combined force of both Gila's and Kodomo's blasts was truly staggering, yet they had acted without a thought to the consequences. after all, hadn't they already tried to lure the Shadow Dragons that hadn't been yet reincarnated to them? she had already spotted them, they had been close and approaching quickly. But now that such a huge explosion had been set off, that plan was likely as much dust as any of the landscape. Not particularly smart of these Namekians, scaring off their prey while attending to the interlopers. She wasn't about to complain, of course. She had her own problems.

And where was Hedoro throughout all of this wanton destruction? Still trapped in that ball of energy that Gila had ensnared her in. It had been sent hurtling away, taking her along for the ride, by the force of Gila's secondary blast. Within that sphere, it felt like nothing so much as a washing machine going through seizures. She was tossed this way and that, unable to tell which way was up. Finally, a few tens of meters away, the sphere struck a rock which had been torn free from the earth by the force of the Namekians' blasts. What happened next took Hedoro by surprise. She wasn't familiar with the Imprisonment Ball technique save in name only. After all, just because the largest population of Changelings resided in Satan City as did she, that did not mean she was familiar with them, or the techniques that they had created over the years. She was barely familiar with her own special brand of techniques!

So the blast took her by surprise, a sudden strong pressure and shocking heat, blasting her down and inwards as a vacuum force bombarded her. It came from all sides, there was little she could do to avoid this. Even so, the blast wasn't as strong as she had actually expected. Oh, she was definitely signed, but all of her limbs were still attached, she hadn't even lost consciousness. And the explosion had one other benefit, though she wasn't aware of it. When it had detonated, the Imprisonment Ball technique had created a small (though larger than the sphere itself) sphere of vacuum around her. This area of null space was short-lived, yet it coincided with the secondary blast of Gila, and the similar blast from Kodomo. Those rushing shock waves met this null space and followed the air current as they were pulled in, a miniature dervish or tornado forming for an instant. The heated Ki and energy of the blasts rose, as did the heated air, rising up while she had been pressed down into the ground. A bit of cosmic fate, that. That the Imprisonment Ball technique was what had saved her from the worst of what came behind it. She would never actually do so, but perhaps she owed Gila her thanks for the assistance?

Once the firestorm had passed over her, she lurched to her feet. She definitely had seen better days. Her clothing was singed, and there were easily a half dozen spots on her that would equate to another race's bruises or burns. Those injuries didn't quite apply to a Majin, but they were still very annoying. She took a moment to regather herself before fixing Gila's position in her mind once more. She knew that the rest of her allies had weathered the storm as well, and they were preparing to attack, or already attacking. She realized something else. Even with as fast as that Imprisonment Ball had been moving, she discovered she actually hadn't moved very far at all. It had felt like she had moved farther away, but in fact had only moved a short distance. The Ball must have broke early, earlier than what she had thought. No matter, that gave her an opportunity to get in close once more. She rushed toward Gila, quicker this time, mindful of her position in relation to her allies, and any potential plans they may be forming. She would come at Gila from his left side, seemingly in for another pointlessly headstrong attack. This time a haymaker. But was she really that foolish, or had she learned from the last exchange, and already taken Gila's reactions into account? Time would reveal the truth soon enough.
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Anima had been soaring closer, attempting to get in range of the battle. She had begun to see more of the details, of who all was involved. She had been surprised at first to see so many non-dragons involved. After all, this land was only home to their kind, visitors were very rare. Barring those who wished to fight a Dragon, or who were trying to obtain the Dragon Balls. This was different. She could feel greed radiating in waves off of the two Namekians, greed in addition to a high power level. they were strong, but they hungered for more. She had missed the announcement they had made, but between their greed and their presence, it didn't take a rocket scientist to determine what they were after. The dragons themselves. Or the Shadow Dragons who had yet to move on to new vessels like she had. What purpose they had for her kin, she couldn't say. But surely not good, so she would stop them! She bonked her nose a moment later as she felt a metal wall suddenly wrap around her, locking her up tight. She pressed against it, but it wouldn't budge. She tried screaming, for whoever had done this to let her out, but her voice was muffled. A moment later, she felt a rush of Ki move past her, burning away at the outside of her prison, and she understood. Whoever had done this, had saved her. She owed them her thanks, if they both made it through this battle.

Once the onslaught finally ceased, her metal shell cracked open, and she was free once more. She looked around, blinking a few times in the bright sun, before noticing her kin had gotten closer, but had not been protected as she had been. Why?! She was about to swoop down to try to help them, but she could already feel it. Their spirits had already moved on, taken the leap as her own had. Now, all seven Shadow Dragons had been reincarnated. All seven of the Elder Dragons were now gone. That did little to salve her anger over what those Namekians had done, however. she turned back to them, growling as she prepared to dive toward them. Her flight was far from flawless, but it was more than capable of allowing her to speed up enough to divebomb either of them well enough. Her attention was drawn to one in particular, the one with red-hair. Or more appropriately, to the one who was rushing to attack them. One of her kin, the reincarnation of the Haze? Curious, he seemed to feel as much anger as she did over what had happened. Fair enough, then she would join forces with him, and attack the redhead as well. She stayed silent, though she was furious. She didn't want to draw attention to herself until it was too late. She would make those Namekians pay for what they had done!
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[Reaver Darkside]

It was a pitty for these two Nameks. They had never stood a chance in the end, as Reaver's initial attack would hit home, the blade sliding up and through his opponent's neck, Hedoro's incoming attack would actually be the ending strike for them, the haymaker slamming directly into their head and causing the head itself to not only be torn off the shoulders of this Namek, but also crushed to such a degree that it was barely recognizable as a skull anymore. The other Namek would suffer around the same fate, Haze moving forwards with such rapid intent for death, that as his struck hit home against the opponent's head, he would then whip around, drawing the sword from his waist and spinning in a full three hundred and sixty degrees to cut the head clean off of Kodomo. His anger flaring in his veins as he then proceeds to chop and hack away at this opponent to the height of his abilities in order to attempt ending their life even further then it already was. By the time Reaver had made his way over to his ally and brought a fist forwards to crack him about the back of his head, he had finally fallen still. "The battle has ended... These Nameks are no more, and their threat is gone. I have no need to be here any longer, this world will be mine, and no one else's." He says with a wicked little grin falling across his face, as the armor like plating fell away to reveal his fanged mouth.

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[Ryuu Sanada]

During the Namekian assualt on the wasteland, Oceanus was summoned from her ocean home to the area majority of the fighting, but in their reckless vicious explosion attacks she she killed and her soul released before they could even bother to claim her spirit or powers. The former Elder Dragon had be released from life and thus returned to her dragon ball, Six Star. With Oceanus returned the darkness in the dragon ball exploded and created a dark spirit that hunted down an egg deep in the ocean. Once merged the eggs shatters and the new Six Star Dragon was born, Leviathan Shenron stretched up then rocketed towards the surfaces for her first true breath of air. Once above the water, something called to her. Something far from her safe seas, yet something familiar. Levi flew out over the wastelands till she came up on the end of a great battle, "Hmm, What is going?" Her eyes glanced over to the now ashed Oceanus and she lets out a powerful shriek that would rattle the nerves of any that over heard her, after all for the Shadow Dragon, she just noticed that the original Oceanus laid dead so she knew she had to step up now.

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Leviathan Shenron: 206

 

[Hedoro Koutai]

Hedoro skidded to a stop, shocked by what had just occurred. Sure, she had thought she had been prepared for battle, but this...? This was something else. She was shaken, stepping back before stumbling over a rock behind her heel. She landed solidly, looking winded for a moment. Even though the body had already fallen, the spirit had already left her victim, she could still see that vibrant spray of green, feel the crunch as her strike had literally 'knocked his block off'. She could still feel the ichor on her hand, the residue of her gory attack. She hadn't thought it would have ended like this... She couldn't help but feel the smug satisfaction of her other self, and she knew she had just taken a giant step down the path of no return. She remained where she was, even when nameless individuals arrived and carted off the bits and pieces that were left of the two invaders. They had reaped what they had sown, surely, but why then did she feel so guilty? She had only done what she had to do, she was defending the entire Earth! Surely that was a good enough excuse to forgive the crime she had committed? But she still felt regret, remorse over what she had done. Finally, a long moment later, she got back to her feet, and looked around in confusion. What was she supposed to do now?
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Anima slowed to a halt. She felt an anger burning within her, and she didn't like it. She had wanted revenge on those infernal Namekians for slaying her kin, but now she had been robbed of that right! And for what? She hadn't been fast enough to get there in time? That wasn't a good reason! She seethed for a few long moments, watching as one by one, the other warriors left, and the bodies were quietly gathered up. She debated attacking the bits, but such an act was that of a coward, not befitting a Dragon like herself. She shook her head, hands clenched tightly into fists, claws almost drawing blood from her palms, as she wrestled internally with her anger. It just wasn't fair! Finally, she managed to calm down, at least somewhat, and turned to once more pay respects to her fallen kin. She flew closer to the charred husks, knowing that their spirits had already moved on, that there was nothing there now but so much burnt flesh and charred bits. But they were still her relatives, and they deserved a moment of silence. That moment of silence was shattered, as almost were her eardrums, as a piercing shriek sounded only a short distance away. She whirled, eyes darting for the source of the scream. Was someone under attack? No, there was just a strange form floating a short distance away, the shock on her face at the sad state of the last of the Elder Dragons giving Anima a good indication of just who they were. That, and the rather unorthodox nature of their form. She approached cautiously, unsure if she might lash out in her shock and rage. "So... you are the new Oceanus, aren't you?"
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[Ryuu Sanada]

Leviathan glanced at Anima allowing her eyes to meet her kin's. Her eyes seemed to be filled with an unspeakable anger and sorrow, one that the Naturon dragon would have been filled with, only moments ago. To Anima the dragons maybe her kin, like brothers and sisters, but to Leviathan the late Oceanus was closer to a mother. She wiped the water from her eyes then rushed the female dragon that spoke to her, though Anima should be able to tell it wasn't in any sort of offensive way. The young Shadow Dragon clinged to her kin and nodded to her question, "I-I am...I am Leviathan Shenron...the new Oceanus.." She felt slightly safer hugging her kin, but it didn't stop the rage boiling up in her, "W-Who...did this?" A straight forward question from the girl, as her red eyes looked over the people that are leaving now with pieces of other creatures. She hadn't been awake for much of the fight, and the time it took her to arrive the fight had ended. Though she felt bad, most of that was cause she felt absolutely powerless in that moment. Despite not being one to like showing excessive emotions here she seemed to let them pour, though that was likely to be due to it being her kin she babied too. When Leviathan broke herself free of Anima she would give her a light smile and a blush, "I-I apologize for that. I haven't asked who you were, before a selfishly clinged to you." For the new Oceanus her actions had been a bit reckless, but she could feel that her and Anima were kin, and the look in Anima's eyes told her that the girl was heartbroken over the loss as well.

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Leviathan Shenron: 498 Words

 

[Drago_the_Blackrose]

Echo had been defeated by the evil Namekians and it made him question his own power once again. He couldn't believe how weak he was and when he finally came too he didn't even know where he was at. He couldn't believe that he fell so low in the world that now he couldn't even hold a decent fight. It was all the things that stopped making sense to him and he wanted to give up. He wanted to destroy the world but he just couldn't do it. He sat there in the Paprika waste lands letting the world pass him by in just a moment he closed his eyes. That was it. He gave up his fight and he just decided that there was nothing else to even go for. What was the point anymore. The world was jsut to strong for him to handle. He looked at his sword and he thought about everything he had been through. He thought everything he would have to go through. He realized that it all meant nothing. Thats what it all came down too. He stood up from the dirt and he just let out a small curse to the world. The end was here now and he couldn't even help stop the end. The pity party ckept going through his mind as he slowly lifted off the ground and started to float towards a small river. As he stood by the river he looked into it and saw what he thought was him and he heard a poem.

I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
Do not be a victim
To self-pity.
Self-pity is at once
The beginning and the end
Of life's uselessness.

He only paused to think about it. He still ahd so much to do. He had to fight that girl in the tournament. Nyx. He had to get Boop out of his head. He had to become stronger than his father and possibly bring him back into this world as his true evil self. Everything was still plausible. Everything still had a chance for happening he just had to make it happen. There was no sense of being a fool. There was no sense of being weak. He had to show the world that he was the best and there was nothing nothing that could beat him ever again. When he said this he came across a dragon. He looked up and Dragon almost toward him. The dragon plumped next to him and Echo looked in a bit of confusion. Did he come here to die. Echo looked at him and he was the pollution Dragon he could he feel himself getting weaker around him. Maybe he wasn't wanting to give up. Maybe it was this dragon. That..that would all make sense to him. Echo looked over towards and turned his head a bit.

"something I can do to help you."

Echo said rather blandly. He figured that this Dragon was time to die. But the dragon was probably much to powerful. But if he tried to help it...maybe it would help him with his current affair of getting stronger. Possibly.

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[Hedoro Koutai]

Anima's eyes widened and she froze for a moment at the sudden tackle and cling, a bit surprised at the relative emotional nature of this newest sibling. Most of the Dragons had pride, and all other emotions were secondary to that. This one seemed different, however. Though, perhaps seeing the previous her in a heap on the ground, a carcass, that would shake anyone up. Even someone as prideful as a Dragon. The new Oceanus Dragon, that was what her newest sister claimed to be. Just as she had expected, the aquatic traits she possessed would have made that the obvious guess. The question that followed, while expected, was not so easy to answer. She waited until after she had been released, moving from a still hover to float back just a few feet, before collecting her thoughts to answer. "The ones who did it are already dead. Those bits and pieces you see being harvested like windfall fruit, it was them. I believe the ones doing the harvesting are the Red Ribbon Army. Whatever awaits those Namekians, it would not be pleasant. They have met divine punishment for their hubris." She remained silent for a moment, as an idea both fascinating and horrible occurred to her. What if those pieces could be stitched back together, what if those Namekians could be brought back to life? But only to live under the watchful eye of the Red Ribbon? Such a fate would be worse than death. She had heard rumors of the sort of experiments and modifications that were performed in secret in those foreboding laboratories.

She didn't realize that Leviathan had spoken once more right away, it took her a moment to realize what had been said. "Oh, you're right! I am Anima Naturos, the successor to the Naturon Shenron line." She inclined her head in a shadow of a bow. Dragons were, as ever, prideful, and it was often expected to show respect to them, even if oneself was also a Dragon. Part of the old ways, perhaps, but they were kept in memory for a reason. There was no reason to make an enemy of this newest Oceanus, as a fellow Dragon, she would make a worthwhile ally. If nothing else, not having to be on guard against at least one of her kin would be refreshing.
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[Reaver Darkside]

"Oh good, the woman are getting along. What a good sign." Attor Haze growled with a slight roll of his rather hidden green eyes. His own appearance would be rather sudden, as he would be standing near by the two, though well out of arms reach. He had heard the annoying screeching sound but he hadn't come right away, he figured that whether he showed up fast or not, a scream like that would be from something that was either dead or dying. So therefore there was really no rush. Turning his gaze from one dragon to the other, he casually lowered his hand and let it come to rest upon the katana he had at his waist, normally he really had no need for such weapons, but he felt more powerful simply carrying it, so it was something that was more needed then not. Soon he switched to what he had heard of the conversation, knowing plenty of what was going on thanks to his ally who was rather known for being one of the most powerful in the Red Ribbon Army. "It's too bad, they never even saw what was coming to them.. Now they'll be torn apart, stitched back together, and probably turned into lamp posts for someone's room or something. After all, their DNA is really the most important, the rest is just for show.." He says with a cold little chuckle, he was not normally this evil in tendency, but he really despised what these Nameks had done to the elder dragons, they deserved everything that was coming to them, even after death. "Hopefully they'll be brought back long enough to be killed a couple thousand more times..." He finally says under his breath, with a growl emitted from his throat masking his words even further. They were meant for just himself, more then anyone around him, after all.  

[Ryuu Sanada]

Leviathan's crimson eyes dart over to the Dragon that just spoke of her and Anima getting along. She respectably bows to a male dragon, "I am Leviathan Shenron. The new Oceanus. It is a pleasure to meet you both, though I would have wished it to be under better circumstances." She turns her gaze to Anima once more before giving her a shadow of a bow, "I do apologize for my earlier behavior. It was unfitting of a Dragon." With this she crosses her arms and watches the army gather up the remains of the Namekians responsible, "Hmm...I see they have already been dealt with. I hope it was painful enough." Her comment was out of the blue but the Namekians had to suffer for their crimes against the Dragons. Leviathan glances back to Haze having thought she heard him say something, but only really hearing a throaty growl from the Dragon, "So Brother. Of what linage do your powers stem. As I said. I am Oceanus, and Anima claims to be Naturon." The Oceanus notes the distance that Anima had taken after being released from the hold, and she makes sure to keep an equal distance from Haze as well. Wishing to keep them both comfortable, and remain out of their space as needed.

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Leviathan Shenron: 713 Words

 

[Hedoro Koutai]

Anima hid her surprise well enough, but surprise it was nonetheless. She had already known that one of her other siblings was in the area, of course. After all, they had both been set after attacking the same Namekian, the same one which had been cut into many small bits and chunks by the same sword that Attor casually rested his hand upon now. Veiled threat or no, Anima didn't feel in danger, she didn't think a fight would break out now. They had had their vengeance, so now would come a time of relative peace, before their fires got stirred up once more, at some other target. When he remarked on her and Leviathan being close, she gave a slight shake of her head. Not to disagree, but more a similar act to rolling her eyes or sighing. She had heard a bit of sarcasm in the comment, but paid it no mind. There were more important things to dwell on. Such as Attor's comments mirroring her own thoughts on the true fate of what awaited the captured bits that had once been living Namekians, and may be once again. She missed his second comment, but the growl could have very well been either amusement or irritation, either way, a bit too vague to cause her to inquire further. Her gaze flickered back to Leviathan as she asked as to Attor's line. Three Dragons. Three Neo-Dragons, to be precise. All met on what had been the field of battle, but none of them were currently deep within a rage, or attempting to tear the others limb from limb. The first generation had been much more combative, especially with one another. This generation, they seemed to have become calmer, more in control of their emotions. An improvement, she thought. But would the loss of those initial inclinations to fight prove a hindrance in the long run? All she could do was wait and find out. For now, peace seemed like a good idea, pointless battle never really accomplished much.
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[Ryuu Sanada]

Leviathan floated in the air as she looked back between the two Dragons before her. If the former Oceanus' memories were passed then the Shadow Dragons before this generation were more violent and at each others throats. Was it still true for these Neo-Dragons? If the in fighting had made them so much stronger then why were they each bested one by one? It was something to think about as she awaited a response from Haze, even if she was almost expecting one of her Kin to attack for being 'born' too late and costing them the life of a former Elder Dragon. Leviathan had hoped against this as she thought more and more on how this generation could prove itself less violent, while at the same time being able to better protect themselves. That is when a idea hit her..from an alliance with her and this way they were only as strong as their weakest link. Leviathan's crimson eyes would look over to Anima and Haze, "You two don't wish for this to happen again?" Her hand would be motioning to the two dead Shadow Dragons as she spoke, "Well? I thought perhaps we could team up..form an alliance to better protect ourselves." Survive was the number one rule of the world after all, and when a group with the powers of the seven Shadow Dragons got together it would become a more unstoppable force. She would grin slightly as another idea came to her mind, "What if we collected the dragon balls again? Then we could makes wishes for ourselves, and since we can since the ones we are connected to it will make it easier for our alliance to get them." The Oceanus would place a finger to her lower lip and tenderly n** the tip in a rather cute motion as she thought more, "The only issue then is how we decide who gets the wishes and in what order. Then there is the whole everyone hunting them done thing." Leviathan glanced to Anima once more, "What do you think so far, Anima? I don't wish to be yammering on if no one is at least slightly interested in my ideas."

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Leviathan Shenron: 1078 Words

 

[Hedoro Koutai]

Anima didn't answer immediately, Leviathan's first question making her pause. Yes, it was true. She didn't want to have to witness this again, the unprovoked slaughter of her kin. She turned and looked down at the two corpses, the two dead bodies which had once been the last of the first generation of Shadow dragons. They had been glorious. Argumentative, combative, arrogant and prideful, all very true. But powerful. They had possessed power, strong power, and luxuriated in it, wore it like a mantle. That was the pride that she as a fellow Dragon strove for. She didn't seek to be prideful or arrogant because she wanted to be better than everyone else, oh no. She had to, because that was her rightful place as a Dragon. It was her duty to be arrogant and stronger than other races, that was just how it was. She cocked her head as she listened closer to what the Oceanus had been saying. An interesting idea. The pride in her rebelled at the idea of forming an alliance, but not too strongly. If she had to form an alliance, at least it would be with her fellow Dragons. Yes, such a group could indeed do wonders, their combined strength would truly deserve recognition, and fear. And the Dragon Balls? Yes, that was a goal she could pursue with no hesitation. She would know when her own sphere resurfaced, from wherever it had been hiding these long years. Eventually it would be found, and she would desire it. After all, it was almost a part of her, just as she was almost a part of it. They shared a bond, and that meant she would surely go after it.

"I think... it's a good idea. If we pool our strength, we can make sure that no other upstart dares to try to prey on Dragons, that they will learn that we are not to be trifled with or hunted as sport. And if we gather the Dragon Balls, even if we don't use them to make a wish, we can still stop anyone else from doing so." Truly, that bothered her a good deal. The greed she was so attuned to, the greed she could sense from other beings. What would any of them wish for if they gathered all seven spheres? Something selfish and greedy, of course. And greed only beget more greed, wishes would lead to others making more wishes, and the vicious cycle would commence. Stopping that seemed a worthy goal, stopping the greedy lesser races from wasting such a power. She raised her head, first looking at Attor, then returning her gaze to Leviathan, to see both what his opinion was, and if there was anything else that would need to be discussed. Forming an alliance seemed like a good idea, true. but was there an aspect of it that they had yet to realize? Would there be a leader? And if so, who? She certainly wouldn't want to be the head of their group, she was better suited to a support role. Some times it was inevitable to have to fight on the front lines. But she preferred to stay back and let the rank and file take the brunt of an enemy's maneuver, and then swoop in to deal the final blow, making the battle short and sweet. No, a leadership position was to be avoided.
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[Reaver Darkside]

Listening silently to the two dragons speaking back and forth, Attor finally decided that he would actually assert himself into the conversation, taking a half step forwards he says simply. His face completely unseen behind the mask he bore, though the soft breathing of his breath hitting the mask would be easily heard if they were to all go silent long enough. With each breath, a light green smoke came out of the gaps in his hood and the few holes in his mask. This odd green smoke did not appear to spread too far though, seemingly vanishing a few inches past a foot from his body, though in this way his entire body appeared to be leaking this odd green smoke that he breathed loose with each breath and word that he spoke. "I am Attor Haze.. The Three Star Dragon Incarnate. I will more then gladly pool my strength together with the two of you, in order to prevent the extinction of our kind... Though when it comes down to the dragon balls, it will be a different story. Neither of you have shown me enough that you could be trusted as far as assisting in hoarding the dragon balls.." He starts slowly, his green eyes passing from one dragon to the other while keeping a close whit about him just in case things were to go south because of his words. He did not necessarily want to have a fight break loose, although he was quite confident in his abilities to fight back against these two dragons that were before him. Should they become a threat to him, he would have to get rid of them, should that be the case. Since they were dragons, he was willing to give them the benefit of the doubt in this aspect. Even so, he stayed on the alert as he spoke his next set of words. "If we are to assist each other in the gathering of the dragon balls, my only condition would be that I be the first to wish upon them, and nothing more.." Attor says with a slight shift of his head, causing one vivid green eye to be shadowed by the mask and hood he bore upon his head. This rather blunt show of greed was something that should be expected by a dragon such as he, of course in this same way that he made the request, he also blatantly stated that he wanted to go against the ideas of the dragons, perhaps this was his own greed getting the better of him? This particular idea was not something that could be too unexpected, though it could not be right. Attor slowly rose his arms up to cross across his chest, his clawed fingers coiling over the edge of his arm as he waited for a response from the two of them, in regards to his single condition.

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[Ryuu Sanada]

Leadership, this wasn't something she had thought of when she thought up to combine their powers. While it would make it easier for the alliance to work with a leader, Leviathan had just figured no one Shadow Dragon would or could lead another Dragon after all they were all prideful to a point. Once more they would have to come to a fair consensus on who would have to lead the group. Her crimson eyes seem locked on the Naturon Dragon as she spoke, "I am glad to see you like the idea, Anima." Leviathan would smile sweetly as she looked between her two present Kin, "After all, it is our duty as the Neo Dragons to learn from the mistakes of our previous generation. Former Syn's bide for ultimate power helped divide the dragons and their in fighting kept them from helping each other." The point was clear, she was going to seriously work on forming the alliance for their Kin as Anima had said there would be no more hunting Dragons for sport or treating them as inferior. Her gaze then shifted to Haze once more, "It is a pleasure to meet you Brother Haze, and more so that you actually wish to join in this alliance." The male's condition about the Dragon Balls did rock her a bit, but it was 'expected' that the power of the orbs would demand use from one or all of them, "If we are to use the Dragon Balls for ourselves, and you can get the other five Dragons to agree...then I see no issue in you using them first Haze." Leviathan would look over to Naturon next to see her reaction to the nearly leader like decision and Attor Haze's clear greed of the power granted by the Dragon Balls. It is not long till her mind it busy with other things, mostly how she was going to find and get the other Shadow Dragons to agree to such an alliance, then working out if there would be a clear leader to lead the group or if it would be able to successfully allow for the free movements and actions of the individual Dragons. Perhaps if there were to be leader, that they wouldn't be able to exert that power over the other Dragons and force them under its will, "So ultimately, how would we structure this alliance? No one Shadow Dragon should be expected to be greater than the next. Also, would any one of us like to be looked over by said leader? If this alliance is to have a leader, then I feel all the Dragons in the alliance should be able to input their own opinion on it. If that shall be the case, then our next task is to gather the other four of our Kin and speak this out."

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Leviathan Shenron: 1553 Words

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Leviathan Shenron: 1400 Word [All going to Zeni]

 

[Hedoro Koutai]

Hedoro looked around, but didn't see much. The battle was over, though she could still feel the glee of her other self at the feeling as her punch had done such horrible damage to the one Namekian. And what made it worse, that glee was beginning to color her thoughts. As well, the memories of battle were beginning to make her hungry. Her other self whispered to her, telling her that it was only natural to feel hunger after a battle, that she had worked up an appetite. And that by those nameless uniforms hauling off the carcass, she had been denied her rightful meal. She didn't want to consider it, but the voice gave her no say in the matter. It kept driving her, urging her to pursue a new source to feed upon, to sate her hunger. She tried resisting it. At least there was nobody around, no one that might be caught up in the wake of her hunger and become her next potential target. That minor relief was short-lived, however. Only a moment after she thought of it, her other self wasted no time in pointing out the trio of Dragons, floating high up in the air. Dragons could be trouble though. Even her other self was reluctant to pick a fight with one of them. Especially when there was three of them standing together, as if they were a group. Like that would ever happen. She had heard about how chaotic the first group of Shadow Dragons had been. They had been at each others throats, literally. So how different could this generation be? Either way, they would not prove a suitable source for a meal for her. She continued to look around a little while longer, but it seemed there was little to gain her attention or distract her from her hunger. So she might as well move on, perhaps head back home to Satan City and see about doing a little more training.
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Anima remained silent as she listened to Attor's words. She had expected as much, when he stated that he wanted the first wish to be for himself. After all, while what drove Dragons wasn't necessarily 'greed', it was a very similar drive. Dragons strove for power, to be regarded as the strongest and most feared. Not through strength of arms or martial tactics, though they were expected to possess both, but simply through being Dragons. It was part of the myth, the legend that made them what they were. The same legend that would have meant they might have encountered knights in days of yore, seeking to slay them. Or to encounter hapless maidens, set before them as a meal, in the misguided belief by local villagers that such a meal would spare them from the Dragon's wrath. Yes, fear and power were inextricably linked in a dragon's bearing. Greed wasn't present as it was, but avariciousness? that was present. A higher form of greed, in a sense, it was more a sublimated desire than anything else. She had expected at least one of her kin to make the claim for right to make the first wish. That only one had was a small surprise. Nonetheless, one she could agree to. "Very well, I have no problem with that condition, Attor. If we are able to secure all seven, then you will be granted the right to make the first wish." Of course, Anima was of the inclination to not make a wish at all, that it would be better if no one did. But she knew better than to expect that anyone else would agree with her. So better the wishes go to a fellow Dragon than anyone else. And after all, there had been no mention of just when the wishes would be made. The longer they could hold onto them before making the wish, the longer it would be before they had to be found again. she was fine playing the waiting game, patience was a virtue. Her gaze returned to the Oceanus when she spoke of the structure for the group. That... was a good question. No Dragon's pride would accept being inferior to another. Perhaps that was what had started the first generation's war amongst themselves? But any organization needed direction, if not an actual leader. "Well, any decisions can be decided my majority vote. There are an odd number of us Neo-dragons, so there would not generally be any ties. We would need one of our number to handle the logistics, to make the plans. Keeping them flexible enough to account for all of our... individuality, of course. Not a true leader, but just one of us to set things in place, to help guide the group as a whole, for the better of our kind." At the mention of the remaining four of their number, Anima had to pause to think. She knew they were all somewhere, they had all been reincarnated, but as to where any of them might be, she couldn't say. That would have to be a priority over that of gathering the Dragon Balls. At least for now.
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