1.✧It amazed him how much different training was when done in sparring, though that wasn’t it. Rather, Pars had forgotten what a true sparring session felt like. It was so much different than sparring with some Earther that had no idea what they were getting into, or duking it out with an invader. To truly spar with someone who had the power to back it was exhilarating. The feeling of being able to finally spar with such a person was truly amazing. His rage back during his fight with the invader was understandable now. Pars did not wish to see someone that interested him so much, combat wise, die, he needed to see the cause of that pain be demolished.
2.Whether or not his previous combo successfully landed, Pars would not stop there, as one would expect. Grinning, he’d start to wind up his left fist, preparing to give Runi a series punch. With his full weight behind it, Pars felt excited for this to land, wanting to give Runi more gratitude. He wanted to see how he would counter this. Pars knew he had only seen the surface of what he was capable of. To stop so soon would be a grave injustice. Whatever Runi had cooking next, Pars wanted to get the full brunt of it.
3.His wish was granted it appeared. Before he could fully throw his wound up punch, he was pelted by a multitude of fireballs. He had no idea where they came from, but the heat from them was real. It was clear they weren’t illusions or some aesthetic for a ki attack, he could feel the burn from them. As they collided with his being, he quickly pulled his arms of his head, making sure that his face and head were properly protected. He couldn’t help keep grinning as his body was pelted by these blasts of flame, the burning feeling from them becoming clearer. Pars had slowly began to understand what kind of fighter Runi, and although they were vastly different, he had to respect his style of fighting. Though, Pars was too comfortable with his wild method of fighting to rely on utilizing intelligence, that didn’t mean he would not consider using it in the future however.
4. The damage Runi’s tactic had dealt was notable, Pars’ upper clothing having been blown and burned away. Furthermore he had a good number of burns and singes located at various parts of his body. If he hadn’t felt excited before, he certainly was now. The first person to be damaged in this sparring match via a proper technique was not Runi, but Pars himself. How could he not feel excited from that? He completely expected the first technique hit would go to him, he was confident in that outcome. Yet it was Runi he took the pleasure of that, and while the damage was minimal, it still excited him. Unfortunately for Runi, this meant Pars had to give him a gift.
5.Pulling his arms away from his head and face, Pars was still grinning, looking right at Runi in an almost hungry manner. “That felt good...Let me show ya somethin’ to pay you back.” Saying that proudly, Pars would bring his arms into an x-formation across his chest, both of his fists closed. A growl came out from him as he appeared to be gathering ki, a great deal of force being pulled to his being. This power had swelled up to the point it radiated off of him like a wave of heat. It could be felt by living creatures near him as animals began to flee, their instincts screaming at them to do so. The technique was about to unleash would be more charged than normal, considering that this was a sparring match. It was his AOE based technique that not only destroyed the environment around him, but any targets above him as well, it was the Nova Tower.
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The thrill of the battle was getting to him, it was so soon, but he was laying out strategies. He was doing attacks that would hit an opponent that would react and attack back with vigor. His eyes saw that the man was livid, in a positive way to fight. His hands shook. He hated it. He hated that he was loving this. The reason he learned martial arts was because he wanted to live so greatly. Though from his lifetime of mediocridy. The upsurdly weak opponents, to the drastically strong, there was no one he could test himself against without feeling bored of scared for his life. A spar rekindled what he loved, which was, martial arts. Runi cracked a legitament smile of joy. He'd let out a light chuckle while he prepared.
His hands would move back while he looked to the smoke and thought of what next. Would it be his ultimate techniques, used to stop overpowered opposing forces? The Mafuba. No, that wouldn't be fair, and how would that help them grow. Besides, he'd get a walloping when he got out of that. Maybe the thunder shock surprise. That was a secret technique that would be unexpected and hinder his movement. Though all he could do with that is stop him and slam him into the some rocks. That's not worth the energy alone, unless he was stronger. The man's mind pondered what was the next move to use, if he even needed to use one as he grinned at his own stratagem working on the man. His hands would move to his hip while swiping a finger down. "Keep up h-"
He'd see through the smoke that he would find the man to be fine for the most part physically. Runi's body shook while he his arms crossed and rubbed up and down his shoulders. The sensation of utter shock and fear would ravish him. The man took a full assault of his fireball combo. What sort of being was he? Was he human? Of course not, he had a monkey tail. Though this wasn't the oddest thing he had seen, it wasn't the greatest sign for his stratagems from him. His eyes looked in disdain of what was to come while his hands twitched from the feeble feeling that washed over him. The man's jaw quivered as he pushed his foot into the ground and let a brow tinge.
His eyes then focused on his body, he could feel the pressure of chi building in the man's body. His brow beat down with moisture as he felt his eyes even quaked. The man's lip poked out while he gripped his hand into fist as he tried his best not crack under the pressure. The sweat that drenched his head moved to his chest as he felt less bold than he wanted to exude. This must've been an ultimate attack. The fact that the man thought this was a good idea was the most perplexing notion he had thought of. He was so feeble. THIS WAS A SPAR! "CHOTOMATTE!!!!!!!!!!" He'd shout while he waved a hand and his body tensed.
The man's eyes glew silver as he focused for a moment as he grimaced. The staleness that washed over his dreading composure would be follow by his body leaping forward while the technique charged. The man who early struggled to keep up blasts on him would boldly glide towards the source of an attack that could destroy his being. His eyes sparked while the man would fly from the image of his body, disappear while he darted and moved at a graceful speed to the side of the man as he launched the attack at the speed image he left behind and his foot would swing around three times to build up momentum and through the nape of his neck as he descended slowly, letting the gaze break.
1.✧There was such a difference in fighting a martial artist, a true one to be exact and a simple brawler like himself. He enjoyed just how different it felt. Pars was never a technical fighter, he relied solely on his brute strength and instincts. He prefered to overwhelm his opponents in a slugfest over defeating them efficiently with technique. Yet this was so much more different. He was very aware of how fun it was to fight pure martial artists, but it had been so long since he had fought one worth his time that he almost forgot what it was like. Indeed, there may be some worth in learning martial arts, something he would likely inquire Runi about later.
2.His energy was still being gathered, so much so that particles and pebbles began to rise into the air from the rising energy. It was as though there was enough energy being gathered to momentarily defy gravity. Cracks were even starting to be made along the surface Pars stood on, lightning crackling around him at random intervals as well. The sheer amount of power he was gathering meant only one thing, everything in the immediate area was about to be decimated. He hoped that Runi would be able to survive this, that he was quick enough or had some sort of strong defense technique. While Pars could use a smaller scale version, he felt it was more respectful to give his sparring partner a good dose. “You’d better survive this...I won’t accept you ending up as a charred corpse.” He’d warn the human, grinning before shouting out “NOVA TOWER!!!”
3.With that mighty shout, all the energy he had gathered would be released into a massive column of pure and explosive energy. It had extended far into the sky, an orange yet also scarlet pillar of pure destruction obliterating everything in a 10 meter radius as the pillar extends as far as 60 meters into the air. If Runi was caught in this, not only would he be blasted by the energy, but the rising current would take him high up into the air while dealing constant damage as well. That is what happened to everything around him, stone and what used to be flora being pulled into the energy current as they slowly faded into nothingness. With him being at the epicenter, Pars could not tell what was currently going on around him thanks to the thick brightness of the Nova Tower. He wasn’t sure if Runi was caught in the blast, let alone if he was fine, he couldn’t make out what was caught in the blast after all. All he could hope was that he survived, or wasn’t too horribly injured. [-20 ki]
4. The Nova Tower had eventually dissipated, it’s energy dying out like a flame. The outcome of such an attack ended with, as one would expect, scorched earth. Everything within a 10 meter radius had been completely obliterated, turned into a soot black. Scorched veins in the earth had been made, sand had turned to glass, the surface beneath Pars’ feet was absolutely hot. However there was one thing Pars could not see, and it was Runi. He had expected at the very least a damaged Runi under some rubble, but there was no such sight. Pars heavily doubted his sparring partner was disintegrated either, he would have noticed his power disappearing.
5.So where was he? Pars could still feel his energy, but he could not see him. Just as he was about to blast the area to get him out of hiding, Runi appeared, or rather multiples of him. These had to be afterimages, but considering the fire he used earlier, there might be more to him than meets the eye. Pars had attempted to strike one, but was immediately met by an attack from Runi. His attack hit it’s mark, solidly, Pars could feel the damage taken from it and the strength and weight that was behind it. It made him grin, the more he got hit, the more excited he became. Not wanting the moment to be passed up, Pars threw an immediate right straight aimed towards Runi’s abdomen.
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His kick would leave the man's body with a light bit of damage. But only light. that was a big attack for him, especially for a counter. His eyes glaze with a sense of dread once more as he nervously chuckled and scrunched his nose. His hands would deftly move to the side as he let his eyebrow twitch in irritation. This was pointless if he couldn't do any real damage to the giant while his hands gripped into fists once more as his silverly eyes dulled to the usual grey as he let a few breaths leave his mouth. His mind was truly boggled at why he tried to entertain this man, and more over, why he opted to say he had an unlimited supply of stamina. Maybe he wanted to seem tough, but for who?
Through his thoughts, an attack comes back to reply to the kick. The man squealed a bit feeling the power coming full swing to him. His glare would become silvery as his arms drew upwards to defend against the attack. His mouth cringed into a frown while he felt the impact against his arms. His eyes wince and his body shakes as he feels it push through. His mouth grits as he tries to keep it down, but with it, the attack hits against his ribs. His organs shook. HOW?!?!? His body would tremble as blood squeezed between his gritted teeth. It trickled down his mouth as his eyes squinted, and he broke concentration from his technique. The man's body would go flying back after towards the ground as he flipped a bit.
His feet would slow in descend while he screamed a bit and made two Gale runes and pushed them back as he felt the pressure shoot his hair forth. His body skidding across the ground as he bounced a bit and his hands pushed up while he placed his feet on the ground, skidding back as his eyes stared back up. His body went back further than he thought while he gripped the earth below. The cuts on his hands from the impact would force his brain to start sending signals all around. His body would push forward after as he had momentum to be hit and crushed with the motion he was going.
As he stepped forward and fast as he wobbily move to a spot where he saw the man and stood strong. His mouth inhaled deeply as his hands, cut and bruised, built up an ample amount of ki. Runi's eyes would widen as his glasses from his nose and into his teeth as he gripped them for dear life. His hands would begin to sling and throw ki wildly. The muffled grunts calling to the storm of blast that flung randomly. His arms throwing as many as he could while he felt the weariness of the motion after a while as he stared to each on stopping around the target while he panted feeling his hands shake from the previous encounters and attacks with the man. His eyes blinked slowly after a bit and he would rise up.
". . .Trying was never my strong suit." He'd say as the glasses he had, dropped into his hands and his gaze from under them had a serious undertone. "I was a slacker all my life. I only learned this because it looked cool at the time. . .I didn't want to put time into it." He'd tell him while he moved his legs to the side and place the glasses he held in the nook of his pocket before pushing a hand to the side and over his shoulder and gripped it into a fist. "I never wanted to try. . .Since I seemed to be a fast learner, but you might just make me want to. You're a Scary opponent. . .And a helluva guy." He'd say while grinning while he let his muscles pulse in pain, preparing to unleash the technique that would determine the tide of the battle for the last time.
1.✧Pars truly did feel impressed by his hit, he didn’t see it coming after letting loose such an attack. As the fight progressed, the more proud and confident Pars felt in his sparring partner. This fight was truly amazing, once again he could feel a hot bloodedness surge through his being. He hoped this sparring match would last for as long as it could, and that there would be more to do after. “I didn’t think you’d be so good...Guess martial arts isn’t something to laugh at, huh?” He couldn’t help but complement Runi for how well he was doing. Pars was confident this fight would not last as long, nor be so even, in fact he felt he was taking more damage than Runi. He hoped to see Runi’s full power during this sparring match, if not now then sometime soon.
2.Indeed this was a fight he could truly enjoy, there was nothing quite like a fight as this. There were fights that were for survival, fights over an emotional spat, fights for revenge. But none of those were quite like a fight for the sheer enjoyment of it. While that might not be the case for Runi, it certainly was for Pars. His fight with Klay was more than a necessity than actual entertainment. While he was certainly strong, Pars did not enjoy fighting him, not because of how he fought or any differences in power, but simply because Pars hated the man. But not Runi, Pars enjoyed this fight all too much.
3.Watching Runi try to create some distance, the Saiyan chuckled a bit before flying into the air. For one thing, he needed to make sure Runi did not escape his line of sight, otherwise he may litter the battlefield with more of those fireballs. Secondly, he was preparing for an attack on his sparring partner. Without warning, he had flown down at Runi, right leg first, an attempted dive kick aimed right at his stomach. With the momentum of his flight and gravity backing him, Pars had flown downward at full speed, like a missile aiming to hit. He wasn’t sure if this would hit given the distance between the two, but he figured his speed would at least add to the chances. He was excited to see what Runi would do next.
4.Whatever the outcome of the flying dropkick would be, Pars would feel satisfaction from performing that attack, his blood feeling hot as a result. However it seemed Runi already had a plan of action, as expected. Though this time around, it was fairly odd. Pars had readied himself to once again deflect the coming ki blast barrage, but it had completely missed him. Each shot flew past him, not a single one made a mark. It was strange, Pars was sure his accuracy wasn’t that bad. He had hoped his Nova Tower or any of his previous blows, that hit, were starting to debilitate him.
5.He wouldn’t surprised by himself if he was annoyed by something like that, it would be disappointing, but he wouldn’t exactly blame Runi either. Afterall, it just meant his strikes rang true against Runi, which was the best thing he could ask for. If Runi was indeed able to feel his attacks throughout his body to the point it affected him in combat, Pars would feel that his gratitude went through to him. However soon enough, the Saiyan finally noticed his plan. The ki blasts he had fired were suspended in mid air, all around him. Knowing what was to come next, Pars grinned and put his arms up in defense, not bothering to attempt to dodge any of them or even counter attack. He wanted to feel this, as much as he could. [Emotions: Excited, Pumped Up] [Location: Rocky Area] [Company: Runi] [Transformation: N/A] [Zenkai Status: 0/8] [Action:] [Training Type: Sparring] [Training Status: 4/ 6 Posts] [OOC:] Ki: 607/1,050 | Stamina: 350/490 | BP: 425
killer-wolf-kun
Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2019 11:14 pm
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Looks up and sees his opponent excited. The exuding battle hype would rub off on him as he stood with his feet spread and his hands still ready. Though while he would notice the excitment in his aura, the man's eyes would widen as he would see the man's body launching. The recklessness was amateur,but also with the motion he showed his physical superiority. The speed at which he came was not only terrifying, but almost eminately going to destroy whatever body part it came in contact with. His body would become lighter as his eyes would glow silver, and his face would grow to have less emotions. Though as he did this, his body would slowly descend from the air while his arms were spread out. The impact had made a crater and his eyes faded to feel the shiver of fear in his heart seeing as though that might have been him.
His left hand would monotonically move while his eyes stared to him and he smirked. "I'm on the edge of my wit each move you do. You're everything someone could want in a sparring partner." He'd call to him while slowly coming down and putting a hand slowly behind his back as he descended at a greatly slowed rate and seeing the man's notice to the many different blasts that were trailing him as he hit his feet to a rock and pushed himself forward. "I believe this isn't even the extent of what you can do, and honestly, I would rather not see it." He'd tell him while pulling his hand out farther feeling the energy flow through the tether from his fingers to the ki blasts.
The energy was able to be sensed by the Saiyan from his distance as his eyes gleamed with a shiny golden ki from the reflection of his blasts. The ability that Runi displayed hadn't been tested in actual combat, though seeing that he was able to catch a obviously stronger opponent in it's grasp, made his mouth form into a grin. His body twitched before he could finally complete the process that he was focusing on."Combination! HM!" He'd call out bringing his arm inward to his chest as a great many ki blasts came down simultaneously. The man's body dropped quickly back to the ground while he grinned seeing the results.
The man's attack would collapse onto the man and his hand would form a powerful Rune that he didn't want to use so frivolously. The mist exuded from his palm as his eyes gleamed at the smoke, knowing this was only a set back while he let a small breath seep in and blow out. His body spun as he got into a baseball player's stance as he pitched the rune of Cyan towards the fellow he had been attacking and creating an ice trap for him to fall into. This would freeze him if it were to come into contact with it and his mouth formed a grin from the thought of it.
Bravo Runi, he had done it again. A genius had come up with a strategy that had been puzzling the people for ages. How do you beat a brute who is better than you in almost everyway. That's right folks. Almost everyway. Runi had the upper hands with intelligence as he paraded his idea of victory in this skirmish. His hand held against his side promptly as he looked to the dust. His eye winced a bit as he patted his glasses on the side. "Ah yes, I am the best! At being the worst. Sometimes." He'd slightly boast to himself. He felt victory that was well earned. This was new to him. Very new to him. He'd not feel this joy since he was able to convince a hotel he was a sleep tester for the night.
1.✧His dropkick had missed Runi, the opponent having burst away with a boost. Of course he would be able to avoid it, Pars expected no less. After all, he’s done so well up to this point, it really did surprise the Saiyan. Whether it was with technical ability or smart fighting, Runi was better than Pars, there was no doubt about that. He wanted to see more of what Runi was capable of, more of how he fought. Pars was far too interested in his combat ability and martial arts at this point to not have this feeling. Truthfully, he was glad Runi had survived.
2. Pars couldn’t help but chuckle at the complement. He found it interesting to be sure, after all it was about him holding back. “You should feel lucky, it’s not everyday I’m so patient to hold back like this, but you’re makin’ it worthwhile.” It was true that Pars was horrid at holding back in a fight because of his impatience and how hot blooded he could become during combat. But if it meant prolonging this fight for as long as possible, Pars would make an exception. After all, what kind of sparring match would it be if his partner dropped dead after only a few blows? It would have been a waste of time for the most part. But, Pars couldn’t feel a shred of that throughout this whole fight. Though, the idea of fighting at full strength and watch how Runi handled it was certainly tempting.
3.Before he knew it, Runi had unleashed his scattered ki attack. Blast after blast had shot against the Saiyan in a barrage. He could feel explosions erupting all around his being as he was practically hit from every corner. It was just like his previous assault with the fireballs, he had an idea on what Runi’s main strategy was. Rather than hit him with one strong blow after another, he was instead opting for quantity over quality. It was an attempt to overwhelm Pars with smaller attacks than with one large one. To be frank, Pars felt rather fond of the idea.
4.The barrage eventually ended, with the Saiyan not terribly damaged, but it was certainly a well done attempt. Another point of praise to the human from Pars. He could feel the match nearing its end however, or rather Pars was quickly losing the ability to hold back. The desire to give Runi a full powered hit was breaking loose more and more. Before he knew it, the Saiyan was ready to knock his sparring partner onto his a**. There was one thing he could give to Runi at this point, and he was ready to give it to him. But just as he was ready to do it, he found his body encased in ice.
5.It was terribly cold, he couldn’t move, and what he could see was through the icey lens of the ice itself. This proved it, it surely did. Runi had method of combat that was different from ki. Pars knew many different people back home that did just the same thing, it gave him an outlook on combat just as much as it did back then. There were more than one way to fight someone, even on the level of less than natural abilities. Unfortunately this let loose the chain on Pars, the Saiyan letting loose his energy in a concussive burst that blew the ice off of his being. He was still cold, but it didn’t matter because his soul felt hot. In a break neck level of speed, Pars flew towards Runi, all the while letting out a battle cry. With his right arm extended out to the side, he would attempt to strike Runi with a lariat.
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He'd see the man's body clear the dust while his thoughts were cut short. This was it wasn't. A man who had no limits. They say you only meet one in your lifetime. His eyes would gleam as the bull charged through the smoke of the colliding attack and his hands close to into a fist. His jaw hinged and his lips curved into a smirk seeing the man merely rush through his ice attack and break away the shards. His eyes would narrow and his stance would return. Fist up, hand down. His body let off a calming aura as his voice let out. "Truly, astounding." He wouldn't feel this way about any other encounter as he stood at the ready. His feet pivot while he begins.
There was merely a single second before everything could happen. His eyes would go silver once more, though they'd give a half gaze. His mouth would let out a visible and audible breath as everything around him went dark. His breathing slowed to the point of silence of his heart. His body was loose and limber. He showed no fear, anger, pain, or excitement. His body was completely submerged in the mental fog of battle. This made for the man's ultimate power to be revealed. His muscles griped and his body shook as he put a foot forward. The man's speed was matched for an instant by his own as he stepped through on this technique.
His palm would swiftly rise in this strike. His mouth would remain still, as he did not brace or move, he merely followed through with the momentum of combat. His eyes didn't even blink as he went in for a single strike that would cost him what he believed would be his final strike. Runi's blank stare and mind were rushed with the sensations all at once as his thumbs pressed against Par's Adam's apple. The swing of his arm. The impact made a loud sound as his silver was thrown from the optics he had. The man's mouth coughed up more blood as he opened his mouth and gagged on his own word's from before in the most literal sense. His feet lifted up as his eyes gleamed.
The life he had was flashing as his past as a martial artist flared. The young man, excited about life coming into a dojo to learn the art of Coyote. The failure. The time he went to learn the thousand palms. The failure. The time he tried to pick up Aikido. The loss. Then, when he finally settled his life as a butler. He was able to use the skills he learned so fluently. He was able to make use of all he had learned, and he was strong. Stronger than normal men and women. Though that's not saying much now. He had tricks, yes, he had style , yes, but he lacked the passion this man had, and with that. He believes that the fight was determined from the moment the first punch was throne.
After his pseudo philosophical after thoughts, the man would flip and skid across the ground in a comical array of motions until he inevidbly hit a wall. His body was battered from the experience, and his consciousness was 'loss'. Though what it meant was, that in order to conserve the little energy he had left. The last technique he used, was to put himself into a chi induced sleep. To conserve his power. Though in his mind, and in the grand scheme of things, he had lost. Dearly.
1.✧He had continued to fly towards Runi at full speed, still letting out a thrilled battle cry along the way. He could feel it, his arm was going to hit Runi and that would be the end of it. It was a sad thought, but Pars knew he’d be fine after an attack like this. Rather he hoped he would get back up right after for round two. Yet as he flew towards Runi, something felt different, that’s what his instincts told him at least. Something was about to happen, something Pars wouldn’t expect. Then he saw it, his eyes shot wide as a result, Runi had changed, he could feel a raise in power, and that whatever he did next would not be the same from his other attacks.
2.His lariat connected, his arm slamming into Runi’s neck at full force. Pars felt this was likely a downing blow, yet why did he still felt uneasy? Completely unexpecting what was to come, Pars felt the strike to his throat, a chop to be exact. He most certainly felt the damage from that, it had caught him off guard. So much so that his body seized up, the fact Runi had hit a vital area being a factor. He grasped his own neck firmly, not exactly choking, as a result. Whatever Runi had did in that instant, Pars had to give him even more praise. He could feel his body being shaken up by such a hit. It was so much stronger than all his previous attacks.
3. He’d watch as Runi was downed, likely from the lariat. Earlier, a strike had caused blood to surface from Runi’s mouth. If Pars had truly hit him that hard, then he could hardly blame Runi for going down, especially after the connected lariat. Though the round had ended fairly quickly, Pars had nothing but gratitude towards Runi. He was thankful for being able to experience such a worthwhile opponent in so long and actually enjoy the fight. He was thankful he had seen an effective technical and smart fighter with strategies that actually worked. He felt that he owed the human a debt, perhaps he enjoyed drinking and that was something Pars could do to repay him.
4. The surprising amount of damage Pars felt from that neck chop still rung out through his body. His legs subtly shook, almost buckling out from under him. If Pars was anyone else, he’d had let them fall under him and recover. But Pars was not like most people. He believed all victors had a responsibility to not fall from such an attack. He had to bare the struggle of standing and not allow the rest his legs momentarily required. That was one way he thought of to show Runi his gratitude.
5.Once they stopped shaking, he would willfully sit down, doing so next to Runi. He’d look at the human rather encouragingly, still feeling the excitement from the fight. “You did well, for fighting against someone that had to hold back.” It was the truth, were it not for Pars’ brute physical ability, Runi likely would have won this round. He wanted to fight Runi again, almost immediately. But he knew that he needed the rest, it was only fair. Besides, if he could not fight Pars at his best, then what was the point? Pars wouldn't've been able to feel the same exileration as before if Runi could barely keep standing, let alone throw a fist. “Let me know when you’re ready for round two.” He said in an encouraging voice, truly hoping it would come sooner rather than later.
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Runi's eyes open no more than a few minutes later as he sighs and sits up. The dry blood on his mouth being wiped slowly while he adjusted his posture and looked over at the young man who had beaten him to a pulp. Runi wiped his mouth as he gave a light chuckle and pulled out his glasses, which were horribly smudged. If he had a shirt, he would clean them, though the training and beatings took care of that for him as he began to stumble and exhale on his feet. The man's eyes stared almost eagerly towards Pars before he turned his back towards him. "You're really strong." He'd merit while walking to a rock in the wasteland and placing his hand on it. "Though you don't have any clear form of combat." He'd say as he place a hand on the rock. His fingers would feel the surface of it and pull back as his stiffened hand rested on it. He'd then use the spacing to let his fist roll and punched a hole clean through it. His mouth formed a smile as he felt inside of him a strength he never had in his life. "You ever think of doing actual martial arts?" He'd tell the young man as he shook the pain of his hand crushing a mass of rock, and after walking to take up stance. His ki would ripple around him as he took deep breaths in, and deep breaths out. "I could show you the basics. . .Before ya know, I got out there and die." He'd tell him with a small smile on his lips.
✧Pars had remained sitting, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked down at Runi, waiting for him to pop back up like some child waiting for their parents to wake up on Christmas morning. He felt a bit proud for the beating he gave him during such a fight, when it was just a sparring match. “Gotta say, beatin’ into you is pretty fun.” He said so in a proud and enthusiastic voice, almost delinquent like in roughness, his tail having waved a bit while in a held up position. He’d eventually stand with Runi, hands moving to his own hips as he smirked at the complement. “You ain’t bad yourself, surprised me a whole lot.” It was the truth, Pars was impressed by how well he did. “Always felt right fighting by my instincts than some routine or studied movements.” It felt more natural to him that dedicating himself to learning an entire style. To him, fighting without a form was his style, and to him it was the best fighting style one could use, just raw combat ability and instincts being put on full display. He’d watch Runi do damage do the rock, effortlessly, letting out an impressed huff. It seemed as though he also had quickly felt a rise in power from the training, if he was able to make this much progress so quickly, then Pars would have to drag Runi into one of his Training Marathons as a partner. Hearing his question, the Saiyan cupped his chin pensively, thinking back to his days on the ship before shaking his head “Just how to properly attack...And ki and s**t, but that’s all.” There were attempts to teach Pars martial arts back on Geridza’s ship, but he never showed enough interest in actually doing it, especially too stylized ones. He really did prefer just outright brawling over anything else. But, thinking back on it, Runi and quite a few people have taught him otherwise. Smirking, he’d cross his arms confidently “Never had the need for them...But, if you’re offerin’, might as well learn some.” He wasn’t about to pass an offer like that up, especially after how much he enjoyed their spar. The Saiyan’s eyebrows furrowed in annoyance at Runi’s words however “Shut your trap about that s**t, you’re going to be fine, I’ll throw you all the way back at that sky platform before anything bad happens anyway.” He didn’t need a sparring partner who thought they were going to die, besides, Pars had sheer confidence he would live through this.
R ứ n i ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..Sleeping a bit longer..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
His mouth let out a sigh while he looked over to the young man, it seemed there was one thing on these monkey tailed people that seemed to drive them. Cockiness or Pride. Which wasn't all bad. Though as he saw the young man follow him round as he tested the new found abilities he had, the man would sigh and jump back with a great distance and put hands to his sides. His mouth would inhale and exhale slowly as ki swirled around him and his mouth's frown turned stale while retorting. "Alright. Teaching you the techniques to become a martial artist takes time, but I will help you the first concept that I follow faithfully." He'd tell him while his mouth let out a stiff breath and his hands motioned up and down.
The man's eyes would look tired as usual while he let a small hum exit his mouth. If he remembered right he was going to have to use a certain phrase to induce the attacks pure nature. His hands would grip into fists while he let out another breath and looked to Par's once more. He had to target him for the best and worst of the results. This was going to be a simple task to do on a more, unsuspecting target as his eyes would fall to a half gaze. The white haired earthlings hands would open once more as he tried to preform the motions slowly once more.
A hand rose up to the side and dropped as it pulled back and slowly jabbed towards the front of the young man as he made his hands the man focus as he smiled."Little cloud, by the moon~" He'd hum while he veered back and forth slowly like a pendelum as he let his voice carry lightly and his gleam fades. His mouth formed a smile while he continued. "Let the stars rise and really soon." He'd let the tune continue as his hands would seem to fade to the dark as only Runi's eyes would be visible to his target. His smile forming as his pearly whites shined in the dark.
"Your eyes will close in the warmth of your room."His voice settled while he let the techniques hold take effect. The man's ability to send people into a slumber by mere hand gestures and his voice. Concentrating all of his chi into something of hypnosis instead of an attack. His manipulation would continue until he would put the man to sleep and then stand up straight while his mouth let out a sigh and he would clear his throat. His body turning as he took his glasses from his pocket and began to clean them with his pocket layering as he cleaned them better than before before putting them on. "Learn to rest when you're tired." He'd tell him while leaning on a rock and closing his eyes. Awaiting for the man to awaken from the technique's grasp.
✧The Saiyan watched the human get up and move away from him, feeling rather curious about what he was up to. At this point, he really was interested in martial arts, or at least learning basics. If he was about to apply what he learned from Runi in his fights, then they could become all the more interesting. Pars was pretty confident on his battle smarts, mostly, however the use of strategy would be a concept he would have to figure out, hopefully Runi’s teachings would make that easier. Speaking of, it seemed Pars would be given his first lesson. He almost nodded enthusiastically as he waited to hear whatever lesson he had. But instead, Pars heard a weird phrase from Runi and what followed was some gestures. He wasn’t sure what he was doing, but before he knew it, his body felt heavy. Not in the sense of weight or gravity, but rather tiredness. It quickly became clear what Runi was doing, but it was too late to fight it. His eyelids were starting to feel heavy as well, and his conscious slowly became foggy. With a tired yet annoyed expression he toppled over onto his back and fell asleep. It was as though he was asleep for days, not only was Runi’s attack effective, but Pars’ body truly did need the rest. [+30 Stamina & Ki]
|♢| Universe 7 |♢| Android |♢|BP: 310|♢| Ki: 190/220 |♢| STA: ∞ |♢| |♢| Current Theme - -|♢| ✚ Falling off the Lookout, Sev braced for impact as she plummeted to the earth. Expecting to be in pain, she was surprised to find herself relatively fine. It stung quite a bit, but she would manage. But never mind that, Runi was potentially in danger! Pulling herself out of the small crater she made, Sev would rise to her feet. Flying seemed to be out of the question...so now seemed as good a time as any to practice her footwork!
1. The first steps were hard as expected. Getting one foot before the other was a struggle. She heard herself grunting, trying to raise her right leg. Teeth grit, she was trying her darnest to get a move on. But this surprised her- given the strength in her legs, walking with these weights should've been easy. Was her strength lacking this much as well? She shook her head and shuffled on. It was just putting one foot in front of the other.
2. Eventually, Sev would give up on that and resort to dragging her legs. She could move much further, but it didn't feel that much faster. Glancing at the weights on her ankles, she tried analyzing them as she moved. However, everything about them was a mystery. They should not have weighed more than a couple pounds and yet... Whatever mystery surrounded these slabs, she felt every bit of it's weight. Sliding another foot forward, she would trip and fall!
3. Face planting on the ground, an audible groan would escape the android. It was frustrating how restrained she was here. What kind of training existed that was suppose to make her feel more useless than usual? For a moment she laid, looking at the path ahead. And then...she started crawling. Giving up here and now, like this? She couldn't accept that!
4. Sev would find her strength to stand once more and with it, she resumed her steps forward. Step by step, she grumbled but dealt with the frustration. For if she stopped here, if Runi was in danger, she would be letting him down. She had to endure for his sake! Steps became faster when she thought about saving her one and only friend from a big brute. Though that brute did save her and Runi's lives.
5. Steps had now finally evolved into a walk as she made her way through the forest. If she glanced back, she could see the Lookout clear as day still. Walking along was slow, but surely getting easier the more she moved. It didn't seem the guys stopped here as she would see them by now. Her eyes shifted through her various eye sights which picked up nothing. Even more likely was to hear them training. So Sev ventured to the end of the woods to find her way out and onward.
6. At the end of the forest, there was a large open field. How then was she supposed to find them now? She hopped in place as she elevated her speed to that of a jog. Glancing around, it seemed there was someplace out on the horizon. It was possible they went quite the distance to avoid unnecessary destruction. So she would jog in that direction first, keeping her eyes out for them. And then she got something.
7. As some large explosion took place in the distance, Sev gasped in shock! Runi really was in danger! Feeling her strength, the girl took off running toward the area of explosion. It was a good thing she didn't get tired, allowing her to run all the way there without pause. The longer she ran, the faster she got to the site. Though at this point, she'd completely forgotten about the weights. Once she arrived, she would come to a startling and sudden stop.
Looking around, it seemed that big guy was down and fast asleep. Was he alright? As her gaze shifted to Runi, she gasped in shock at his injuries. "R-Runi? Are you...okay? What happened?!" she asked, though she was pretty certain she knew the answer. Though it didn't seem the guy went berserk again, so she was thankful for that.
｡｡｡[ENERGY SKILLS] ✧ Voltaic Blitz - A variation of the Power Blitz, Android #7 draws her hand back and charges a swirling red energy sphere with electric ki. She then brings her hand forward and fires the sphere in the form of an energy wave at the opponent, inflicting a great amount of damage.
｡｡｡[MARITAL (PHYSICAL) SKILLS] ✧ Hydraulic Press - With a rising knee kick, Android #7 launches herself into the air. Should this attack connect, the opponent will also be launched into the air; however it is not necessary for the technique. Taking aim, she launches a powerful dive kick at her opponent. When it connects, Android #7 activates the hydraulic pressure device in her leg, creating a second impact. Other races can replicate this technique by releasing a surge of ki in the kick.
✧ Autonomic Assault - Android #7 stands on one leg and side kicks "at the speed of lightning", with her other leg extended out. The kicks come out with incredible speed and power, and can land several hits, doing substantial damage if not blocked. This technique can also be used mid air; each kick that lands propelling and keeping her afloat.
｡｡｡[SPEED & MOVEMENT SKILLS] ✧ Flight - The user manipulates their ki energy so that they can levitate or fly. How this technique is described, one would assume that the flyer is putting their ki underneath them, forcing it down similar to an engine or helicopter pushing air down to rise from the ground.
✧ Afterimage Technique - An ability to move so swiftly that an image of the user is left behind. The image itself cannot perform physical tasks, as it fades through everything. Most often, it is used to dodge an incoming attack and get behind the opponent to perform a counterattack. Its usage is not limited to just counterattacks, though, as it can also be used to confuse enemies: the image is used to distract the enemy, forcing them to think it is the actual fighter and giving the user a chance to perform the actual attack.
｡｡｡[ULTIMATE SKILLS] ✧ Bionic Frenzy - Sev will crouch down before delivering a sliding side kick and then standing on one leg, delivers side kicks "at the speed of lightning". The kicks come out with incredible speed and power, and can land several hits, doing substantial damage if not blocked. She proceeds to deliver a barrage of vertical spinning kicks while rising into the air. At the peak of this barrage, an upside-down double-legged kick upwards will then be followed by an axe kick that knocks the opponent down. Teleporting to land before her opponent, she then follows with a spinning back kick to the exposed back of the falling fighter, finishing by kicking them aside.
✧ Termination Storm - Android #7 creates two large electric energy spheres in each hand, strokes of lightning lashing out sporadically. If the opponent is too close to her when she is charging up the energy spheres, they will be damaged by the aura of energy that surrounds her. She can launch these orbs individual or combine them into a massive lightning bomb. Even after this attack this ends, her body will still be temporarily covered in sparks.
R ứ n i ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ❝..Sleeping a bit longer..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
His hand would rest upon his hip while his eyes looked to the floor where the big guy laid. His mouth let out a sigh while he propped himself against a rock. His eyes closed a moment as he let out a sigh. He hadn't had a good sleep in a while. Years it seemed. His hand gripped tightly into a fist feeling the impending weighing heavily on his mind. Though he had made the young man who laid before him fall asleep. His mouth was in a distraught disarray. He could never understand. Those who fought for the mere enjoyment of it. Or maybe more so, those who destroyed for that reason. His furrowing brow. He'd begin to sully over the fact that he was going to have to fight someone with that mindset in a mortal combat. His eyes open finally as he heard a familiar voice. His eyes fixed on the burnette that dropped before him. He'd then move his arms from over his bare chest while slowly rising up, barely getting a wink as he retorted. "I'm fine Amber." He'd say while dusting himself off and walking towards. "I half expected you to drop on my lap again like the first time." He'd joke while looking to the target of his sleepy time technique. "He's strong, but he lacks certain. . .Qualities, ya know. Like Form. But it's easily remedied."
