Queen Akassa Hattori
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Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Jul 22, 2014 20:33:59 GMT -5
The Princess’ plan worked perfectly, the younger Hattori caught completely off guard by her kinetic blast. An invisible wave of force lifts his armored form right off the floor, tossing him backwards across the expansive gravity chamber. Having bet on the success of her attack Akassa’s gamble pays off as she descends towards him, her second attack only successful if her first had hit. The look of shock that he wore on his face and the fact he had only managed to get out one word told her everything, he had no idea about the psychokinetic abilities that she now possessed. Her grin restarting to return as they shifted back into combat the Princess kicks out with her both feet as she draws near. Booted soles slam hard into Leke’s chest, only making contact for an instant before the force transferred into his torso and he shot towards the ground like a bullet.
At her restrained power level the floor of her chamber held up against the force, something it probably wouldn’t have done should she had struck him at her full strength. Before she had paused when he began to spoke, allowing her brother to get out whatever it was that had been on his mind, but she did not plan to allow him that liberty this time. Diving down towards him, Akassa was more than ready to deliver her next attack. Inches before slamming down into his prone form though she was met with a burst of energy, her brother’s signature spiking for a moment as a sphere of Ki expands from his body. Caught completely off guard, much like him moments before, the Princess was thrown backwards. Flipping through the air once, she lands roughly on the ground with a grunt, not able to right herself before impact with her bukujutsu. It seemed she wasn’t the only one that had been obtaining new techniques.
Kicking up to her feet, the gravity no problem for her, she heard him already talking again as he rose. She knew nothing?! Akassa had years more experience than he in the field and he was brash enough to claim she did not know? Several times in her past the half-saiyan had stayed her hand against a weaker foe only to find her against him in the future. Letting a potential enemy live only served to allow them time to grow stronger, look at what had happened with the Church. The organization had attempted to wipe out the Saiyan’s in one assault, but they had fail. Now the wrath of the Saiyan army was soon to descend upon them. It was a perfect example of why they all needed to die. Normally she did not condone death on such a wide scale, but she had not thrown the first punch in this fight. Not to mention the personal vendetta she had against them for what Aer Nin had done to her.
”I don’t know?!” Akassa’s voice quickly peaking as she roars back at him. ”Look what they did to me; look what they did to our home! Only a few of them attacked, but they attacked without regard for what Saiyan it was that they targeted. Is the man that sells a gun not as guilty as the criminal he knows will use it? Those that worship Aon or support the Church are enemies just the same! What would you have me do Leke, go door to door asking what side they are all on?! You need to focus on the grander scheme of things brother, stop being so naïve!” All the while Akassa stomped closer to him, focused more on the argument than the fight. She had never really spoken to him in such a way before. She could not hide the hatred she held for the Church and its followers. The anger in her voice was not all a reaction to his words, but also at the constant reminder that hung from her left shoulder. The reminder of how the Church had humiliated her in front of all of New Vegeta.
Closer to him now, hands clenched into fists at her side, the Princess was not able to react fast enough as he lunges for her. Air is forced passed her lips as he tackles her to the floor, Leke’s shoulder driving into her stomach as he does. Rolling with him once the younger Hattori manages to position himself atop of her before starting to rain down blows. The furry behind his attacks was much closer to her normal style, brutal punches and occasional knees driving down at her. At a disadvantage Akassa did well to block some of them, but not all. A sharp knee drove into her left side before a hard right hook catches her across the face. Tasting blood from that one, her adrenaline spikes again, feet planting to the floor as her body arches up to toss him off over her head.
With him now off of her she rolls over onto her stomach, reaching in an attempt to grasp his left ankle. Quickly rising to her feet she pulls and turns, heaving with all her might to toss him back in the direction he had just come from. Not really aiming anywhere beyond that there was probably enough power behind the throw to send him clear across the chamber and into the far wall should he not resist or counter it. Pending his immediate departure from such a close proximity to her, Akassa throws several blasts after him, looking to rack up a bit more damage on the younger fighter. Should she at least throw him the Princess would then drag the back of her sleeve over her mouth, wiping the blood from her lips.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Jul 29, 2014 13:02:23 GMT -5
Leke's rage bursting out of him helped him surprise Akassa with his reckless tackle, bringing her off her feet and slamming her into the ground. He slammed anything he could get on her, including a sharp knee into her body and then rocking a right hook into her face. Her head tilted to the side, and even if Leke's furious state, he could see that he had done some damage - blood dripped from her lips. A fire showed in Akassa's eyes as she snapped her head back, boring into his eyes with her furious gaze.
The prince gave a short, exasperated breath as his half-sister arched her back and launched Leke over her head, leaving him in reach and winded from the sudden slamming on the tile. Akassa seized her opportunity and grasped his ankle with both arms and quickly rose, the gravity having no effect on her, and tossed him in the opposite direction by spinning about and sending him off. Leke could do little to stop her, trying to catch his breath, and found himself fast approaching the far wall. He clenched his teeth and flipped his body around so that he could hit the wall feet-first, slamming into the wall with his boots and crouching to balance out the pain through his entire body and not just his legs, and then rebounded off at full-speed.
Though he was slowed down first by his heavy weights and now by the gravity, Leke still had impressive speed for being a bit weaker than Akassa's powered-down form. Now faced with energy blasts rapidly approaching him, the half-brother of Akassa roared and crossed his arms in front of his head and absorbed the blasts, taking the pain of the few that hit him and using it to further fuel himself. He was not like himself now; he was almost emulating his half-sister and bringing her own style of fighting to herself. Gone was his plan of trying to take away her strengths and play to his own - gone was any plan, in fact.
"You've got it wrong, Akassa!" he yelled as he steered himself towards her as fast as his weighed-down body would let him. "They may not even be following the church! You're just as bad as them if you're going to stoop to their level, or even go beneath them." In both hands he charged ki, and as he approached, he thrust his arms forward, launching a barrage of ki blasts at her to cover his charge. If she sought to withstand the attacks and then deal with him, he would follow through the dust cloud with a right punch, just as she had tried to begin their fight with. If she was to avoid the blast, he would quickly follow her with the ki, trying to aim ahead of her in her path of escape. One good hit would be enough to allow him the chance to close the distance and engage in more hand-to-hand combat, which Leke was now closer than ever to Akassa in ability, owing to her lowered-power and his heightened rage.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Jul 30, 2014 21:38:15 GMT -5
Spinning on her heal the Princess threw him with ease, whipping him towards the far wall of the gravity chamber. Not in the best of moods she unleashes a short barrage of blasts in his wake, looking to pummel him further when he struck the side of the chamber. To his credit the younger Hattori reacted faster than she had expected, rotating in the air so that his booted feet were the first to meet the tiles along the wall. Like a snake preparing to strike his body compressed as he absorbed the force from her throw with his legs, the muscles straining to counter it. A moment later, her throw all but negated the Prince launches himself from his crouched position along the wall. Equal to her in strength at the moment he came rocketing back towards her, or to be more precise towards the energy blasts she had sent in his direction.
Had she not been previously aggravated by his continue questioning of the decision to eradicate the Universal Church of One, Akassa would have been proud at how Leke handled the attacks. In true Hattori fashion, much similar to herself, he crossed his arms before him and charged right through the blasts. Each of the small spheres detonated as he forced his way through them. Through the chain of explosions burst Leke, Ki gathering in his hands as he raised his voice at her once more.
"You've got it wrong, Akassa They may not even be following the church! You're just as bad as them if you're going to stoop to their level, or even go beneath them." With Ki gathering in his hands, she had already started to jump back, anticipating that he was going to throw them at her to lead his assault. As she executed the reverse maneuver though his words hit her harder than any blast could have. Just out of range of his attacks as they struck the ground before her they provided the cover he had wanted. Strangely enough though, as Leke burst through the dust they threw into the air, he might be surprised to see a look of shock still on Akassa’s face.
Having just been compared to the individuals she hated more than any others, she was dumbstruck, stunned for a moment at the accusation. Was he right? To react in such a drastic way…did that make her just like the Universal Church of One, attacking out of hatred? The two seconds it took for her to attempt to process the unexpected question was more than her brother needed. Distracted, the Princess does not even lift her arms to attempt a block as one of his fists catches her square across the face for a second time in their fight. With Leke’s momentum only adding to the strength of the punch Akassa is taken off of her feet again, launching backwards some distance before she slams down hard onto her back, weighted body hitting the floor with a loud thud before sliding several more yards.
”Uhhhggg…”Groaning she remains on her back for a moment as she continues to contemplate his words. No…she wasn’t like them. They had attacked her! Look what they had done to her arm; they had disgraced her in front of all of New Vegeta. Leke was wrong…she was doing what needed to be done…how dare he compare her to the scum that had attacked their mutual home. Growling some as her temper resurfaces, Akassa rises back to her feet. He was wrong, she was not like them.
Now on her feet Akassa lets out a scream as she unleashes her full power, no longer suppressing it as it rises to its full potential. Even with the dampening effects of her training weights it was far more than her younger brother could handle. With no warning beyond the scream and her silver aura bursting to life she rushes him. Closing the distance between them in the blink of an eye her right arm comes forward, grabbing the male around the neck. Still moving forward she drives him backwards, back towards the wall he had just launched himself off of. Slamming him up against it her hand starts to tighten around his neck as she holds him up so that his feet can no longer touch the floor.
”How dare you! I have given EVERYTHING for this family and you compare me to them because I seek to properly protect our people!” Akassa screaming at him, the Princess angrier than Leke had ever seen, even more so than in the war council. ”Apologize!” If he had not seen it during her outburst that was directed at Natisha, he might see it now. Akassa was an angry woman, his sister having repressed her urges to lash out for years. The recent attack and her dismemberment had pushed her farther than ever before, the humiliation she had suffered at the hands of Aer Nin weighing heavily on her. Even as she looked to defend herself against his claim and demand his apology, she chokes him against the wall. Blinded by the anger that she struggled so hard to control she did not truly realize how much her actions resembled that of Aer Nin, the elf having held Akassa up in similar fashion.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Jul 30, 2014 23:53:18 GMT -5
The prince was not surprised at all when Akassa jumped back just as he let go of the ki blasts, them launching and exploding just in front of her. However, when his soaring body cut through the resulting smoke, he was surprised beyond belief that she was just standing with a dumbfounded look on her face. It was completely unlike her to have a lapse of concentration in a moment such as this. Never one to miss such an opportunity, however, Leke continued with his plan, his momentum carrying through with all of his possible might in his weighed-down body and slammed a good punch straight across his half-sister's face. The force behind his attack was so great that she flew backwards from the impact before being discarded face-up on the ground.
Leke was absolutely stunned. What could Akassa have possibly been thinking about? Was he finally getting an idea through her thick skull? She was wrong to condemn an entire planet that she didn't know much about. He had gone a little far in trying to compare the two - though there would be quite a few similarities in philosophy if she did go through with that plan - but it was a heated moment. It had to be said.
The teenager, standing now where Akassa had been before he had successfully got a good hit on her, stood tentatively. She made no moves beyond a slow grunt and a slight stirring, still apparently recovering from the blow. Leke was faring much better in this conflict than in their last "spar", though this battle could hardly be called a training exercise now. Even though Akassa had lowered her power to be more equal with Leke, she was still fighting so viciously, it could have been considered a real fight.
Oh, how quickly the prince would learn that it had already become one without him knowing. In a flash, Akassa roared and spiked her power level to its maximum, now far outclassing Leke. He only had time to open his eyes wide in surprise and awe before she had stood up and closed the distance between them, slamming her human hand into his throat and carrying him in a short but ridiculously fast flight across the room before mashing him against the wall, knocking the wind out of the already-being-choked prince. It all happened so fast that he could barely even register what was happening. He now only saw his sister looking up at him, her human arm extending out and clutching his throat tight with monstrous strength, though not enough to snap his neck. A fire burned in her eyes and her entire demeanor, given what she was doing to her younger brother. Somehow, Leke had made her snap, and she was furious beyond what he had ever seen her at before.
Already, his vision was beginning to fade as his body ached, not only in pain, but for air as well. He gave half-hearted attempts to get her hand off of him, but to no avail. She looked at him dead in the eyes and with a cold expression, told him that she wanted to properly protect her people and that she had given everything. It seemed as though not only was she hanging onto the fact that she had lost her arm, but something else nagged at her as well. He knew how mad she was about her arm; there had to be something else. She then ordered him to apologize, even while he was unable to speak. Only exasperated gasps for air came from his lips, but his eyes would tell her all she needed to know, a fearful but defiant look on his face.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Aug 4, 2014 21:53:04 GMT -5
With fingers clutching the throat of her younger brother the Princess glares at him. The fury in her eyes ran deeper than he could understand. Although she chalked it up to the recent events in her life the angry streak that lived within her was something that had slowly become part of who the woman was. Always a passionate fighter, ever since she was a girl, that passion had been tested and push for her entire life. Natisha’s constant disrespect and belittlement of any accomplishments had weighed heavier on the Princess then even she realized. For most of her life she had kept everything inside, but that was no longer possible. Older now and prouder than ever Akassa simply could not turn her back on the insults, it was why she had snapped at the Queen during the war council. Growing stronger had only made her temper more dangerous, something Leke was witnessing this very moment.
Squeezing tighter she could feel the younger Hattori’s neck crushing inwards. Luckily for Leke he was stronger than most on New Vegeta or his windpipe would have already been crushed. Eyes boring into Leke’s, she holds him up, his weakening strikes doing nothing to break her iron like grip. Arm fully extended as she held him against the wall of the chamber the Princess knew she had the power to snap his neck like a twig, but that wasn’t what she wanted. The tone he had used before was disrespectful and although he technically ranked higher than her she was done letting such things slide. Natisha herself was not going to so openly sling her insults around without words firing back from the Princess. She had always thought Leke had respected her, but now that he didn’t agree with the order of the King like her, he was comparing her to the Universal Church of One!
He was foolish to say such things; did he not know how dedicated she was to New Vegeta? She did not want to take the lives of innocent people, she would take no joy from it, but if that was what needed to be done she was going to see it through. There was nothing she would not do if it was for the betterment of New Vegeta and the Hattori name. Part of her wanted to excuse him because she knew he was young, he had not seen what she had seen. Yet, she just couldn’t let him go; even as his face began to grow red she continued to choke him against the wall. He would apologize or she was going to choke the life out of him. Ninjin understood what it was that had to be done; he had been the first to agree with it. Her younger brother was just too inexperienced. Brother…the word snapping the woman out of her rage. What was she doing? As if realizing for the first time how she was acting, the Princess’ eyes widen as she suddenly releases him.
Letting his throat go she staggers back several steps, hand retracting to cover her mouth as she lets out a small gasp. This was supposed to be a simple sparring session and because of words she had been choking him with vicious intent. Leke was her younger brother, not some foe on the battlefield that had threatened her family or home. What was wrong with her? Looking down at him as he no doubt struggle to catch his breath after the prolonged choke she starts to shake her head before dropping down to a knee in front of him.
”Leke…I am so sorry, are you alright?” In stranger fashion than her outburst the Princess reaches her right hand forward not to choke him, but to cup his chin. Angling his head upwards she looks him in the eyes again albeit with concern, not anger. The raging warrior that had moments before been strangling him was replaced with a worried sister. No matter how angry she became Akassa didn’t believe there was anything that excused a violent action against her family. The moment the fight against Ninjin had ended during the Galactic Tournament she had regretted her actions. Of course she had no idea at the moment about the horrible truth that would be revealed to her in the near future.
As she knelt before him, checking to see if he was uninjured, Leke might realize how emotionally stressed his sister was. The extreme shift in her emotions quite drastic even for someone of Saiyan blood.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Aug 15, 2014 23:40:15 GMT -5
Leke would slowly begin to black out, fearing what his sister might do in this crazed state. The lack of oxygen was getting to his body, though, and soon he would be unconscious if he did not think of something fast. He was getting increasingly weaker, and his attempts to get her hand off of him were getting more and more futile by the second. It seemed like an eternity before Akassa suddenly released him, allowing him to drop down to a seated position, coughing and wheezing. Finally allowed air to breathe, Leke sucked in all that he could, trying to get his body functioning again. The gravity wasn't helping whatsoever in the process.
The pain on his neck was an afterthought to what happened next. In an odd display of concern and compassion, Akassa knelt down and reached out towards him. Leke flinched, wondering what she was doing, but she lightly grasped his chin and pulled it up, trying to get a better look at him. It had to be the oddest thing that she had ever done - her concern for his safety was usually much more veiled. Even when he was much younger, Ninjin and Akassa had never really outright showed this kind of concern for him. Usually it was examining his unconscious body, a little worried that he had been beaten but proud he had lasted as long as he did. He had always held up to their physicality well; being of royal blood had its perks. Regardless, even now it was still unusual. Leke, still gasping for air and coughing a bit but less so than before, only looked into her eyes.
When he had regained most of his breath, the prince would address his sister's question with another. "What is up with you?" Not intending for it to mean what was wrong with her, but what was wrong that had happened to her. Certainly she could take it to mean either way, depending on her mood. Leke wanted to know what was wrong so he could help. She was dangerous if she had this kind of rage built up inside of her. He knew that being the "mutt" of the family, as his mother disgustingly put it, had its issues but she had always taken it well. Now, though, something bothered her so much to the point where she would put her own half-brother in a chokehold during a sparring session.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Aug 17, 2014 23:31:39 GMT -5
Waiting patiently the look of concern remained on her face, the way he was struggling to catch his breath making her feel all the worse. For a moment she had lost control of herself, never had she meant to hurt him in such a way. With her full power the Princess was able to easily overwhelm her younger brother, kill him if she so chose, so she needed to restrain herself. The comment comparing her to the Universal Church of One had pushed her over the edge for a moment, the comparison something she just couldn’t handle. Gently holding his chin some she starts to let a small smile form on her lips as he seemed to be catching his breath. It seemed she had not done any serious damage to him, the color slowly beginning to return to his face as he sucks in a couple more breaths of air. His question catches her off guard.
”I…” The question was not so easy to answer. For the most part the Princess had been condition to keep her emotions in check, to not share how she was feeling unless her opinion was asked. Even then her feelings had never been of real concern for anyone beyond herself, even her father expecting his warrior daughter to play the good soldier, controlled and emotionless. Leke and she had spent little time together in recent years so his concern surprised her. Taking a moment to gather herself, Akassa head turns some as it glances down to the metallic arm that hung from her left shoulder. Would he understand how she felt? Seeming uneasy about the topic she turns back to him with a smile once again on her face.
”I am fine Leke, I just over reacted to the comparison. You do not truly believe I am like those creatures do you?” She asks in reference to the Universal Church of One. All though she attempted to keep her tone neutral it there was a hint in her voice at the disdain she held for the Church. The glance at her arm might also give away that it was an issue for her, Leke no doubt well aware of how humiliating her defeat had been at the hands of Aer Nin. The younger Hattori had been involved in his own fight, but even he against a foe quite stronger than him had fared better. Akassa had been in an even fight with the elf and had performed poorly, poorly enough to have her own arm burnt from her body. His older sister prized her well conditioned form, years spent in getting her to where she was now so such a loss was not something she was taking lightly.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Aug 17, 2014 23:44:21 GMT -5
Leke would continue taking labored breaths, each growing decreasingly painful as he recovered from the chokehold. Akassa had amazing strength; Leke could only hope to grow to a larger fraction of it anytime soon. Still, he did not envy her. It was true, she had lost her arm, but Leke didn't see why it bothered her so much. It was a thing of pride with her, he supposed.
"Sister..." he began, noticing her glance down at her metal arm. She really seemed uncomfortable talking to him about her feelings - she had never done so in the past. As far as they got was casual conversation and an "Are you alright?" when Akassa was done beating up on him in training sessions. "I hate the Church as well. I could never forgive them for what they did. They're horrible souls. But they'll get what's coming to them. I just don't think they deserve for us to be just as horrible back to them, especially when we have really no idea what we're dealing with." He had avoided the comment about the comparison for a few moments, before he got back to near full breathing ability. The throbbing pain on his neck was ceasing fast.
"You're not even close to them. We would all be just as bad as them, though, if we committed that kind of mass murder that was suggested. Destroying an entire planet's population without even a "Why?" or a chance for those who didn't do anything wrong to live... That's evil. I'm sorry that I said you were as bad as them. Things got really heated back there." With that, he struggled to take back a standing position. Getting slammed at that strength really took a lot out of him, not to mention this gravity still weighing his body down. He was downright exhausted.
"Maybe we should call it here," the prince said, changing the subject. "This gravity's getting to me again. Chances are if we fight again, I'll be too sluggish to do much. No point." Leke pondered what all had been said, and truly, he did regret comparing her to the church. But he meant it if she was going to go through with what she said was necessary. She would be, in his eyes, almost as evil as them, even if her reasons were just; her methods simply were not.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Aug 18, 2014 20:24:24 GMT -5
Listening to her brother, for the first time she realized the amount of resolve the young Hattori had. All of them saw vengeance when it came to the Universal Church of One, yet he was prepared to take the longer path and seek to only kill those responsible. Akassa could appreciate the dedication to protecting others, but how could they truly tell who was against them and who wasn’t? From what she had been told the follows of the Church were all devoted to Aon and his decrees. Letting any of them survive only promised to bring about future death and destruction. If Akassa had to extinguish a planets worth of lives she would gladly take the blame for it all, let it weighs heavily on her so that the rest of the Saiyan people could sleep easy. Honestly, she would prefer it was her over Ninjin or Leke as well, let her take whatever punishment might await her in the afterlife so that they would not.
Beyond her sense of justice, it was also a personal matter. While Leke seemed to notice the artificial arm was something that stressed her, he did not truly understand the depth of it. ”I just see no alternative Leke. If we let any of them live we know what they are capable of. Look what they did to our home, our people and what they did to me? Father wishes for us to take them all out, I know it may not be the peaceful solution, but you have to realize that there isn’t always an easy way out. As Hattori’s we must do whatever is needed to protect out people. It is our duty to serve out justice for our people.”
She says as she watches him get back to his feet. Having used her full power to slam him back into the wall she knew he must be injured, or at least exhausted from the short match. Even so, his suggestion that they call it quits for the day had her brow furrowing. He gave up far too, what would he do if the Church’s people did not give in and abandon their faith? When that was the case, he was going to need all the strength he could muster to fend them off. Only one Cardinal and two of her lackeys had attacked New Vegeta. They were about to attack their home world, where she assumed there would be even more powerful foes. The Hattori’s needed to prepare.
”We should continue Leke, we have a long journey ahead of us no matter which path we take. You must realize this; we barely defeated the three agents they sent to attack us.” The Princess slowly starting to back away from him, shaking out her arms as she starts to suppress her power signature back low enough so that is was even with his. Akassa wanted to continue, but she was not going to force him to.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Aug 29, 2014 20:57:41 GMT -5
Leke would be gain new resolve after what she had told him, though he still strongly disagreed with her intentions for the Church's planet. However, he felt that it was best to leave that topic alone now, and focus again on the training. However, his body still had felt like it had been run over by a mack truck. Perhaps Akassa misunderstood her strength and the gravity. It had drained his body of all stamina and energy. Still, he would at least try to fight, if only to please her.
Huffing a few breaths and not really noticing that his breathing had become a lot more labored, Leke focused in on Akassa and then launched off of the ground, aiming to try another frontal assault on Akassa. However, he would fail to sprint at her after collapsing onto the ground, clutching his torso as a sharp pain stabbed at his body. It wasn't the worst of pains, but it was enough to distract him and cause him to lose balance. Leke would take in a few deep, hard breaths and pick his head up to look at his sister, then let it fall to the ground with a thud. There was no point in hurting himself anymore. She must have misunderstood the gap between their powers... She must have done something when she slammed him into the wall. He couldn't feel it before because of the talk and the pain in his neck and asphyxiation, but now he could. It was at least one cracked or possibly broken rib.
A stay in a healing tank would do wonders for it, but if he fought now with it, even if he was willing to push himself past the pain, one wrong hit could leave that rib to snap, or worse, stab into an organ. No, there were too many risks. Leke would lift his arms to beside his head and clench them as he gritted his teeth, trying not to make an audible sound of pain.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Aug 30, 2014 22:59:22 GMT -5
Everything that had needed to be said had been said. Akassa took several steps back as she watched Leke rise to his feet. The two siblings quite obviously had different viewpoints on what it was that needed to be done and how the Universe itself worked as a whole. Leke believed that people should be given a second chance, an opportunity to change, while Akassa knew that they would not. As he grew older she hoped the young warrior would realize the truth of the Universe so that he might not find himself at the wrong end of a situation simply because of how kind his heart was. They were brother and sister, but far apart in terms of viewpoints. Being of Saiyan heritage the two both full heartedly felt they were right and would act accordingly. If only they had known how soon those ideals would be pitted against each other, the two on the opposite ends of a decision.
As he began to come towards her the Princess shifts back into her stance, ready to get back into the spar. What she did not realize though was how much damage her slam had done, Akassa’s full power far more than Leke’s body was capable of handling. Halfway to her he dropped to the ground, clutching at his chest in pain. Cocking her head to the side she was torn. She wanted to approach him again so that she could check on him, yet to coddle him was an insult. In the end he was a Hattori, a member of the strongest bloodline in the entire Universe. To treat him like a child, even if he was one, meant to show him disrespect. Before she had only asked about his well being as a result of her overreaction to his words. She was sure about one thing though, he could not continue.
”So it seems we are done.” Her tone coming off as a bit cold, the blunt words meant more to prevent any disrespect by allowing too much emotion into them. Strolling casually towards him the Princess keeps her eyes on him, unsure of how hurt he might actually be. ”Do you need assistance or shall you exit the chamber on your own?” She asks levelly, again not wanting to insult him, but not wanting to leave him broken and unable to move.
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Post by Leke Hattori on Sept 24, 2014 20:23:43 GMT -5
Leke would grit his teeth and raise his head, fighting the gravity that felt like it was doing more damage than good right now. There would only be pure determination in his eyes. Though he would not fight, and perhaps he played it a little too much, the younger half-brother of Akassa would still manage to slowly raise himself after shaking his head.
"No, no... I'm fine," he said, though clearly he was not. He had broken ribs before and felt immense pain, and this wasn't the biggest of hurts he'd ever felt, but the slam against the wall from her full power was... Scary. She possessed this kind of power and overshadowed him so much, it would only be a matter of time before she surpassed their father. He wondered what Ninjin would think of that in his journey through the stars.
Ninjin. Would he ever come back? Leke would be later told of the mission, of the message that the Queen wanted to relay to the siblings and Celeh, but he had not been informed. Leke would've wanted to go with Ninjin, but he saw now that it would have been futile. Ninjin and Akassa far outclassed him, even moreso than they had before the tournament, and he'd just get in the way. He didn't agree with what Ninjin thought he had to do - he hoped something would change his mind. They had no way of communicating with him or Celeh. If he'd been there, the only thing he could've done was talk to him, to try and sway his mind. He had no power to convince him physically. That didn't mean he had to stop training; it meant he had to work harder - but also smarter. He couldn't risk getting too injured now in case the Church attacked again, or putting himself out of commission for more than a night's rest. Every second was valuable now.
"I'll be fine," the prince corrected himself as he took a step forward, still staring at Akassa. A nod from him would tell her he was alright and she could go or stay while he left. He would slowly walk forward, clutching at his chest with one arm, until he would either follow Akassa out or leave alone. Once he'd step outside, his injury would immediately feel much better, the weight of his entire body and his weighted clothes now a fifth of what it had been just moments before. It was now just the simple crack of a rib, only ontop of all the wear his body had taken in that fight. Still, Leke was confident that tonight had helped him. The Hattori son had at least spoken with his sister about how he felt, and really showed her, and had put up a good fight - when she had lowered her power. He'd note not to ever piss her off again, lest he suffer a fate worse than what had befallen him minutes ago. Akassa had shown to him she had a fire, a burning desire for something. She was prepared to do anything to protect her people, sure, but it seemed that anger was also being placed somewhere else. It had to be, that would be the only way she'd ever viciously attack Leke like that, as if he was in the Church himself. He'd have to keep an eye on her in the future...
Fin, sorry for the huge wait, PL, heavy weights
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Sept 25, 2014 8:40:55 GMT -5
It was clear that Leke wasn't fine, but Akassa made no move to help him. To be Saiyan, even more so to be Hattori, meant to ask for aid from no one. That is how Akassa had always seen in. Her failure to win during the Galactic Tournament was her fault and her fault alone. Had Ninjin let her win the victory would have been hollow, as hollow as his "victory" over Ezekiel NeCross. Winning meant you were the better fighter while losing proved you had not committed yourself enough. Until today the Princess had been on a frustrating losing streak, this small victory doing little to alleviate her frustrations. Deep within Akassa anger stewed, a pent up mixture of rage and power swirling inside of her. In a short time it would be released, poor Leke one of its targets.
As her brother exited the chamber she watched him go. Unbeknownst to either of them, this was the last time they would be training together. If she had known her outburst would have been met with even more regret. As a brother, Akassa had always cared for Leke, his fiery spirit and passion something she admired in a warrior so young. Such feelings were the reason for her emotional shift after slamming him into the wall, her anger having gotten the better of her. As much as she cared for him, she found they had never been close. Like Ninjin and herself, their relationship had always been a distant one. Perhaps if she had been born full blooded their bond might have been stronger. Hell, if she had been born full Saiyan a lot would have been different.
"Rest up Leke, we will spar again soon." She remarks as encouragingly as she can while he takes his leave. When he rounds the corner Akassa tilts her head back slightly as one hand rises to rub at her neck. The princess needed to get her emotions under control, such an outburst was unacceptable for someone of her position. What would come of such emotional outbreaks and unrestrained anger? If only she knew. (PL please, heavy weights)
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Post by graderr on Sept 30, 2014 6:29:02 GMT -5
Leke Hattori - 6,076 pl Akassa Hattori - 5,343 pl
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