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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2014 3:22:29 GMT -5
Not much sooner than Anri whipped out the small white stick and lit it did Satio appear before him a blur of motion and dust that even caught the alien by surprise with just how quickly the human had traversed the distance just a few seconds shorter than his own jump, it was am impressive skill given just by how much power the man had; truly a feat in its self but he was going too need more than a few fancy tricks and a burst of speed to make it far in this fight, though it did give Anri a better idea of what he was going to be up against now. Where the human was built well compared too the normal ones that walked the streets going about their pointless lives Satio's frame was hardened even when he first saw the man it was a clear give away even through his shirt. Strength, and quite a nice engine under the human's hood giving him pelnty of speed when he called upon it however the burst of power was noticeable giving Anri the knowledge that it was nothing more than calling upon his own energy to perform the ability, once Satio's fuel ran out Anri didn't expect too be seeing any more of it; wondering just how many times Satio would be able to do the ability before it pushed him to the limits, on that note he began to question just what else the human might have up his sleeve. It was an rare occurrence too meet anyone with just one ability that used one's Ki reserves. Still some what in the dark on what Satio was fully capable of it kept Anri on the defense... at least for now. He was going to fight and give it all he had but he wanted to be sure that the upper hand wasn't gotten on him, truly humiliating for someone as strong as himself to be taken down by the human, with his strength alone he could crumble mountains and watch the world burn, if it wasn't for the fact the weights on his body was holding him back such a thing might occur. However if worse came to worse the true power of the alien might present itself too the human though Anri seriously doubted that this was going to happen and if it did... may someone have mercy on Satio's soul as surely it wouldn't be Anri giving any out.
With the nice breeze that Satio created Anri was easily able to take a long drag on the cigarette as the burning tip lit up much brighter than it normally would, taking in as much as he could Anri would release it as he began to talk.
"Nice little speed you have there, but don't be counting on that too win the fight for you. Even at my current state I think I could pretty well match it but I want this fight to be interesting as you said, no one were wants their time to be wasted." He grinned as wafts of smoke plumed from his moving mouth.
It was true, to Anri time was money, he could be doing other odd jobs for people right now to better fund his own life but he had chosen to stick around a bit longer to indulge Satio, though there was no cash reward in play it would be a great way build up a little more strength for the long run. The hits Anri took weren't always the easiest job especially when it came to people that matched him in his own strength, this would certainly give him a quick boost and then he could be off looking for work once more...maybe the moon, he had heard of many tales of what was going on right now and it sounded as though they could acquire someone of his services and skills. Things were still busy here on Earth with constant reminder of a 'rebel' threat but so far nothing had come out of it as of yet.
"My name huh?... No...not yet... you've come close Satio, but not just yet. Once you have faced me and I think highly enough of your skills I will reveal it upon you... if at that time you still wish to know it. Keeps things interesting this way. If you work for something as hard as your about too you will never forget it, my lasting impression will never leave from your mind." He laughed as he took one more drag from the smoke, pulling it from his mouth Anri would crush it in the palm of his hand as bits of smoke and ash would float away with the gently breezes that past by them.
With pleasantries and both of their words out of the way he was ready, Satio was about as prepared as he was going to get and the fight would quickly began as Anri spread is feet apart leaving one in the front and shifting the other behind him, knees slightly bent he was prepared for either a forward attack or defense at this point. Pulling his fists up to guard his head he stared down Kit, though it was more of a test to see just how determined the man was. Though not very often he would find combats that once the alien was staring them down their built up courage would melt away like snow on a hot day, however he didn't expect Satio though. The man had challenged him and even followed him all the way out here in order to fight with him, why he would ever back down now would be a mystery that even the universes greatest mind would not know the answer too.
Shifting his feet in the moist grass Anri would leap forward with a mighty yell as he charged towards Satio with his fist extended out words in hopes to strike him in the face, if by chance his stirke would hit home then he follow it up with a few more jabs before retreating back a few feet to assess the situation once more. However if he found that his strike would miss he would put up his guard to block any on coming attacks towards him, knowing his plating was more of a challenge that most were used to dealing with.
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Jul 27, 2014 10:03:02 GMT -5
Again the alien denied telling Kit his actual name. How rude! No the alien had explained it was not within his customs to say his name to just anyone, though Kit had always been told that when he was a guest he was to follow the house masters rules. If Anri wasn't ready to reveal his name Saito wouldn't insist upon it anymore. As far as he knew he may never see the creature again. No, he knew that wasn't true either. The creature powered up, and Kit readied his defensive position. He was ready for whatever the alien was going to throw at him. He wouldn't go down without a fight, he had something to offer the Alien as far as physical strength was concerned. Though as the two looked each other down thoroughly Kit couldn't help but reveal his apprehension. He was going to fight, that was already decided, but the alien was producing an endless cycle of power. As he looked down attempting to intimidate Saito, he could feel the seemingly infinite power supply crashing against his plated armor and forcing the foliage aside. Kit too had his aura present, but even he could see the difference. If Kit's aura could theoretically push aside the grass within three or four feet of him, Anri could do it for several yards.
It was a warm aura, which should have been Kit's first clue as to how Anri fought. As if someone had been blowing hot air from their mouth he could feel it press against his skin, replacing the dry heat of the sun with the humidity of his aura. Then, Anri lurched forward in attack. It was the first time in a long time that his opponent made the first move. Kit preferred it that way. Unfortunately it was true that usually in the case of battle the one with more confidence would strike first, and that was certainly the case here. Raising his upper lip and gritting his teeth he could barely follow Anri's movements. He was so fast, so fast in fact that he was very likely stronger than Nyu had been when they fought. His heart raced as the Alien finally got close enough for an attack. Kit would have been the laughing stock of his entire compound if he had let the first punch get the better of him. The second wasn't so bad, but the first punch couldn't take down this warriors defensive stance. His palm rose quickly to catch the oncoming attack, and did so marvelously. The energy from Anri's punch resonated throughout the field, and a loud Smack would also echo. For a split second there was hope, if Anri had a lot of power but no fighting style there was still a chance for victory, the alien quickly dashed those hopes as he threw another punch just as quickly towards his stomach.
One after the other, Kit fought to keep up. His own palms burning from the powerful strikes they were blocking. Kit wondered how many hits it would be worth taking before one finally just broke his hand. Each strike landed faster than any other exchange Saito had ever been in. His feet too were sliding on the ground, trying to hold footing. His heels digging into the soft dirt and kicking up the dust around them. Kit wasn't sure how long the exchange lasted, but it felt as though in the short frame of thirty seconds Anri had thrown several dozen punches, far too many for Kit to count. Clearly it didn't matter to Anri if the first one hit or not, so long as one of them did. And it would finally happen. His last punch came in at an angle Kit hadn't expected and struck him hard in the right shoulder. Saito had known the punches were strong, but he could hardly believe what he was feeling. He could hear his shoulder pop as his body instantly flew backwards, spiraling as it hit the ground. If only he body had stopped there. Kit had no control over what was now rag doll physics. His body hit the ground and then continued to roll, even picking back up into the air. He must have rolled for several seconds before he felt his wits return to him. The attack had not only popped his shoulder out of place, but had knocked the sense out of him for a moment. He had landed on his chest and with his left elbow pulled his body up. His right eye twitched slightly, and when he attempted to wipe away the dust and debris he had picked up in his fall he realized that his entire right arm was not functioning properly.
Forcing himself to stand back up, Saito looked down at himself. Anri really had knocked his shoulder out of place, and the alien seemed entertained by it. Truly he was a creature of war, and Kit was in over his head. He wouldn't quit so easily, a single punch no matter how strong wouldn't send Saito packing. Looking directly at Anri, Saito reached over to his arm and with a swift pull popped it back into place. His face wincing slightly as he did so. His arm was still very tender but at least now it could move. Anri no doubt would recognize that few humans were physically capable of withstanding the pain of returning a bone back to its socket. As for Kit, he just saw it as his turn to attack.
Knowing that Anri wasn't a push over, he was going to need an attack that was fast. He didn't want to use his dash again so soon, he could only possible use that four times in battle and even that was pushing it. So instead he went on a more physical route. Dashing to his opponent at his normal speed much like Anri had done before. Both hands temporarily at his side, once he got to the alien, who had doubled back in defense, he would leap into the air, his right leg going in for a punch to the aliens unguarded side. While Anri had made certain his face and chest were covered, Kit could only hope that this attack would do something to the creature. Though even if he made contact Saito was sure his leg would be met with heavy resistance as the beetle like alien was covered in a thick armor plating. He wondered just how much damage he could actually deal in hand to hand combat.
Assuming he was not countered in some other way, Kit would not continue his assault even if he was successful in hitting Anri. The alien was too fast and Kit needed to focus on his own safety. After the attack he would jump back, planting both feet firmly on the ground and raising his arms up once again. If Anri came in for another close quarters attack Saito wasn't sure how he would be able to handle it. He hoped the creature had at least taken some semblance of damage from his kick.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2014 0:51:31 GMT -5
Impressive, was the first thought too go through Anri's mind as he barraged the human with the heavy arsenal that his fists were composed of, while many warriors out there chose to bring weapons into a fight Anri much preferred the idea and feeling of someone's bones breaking under the force of his own blows. Even though the first shot had been a predictable one he had still been able to block it well for his own skill level, though from the waves that shot down Satio's arm Anri knew that it was taking all the man had to block that single attack, which in the long run wouldn't be good for him. It was just the first strike of many too come and so far his defenses were already waning under the force of a single blow, not a sign that anyone would like too see in a fight, luckily for the man Anri not in this too render the man into a corpse, though a few drops of blood would suit him just fine. It wasn't until the furry of the rest of the attacks that came flying in from every direction that the aliens reach would allow, face, stomach, arm, leg, came in that any issues would arise; where the man was a skilled fighter there where plenty of open spots once he went to guard another but regardless of that fact he was able too keep up relativity well with every blow that was delivered. With every strike that followed the harsh smacking sound of flesh on bone rang out into the clearing, filling the air with sounds of combat.
Finally having some sense in what it was that he could fully bring to the table Anri decided it was more than enough to give him a shot that would show Kit that the warm up was over, and the real game had begun. Up till now the strikes had been weak, weaker than his true power though not to say that Satio's speed was under rated, he and had kept up well so far but the raw strength behind each of Anri's strikes had been reduced to some factor. As much as he liked a good fight the alien would have been sad too see it end so soon after it just stared.
With a growl of either annoyance or the fast blood pumping into his veins he delivered one final blow in the assault which found its target true as it impacted Satio in the upper part of his shoulder though Anri himself hadn't expect what happened next, as the man went tumbling around the field in a series of bounces that make him look more like a barrel rolling down a hill than a person. Kicking up grass and dirt as he flew Satio's arms flailed wildly in the air flinging every which direction as his sense of the world was blurred in blinding pain and dizziness. Continuing in such a fashion the human traveled a ways off until he eventually came to a stop laying in the ankle high grasses. Anri's hit had been made to hurt but he hadn't expected the man to fall in such an manner, making him travel more than a few dozen yards away before his own weight slowed his pace into the ground. He thought he had judged his skills more accurately than that but it appeared not to be the truth, less he had gotten lucky and found that the human's main weak point was their shoulder, with such a knowledge he could conquer there world could he not? He shook his head at the crazed idea, ruling a planet was not something he had the time or the lust for right now, there were other things on the table in which needed to be taken care of such as the human that lay before him in the grass blades.
Though Anri hard heard the loud popping sound whenever his fist had made contact with the human's arm he hadn't thought much else about it, surely he couldn't have displaced it with one hit alone... right? Pushing himself up from the grass Anri took a good long look at Satio as dirt was caked into his clothes along with long smears of green from the grasses he had taken a tumble through, the clothes were ruined but the man's spirit was not as he staggered onto his feet but it wasn't till then that Anri took notice that Satio's arm held limp too his own body... Did he... he did! The impact had caused the arm to become disconnected from its socket, if it wasn't for the fact that they were in a fight Anri would have made some comment and pat himself on the back but for now he shot the man a slim grin and resumed his normal fighting stance. Whereas he could have stricken the man now that his defenses were as low as they were going to get, there was no honor or fun in attacking those that needed time to recover, though he wasn't sure just how he was going to do that. From his experience most that had such an injury went to a hospital too get fixed up, not being able to take the pain of having a bone slipped from ones arm.
Locking eyes with Anri did it bring his eye brow to shift upwards as Satio slammed the bone back into its original place, something not that an ordinary person would have the pain tolerance too even think of. The man may not have the fastest or strongest but he had heart, and a high tolernace for pain... he had to given him that. The arm was once again operational but once a body part had been injured in a fight it was never the same during that encounter, healing was a process that took a long time, not something of which he would have much of facing a creature like Anri. With that thought passing through his mind the alien began to formulate a splendid idea, though most would have thought it sick.
There was a slight hindrance in the mans next moves as it appeared as though he was thinking of what to do next, which Anri of course gave him the few sparing seconds too think as he was interested in seeing what it was that Satio would have in store for him, even every fight big or small there was always something that could be learned from ones opponent. Taking the lead Satio rushed forward as the aline held his stance as Satio lept into the air with his leg extended down towards Anri in the means to deliver a swift strike to his exposed side. It was a valid tacit... if one knew how to fly, once the order had been given it was next to impossible to change from the targeted path in mid-air, but given by the man's lack of such a skill aerial attacks were foolish. Once launched into the air it was clear of ones intentions in a strike and always gave the defender time to react before the strike would land, wither with a dodge or a counter;. Whereas aerial strike were powerful using the planets own gravity to send out a heavy attack they where just too predictable.
Grinning did Anri wait till just a few seconds before the attack would land and then shift out of the way but a few inches so that it would slip past his side and out behind him. Though the man was still flying towards him with all the built up speed it would take a force of a mountain speeding towards him to move him. Wrapping his arm tightly around Satio's leg Anri would get a good hold on it as he brought his other arm other in a blur of motion and slammed his closed fist onto Satio's already damaged arm. Already the area was sensitive with the earlier attack still vibrating in his bones but surely this would send his pain levels into the sky, but it was only the first part of his assault. With Satio still wrapped up in his arm Anri would began to spin around in a circle using his foot as a pivot and his other to produce more and more speed with every cycle. As far away as Satio was from Anri the speed where his head was resting would far out exceed that of what Anri was experiencing, probably making everything look like a blur of color mixed with a flurry of pain. Reaching as fast as he though necessary Anri would release his grip sending Satio fling off into the air in whichever direction he had released him.
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Jul 29, 2014 15:10:43 GMT -5
His aerial attack had been thwarted, though not entirely. The purpose of the attack, which was to get in closer to Anri had been successful. The alien provided an additional challenge Kit could have never anticipated. He caught the fighter in mid air, his muscles strong enough to lift the four ton man as though he were nothing. Suddenly it occurred to Kit that even with the heavy battle arraignment he was wearing, Anri was still faster, and stronger. His first arm wrapped around Kit’s leg, the second striking him below the shoulder. Anri’s attack to his arm would be the only thing he did so lazily. To be entirely honest it was the kind of hit he had come to expect from his brothers during a friendly wrestling match. Punching a man in the arm without breaking it was nearly pointless, then again Anri did not appear to attack without purpose. Perhaps he simply didn’t understand his motives yet. He didn’t really have the time to consider his next move as Anri swiftly against all values of logic and physics began to spin. Kit couldn’t help but wonder how a man of such unbelievably raw strength had wandered into his neck of the woods. More importantly how had Anri obtained such power? It was unnatural and even seemed to be unreal. Could someone legitimately gain this much strength? Could Kit?
Once his head made contact with the ground in Anri’s attempt to begin spinning the warrior, Kit knew he had to help himself out of the situation. There was no specific martial arts guard from this sort of attack because prior to today Kit had never even considered this a legitimate manner of fighting. Yet here he was in the middle of it. He probably wouldn’t have believed it if he were not experiencing the ride first hand. A trickle of blood ran from the back of his head where it had scraped the ground. Arching his back in an attempt to keep his upper body above the ground he felt the strain. He had to close his eyes or the spinning, which was now getting undeniably fast, would likely cause him great nausea. He couldn’t physically respond. His body was entirely outmatched by both gravity and the fighter who had him in such a helpless hold. He knew the only thing he could possibly do was respond using Ki. He hadn’t used Ki against another living being yet, and he didn’t want to kill the creature. But if this current exchange had proven anything, it was that Anri was no ordinary creature, and that Kit would be better off serving his own needs and letting Anri sort out his own.
It was possible, if Anri was capable of sensing energy well, that he would notice the spike in Kit’s power level. It wouldn’t take long before the blonde’s hair began to stick out as though it were covered in static. His muscles would grow, forcing his grip outward slightly as his legs natural size increased. His muscles too would bulk out and make him even heavier than before. At this point Anri was about to let go, and in his slightly heightened state of awareness Kit could feel the grip loosening. Anri was about to release him, and the moment he did Kit would counter, not a second later. His arm pulled in close to his chest, and with his eyes still closed shut he knew he needed an attack that was sure to hit. His spirit gun was too fine pointed, if he fired he would need to aim, and in his current situation that was all but impossible. So, in the palm of his hand an energy formed, and upon his release his palm would open up. Saito’s voice roared over the open field as he released the vivacious attack.
“Spirit Shotgun!”
Saito was only strong enough to fire one of these attacks, as it required a standing of at least twenty five thousand PL, of that he only had enough for one. Though he could feel the energy nearly able to reform again, he was still short enough that he would be unsuccessful in rendering it again. On top of that he had already used his dash once witch further limited his scope of Ki based attacks. His Shotgun however had proven to be devastating, especially at close range, and since Kit was now only a legs length away from Anri, it meant a most certain direct hit. There were five separate shotgun blasts that would take place simultaneously. They started out right next to each other and the further out they flew the further away the became. From the distance he had fired them it was entirely possible for all five to strike Anri. It would mean a blast in each shoulder, his stomach right around where the human’s umbilical cord was located, and two more just above his waistline. The Alien was fast however, and Kit was in no position to watch and see if his attack was successful or not. He had to focus on not being crushed to death by his next impact with the ground. Using all the strength he could muster he fought gravity, turning himself over so that his back was facing the sky. Next he would drop both of his legs simultaneously, and his right hand to help reign himself in. Ki formed around his hand, his righteous fist attack serving a new purpose and protecting his hand from decimation against the uprooting dirt and weeds. He slid for several meters, and soon he was nearly two hundred yards away from Anri. Once he was no longer moving his lungs seemed to return to him. He began breathing deeply, trying to catch his breath. Meanwhile the world around him was still rather concerning. If he had not been in his focus state the spinning surely would have made him crippled from nausea. His focus state however was limiting, even it couldn’t hold out on this abuse for much longer. They had been fighting no longer than a few minutes and already Kit was feeling beaten. And worse yet the Alien could at any time decide to forget their original terms and kill him. No one Saito knew could possibly stop him.
Blood had finally made it from the tip of his head down his forehead, spilling in a straight line from the right center of his forehead, down his brow, and dripping over it landing on his cheek. The last thing Saito needed was blood in his eyes so he was thankful the path hadn’t directed the blood over the bridge of his nose. Mathematically Kit was down to 35% of his starting power. The shotgun had taken a significant toll on his energy reserves. It was his strongest attack by sheer force of impact and spread. Even being hit by one of the five bullets was similar to a spirit gun shot, so a hit with all five would be unspeakable to an unskilled opponent. What it would do to a brutally powerful opponent had yet to be seen.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2014 18:05:45 GMT -5
A mixture of fresh cut grass blades, sweat and blood filled the air as Anri spun Satio by the leg in ever faster growing spin cycles with every pass their combined speed would increase dramatically till it got to the point where it didn't seem like either one of them could go any faster under the aliens raw power. The pure speed of the attack had been more than enough to clear the surrounding area around the two of any high standing grasses and weeds, bashing them to pieces with the quickened movements of the humans body, thought this wasn't the traditional way of cutting grass it seemed to have been doing a rather well job at it. With the blur of the world spinning around them the only thing Anri could clearly make out was Satio as he was held away from his face only but a few feet, though Anri had his eyes wide open it looked as though Satio did not. The centrifugal force that was being applied onto both of them was great but the further one went away from the source of the motion the more acceleration a person would experience and the effects on Satio were clear as day, seeming to be the only way not to throw up was to close his eyes and focus as much as he could. No matter who the person was there was breaking point when it came too just how much force they could take before something broke or gave in, whether it be a bone or the flesh rendered from their skin... had this not been a spar the latter of the two would have been Anri's preferred method and even now he didn't much feel like breaking a bone. As difficulty as it to hold back his lust for gore and death he thought it uncouth of the alien to rip apart the man who had... after some harshness, let him into his home.
Right as the alien was about release his strong vice on Satio's leg had he taken notice of the sudden raise of power, it had grown dramatically in such a short time, had he not been looking directly at the man he might not have ever noticed it in the first place but the way his hair stood its ground against the onslaught of the wind that was being generated was a good sign something had changed in the man. Like a thunder head of a cloud had taken a liking to Satio, his blond hair was it standing on its edge raising its self under its own strength, it was a fancy trick but what really got him was the mans physical structure had changed as well not just his hair or the sudden harshness in his eyes but his very body's muscle tone became more defined. What was this? He hadn't touch about it much since most humans didn't seem to have any real powers but it looked as though they could also reached levels of higher powers within seconds. It appeared as though this human had been holding his power back up till this point in time... good, things had gotten boring being as easy as it was to pummel the man around maybe he could finally see what else these humans packed under the hood.
"Show me what you got Satio! Don't hold back!" Anri laughed in almost madden state of joy as Satio held out his attack at almost point blank range.
At his words did Anri muscles give way too his greater command of his mind as his arm released Satio from his iron grip, just as soon as he had let go did Satio unleash a blast of energy straight towards him. While Satio rocketed away from the scene he left Anri to deal with the energy attack that had been sent heading his way, at such a close distance even as skilled as Anri was there was no way for him to dodge or even block the on coming attack that was blazing straight towards him. As if time slowed down just for him to perceive what was happening his trained eyes were able to lock in on the blast as it seemed as though it was not a single attack but five separate beams of energy that seemed to have their own set paths, each one just as strong as the last. With nothing to do but watch the attack, time returned too its normal state as the beams went straight towards his body, even with the thick plates that coated his body he had the feeling that it was going to hurt, bracing himself from the on coming attack they struck. Though the original location from which the attack was launched only three of the attacks had managed to hit home, the ones that had been directed towards his stomach area exploded on contact while the two that were aimed at his shoulder just barley over shot his body, but make no mistake he could feel the energy that wavered off of them mere millimeters off his plates.
The explosion from the Ki based attack was large as the area lit up in a flurry of light and dirt as loose gravel surrounding him was tossed high into the sky. The two remaining shots that had by passed Arni torn into the ground a few feet behind were the alien had been standing adding to the explosive magnitude of the strike adding an even brighter glow to the area, as a shock wave tore across the sea of grass flatting all that was around them. As quickly as the light had come did it fade away in a mist of haze through the dust and particles that floated wildly through the air, giving it a ghostly feel to the smog that was taken by the breeze and slowly pushed away being taken else where.
As the smoke cleared Anri would seen standing but a few inches forward from where in had been the soil at his feet, bare of any grass or life for that matter leaving him the only one that had survived the attack. Eyes shut closed it looked as though the alien was warped up in a state of mediation but in reality he had done so to protect his sensitive eyes from the brightness of the flashes of light. Waves of smoke clung to his body as the wavered and shifted in the gentle breezes of the open field, his plates a slight shade darker than they had been when the matched had first started. Slowly opening his eyes lids he glanced down at his body looking for any unfelt marks but other than throbbing internal pain he felt in his body's abdomen he left fine. The attack had been a strong one for the man's level but it took much more than that for a Vennorian plate to shatter though just like a bullet proof vest once a bullet struck it a bruise would be felt on the users skin. Even now with the small breathing movements that his body made could he feel the swelling pain in his side, though it wasn't nearly enough for him to end the fight, not by a long shot. He wasn't sure just how much that took out of Satio but such a powerful attack at his level of skill would have surely depleted his energy reserves by some great fraction, and if that was true this spar was in the bag. Damaged but not phased Anri still had plenty of energy to spare in his body and his physical state was for the most part in top notch condition.
Taking a few steps forward the smoldering ash below his body crumbled at every touch he made as he glanced across the field for any sight of the man, during the whole blitz attack he had lost sight of where he had thrown him. Satio's power level was still present in the vicinity there was no doubt about it, Anri couldn't directly sense others powers exactly but the general area and idea of their power was something he could understand. Though the mans energy was wavering to some degree it seemed as though the brust of power he had risen too was still active but how much much longer wasn't clear, if he really wanted he could just wait around for the man to come back and use all the energy he had up but where was the fun in that? Jumping off the ground and with help of his Ki Anri hovered above the ground to give himself a better view point of the area around him, he hadn't spotted him nearby so maybe he had launched him much further than he had though too. Now with the elevated height Anri slowly spun around in a circle as he glanced around the grass field until his eyes fell upon a small shifting object in the distance. As his eyes locked on and zoomed in on it he could make out that it was the body of Satio who was much further away than he had expected him too be, maybe he had caught an updraft of wind? Regardless of what might or might not have happened he now had a lock on the human as he jetted forward in a blurry state of motion appearing a few dozen feet away from Satio.
"Nice trick you have there, have to admit it though it has a good kick too it. But I wouldn't count on it too save your skin here." He grinned as he patted his chest with the back side of his hand making a solid thumping sound.
"Now... let me show you what I can do." He noted as the grin faded away from his face as he held his hand facing up out in front of him as a ball of burning energy formed in the palm of his hand.
Turning his eyes back towards Satio with a cold glance that seemed the complete opposite of that of his eyes he arched his arm back and tossed the ball forward at and incredible speed. Just as the ball was to leave his hand Satio would have been able to feel the heat that was coming off the orb as even the grass seemed to wither or burn up leaving a path of fire in its wake from everything that got too close. Even now the miniature sun was reaching temperatures of a inferno and only gaining strength as it sucked in more air around it, at such a distance it was possible for Satio to dodge... at least most of him, even if he managed to move out of the direct path of the attack it would only do him some good as they heat that radiated around it would still burn him greatly. It would have been a shame for the man to die in such a way but there was an understanding that needed to be reached between the two of them, if Satio was ever going to compete in the tournament of his dreams then he would need to know exactly of what he might he be up against. Even now he was holding back in true strength, had there been a need to unleash his full power the man would fall too his knees with a single strike alone.
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Jul 31, 2014 15:28:47 GMT -5
Once he had stopped sliding, and from his now crouched position, he could see the Alien, his eyes closed shut. His shark like eyes were noticeable enough that Kit caught on instantly that the creature's eyes were closed. This would be the one and only time in the fight that Anri revealed any weakness. Kit realized now that Anri, the battle hardened warrior alien, was more sensitive to light than he was actually susceptible to physical attacks. His eyes blinked open as though someone had turned a bright light on in a pitch black room, and within a few moments he had recovered his sight, right around the time that Saito had slowed his own breathing. This too was important for Kit to recognize, as no normal human could see well over 200 yards with such reasonable clarity. His focus state had heightened all of his senses, though it wasn't doing him much good to be able to see the monster Anri off in the distance. With his energy wavering so low it was important that he play his final cards right. One false move and he would undoubtedly be in a dangerous situation, not that he wasn't already, but the Alien hadn't done anything too crazy yet. Though he had fought at an unfamiliar style, and proven that Kit's strongest attack had done a little more than scathe his battle armor, he had not done anything particularly dangerous. Until now.
The creature rose into the air and Kit knew exactly what he needed to do. If Anri was looking for him, he wouldn't just wait around to be found. Raising his right hand up into the air, and pointing it squarely at Anri in the form of a gun with his index finger out and thumb up, followed by clasping his right wrist with his left hand, he prepared what could easily be his last attack against Anri. Mathematically Kit had kept up with his power usage. Kai had taught him that much and he knew it was the smartest choice. Based on the attacks he had used, he had enough energy to pull off one more good attack. A small teal marble began to glow at the tip of his finger, even letting off a radar charging noise. With the last of his energy Kit would dash forward and fire off the spirit gun point blank into the alien's face. His eyes were clearly sensitive, and a blind alien would be much easier to fight, even with limited energy remaining in his body. He would wait for Anri to touch back down onto the ground before launching his own attack. Unfortunately that was not at all what Anri intended to do. He flew over to Kit's knew location, showing Saito that flight was in fact something he should look into in the future, and when he was only a few meters away he spoke, Kit's finger still aimed at the creature. Anri's armor made a thumping sound Kit recognized to be similar to a watermelon, yet his skin had not exploded like Kit would have expected a watermelon to. The marks were hardly even visible where the blasts had made contact, though Kit could make out at least three outlines. If that were true, and three of his five bullets had made contact, he was more than a little surprised the Alien was still jovially flying around. Truly he had overestimated his attacks value.
He stood strong however. Anri had powered up and although Kit didn't know it was now using all of what his base form had to offer him. With weights on that put them on similar footing. Anri however was still a fourth stronger than Kit and that was noticeable. As the Alien spoke, his tone replicated that increase in power. It was almost as if his emotional verbiage was related entirely to his power output. If the alien had anymore hidden energy that Kit didn't know about, he wasn't about to let him use it. Anri was proving that great power could warp the mind. An important lesson that was better learned here than by Kit on his own. Yet knowing this wouldn't help him at all from the oncoming attack. As Anri raised his own palm a trickle of energy began to appear in the palm of his hand. Kit was quick to realize what was happening, Anri was returning fire (literally). The already tough ninety degree weather felt as though the temperature had risen over thirty degree's in the short few seconds that Anri's Ki congealed. Kit wouldn't wait any longer, before the attack had even been officially launched, he let loose his own attack, the spirit gun. It was a good thing he did as his blast flew at a quarter the speed Anri's did, and when he released it the teal energy was halfway there. Being so close to each other it meant that Anri's attack could fly almost instantaneously if he willed it too. Kit was not yet strong enough to move against these attacks, and his Spirit gun was an excellent example of it. In form it had come out perfectly. It was a well-rounded ball, now the size of a basketball in response to his focus state. It contained enough energy that had Anri been on Kit's own level the two energies may have collided and canceled one another out. This was not this case. After a few seconds the spirit gun, for the first time Kit had ever seen, broke in half. The moment it did Saito went into overdrive, he couldn't possible handle an attack like that hitting him head on, and although the spirit gun had slowed it down, it had done little else.
His legs activated just as he had intended, and Kit did another first, he ran backwards using the dash. It worked all the same, his body moving rapidly out of harm’s way, and by the time his body had stopped moving he could see the fiery explosion, its heat reaching Kit from several yards away. For a moment Kit felt as though he had evaded the attack entirely, his adrenaline however was his enemy in this regard and within a few seconds he felt an overwhelming sensation of pain from two places. The first was his right hand. His index finger was a dark crimson red, with several small blisters coating it. This had been the part of his body that had been closest to the fiery blast. The rest of his right hand had more of a first degree burn, though the back of his right and left hands were both sporting several small blisters. As if his hands being in excruciating pain wasn't enough, his calves gave out beneath him. Usually he had three or four jumps before he was completely limited in movement, but because of his use of the shotgun and spirit gun, as well as the initial dash, his legs were totaled as well. Kit took a knee, his face wrenching in the uncomfortable cramping, and then the feel of the dirt in his blistered hands. The blood on his head had dried now leaving a solid read line down his forehead, over his eye, and down the side of his cheek into his gruff shadow of a beard. He knew he was defeated. His head down, he raised a hand into the air, his left so that his right would not be subject to further torment.
"I yield. Another attack like that and i'm surely dead"
Kit had thought maybe Anri was being cocky when he suggested that the human would not be much of a challenge. He wanted so badly for this to be a boastful alien who had underestimated the man, and perhaps he had a bit. But ultimately the truth was that Kit was on the ground, drained of all his energy and injured, while Anri had a few dents in his beetle like skin, and probably had to rub his eyes a few times because of the light show. Now Anri would prove that he really wasn't there to kill Saito, or the man was as he had said; surely dead.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2014 20:55:14 GMT -5
Letting forth the speeding torrent of the fiery red orb did Anri take notice that Saito had in the short time that was available manifested his own energy into the tip of his longest finger, it held the same blue shimmer that his other attack had but this time it did not come from the center of his hand, either it was the same attack used in a different manner or an completely different attack that he had not seen from the man as of it. With his weak sense of other powers Anri had a small reading of what the man's strength was currently at and the rate at much he was firing off the blasts it wouldn't be long before he was completely withered like the flowers that were in the path of the mini star. Regardless of if the human's attack successfully managed to intercept or even managed to move out of the way this fight was well and over with, Anri himself was barely scathed in the whole encounter other than the mild bruising that he was sure lay under his armor, though it was a difficult process of removing the plate so the answer would never fully be known by anyone one.
Anri was no one to under estimate a foes own powers, even if they seemed weak sometimes they had just the right trick under their sleeves that could vanquish an unprepared target, a lesson he learned long ago and not one that needed repeating; with that in mind Anri gave out a large roar as he pushed forward with his arms as they stretched out as the ball of fire gained extra speed behind it as the bluish energy that Saito had released met it closer towards the human than Anri himself. Anri had almost expected there to be an explosion when the two met but there was little noise of the impact over the sizzling flames that broke out through the side of the orb as it raced towards Saito. There had been a hope that the two attacks would at least collided and take the other one down with it but sadly there was no such hope; too find such a person that could defend themselves against his powers would have been a sight to behold... maybe one day but today was not that day.
Watching from where he was Anri saw Saito leap into a burst of speed that sent him dozens of yards away in but a fraction of a second to avoid the blazing ball of energy that went straight under him, having not taken notice of it at the time but it seemed as where the human's attack had not stopped or even altered the course of Anri's energy it had slowed it down enough so that it gave him the few precious seconds that it required to dodge out of its course without taking too much damage on his behalf. While Anri had wished that Saito had taken the hit like a man the method he used to dodge out of the way was more than sufficient given his limited power and Anri would accept it as that. In reality he had guessed that he would do just that but sometimes he got lucky and was able to watch the unexpected happen before his very eyes.
Sighing with the sound of depression in his voice he lifted his arm up and back towards his chest as the ball of energy which had been continuing on its course suddenly jerked too a stop as waves of fire blazed out a few feet in front of it with the sudden stopping force. Licking at the scorching air around it the flame like tongues eventually retreated back into the main host of the orb as it quickly spin around to face Anri and in a burst of speed appeared in his hand once again. Like a small creature Anri could feel the warmth from a small contentious rhythm coming from the orb, similar too that of a heart beat. Not wanting to waste any of his power after it was proven that the man seemed to be wavering on his last few ounces of strength he called the energy back into his body as in a flash small cinders blew into a gust around his open palm into a small tower of wind as the orb quickly faded, its energy returned back into its master, only waiting to be called once again.
Looking back over to where Saito had last been spotted he saw the man down on a knee as his face hung down low, his dark shadow looming across the dried earthen soil. Anri had not seen such a way of yielding but even from here he got the main idea of what he was trying to communicate.
"Giving up that easily is he now?" Anri smirked as in a blur of motion he appeared before Saito.
"Don't tell me that's all you have?" He joked as he looked down at the man who was on his knees before him, had it not been for that fact that Saito had asked so badly for the fight he wouldn't be messing with him now but he had it coming. Seeing the the defeat in the man's face Anri bent over taking a hold of Saito's arm as gently as he could as he picked him up on his own two feet, even in his state with the help of someone else he was sure he could stand, less it proved that Saito had used much more power than he first thought.
"Not bad, but next time don't be in such a rush to fight someone, if you had saved that dash over to the field in the first place and just walked normally instead you could have gotten another shot in, and sometimes that's all you need." Anri commented hoping that his guidance would aid Saito in the future, after it would be a very boring existence if every person he met ended up dying, who would he have to train with then?
"I guess even with the weights on I was still more of a challenge than you were expecting huh? One thing that I've learn in my travels across the vale is that no matter what a someone looks like, height, race, appearance never give them leeway if they are willing too fight you. Most that don't seem threatening by appearance are usually the ones you should watch the closets as they are well aware of their physical appearances and use those to their advantage. I am not one of those people, when people look at me they should know what they will be dealing with when the across me, there is a reason I'm covered in armor." He laughed at his last words.
"And I wasn't even trying." Anri laughed but the tone of his words could be sensed that he was indeed not joking about that last part, and it was true. If it wasn't for the hindrance of the weights that lined his chest then is power would have drastically increased and even then he was till at his normal form... what might have happened if he released his full power upon the human?
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Jul 31, 2014 21:35:10 GMT -5
Anri was friendly for the most part. His first boastful words were expected, as anyone who had beaten another so badly at their own challenge had a right to be prideful of their work. His arm wrapped under Kit's own and helped bring him up. Anri had thought the bow was for his yield, standing was an entirely different challenge. His own legs shook as he tried to put pressure on them. His muscles were cramping. It was clear the discomfort in his legs as they were tensing and seizing with each moment that he stood. Decidedly focused, the man used what little remained of his own Ki to give himself the means to stand. Kit had trained his entire life. He was the strongest of his family, now even further than he had been before, and compared to any other human being he was in a league of his own. The same however could be said about Anri. The Alien had come out of no where and claimed that he was more than capable of doing as he pleased and he had proven himself to be at the very least an honest man. When Anri began explaining a new tactic to him, Kit had to stop him. Anri failed to understand the purpose of their fight.
"Sir, the purpose of my challenge was not to win, but to see you prove your own strength. I mentioned my own predicament with aliens of a less virtuous nature. My eyes were blinded by success. I did not meet you here today to make that final shot and win the battle, that would not have served me well at all. This battle was to further prove that my training is never complete"
He cringed a moment, the muscles in his legs causing him to wobble in place. Talking had made him lose focus in his actions. Luckily he was able to steady himself and not fall to the ground. His legs were actually becoming more stable the longer they spoke. Anri had after all been the quiet one in their conversations, so it was nice to hear him speaking so openly, it almost made Kit wonder if he was in fact not as calculating as his earlier words had led on. Unfortunately the attacks he had shown, and his battle style led to only one conclusion. Anri was a sell sword as Kit had imagined and unfortunately the way he had spoke of death earlier with such glib understatement made it clear that he couldn't care less who the target of his job was, or who got hurt. The birds had been right to warn him, but rather than heed their warning he had sought out a challenge, and he had received one. Truly, Kit had been undefeated for too long. Winning against Anri would have been far worse than this defeat would ever be. Reaching out with his left hand, and running his hand of the armor that Anri had put on, he couldn't help but let out a light smile. The alien was using the same encumbrances that Kit was. That meant that this fight, even without handicaps, would have gone almost the exact same way.
Perhaps it was the last of his adrenaline pumping, or a concussion from his earlier contact with the ground, but Kit had lost the earlier fear and apprehension he had been harboring about his upcoming battle with the other invader. Surely a defeat at the hands of Anri served to prove that Kit was not nearly as strong as he could be, but in that same respect he showed him that even creatures like Anri have their limitations, and if Anri could be this incredible, so could Saito. Taking his hand off the man's armor and running his hand through his static hair, he felt the particules fall. His muscles slowly retracting to their natural state. At this point it was easier to conserve energy than use it for conversation. Kit needed every last ounce of Ki he could muster, and staying in his focus state would only cause later strain. His hand came out again, much like it had when they had met.
"A fine spar creature. Perhaps one day we can match up again and you can try a little harder...A mutual sign of respect"
It had occurred to him that Anri had barely understood the concept of a handshake as a greeting, so explaining to him that it was a mutual sign of respect would no doubt be helpful for him. Actually it made Kit feel less ignorant about having to ask questions regarding space. Ultimately they were both still learning. Though he couldn't possibly think of what, Saito hoped that he had taught Anri something, really anything. The man had done him a kindness, mostly by not flat out killing him when he had the chance, but also by facing him legitimately. Kit's father would torture his students in combat, playing with them until he was bored. Anri treated Saito like any other legitimate fighter. That meant the alien deserved his respect. He felt as though one day he would meet Anri again, and their fight would be considerably longer, and even possibly not end on such marvelous terms. For now however he was certain that their meeting had been no accident, and certainly not by chance.
He would wait for Anri to depart, and once the alien was a good distance away, he would allow his legs to collapse, his body falling into the grass behind him. He had moved just far enough so that the ground was not entirely scorched where they had been speaking. The breeze that blew through the field reminded Saito of how hot his opponents attack had been, and let loose yet another smile. His hands were burning, his legs still sore, and his head now clotted. Then again, he was still alive, and now filled with more knowledge and power than before he had begun his day. It truly had been a good one.
(PL, Heavy Weights)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2014 15:28:37 GMT -5
With Anri's pull at Saito's arm he could feel the unsteadiness of his human body as his legs trembled with the stress of even the simply task of standing, it looked as though he has pushed his body to the extremes and then some to try and stay on par with the alien, if it had been a real fight then Saito would have been in a seriously bad place right now, but if one’s life was on the line then of course he should have always given his damnest to make sure he persevered his life over that of the other, after all if it was a fight to the death the outcome was usually predictable. Regardless of what he thought it appeared as though it was taking every last bit of his focus even with Anri's pulled keep himself up right, whatever his body had under gone but have put a terrible stress on his body making the alien wonder just how long his recovery time would be and for that matter the state he had been in only last but for a few minutes if his life had really been on the line just how long could he hold out in that form for? As curious as he was he doubted that the human had the answers that he was seeking and even in the state he was in he was sure that the man would but prefer to go back to home and rest up. After all the Ki he had used there was no doubt that the man could use a nice long break before continuing in his training but he hoped he had gain some experience from the quick spar; as strong as one thought they were there was always someone stronger than themselves, and the same thing could be said for Anri as well. Not long ago he had sensed a large power that seemed to radiate around them but it was no one from the Earth but the moon itself, a crazy and terrible strength that had put his own abilities to shame. There was no real way for him to investigate the source of the power but he curiosity did pull at him, he had only ever experience a few powerful enough to set that wave of energy off and he doubted any of them were in his region of space, and if they were it was game over for all of them.
At his words of experience the man shook them away as he spoke but Anri knew all what he had too said, even if it was not to win he could always improve his skills in fighting by conserving power when it counted the most but he wasn't about to argue with the man any further, he had his own mind set and Anri had to do his best to respect it. He hoped the man would think on his words at least, one day they would serve him well when his life was on the line, sometimes it was the last ounce of strength in a fight that would save one’s life and it would have been a shame to lose someone as dictated to his dreams as Saito was. He had heart and a fiery passion that burned in his eyes that no amount of punishment or failure would extinguish, other than deaths icy grip he would not falter in his quest, whatever became of him Anri knew that he would one day become great enough that people across the world would know of his name and his great deeds, whether they be in the name of good or evil it didn't much matter to Anri but he had the feeling it was the prior of the two. The man had been harsh when Anri had first arrived but given his past experience with people of his nature; those from off the world, it was understandable, however even with that in mind the man had a good heart inside of him, though he was quick to react in certain situations.
As the words were exchanged between the two of them Anri noticed that Saito's stance became hardened as the apparent effects of his over clocking skill seemed to wearing off but even so the flesh wounds and bruising was still showing on the surface, somehow he had the feeling though that he would collapse into his bed once he got home and Anri wouldn't blame him. Not many could stand up to the barrage of a Vennor and even managed to have the strength of walking afterwards, though with a little help he seemed to be managing pretty well considering the circumstances that led up to this point. Anri himself though was still bursting with power as this would not be the last stop in his day, even though the sun had dropped at least thirty degrees during their meeting and talking there was still plenty of sun light to burn before his day would concluded with rest. As always Anri mind was on work and the benefits that came along with it, this was more a less a break too him and a nice one. Not only had he gotten to explore a new unexplored part of the city but he had also gotten a quick work out in, though he hadn't expected the injuries that he did sustained. Though it hurt to breathe some the pain would quickly fade once he back to working again, as always a work-alcoholic to the end.
At Saito's words Anri nodded his head at the idea, he was very much looking forward to fighting Saito again at his full power. It had been an interesting fight but truly he had wished he could have released the flames that rested inside his mind, but that was for another time. As it stood now there was no way the man would withstand his full power in an actual spar even if he wasn't trying to kill the human there was really no way to hold back his strength at his full power. Like a fire it consumed and destroyed anything it touched, many would have thought it was over kill in a fight but when one’s life was on the line he gave everything he had in order to be the victor.
"Yes Saito it would be a pleasure to fight you once you have recovered and reached a level of higher strength, at that point I shall show you all that is I can offer, be warned though when such a times comes, I will not hold back an ounce of strength when it takes place." He said calmly as he turned and faced towards the city from which they had both come.
Taking off from the ground slowly as a pool of air shot out from his feet he turned around in the swift movement almost as if he was drifting in a body of water.
"Also I think you have earned the right to carry my name with you, I am Anri of the Vennor. And I hope to see you again very soon Saito Kito, Master of the Crane." From what Anri had picked up over back at the building it didn't seem as though anyone else had claimed the title of master at the school as of yet but from the actions and skill that Saito had shown he thought it more the appropriate to classify the name with title.
Turning his back once more from the man Anri's body would be stricken with power as he dashed away in a furry of speed which tore at the earth and grass leaving a trail of shattered materials in his wake, leaning his body up and away he would eventually disappear into the mesh of clouds that floated lazily above the city scape.
"He is a tough one, but just how far will he make it? I do wish to see his dream to manifest so that I can see just how far he has come in the time we are apart. Until then thought I must not forget my own training. As he gets stronger so must I, less he takes lead ahead of myself. If he takes my words of advice into play I'm sure I will be having a real fight on my hands if I don't continue my own trainings."
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Aug 1, 2014 16:59:51 GMT -5
(With such a great last post I had to sneak a short one in here)
As Anri took off, Saito considered his words. First the warmth of their encounter took hold. He had earned the alien's name. Anri He listened to it syllable by syllable. Ah Nah Rye. He wondered how the alien would spell such a name, he imagined the English spelling would be Anarai, but then again there might not have even been a correct English spelling. Many languages did not translate correctly from language to language and so it was all too possible that his name was spelled in some wierd way that didn't make any sense like...A.N.R.I for example... xD
He wouldn't have focused so heavily on the name if not for having worked so hard to obtain it. Laying in the grass he let it soak in, and on top of that he had to appreciate the words...Master of the Crane.
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Post by graderr on Aug 1, 2014 17:44:27 GMT -5
Saito: 7,131 pl awarded Anri: 6,939 pl awarded
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