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Post by Ethan Snow on Sept 14, 2015 21:59:41 GMT -5
To Ethan's surprise he wasn't even afforded the courtesy of support when he was folded by the android's punch, instead the artificial man pulled away as if Ethan was going to head-butt him or something, leaving the teen bend over and grab his knees instead. 'Wow, what a jerky thing to do.' Ethan thought to himself as he stood there, soaking in the throbbing ache that now pervaded his innards and breathed heavily to recover himself. After a few moments later Zero finally asked if he was ok, to which the blue haired teen nodded.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just didn't expect you to get it so right on your first try, that was an amazing punch." Ethan replied and straitened himself back up, his sleek body not showing any sign of injury although the continuous strain of the high gravity environment had be now caused him to start sweating rather profusely. Brining his arms back up into a defensive posture Ethan readied himself, deciding now to take their bout a bit more seriously. "If you're done admiring your handiwork, let's try that again, this time I'll actually make your work to score a hit." the shirtless boy stated and gestured Zero forward.
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Post by Man on Sept 17, 2015 19:53:34 GMT -5
Model Zero nodded as his new instructor praised his attack. The android studied the blue haired man. Ethan seemed to endure his punch well, although his body was beginning to sweat extensively. No doubt, he was still having trouble adjusting to the increased gravity. Regardless, he seemed prepared to commence the real fight. The android assessed his body. Heavy Weights were still in place, compounded with the gravity, his body was tight. He had already trained far beyond twenty-times gravity, but it still hindered his movements slightly. Glancing down, his boots were now muffled in sand which would also slow him down considerably. The android had never trained in such an environment, oceans and beaches did not exist on Alpha Prime. He may have passed by some during his voyage to Mement Mor or Lupin IV, but he was also too focused on his mission to notice.
Finally, the android's eyes locked with Ethan's. The first punch was just a test run, he would have to try a lot harder if he intended instill another blow on the seasoned human. With this in mind, he had begun to formulate a deceptive plan. Instead of taking a step forward, Model Zero shifted all of his weight towards the leading left leg and lunged forward with that same foot. As he dashed towards Ethan, his left arm was still high and defensive, his right hand hid behind his body. An instant later, Zero stopped within arm's reach of the blue haired human with his left leg still leading. Instead of attacking, as Ethan might have assumed from a novice, he ducked. The android didn't exactly know where the movements were coming from. He had no previous technique or method, he simply went with whatever felt natural -ironic if ever.
Unless Ethan had outsmarted him by this point, the android would have been standing below the blue haired man. Instinct told him to target the man's midsection again. As Zero moved in with his right leg, his right arm followed with an upward thrust to Ethan's gut.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Sept 19, 2015 18:37:29 GMT -5
Standing ready for Zero's next move, Ethan noted the android seemed to be looking him up and down, analyzing his posture and physique maybe. No doubt though Zero was developing a new plan of attack or perhaps deciding just how much power he should put into that attack. It was clear after all, from the previous impact, that the robotic man was indeed stronger them him. Ethan's theory seemed to be spot on as Zero looked down, seemingly checking his footing and then back up at him. The android might not have been used to combat in the sand but to Ethan is was practically second nature, in fact his very last match was fought on the very beach which the simulation they were experiencing had recreated. The recreation was nearly perfect and that perfection combined with the familiar ache he was experiencing brought back the fond memory of the match he had with Ohkara earlier that day. The feelings stirring back to life were...
'Oh hey, let's not go there.' Ethan thought to himself as he realized where his train of thought was headed, the last thing he needed was to get excited in front of Zero. Taking a deep breath Ethan tried to keep his thoughts professional for the time being and waited for the android to advance. Thankfully he didn't have to wait long as Zero had finally made up his mind on his method of attack, charging once more at the shirtless teen. Tensing up his abdominals and getting ready to defend his head, Ethan noticed something off about the android's movements, his legs were out of step with the distance between them if Zero intended to throw another punch the same as before. Without time to think about it Ethan simply reacted as best he could to the rapidly approaching android, remaining tensed in his middle and arms at the ready. An instant later and the reason for Zero's apparent miscalculation in his footing was apparent as the robotic man dropped into a slide and launched a ferocious uppercut to the shirtless teen's gut.
"Uuuhhhhhuughh!" the sound escaped the boy's mouth as a breath of air was forced out, thankfully however he had properly prepared himself this time, weathering the blow like a champion and reacting immediately. Zero's fist was still pressed into his flesh, forcing him to arch his back a little with the tremendous force that had just impacted his stomach, when Ethan's left arm went into motion. Powered by the strength of his compact but impressive pectoral muscles and a somewhat painful twist at the waist, Ethan brought his left elbow across his line of sight, intending to smash it into the side of Zero's head.
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Post by Man on Sept 19, 2015 19:43:28 GMT -5
Critical hit! Once again, the android had performed exemplary. His offset footing seemed to effectively disorient his opponent, leaving him wide-open to his uppercut. Ethan's abdominal had stiffened, having properly prepared himself to absorb such a similar maneuver. Regardless, the human's mortal body couldn't help but grunt at the android's fist burrowing into his gut, possibly lifting his feet off the ground, although Zero was not paying attention to such irrelevant details. His golden hair flowed majestically beside him as it slowly caught up with the rest of his body, interrupted only when Ethan retaliated. The human twisted his body across, demonstrating his impressive pectoral strength and jabbed the android's face with a clean and seamless elbow strike. Zero would've never seen it coming. As a result of his attack, the android's face was a bit more than exposed, granting the human access beyond Zero's protective helmet, something he capitalized on. Bypassing the white horn-like structure -where Zero's ear might've been- Zero's right cheek rippled upon contact with the human's elbow.
Impelled by the force of Ethan's strike, the android's head jerked to the left. His balance was soon obstructed, which caused him to fall. Twisting midfall, Zero caught himself with both hands prepped on the sand and pivot his body up. The android flicked the lower half of his body back, propelling himself into a single flip. Midair, he turned so his body was facing his opponent. Upon landing, his knees bent to absorb the fall and a single hand reached to catch his balance on the pristine sand. Unless Ethan had urged him to stop, Model Zero pressed onward without a moment's hesitation. The sand rose at his wake, trailing his movements. Part of being an android meant he didn't have to waste time recovering from an attack. Pain was irrelevant to him, even after receiving a direct hit from his opponent, the android was ready to keep moving without warning. Whether Ethan was ready or not, the android would soon cut the distance between them. However, just as Zero was about to punch the human in the face, his foot got caught in a small mound of sand. The ground was irregular. As Zero was not accustomed to the terrain, a gleam of opportunity presented itself to the human. Even if the android's attack hit, it wouldn't have been as effective as intended, having lost his balance.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Sept 19, 2015 21:25:22 GMT -5
The pace of the fight was picking up and for the moment Ethan's strength was holding out, though he was under tremendous strain now, expending a great deal of energy to keep up with Zero's movements. Succeeding in crashing his elbow into the android's head, Ethan backed off a step as the other went into a short lived gymnastics routine to prevent being floored by the blow. In truth the reason Ethan was backing off was his stomach, it was starting to hurt a lot more now, the delayed effect of the second blow, while lessened by his tensed muscles was however still potent enough to make the boy feel it quite keenly. His innards were definitely aching now, a slow, throbbing, dull almost empty feeling that drained his already taxed reserves. While Ethan would have liked a few moment's respite, Zero was back on him in a flash, bolting forward with such speed that it almost made Ethan wish he had a metal body too, rather then one of flesh that weakened with each successive blow to it's core. Still the boy wasn't close to giving up, if he even thought about giving up he knew what would happen, those very same feelings he experienced with Ohkara would come back and then he'd be toast for sure.
With his arms still locked in a defensive posture about his head, Ethan turned himself to face front once again so that the side of his head was no longer vulnerable and truly expected Zero to go for another strike to his midsection, the android had after all made two successful contacts there. Zero however went high this time, at least he tried, the sand evidently being too unfamiliar a surface for the artificial man. Whether the android lost traction or some other misfortune took effect, the result was the same, Zero's misstep was Ethan's opening. The boy wasted no time deflecting Zero's attacking arm, opening his palm to crab the other's wrist, then heaved upward. Helping Zero into an airborne configuration, Ethan used his free hand to launch a punch of his own to the android's midsection. By the looks of the armor he likely would end up hurting himself more then Zero but he needed to know if his opponent was even vulnerable there. Regardless of that result though, Ethan intended to use Zero's captured arm and the fist against his midsection to launch the android clear over his head and loop all the way to the ground on the opposite side where he should end up landing on his back. If everything went to plan and Ethan didn't break his hand in the process, he quickly let go and shuffle back a few steps, returning his arms to their previous positions.
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Post by Man on Sept 19, 2015 22:20:14 GMT -5
As one would expect, the seasoned fighter would not pass out an opportunity to gain on the android. To Zero's misfortune, his thrust was slightly misplaced as a result of his lapse. Ethan deflected his arm and grabbed onto the android's wrist. An instant later, the human pull up, lifting the android off his feet. Zero might have been surprised, assuming it was possible. The human proved to be incredibly strong as he now lifted an android with heavy weights, augmented twenty times by the gravity with a single arm; alas, he had the aid of momentum on his side. The human then drove his fist into Zero's midsection -just below his chest armor, which helped in completing the lift. Contrary to what one might have thought, Zero's body was actually quite soft. Granted, he was harder than the average human thanks to his scientifically enhanced skin, but he almost had a biological feel to the touch. Hitting him was probably akin to hitting an icejin with thinner skin. Ethan's fist bore deep into his stomach, the android's body even bent over slightly as a consequence, but Zero didn't let out so much as a yelp.
Just as the human intended, the android was launched overhead in a loop. However, instead of landing on his back, Zero managed to plant his feet on the sand. His upper body was now horizontal, and his legs were bent at the knees to keep him afoot. When Ethan attempted to release the android and create distance between them, Zero quickly twisted his arm and attempted to grab onto Ethan's retreating wrist. If successful, Zero would then pull on Ethan's arm, driving him towards the ground as he simultaneously jumped off of it. Now, Zero was in the air again, except he had been looping back to his previous position as if playing back a tape-recorder. If everything went according to plan, Ethan would land face-first into the sand and Zero would remain on his feet in a defensive position, no longer holding onto the human's wrist.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Sept 19, 2015 23:03:33 GMT -5
Ethan's counter when surprisingly well at first, he caught Zero's arms without issue and when he punched the other his fist met firm yet still flexible material, likely the android's version of muscle under the rubbery outer covering. Zero weighed a ton though and Ethan was lucky to get the robotic man up and over, his muscles straining to the extreme in the process. Thankfully though the android went over and Ethan seemed to be in the clear, that is until Zero's feet met the ground before his back did. 'What the...' Before the boy could finish the thought Zero reversed the wrist hold, grabbing ahold of Ethan's and yanked forward.
"Oh shi'..." Ethan's expletive was cut short as he was effectively sent diving into the sand ahead of him, though he was able to cushion his fall with his outstretched arms. Zero was definitely catching on fast, pulling off maneuvers Ethan himself had only mastered in the last year or so. Propping himself up on all fours, it seemed like a good time to comment on how things were going and perhaps get a few moments respite before the android decided to massage his innards again.
"Wow..." Ethan coughed, blowing the sand free of his lips. "You're really picking this up fast. Are you sure you've never done this before?" the boy asked, looking back around his side towards the red armored artificial man.
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Post by Man on Sept 20, 2015 11:25:33 GMT -5
As intended, Model Zero had managed to reverse grip the human just as he attempted to retreat and launch him into the sand. The android landed coolly on the ground in a defensive position. He figured he might as well give Ethan a chance to get back up. It's not like they were fighting to the death. He wouldn't learn anything if his instructor was always on the ground. Sand had been lifted. Zero placed an arm overhead to cover his eyes from the small particles in the air as the human turned a glance at him and inquired whether Zero had fought before. The android shook his head. "For two years, I have only ever wielded a sword and gun, I am not familiar with hand-to-hand combat," he stated. Although, part of him wasn't exactly sure of that either. His body was though, however, perhaps that was simply another perk of being an android. Unlimited by the restraints of biological organisms, his learning curve was much shorter than the average person. On the other hand, he felt as though he had been lying to the human by saying he had no experience.
"However, I do possess a technique which requires physical contact with my legs, but just one." He admitted. Delashano's Dynamite Kick, one of the many techniques he had learned in the past six months with his numerous masters. In order to perform the attack, kicking was a prerequisite. With that said, it probably wasn't as effective when he used it. After all, being someone who only fought with a sword, it would be blatantly obvious he was up to something if he suddenly switched to kicking. Zero might catch his enemies off-guard -once- but after that, extended legs were a dead giveaway that he was intending to use the Dynamite Kick technique, rendering him predictable and his technique useless. By learning how to fist fight with Ethan, Zero would also learn how to effectively incorporate the attack in a fight.
Model Zero's arms dropped beside him. He would wait for the man to climb back to his feet and instruct him to attack again -or whatever else he might have had in mind.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Sept 22, 2015 20:06:52 GMT -5
Taking a few moments to collect himself now that it seemed that Zero was giving him a chance to recover, Ethan took his time getting back to his feet. As he did so the artificial man responded to his comment, indicating that he'd only ever utilized his sword and gun. That sword however, Ethan surmised anyway, must have helped lay the groundwork for the hand to hand training the boy was trying to put Zero though. The training though seemed to be going the other, at least to the outside observer, as Ethan was spending a good portion of it getting his rear end handed to him. This however was a good thing, Zero was very quickly understanding how to engage in unarmed combat and Ethan well he was just plain pushing himself. By the time the blue haired boy managed to get fully back to his feet, setting them apart to properly distribute his artificially high weight, Zero had gone on to comment that he did in fact know one technique that involved something other then his weapons, although Ethan would beg to differ, all of Zero was a weapon at this point. Never the less this mystery technique was something that piqued the boy's interest.
"Oh? something with the legs?" Ethan asked and stretched his arms a bit. "What is it, a kick? A knee? Or something like a wrestling move?" he went on to inquire, folding his arms behind his head now and relaxing a bit, though not so much as to fall victim to the still oppressive gravitational pull of the sea side simulation. "Is it something you'd like to try out on me?" he went one further step, grinning a little as the thought fed his masochistic streak.
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Post by Man on Sept 23, 2015 10:34:48 GMT -5
Zero looked at the human and considered his invitation. It seemed apparent to him that Ethan was a glutton for punishment. 'No pain no gain' summed up his encounter with the human. However, unlike Zero, Ethan didn't know what he was requesting. The technique Zero had alluded to was the Dynamite Kick, introduced to him by the former Arena Master Vespasian, and taught by Delashano, the new Headmistress of the Mystic and Martial Arts Academy. When Vespasian used the technique on the android, Zero was nearly eliminated; then again, the difference in power at the time was much greater and the arena master much more callous. Zero had suppressed his power-level to match Ethan's, so the human was likely to survive the attack.
Furthermore, the android would hold back. They were training, not fighting to the death. Zero felt confident he could water down the Dynamite Kick to a point where he could simply demonstrate its effect and give the man a whiff of its destructive capabilities. The android nodded once. "Are you sure about that?" Zero would await for the humans answer. If Ethan confirmed his desire to experience the technique, the android would wait for him to prepare himself and then charge at him head on.
Model Zero would leap towards the blue haired man with his right leg cocked back. The attack was blatantly obvious and straightforward; a simple kick Ethan would have no trouble blocking. With that said, the android had been meticulously channeling energy into that leg, careful to make it -just right- for the occasion. If Ethan had not moved and met with his leg head on, the android would remain momentarily suspended in midair as the force of the human's body pushed up against his own, canceling out the force of gravity acting on the android's own vertical weight vectors. The sand would displace itself radially from the epicenter of impact. Model Zero stared down at the human with the same cold and expressionless face as he said the following words:
"Detonate."
Soon after, an explosion would erupt from his leg as it released all the pent up ki in one burst.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Sept 24, 2015 10:58:06 GMT -5
“Yea sure, why not?” Ethan replied to Zero’s at the android seemed somewhat reticent about using the technique. It was either something really powerful or Zero was starting to feel guilty about pounding on him so much. Ethan however was quite sure now that Zero was not an assassin, he’d had plenty of opportunity to kill him and not taken a single one so he felt quite safe now and confident that Zero wouldn’t put too much into the attack, even if it was a powerful technique. And so still standing his hands folded behind his head, Ethan left himself completely open, though hi did tense up his musculature in preparation, he didn’t after all want to be completely wrecked by a single strike, now it was better to take several then just one, that and Ethan still didn’t know what to expect.
Once Ethan was ready, Zero went immediately into motion, charging forward at impressive speed. Once he was close, the android took to the air, leaping at the blue haired boy and as if in slow motion, landed a hard kick strait into the teen’s chest. The breath was only just leaving Ethan’s lungs when the more devastating effect occurred. Just as Ethan’s chest started to move away from Zero’s stationary foot, the momentum imparted into his shirtless body, an explosion erupted and launched the boy. The power was truly punishing and the double shot to his torso left Ethan tumbling helplessly in shock, that is until he plowed back first into the beach a few hundred feet away.
‘Holy crap… what just happened?’ Ethan though as he laid against the small hill of sand that had piled up behind him, a pained expression plastered over his face as he stared up at the virtual sky. The boy’s chest was bright red, his skin irritated from the blast and if he wasn’t sweating before, he certainly was now, in buckets. Ethan would remain there, choking a bit as he tried to recover from the attack, but it was a lot stronger then he was expecting and considering the beating he’d taken so far, all of the damage was adding up, leaving the boy exhausted.
*Cough.* “Wow…”
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Post by Man on Sept 24, 2015 15:27:44 GMT -5
Glutton it is. Model Zero had expected some kind of resistance, but the blue haired man simply stood wide open with his hands locked behind his head. Granted, the android's kick itself was amateurish at most and lacked the finesse of a skilled fighter, but the kick wasn't the important part. Upon connecting with Ethan's chest, the human was allowed a split second for his body to drift away from Zero's armored leg before the explosion kicked in. BOOM! out of nowhere, like antimatter, the human was scorched and propelled across the beach, enveloped in smoke and sand. Model Zero would land soon after, and stand idly by, patiently waiting for the human's reaction.
Zero smirked as Ethan questioned what had just occurred. The human was a lot sturdier than the android gave him credit for. He casually approached the human. "It's called the Dynamite Kick. By channeling my ki and storing it into my leg, a burst of energy is released at the point of impact. I learned the technique from one of my masters, Delashano, Headmistress of the Mystic and Martial Arts Academy back in The Omega Collective."
The android studied the human. Scorch marks on his chest, steam rising from the prickled skin, buckets of sweat reaming down his face. It appeared to the android that Ethan might have reached his limit. A pity -he thought, the android wanted to learn more about hand-to-hand combat. "If you've had enough, I possess healing chambers within this ship, it will help you recover after only a few hours. Otherwise, I would like to continue the lesson."
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Post by Ethan Snow on Sept 25, 2015 21:23:28 GMT -5
Laying on his pile of sand like a sack of potatoes, Ethan rested as best his could while Zero approached and stopped just a few feet shot of him. The android studied his prone form for a few moments while he rather nonchalantly explained the name and function of the technique that he'd just used to flatten the blue haired boy. Listening, all be it not completely intently, Ethan noted the similarities between Zero's kick and his own Shaka blast. The major difference was in the limb used to deliver the attack and the amount of power discharged, though Ethan was sure in time as his power grew he would eventually be able to match what Zero was capable of.
"Heh, that's pretty interesting." the boy commented, starting to stir from his position. "It's a lot like a technique of my own I call Shaka. A directed ki explosion." Taking his time in getting back up as his body hurts all over now, Ethan listened to Zero go one, informing him about his ship's medical facility and offering it's services to him. Seeing as it would help speed their training along, as it would likely take the boy several days to recover on his own, Ethan was more then willing to accept the android's hospitality.
"Yeah, I think that's a good idea." he said, nodding and rolling over onto his hands and knees, then pulling one leg up under him. Once his foot found purchase with the ground Ethan hauled himself up, standing rather wobbly. His body wanted to do nothing but fall right back to the sand at this point but Ethan was a fighter, he'd ignore the pain as best he could until his body literally gave up, thankfully that wasn't right now, he still had enough in him to stand and walk a bit in the oppressive gravity of the chamber, but that was about it. "Rrrr... Yeah, better take you up on that offer, otherwise I'm not going to be a very good teacher. Lead the way."
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Post by Man on Sept 25, 2015 21:51:35 GMT -5
Model Zero raised an eyebrow as the human claimed he possessed a technique similar to his own. Ethan then turned to lift himself off the ground. The android could see the vibrations in his body as he struggled back to his feet. It took longer than one would expect from him to finish the motion as he took considerable time trying to steady in foot on the sand. No doubt, his injuries and the gravity had taken its toll on his mortal body. The android nodded as Ethan accepted his offer and promptly deactivated the system. In a moment, the beach and the waves faded and they found themselves back in the dome shaped room. The gravity had also been shut off rather abruptly. Zero didn't know how the sudden shift in gravity affected biological creatures, but his was not affected. His golden hair would slightly spring up from the release, indicating any previous strain caused by the gravitational pull had ceased from his being. Without another word, Zero turned towards the door, which slid open automatically with motion sensors that detected his presence.
It would only take a few seconds as the pair transitioned from the training room to the sick bay. The door opened in the same fashion as before. The room was like any other room, the only distinction being its contents. Due to the size of the ship, there were only two healing chambers, since the ship itself was meant for only two passengers. There were also cabinets full of medicine, of course, they were meant for others since Zero had no use for it. He stopped by one of the chambers. They were mostly metallic with a single window over the hatch so one may see in and out of the chamber. He pressed a button and steam would hiss as the hatch opened. Inside, there was a mask hanging from the top and various cables at the walls which seemed like they should be attached to the skin. Zero glanced at the human and spoke with the same stern and expressionless face he always had. "The chamber is most efficient when it's patient is not obstructed by artificial material."
It was only a suggestion. The android was oblivious to the mental stress such an act caused on individuals. After all, his body was not subjected to the same stimuli of one who lives like Ethan.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Sept 27, 2015 17:57:42 GMT -5
Like before Ethan had little warning that the gravitational system was going to disengage and when it did, the boy's feelingly strenuous effort just to stat standing were enough to send him literally leaping from the simulated ground. The jump wasn't high and when his feet again hit the surface it was no longer simulated sand but the metal floor of the chamber. Indeed as they started to walk, in spite of the aches and pains, the young man felt light as a feather compared to the near torturous amount of gravity he'd been under.
"Woe, heh, well this definitely feels different." the boy commented cheerily as they headed out into the corridor and started towards the medical section. As they walked, Ethan once again turned his attention to all of the high tech goodies he could see and after no more then a minute the two were standing in the medical bay. Zero approached one of the futuristic treatment tanks and opened the machine's hatch, revealing an interior that seemed to come right out a cross between a sci-fi novel and a bondage magazine. Ethan was just stepping forward to give the interior a better look when Zero finally spoke again. The android was as far as Ethan could tell, the classic strong, silent type, but when he did choose to speak, his words carried weight, and boy did what he say next have an some interesting overtones.
It took the shirtless boy a few seconds to process exactly what it was Zero was telling him. 'Artificial what?.... Oh, he means my... Ohhhh.' Ethan's momentary stare of confusion broke a moment later as he smirked and nodded. "Ok, sure thing." the teen stated and unwrapped his gloves, relieving his arms of the extra mass the hidden weights had provided. He then did the same with his footwear and then finally, without giving it any further though, literally dropped his board shorts right in front of the android. Truth be told the boy felt a little like an exhibitionist now but Zero had told him to strip and so here he was, buck naked.
"Ok, so now what?" he asked, setting his hands on his hips and a cheeky smile on his face. "How long about will it take in there?"
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