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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2013 1:14:01 GMT -5
Roxsenne continued her training from the other day where she last left off. She entered the gravity chamber after a night of rest, prepping for the grand, intense like she usually did, and when she stepped inside slapped on her lightweight training weights to her ankles instead of her wrists. Today also, rather than wear her heavy, living armor she kept her special body armor retracted into her skin like all Caballye did when not fighting. Finally, she did not bring her sword with her at all because she simply wanted to train all of her muscles today.
Anyway, she wore instead her brown tunic with a white shirt and fine light brown leather high-heeled boots, which matched her fine black hair, blue-gray eyes, and pale white skin. To wear her alien race’s living armor was important because it was not just her symbol as a status for being a knight, but a tool to protect herself with against enemies. This was especially true during the special event she remembered in her heart, a yearly event, where Caballye went out and fought the monsters of her planet Castelle.
Although legend said that the monsters on Castelle had ended up curbed and defeated ten thousand years ago, the truth of the matter was that someone or something constantly kept bringing them up every few hundred years. For this reason, the event known as Draconis Dai was made or “Dragon Day”, in which knights and squires of all rank would go out and hunt the evil Space Dragons of Castelle, whether they hid in the caves, mountains, or river valleys of the planet the people searched for them and killed them. This was to commemorate the death of most monsters ten thousand years ago. The monsters they fought had the name Space Dragons because the Caballye only felt they could have come from somewhere off world due to their unnatural size and strength. The funny thing was that they only seemed local to the Kingdom of Star Bright as far as the people knew but this was all speculation, that aside, everyone though got out some kind of weapon and brought it with them to fight the monsters on this joyous day. It was a funny thing though since the event’s name was translatable into the human language as “Dragon Die” which got the point of the event across anyway.
Roxsenne remembered quite well these days she watched especially one five years ago. Normally, women never allowed to participate could only participate if not enough men showed up to fight at the beginning of the event, or they all died during the event. The reason she remembered the event from five years ago was that she had almost gotten her chance to participate then. At that point and time, as a woman she had been watching the event for the last ten years in hopes they would let her join it. During this particular Draconis Dai, all the knights except three squires had ended up dead while battling a fire breathing space dragon. They soon found themselves incinerated by the beast at the edge of a tall cliff.
Once it was over for the poor squires Roxsenne was more than ready to face the challenge presented to her. Before she was able to speak however her uncle Harmut stood up first from where he was watching and ordered that his daughter Lucretia Van Err-Helden, Roxsenne’s cousin, be put into this Draconis Dai celebration as a warrior to fight the space dragons.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2013 21:27:20 GMT -5
Upon hearing this, Roxsenne was not happy in the least bit as she watched her beautiful, half-breed cousin step onto the battlefield with her bow. Her cousin was a half-breed because her mother was not a normal Caballye humanoid. She was a monster with great power yet often mistakable for Roxsenne's kind apart for her long, pointed ears. Nobody liked monsters on planet Castelle though as was clearly shown, especially her uncle, so it was clear he had something out for her by entering her in the tournament. It was not the first time he had tried to do this to her. The eighteen year old had ended up placed into prior tournaments to die yet always came out on top due to her superior hearing and archery skills. The last space dragon she had to kill had eaten everyone during a tournament five years before so when this happened King Harmut had thrown her into the fight. She escaped the last one by simply rounding up all the remaining horses and stampeding them in front of the beast while she shot it with hundreds of arrows. Yet this time around, he was almost sure she would die since it was a request of his to set her in front of the monster where the squires had previously died. Roxsenne could only sit in her seat and grip the end of it as Lucretia once again stood on the glorious battlefield that Roxsenne wished to be on sometime in her life. The blonde-haired person had always gotten the good stuff in life. Roxsenne, in the present, sighed as she pulled out the woman's photograph and remembered not too long after this day how her uncle had sent her own daughter to prison for being too strong and quite threatening to his own rule. Roxsenne felt bad for her, but she would never ever start a rebellion with her if she ever managed to return to her home. The people of her world would feel betrayed if she did. Monsters were not well like and that was the end of that, even if she did find her sister in a bad situation she knew she would need to secure her throne first then wait ten or twenty years before even attempting to reform her world. Roxsenne's fingers rubbed against the edges of her photograph and she smiled at it. Lucretia may have been a monster, but once she took her Uncle Harmut's head she would be the only family left in the Kingdom of Star Bright. Surely, if the people understood this, they would accept her better. However, Roxsenne felt she was getting ahead of herself.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2013 21:41:48 GMT -5
Her memories though flowed back to the Draconis Dai celebration on her eighteenth birthday and that made her entire body quiver with excitement. Somehow, deep within Lucretia, there was a lot of power. This power was something the philosophers, doctors, and knights all studied with eagerness for her kind, what they called Diem-Monstari, were beings of higher capability than the Caballye. The reason being was that they did not need living armor they could harness Destine in greater forms than the Caballye ever could and for this reason Diem-Monstari, or Semi-Monsters, the half breed form of Caballye and monsters on planet Castelle were even rarer than the Space Dragons.
Yet no matter what happened, Lucretia and all her kind continued to thrive and survive in secret. It was the way of monsters and their half-breed kind. The real issue being that there no central nests, hiding holes, camps, etc. existed that the Caballye could search for, locate, and destroy. Maybe though it was because men like her uncle, those with guilty pleasures, wished to keep the hiding places of these beasts and their half-breed kind secret for their own desires. They had the power to do so after all, which made Roxsenne wonder if she should take her uncle's path of hating them and keeping them in existence or killing them all. She liked her cousin Lucretia a little, she was family after all, but her society, their society, would never accept her.
That was why Roxsenne was awestruck when Lucretia fought the space dragon during the Draconis Dai of her eighteenth birthday with a great sense of vigor. She was essentially killing her own kind yet also sparing her own life at the same time. All Roxsenne could remember though, was that the details of the battle were fierce. Roxsenne knew she needed to tap into this kind of work effort though before she started her gravity training, since her last training sessions had not been as pleasant or worth it. "If she could only remember," she told herself, as she talked about herself in third person. She never really did like talking about herself in this way, but sometimes she just felt she had to when she was this filled with a desire to do something yet was unsure of what she truly wanted out of herself or her surroundings and situation.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2013 21:52:25 GMT -5
She put Lucretia's photo away in her tunic's front pocket and mentally reminded herself. "Being like Lucretia completely is a bad idea. Her power got her placed in jail. I do not want to go there. I got off lucky with some form of exile." That was as far as Roxsenne had gotten with her situation here on Earth. Her uncle had exiled, but for what reason other than to keep her throne himself, she could not contemplate.
She breathed in heavily and noticed FATE was floating in front of her looking at the back of her photo as she put it away. "I do not hate to pry into personal matters ma'am though I assumed you entered the Hall of Gods today to train. Unfortunately, my scanners have yet to pick up any physical exercise from you."
Roxsenne looked into FATE's monitor and answered, "I will I just was thinking of the past and how to train to be strong like someone I know."
"All right then, hurry up, my processors do not have all day. Even a machine needs rest."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2013 13:45:14 GMT -5
Before going to train herself Roxsenne continued perusing the memories in her head and looked back on how Lucretia had stood her ground against, a space dragon, shot two arrows into its eyes, then floated above it before shooting a beam directly into its brain. She finally cleaved its head down the center after she had exposed its brain to the elements. That said, it was a bloody mess and Roxsenne wondered if she would ever need to be that violent with her abilities to win a fight. She had yet to enter a truly difficult or real fight yet she was likely to in the near future.
She stopped letting her mind wander and ordered FATE to start the times twenty gravity training session without the training equipment. This surprised FATE but he complied quickly with her orders. As he did, he watched Roxsenne's knees buckle while she grit her teeth and kept her balance. He announced as she stood before him, "Milady there is good news for you despite the fact you refuse to use the safety equipment my Spell Book CPU offers and that is you may not need it or possibly have outgrown my current specifications for it. Currently, your training, in this dome of mine, or rather yours has increased your body weight by five percent when you trained last time. It is quite amazing and if my sensors read correctly..." he uttered as a read beam shot out and scanned her body, "...your total body weight is now one hundred forty seven pounds and possibly near the limit of the one hundred fifty pound pulling safety cables this device offers."
Roxsenne rolled her eyes as she began to punch at thin air with tightened fists, "And that means?"
"I will completely have to revise the capabilities of the gravity training facility while you are away. For now, feel free to keep training." FATE said as he floated over to a distant corner and watched her go through punches.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2013 16:20:42 GMT -5
After doing a single set of twenty-five punches, she followed through with four more sets of punches, then five sets of twenty kicks. Next, she stood on her head and stretched her body out for five minutes with a handstand. Due to the gravity, a lot of blood rushed to her head and turned her face red causing an alarm to go off in FATE’s sensors. Roxsenne would then stop after this and lie to him about it being her back, which was absolutely as a straight as a board, being the source of her pain.
She would not stop after this, for her, a Caballye these were all simple physical actions to do. For a human though, without proper training, especially in a gravity training chamber, these would like be more moderate to heavy or extremely heavy forms of training. She did not let her bother her too much though as she focused her body, as well as her mind again, and thought, “Perhaps I should train with my Squire form?”
She had yet to use it on Earth, so she decided it might be fun to use it in her training exercises. She let her blue ki encircle her as she got into a horse stance and allowed her power, her beautiful Destine, to unfold around her like a candle suddenly lit by a match. It caused the room to turn blue and she could the strain she had suffered from earlier on her back disappear. It was a good thing she had been training in lower settings of gravity for now the gravity on her body felt like it was nearly nothing even though it caused her to be three thousand, six hundred, and seventy pounds in the end. That would be one and three quarter tons, and that was without all of her equipment. Her sword, she remembered, weighed twenty pounds, her training weights twenty pounds and her armor forty pounds. All together, she would thus weight two hundred twenty seven pounds or five thousand six hundred and seven five pounds under the current gravity chamber’s settings with all her equipment. Something that she heard FATE chirp out when he uttered, “It seems I have made an error. You currently weight one hundred sixty seven pounds, but only thanks to your weights you own and have on now there are many corrections I need to make.”
Roxsenne sighed and really just wished she could train alone. The robot only seemed up to be interested in measuring her body weight and vitals. He was a boring manager and sparring partner, if she even considered him one, which she did not. Although, with his minor correction of her weighing in at one hundred sixty seven pounds it was clear why he would need to update the gravity chamber a bit. Her current, natural body weight with her training weights put her over the chamber’s safety feature limits. That said, she now realized she did not weight one and three quarter tons, but two tons, and a little more, thanks to an extra one hundred seven five pounds added in at the end. It was odd to have him buzzing around her scanning her again now with a red beam of light. She stood still and let him scan her though.
After he was done, though she got back to work knowing she weighed a lot. The math he was throwing at her was not too hard to understand, but it annoyed her she just wanted to work out so she walked over to his monitor and found that the Spell Book or gravity training processor had a mute button for its artificial intelligence. She pressed it and turned off FATE’s annoying voice. She was already sweating bullets from simple punching and kicking exercises but she could not get to real training if she did not focus without talking distractions. She honestly did not care though if she passed out while doing her workouts as long as she did not die during her training.
To continue her training she decided to do something she felt no one had ever done before in a gravity chamber, wall running. She would begin by sprinting towards the bottom of the curved dome and use her boots to run along the side of the wall only to find she was quickly falling as she ran almost a foot along the edge of it. She landed on her right arm and a searing pain rushed through it and her rib cage and leg.
“Ah!” she screamed before she dragged herself up from the floor painfully. She was not expecting the pain in the gravity chamber to be this bad. She could see FATE circling around her with the words, “Panic!” written on his monitor screen since his artificial voice was off. Yet she only smiled at him and continued to act rebelliously. She tried running at the wall sideways a second time but from the opposite direction only to find herself landing disastrously on her left side. Though the pain hurt, she tried to wall run repeatedly and did it nearly twenty times before she was properly successful. Sadly, she found that all the pain coming from her nerves almost non-existent, and when she moved her arms, they felt like dangling dead fish. Clearly, they were broken somehow yet after having done all this she continued to wall run until she had completely mastered it in her current gravity setting. Once she finished this, she found FATE acting against her will and automatically shutting off her training session. He forced her out of the chamber by slamming his metal body into her forehead and knocking her out his front door. Training in the chamber had ended for the day. He would not have a lunatic warrior girl training herself to death just to defeat her uncle in the future at some unknown point and time.
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Post by graderr on Dec 21, 2013 16:36:37 GMT -5
2510 pl
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