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Post by Conri Lane on Aug 29, 2014 20:58:14 GMT -5
His feet connected just barely as he almost didn't feel the feedback from the strike, but Ninjin moved back just like he had planned, which gave him a bit of breathing room. Loosening his stance a bit to let his body relax for the few seconds that it had earned for itself, listening to the question and he had to think about the original reason that he did join it. While it hadn't been that long ago, but he had to make sure he articulated it well enough.
"I wanted to send a message, and throw myself against the strongest around to see just how strong I had become myself," that was the simplest way that he could explain things. It probably wasn't that good of an answer, but if he wanted specifics that was fine, it was probably a better way for him to answer. Unless Ninjin was fine with what he had already given him, in which case he would just leave it at that for now. With that Conri would be able to ask his question now, and needed to really figure out the right wording for it, without having it backfire on him. Plus he didn't really want Ninjin coming at him in anger if it came to that. Well, at least that would have been the case, but there was another problem altogether with the question that he had wanted to ask his friend.
"Well, this is awkward, I've actually forgotten what it was that I wanted to ask," he rubbed the back of his head, it was weird that he had managed to somehow forget the question. He would likely chalk it up to all the blows to the head that he had taken, a lot of people seemed to like punching at his head, he would have to do something about that too. Well now he had to think of a new question, but that brought up a question itself, what was he going to ask about now? "I suppose for now, I'll just ask this; what are your plans for the future?" it was probably a strange question in itself, but he wanted to know what the prince wanted to do should he become King or if he were to take a different path.
When Ninjin came rushing at him, and threw the left backhanded attack, Conri brought up his arms in a cross guard to block it. However, the sheer force had shifted him so that he was now left open to the kick, which sent the Half-Saiyan bouncing back across the floor. With a groan, he lifted himself back up in order to try preventing an additional follow up, and instead focused his mind to fire a bolt of lightning at Ninjin. They had been fighting for a while, and the fact that they had taken each others hits pretty much without interruption, it was starting to wear on Conri a bit. So, he tried to create a little gap of time to try recovering from all those hits.
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Aug 31, 2014 22:04:04 GMT -5
The future... That was a loaded question. Ninjin had no idea what the future might hold for him, other than that one day he would be crowned king of the saiyan people, and that he would continue to lead the Iblisian people. The former the champion already knew, and the latter the prince had no desire to communicate to his friend, at least not at the current moment. Who knew who had ears where in the palace, and that was one fact that he had no desire for anyone else in the royal family to know about. Still take those two things away and what else did Ninjin have planned?
It was actually a sobering question. He had no great love to speak of at the moment, no children to bear his name... So perhaps that is what he would have to do. It made sense that the lineage would continue through him. He doubted Conri would want to hear about his plans to find a suitable woman who would become the next queen. Though maybe that would interest the fighter? Ninjin in his past had been one to kiss and tell, though perhaps gloat would be a better word then tell. Since his transformation since the tournament he certainly had had his share of female attention, though to say that he felt one of them could be queen was another matter entirely.
So what else was there for his future? Eradicate the church. A voice whispered it in the back of his head. Yes... there was that. It was not that he wanted to kill all members of the church, but cut off the head and the body will die. If he could take out the leaders, perhaps the religion would die away entirely, and if not entirely, then perhaps enough that they would no longer bother the Saiyan people, and they could live in peace.
"I plan to put an end to the Universal Church of One so that my people, and all of those targeted by their particular brand of villainy can live in peace. I also hope to find a suitable woman to be my queen and bare my children. And eventually become king of the Saiyan people, and lead us into a golden age of prosperity."
Like the expert he was Conri blocked the backhanded blow, though the king had been unusual enough to get by his guard and send him bouncing to the floor. Groaning the champion was quickly back to his feet to prevent the prince from immediately following up. The trained eyes of the prince could see that Conri was feeling the effects of their spar, and so too was the prince. A bolt of lighting streaked across the sky towards the prince. The hair stood up on the back of his neck as the bolt ripped across the upper part of his right arm, just under the shoulder. The smell of burnt flesh filled the nose of the prince. The pain was surprisingly absent, but a new raised scar that looked like a branch and leaves took the place of any cut or wound. Ninjin looked from it to the champion.
"Ow." He said, when the pain finally came. To put his friend at ease though he smiled.
"Whilst I regain the feeling back in my arm, tell my more about this organization of yours Conri. What is it you plan to do exactly?"
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Conri Lane
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Post by Conri Lane on Sept 3, 2014 17:20:11 GMT -5
There were many things that could happen in the future, even things that could change the plans, so the best thing was to make sure that you had extra plans. Though he figured that he and Ninjin shared a common goal for the future as well, given what his first answer to the question was something that Conri himself was aiming toward. Although, they would likely be going at it from different angles, especially considering that they likely weren't weak enemies. Which meant that he had to make them lower their guard, one way or another, he had ideas on how to do this but they were all situational as well. If he was to actually come across them, he would more than likely have to wing it, but that was fine he enjoyed coming up with plans on the fly as well.
When he continued the champion of the tournament nodded his head, understanding what his goals were as well, and when the lightning had caught the prince's arm it seemed to make him pause for a moment with what he was doing. The searing heat of the electricity was something that few realized how bad it was, the only reason Conri was aware was he used his own attacks on himself when training sometimes. It was a way to build up resistances to his abilities on the off chance someone managed to throw them back at him. Ninjin was handling it rather well though, of course the bolt hadn't struck him dead on either which might account for that.
Then the prince asked him about what his own group planned to do, "That's simple enough to answer. I plan to have my group promote peace for everyone throughout the universe. I plan to build outposts in different locations with someone I trust completely to lead them, and anyone who finds themselves in trouble can contact us. A squad will be sent to investigate and if they find evidence that supports the claim they will intervene. It can be as small as bandits attacking a village or as large as interplanetary warfare. Granted, we will try for peaceful solutions first, however, if that fails then we will have to do things differently." He hoped that made sense, it sounded more clear in his mind, but he wasn't exactly the greatest when it came to explaining himself.
Returning to his stance he would wait for Ninjin to ready himself as well, though he was also trying to think of another question to ask his friend. It was difficult to think of appropriate ones, given the way Akassa had reacted to the one he asked. Still, he would need a bit of time before figuring out another question to ask.
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 4, 2014 15:54:00 GMT -5
The group as Conri described it sounded to Ninjin like some sort of galactic police squad. In truth Ninjin was both for and against the idea. His Saiyan pride dictated that no one should police the Saiyans but their royalty and elite, but his logical mind understood that they could be corrupt... Still he didn't know how he felt on the matter. Keeping peace in the galaxy was one thing, but a police force? Who then decided the laws? Was there to be a galactic council made up to oversee this police force? Or was Conri the one who decided what was right and wrong? Wasn't that too much power for one person? That may be hypocritical of a future king to say, but Ninjin only had to worry about one people, what Conri was proposing was galactic. The whole idea of it began to make Ninjin's head hurt, but then again he supposed that could be the repeated blows he had taken.
His arm was on fire from where Conri had struck him with lighting, his mouth was still sore from uppercutting himself due to the gravity, his ribs were aching and trobbing with a dull pain due to the many body blows and kicks Conri had been successfully able to land, specfically the kick to the ribs in the beginning of the fight, and the blow to the ribs whilst he was in his Red Tornado. His forearms had stopped bleeding from Conri's cut attack, but there was dried blood all over his forearms and the wounds still stung as if they were fresh. His chin and jaw were swollen and ached from the haymaker his friend had hit him with, his own life force thrown behind the punch. His chin was missing skin from the tip of it, taken off by the edge of Mouse's boot. There was no way the prince didn't have a concussion, probably from that blow to the head with Conri's life force. The prince had used much of his own energy in the battle thus far, and some of that had been blood magic, it in another way all together draining. Their beam struggle had been draining on him, and no doubt too on the galactic champion. His breathing was heavy and ragged and his stance sagged to show the strain on his body. No doubt their spar was coming to a close, the prince's head felt as if it was stuffed with cotton, and perhaps mercifully the only thing keeping the rest of the pain away was his concussion. Still the prince was not going down without a fight.
"You're just as good as ever. What I wouldn't give for even a dozen soldiers as good as you." He said it with a smile before leaping back towards the champion. Despite the pain, despite the aching, it felt good to be sparring with someone Ninjin could consider his friend. It was an occurrence that did not occur often in his life, at least not until recently. The prince would throw a backhand with his left towards Conri's head, his right following up in a haymaker quickly behind it.
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Conri Lane
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Post by Conri Lane on Sept 6, 2014 22:07:54 GMT -5
Before his organization truly started he would probably have to find someone that was good with words to explain what exactly it was he aimed to accomplish. Although, who knew, maybe at some point his goals would change and the organization would take a turn into something completely new. He was always open to all the possibilities that might cross his mind as he moved forward through his life, he would just decide things when they time came, after all he was the one that controlled his future. Although, he still needed a bigger ship first, his current one just wasn't the right size for something that was to be leading a group with him at the helm. It wasn't necessary to dwell on it too much, because he would work things out when the time came.
With all the blows they had exchanged it was hard to keep track of just how much damage he had taken so far, as there was just pain through his entire being. He wondered how much longer they could both go for, would it be the end of their spar soon or would they both continue to push on like the stubborn Saiyans they were. With all the hits he had taken he was surprised that he was still standing now, but then again he supposed the same could be said about Ninjin. If the two of them ever had to fight seriously, he worried about everything around them, because they had yet to truly unleash their other attacks. The majority of this fight had been purely physical, if it came to life or death, the two of them could probably cause some serious damage. He doubted it would ever come to that though, it was only people that pissed them both off that would have to worry about that scenario. The comment from Ninjin caused a chuckle from the Half-Saiyan, it was an interesting notion, but one that could likely be bad as well.
"I dunno, I can be a sneaky bastard at times with my tactics, could turn bad. Cloning wouldn't work cause then they would have my general disregard for taking orders, so that's bad too," he joked with his friend. Seeing that he was using both his hands this time and Conri was going to respond with something he hadn't used for a while either. When the backhand hit, the blue-haired Saiyan held is ground, digging in as much as possible and gritting his teeth through the pain, as he threw a cross counter for the haymaker. Whether it worked or not would be up to luck. (feel free to have it not work =p)
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 7, 2014 16:46:46 GMT -5
Sneaky Bastard.
The words floated about above Ninjin's head like little dancing stars. Why in the world did his head feel like this? He looked about but couldn't find Conri anywhere in the room. Head pounding and ears ringing the prince struggled to remember what had happened. They had been sparring, and he had just thrown two punches one right after another, one a backhand and one a haymaker. The backhand connected, of that he could be sure, the aching of his knuckles assured him of that, but the haymaker? No that had been countered... Conri wasn't anywhere in the room that Ninjin could see, because Ninjin was looking at the ceiling.
"You are... A sneaky bastard." The prince panted through the pain and exhaustion. It appeared as though Conri had been the victor of their bout once again, the cross having found it's home square on the prince's jaw. Had this been the start of the match, a blow like that likely would have been shrugged off by the tough Saiyan, but the two had been brutal to each other, and Conri's tricks had once again bested the prince's more straightforward aggression.
Still Ninjin couldn't help but smile, he had lost to Conri before, and losing to the galactic champion was nothing to feel shame at. The blue haired Saiyan always brought out the best in the prince, and he was glad to count him as an ally. The amount of destruction that would be caused were the two to really let loose and fight each other to the death... that was a thought that made the prince all the more glad to call the blue haired Saiyan a friend. With body feeling as though it was on fire the prince sat up, his muscles straining to keep himself upright. He cocked his head towards where his friend was.
"What are your plans for the immediate future, What will you do now?" For the prince the answer was simple. He was just glad to be back on New Vegeta and back among his people.
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Post by Conri Lane on Sept 8, 2014 15:42:45 GMT -5
Through sheer luck the counter had managed to catch the prince of the Saiyans, knocking him to the ground as the hit reverberated through the Half-Saiyan's fist. Falling backwards onto the ground himself shortly after that, the room spinning a bit from that backhand, just adding onto the damage that had been built up through their spar. Then he heard the words from his friends mouth and chuckled at them, "I told ya, it wouldn't be that great to have a dozen people like me with that, plus you know the value goes down the more there are too." A light grin at his little joke, but it was hard to not feel the pain slowly washing over his body. This was a tough battle, especially since they both simply went with straightforward attacks for the majority of it. Conri wouldn't be surprised if he had a concussion himself, but right now everything was just a thrumming of pain.
Though he couldn't say that it hadn't been cut close again with this win, it seemed the prince was not one to cut him any slack even in a spar. Which he could appreciate honestly, it kept him on his toes more and prepared him for fights with a bit more severity behind them. After getting smacked around by a physical brute like Ninjin anyone elses punches would seem like feather taps in comparison, definitely a good thing to be coming out of this little training session with. The concussion and pain not so much, but he could live with those as a means to prove he could take what he gave. Then he was asked the question of what his immediate future plans were, which at this point there wasn't a whole lot left for him to get taken care of now.
"Well, since I've already met with Tsuyo, talked with then gave flowers to Akassa, then tried to look for Azazel's sister but instead met a sword master instead. I suppose I'll just train or something until I need to head out for the mission I was asked to accomplish. Not really sure what else I can do really," he scratched his cheek trying to think of what else he could do. There wasn't a whole lot that he could think of since he had set plans for after the mission, but anything after wasn't the immediate future to him. Granted, those plans could only happen if nothing went wrong on the mission, but he supposed he would just see what happened and what he could do about it when it came time.
"What about you?" he figured it was only fair to hear what the immediate future held for his friend as well.
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 8, 2014 17:21:46 GMT -5
The prince's face broke out into a grin.
"I'm just glad to be home." As he said it he let his body sink back into the floor, laying down took away some of the pain in some areas, heightened in others, but it was worth it to rest the majority of his aching muscles. Conri's activities whilst on New Vegeta elicited a chuckle from the tired Saiyan. Flowers? For Akassa? Did his sister perhaps have an interested suitor? He had never really thought about Akassa being a person others could be interested in, though it made perfect sense. She was a Hattori after all. Still the champion had been busy during his time on New Vegeta it seemed. He let the note of giving his sister flowers slide. It was not the prince's place, anything that happened between Conri and Akassa was up to them. The blue haired half-Saiyan would make a fine brother-in-law though.
"You're welcome to have your run of the palace during your stay here, I will alert the guards and tell them you have general access. It shouldn't be too hard for them to figure out, I'll just tell them You're the blue haired one that won the galactic tournament." He added the last bit with a smile, a gentle rib at the intellect of those who served under him.
"As well you're welcome to borrow that book." He indicated with a twitch of his head the book he had had with him when they had started their brutal contest. It contained knowledge of the workings of the Universal Church of One, though less then the prince was hoping for. It was frustratingly hard to find information on them in the Saiyan library, but perhaps that was on purpose.
"I can't wait to see what happens next time." The prince indicated to his friend with a smile, then the gentle sound of snoring could be heard in the training room. After a time two attendants would gather the exhausted prince up and deposit him in a healing tank, where he would remain until his injuries were healed. That was unless the champion decided to wake him for any reason.
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Conri Lane
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Post by Conri Lane on Sept 9, 2014 10:16:56 GMT -5
He chuckled at the answer his friend gave him, granted he could understand that feeling, although for him it was more relate-able to Earth where he had grown up. It was where the two most drastic changes of his life occurred as well, which could be seen as both good and bad he supposed. Though he supposed that there were some things here that did make him feel a bit more at ease with the whole thing, and he couldn't complain. Not to mention this trip had benefited him in a number of ways, so a second trip wasn't entirely out of the question either. Then the Prince added even more for him to enjoy while he stayed on New Vegeta, which he wouldn't be rude and just dismiss.
"I appreciate it, and I'm sure they'll know who I am just from my hair. I seem to be a rare one with just this color," he laughed. There were very few times that he could actually hide his identity from others due to his hair, but it was also one of the most unique things about him. Still, he appreciated the offer from his friend to make use of the palace while he was on the moon, it meant he had a bit more resources at his disposal in the long run.
"Thank you," it was all he would say for the book, it was something that would give him some information on his enemies. He needed to learn as much about them as he could so that when he did run into them he would have a dangerous weapon to use against them. He would also need to check through Earth records about the Church to see if they had any information as well. These were people he wanted to make sure he could take down no matter what.
"Heh, yeah, I can't wait either," then the air was filled with a snoring sound from the Prince's direction and Conri could only chuckle. He'd let his friend get his rest, waving to the two people that came to get him and carry him back. Which left the Blue-haired Saiyan to get some rest himself, shutting down the gravity as he left the room hitting the lights as well. (PL please! Heavy weights are on! Pretty sure this is the end, unless I misread, lemme know if I did xD)
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 9, 2014 10:43:26 GMT -5
Another wonderful thread Conri! Pl for me too please. Heavy weights on.
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Post by graderr on Sept 9, 2014 20:48:06 GMT -5
Ninjin 5157 PL awarded
Conri 6727 PL awarded
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 14, 2014 11:06:27 GMT -5
[New Technique-
Red Tornado- With his ki infused fists and blood gauntlets activated Ninjin spins himself in a circled until he becomes a swirl of red, then using his bukujutsu he lifts himself slightly off the ground allowing the spinning tornado to move slowly. If one of his spinning fists makes contact with an opponent the combined momentum, ki infused fists, and blood gauntlets packs quite a punch. Whilst in the Red Tornado Ninjin is left vulnerable to ki based attacks as he must concentrate to keep his spinning momentum. Though the tornado does not cause Ninjin to feel dizzy or disoriented after should the move go according to plan, should he be knocked out of it those effects would take place. ]
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Post by Lord Zasham on Sept 14, 2014 14:14:43 GMT -5
Technique approved.
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