Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Mar 29, 2014 23:08:50 GMT -5
While Model Zero felt nothing from their proximity, the touch of her warm forehead to his simulated one, Akassa did feel a sensation run through her…anger. Regardless of who she was against the Princess had never let any physical features of an opponent distract her. In a way she was very similar to the machine she now unknowingly fought against, cold and ruthless. Even during a training session like this fight was at its roots she did not tend to hold back much, relentless in her pursuit of whatever foe she might be pitted against. Like Model Zero her sole focus was to best her opponent by any means necessary, whether it be disemboweling her or ripping her limb from limb. Winning was everything, proving her strength and superiority was the second most important goal of her military based life. The first of course was to serve her family faithfully, but that did not apply here, all she had to do was defeat the woman under and she planned to do just that.
Angling her fingers toward the woman’s abdomen Akassa couldn’t help but grin some as her talons drive into what she expected to be flesh. Regardless of Model Zero’s metal armor and “skin” the sharp gauntlets plunge into his abdomen as the expected gore spilled out around them, but that was not all that came from the four puncture wounds. Along with the blood came small sparks, confusion filling the half-saiyan’s face at the slight shocks she felt from the girls opened stomach. Curse this damn simulation, this woman was definitely not what she appeared to be, what the simulator presented to the Princess. Hissing some in frustration as the wound does not seem to affect the partially mechanical foe she now assumed she was up against Akassa attempts to shove up again. Growing weaker she needed to get out of this one’s clutches, the fighter still believing it was something to do with the girl’s hands that was draining her energy, unaware it was the connection between their foreheads.
Her breathing becoming a little heavier Akassa takes a moment, thinking she only had one option left to get away from her foe, not able to utilize much in terms of her techniques this close. Letting her body drop back down onto the other female she would give the illusion of weakness greater than what she truly felt, even if the energy drain was starting to takes its toll on her. Little did Model Zero know that he held Akassa Hattori in his hands, a woman he would no doubt remove from this Universe if he had the power. Waiting three seconds, resting on the girl and not moving Akassa then shoves up hard, her signature flaring up to slightly below her maximum 124,000 as the draining effects limits what she was able to reach.
With her true power revealed, silver aura bursting to life around her Akassa shoves off the woman and the ground as she forces herself to a sitting position, rocks tumbling off as she rises to straddle her foe. A passionate fighter in such scenarios the Princess lets out a cry to accompany the surge of power. Even if Model Zero managed to hang onto her arm and hair the half-saiyan was relieved to no longer be experiencing that draining sensation, still unsure exactly what it had been. Sitting atop the girl’s wounded stomach Akassa was not content with just having pulled free of the strange technique, no she would pay the durable woman underneath her back, tenfold. Ripping her arm free of her opponent still had it Akassa would start to send blows down into the woman’s chest and face area, pummeling her with true Hattori strength.
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Post by Man on Apr 5, 2014 15:04:12 GMT -5
The woman's clawed hand tore through the android's stomach with relative ease. A red liquid gushed out his freshly made wound, accompanied by electrical currents chirping sporadically at odd intervals. Man's blue eyes were fixed into hers; cold and callous without any emotion whatsoever. He did not appear to be affected by the woman's attack -a blow which couldn't have been any more direct. The expression of surprise and frustration on her face was the same one would expect from any other being if met with the same circumstances. Zero had seen that face many times before during his previous training sessions; sometimes it had a scar running down the right eye and ending at the cheek; it had short red hair, green skin, freckles; this time, she had long black hair, light milky skin, and dark serious eyes.
Zero's gem continued to glow, steadily absorbing the woman's energy in spite of her fingers swirling inside his guts. The android's simulated visage grinned. It seemed he had this fight in the bag. The woman, growing weak, helplessly rests her body over his. She wasn't even struggling anymore. Now, with the weakened warrior, the android could take advantage and do as he pleases. He would pommel her to no end from left to right until she could not even move. The effects of his Energy Absorption technique were marvelous. Executing it was difficult, but if he managed to pull it through, the enemy's fate would fall in his hands. It would definitely serve a valuable asset to his skills, when the time came to erradicate the saiyans from the face of this universe once and for all; however, Model Zero had not taken into account that perhaps his opponent had much more power stored inside of her.
He was in the process of his next move when the woman's skull struck up the underside of the android's chin, perhaps the most unprotected part of his body as it was void of any armor or fabric whatsoever; nothing but skin, bone, and perhaps other unidentified components wrenching to the force of her might. The jewel on Man's forhead flashed out as his head jerked back and slammed against the rocky structure containing him. 124,000. The number darted off the barrometer all so suddenly, the only thing he could see from the corner of his eyes as his head was caught by the protruding ends of the mountain side. Then, a wave of silver energy burst out of nowhere -from the woman, he presumed. The wave of energy shoved him into the wall to which he was confined and then dissolved it along with the ground below their feet.
The woman's shout reverberated off the high walls of the dark valley, causing boulders and debris to fall all around them, but those which got too close simply parted under the intense pressure of her boundless power. Somehow, Zero managed to maintain his arms fastened around hers and the other with a handful of black and silky hair held tightly in his hands; he would soon wish he didn't. In that split second, they floated in midair; as if gravity had momentarily been suspended, above the corroding ground as it caved in on itself. Around them, a small forcefield of energy and static crackles at the seams. The woman's passionate cry still rocking the mountains and the metal of Zero's head. She then reached out for the android with her free hand -the other still in Man's custody, and raised her legs to straddle over him.
Finally, gravity takes effect once more and both fighters drop to the ground. Zero's back against another rocky surface with the angry woman mounted just above his pelvis. Next, the woman rips her arm free from the android's grasp and rams her balled hands into his chest. Man's arms fall beside him, holding strands of black hair on one of them, as she slams another blow to the chest. Slowly, the ground parts below him, carving a hole in his image. Another to the face. The android's head rocks back. He was now defenseless and useless, subject to the woman's ferocious will.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Apr 6, 2014 10:35:50 GMT -5
Her power alone was enough to obliterate anything within the immediate area of two fighters, momentarily leaving the pair floating in the air. Akassa could have kept them there with her Bukujutsu, but had no reason to keep them aloft. The shout that came along with her increase in power was one of fury, Akassa not at all pleased with herself for the position she had previous been in. Had she known she was lying atop a male, android or not, she would have been even more agitated, that sort of position not one a Princess should find herself in. Any dust that had still been polluting the air from their original passage through the mountainside was blown away, the energy from the full powered Saiyaness scattering it like a strong wind.
As she rose to her knees, straddling the woman beneath her Akassa felt hair being yanked from her head. Due to the extra length of her simulated hair she wasn’t completely sure if her actual had had been ripped out or if it was only part of the simulation, either way it did not bode well for her opponent. With her other arm freed now as well the Princess starts to hammer on the woman under her. The first blow she sent in struck the woman hard in the center of the chest, a second strike quickly following. The next target was the girl’s pretty face, Akassa not holding back as her tightly balled fist slams down into her foe. With each blow she felt them sinking into the ground, the force of her strikes enough to deepen the crater they were already in.
Slowly starting to grin she send a dozen more blows down into the woman, unsure of how durable this girl might actually be, the ineffectiveness of her talons moments before making her question what her foe was actually made of. Continuing to target her head and chest Akassa viciously beats on the girl below her even though her arms had dropped off to the side. Driving one last solid right hook down across the girl’s jaw the Princess finally stops. Still straddling the woman she makes no move to get off of her yet, chest heaving a little as she looks down at her opponent. The short but ferocious beating combined with the lingering effects of whatever draining technique had been used on her had Akassa panting a little.
Anger sated and her opponent seeming conscious yet almost unresponsive the half-saiyan powers back down to the level she had been at initially. Looking at her foe Akassa’s hand reaches down to grab a hold of her jaw so she can turn the woman’s head to look the fighter in the face. The Princess was undeniably a brutal fighter and not afraid to hurt an opponent, even in a sparring session, but that did not mean she would pound away at a defeated opponent or one that wished to yield. Gripping the girls jaw tightly as she meets the woman’s eye Akassa speaks.
”Do you yield?” Keeping her tone serious she wanted the woman to understand that her answer could elicit one of two reactions from the Princess, both very different.
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Post by Man on Apr 6, 2014 14:55:02 GMT -5
BOOM! Man's entire body rattles. His being jerks uncontrollably to the every will of his merciless opponent. Each blow comes like individual nukes pounding away at his chest and face, and as soon as he'd attempt to form some kind of retaliation against her, the other fist plants him back on the ground -deeper than before. It was only a matter of time until he became thoroughly embedding into the rocky surface, which limbs were all engraved into the ground and held captive by its protruding end like that of a holding cell. And yet, the warrior woman, clad in anger and destructive desires continued to rave a thousand stars unpon him.
Zero could sense the landscape shaking below them. Countless. Endless. Consecutive little quakes spanning across the simulated battle field. The dust had dispersed due to the woman's grandiose energy. She had completely decimated all of the structures surrounding them, leaving only fragments of the mountain side which formed the dark valley; now, a thick ray of sunlight illuminated upon the pair. Zero could not see his opponent, only her silhouette moving in desperation as she raged over him like a premature Oozaru. The only thing he could see, and his eyes focused on for the duration of her onslaught, were the six red digits displayed at the corner of his scouter lenses. 124,000. He gazed at that number, waiting for it to lower as he knew that any efforts he may attempt were futile in her current state.
BOOM! The barrage finally ended after that last blow. The woman's fist came down across his jawline. His head wrung to the side, burrowing deeper into the ground. The woman's cosmic power having shattered the joints of his jaw; he couldn't answer even if he wanted to. Zero listens. Nothing was happening. All he could hear were the panting sounds of her opponent. Apparently the woman was just about to reach her limit. He could sense her body shivering slightly as she leaned in closer to grab his face. The android was forced to meet with what he thought were the woman's eyes as the sun still shined behind her, the woman was nothing but a dark figure sitting over him. Zero's eyes only saw one thing though. The numbers. They had dropped back down to a level he could manage. However, his chest had been so thoroughly beaten he could not access the cannons within. The hatch concealing them had been rendered useless and shut tightly.
Model Zero stares at the woman with a nonchalant gaze as she asked him whether he wished to continue. His stomach and chest crackled with electrical currents sparking sporadically throughout his limbs. The ground filled with red insulation liquid pouring out of his wounds. His face was beaten and bruised. His jaw shattered. His simulated lips curl up into a weak, but smug grin on the feminine face shielding his. The warrior woman was so close she might not have noticed him ripping one of his arms out of the rubble which confined it, the hand already collapsed under his wrist as he prepared his built-in cannon at point blank.
BOOM!
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Apr 6, 2014 16:39:16 GMT -5
Confident as the woman did not respond Akassa kept her face close to her foes, not seeing a response forthcoming she wondered how out of it the female might be. Holding her jaw still the Princess noticed how loose it felt, perhaps broken from one of her vicious blows, the last hook the most likely culprit. Letting out a small snort she starts to sit up, figuring the fight was done since she had received no answer, the females smirk a strange expression considering the position she was in, the simulation still hiding his true appearance. Having only started to rise back to a seated position she had failed to see Zero pull his arm free. With his hand folded down under his wrist, the imbedded cannon activates, Akassa feeling it before she heard it.
BOOM!
Pain spread across her chest and stomach as the cannon blast struck her at point blank range. Zero probably didn’t hear the groan of pain that came from her as she was launched from his lap, tossed back through the air. Stunned from the close range of the blast the Princess’ body sails through the air limply, limbs and hair trailing behind her form as it soars backwards through the air. Wind whistles past her ears while she travels through the air, her path forming an arc that begin in Zero’s lap and ends in the dirt several dozen yards away. The trajectory of her unplanned flight has her slamming down on her back before sliding several more yards and finally coming to a rest with another groan. Coughing some Akassa doesn’t move, pain still spreading across her torso as he lies there, not exactly sure what had happened still.
Akassa had learned this girl was durable…but how had she weathered those attacks and still managed some sort of counter attack? This woman was not normal, that much was evident now an Akassa would not give her a moment’s reprieve again. First though…she needed to get to her feet. Slowly she began to roll over onto her side, attempting to get over onto her stomach. Even rolling across the hard ground made her chest ache, the leather vest she had been wearing all but disintegrated to leave just the white tank top she wore underneath. The worst part about that attack was not the power it had possessed, but that she was completely unprepared for it. If her body had been ready to take such an attack she could have dealt with it much better, but she had been blindsided.
Managing to get over onto her stomach, breathing a little heavy again she starts to shove up to all fours. Only making it part way she drops back to the dirt as a spike of pain runs through her chest again. Damn that girl…the blast must have done even more damage than she originally thought. Taking a deep breath she shoves up again, putting her knees into it as she rises up to them. Once up she sits back a little, letting her rump rest on her ankles for a moment. Taking a minute she remains there, hoping that the other woman at least felt something from the beating she had taken. The girl had seemed out of it, but able to mount a counter attack so the Princess wasn’t exactly sure how quickly the girl might be on top of her.
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Post by Man on Apr 6, 2014 17:56:57 GMT -5
The blast hit brilliantly. The woman was torpedoed off yards away and she had not even noticed his arm rising up at her. Man's hand returned to its place on his wrist. The android promptly pressed his hand on the ground and slowly pushed himself out of the rubble one limb at a time. Zero grabbed the handle of his saber, which had been lying next to him and rose from the hole with little effort; perhaps his movements were a bit jagged, but he recovered quickly with no apparent distinction from before. The only difference between now and then was his battered up appearance which was frankly over-represented by the simulated woman he wore on his face. Rubble and debris fell from his shoulders and legs as he stood on his feet.
The woman was stilling struggling to get back up by the time he set his eyes on here across the battle field. Model Zero walked towards her without much hurry. As he approached he assessed his condition. His free hand reached for the jaw. His mouth was slightly open as it hung loose under his face. He thought it a nuisance, only to get in the way of his fight. His chest was also damaged quite thoroughly as he could no longer use the cannons builts beneath the hatch, and sparks continued to spurr in the wound his opponent had carved into his stomach. Zero's gaze was slanted on the woman as she stood and sat on her ankles. His eyes were dull and cold, calculating how to go about continuing the fight.
He raises his hand, leveling the barrel of his pistol at her shoulder and pulls the trigger. If she did not move, she would find that the energy bullet would tear through her shoulder with relative ease. Then, he shot a second bullet aimed at her other shoulder -and if she attempted to move, two more for each leg.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Apr 7, 2014 21:12:43 GMT -5
Resting on her knees, sitting back on her ankles Akassa let her head slump a little. As it dipped down towards her chest she looked over the damage she had taken from the blast. The destruction of her leather jacket was nothing that concerned her, the garment artificial anyway, but the scorch marks along her white tank top most likely accurately represented the look of her real top. With the sharp pain in her chest fading some the Princess takes in a deep breath, only feeling a slight twinge this time. As she lets the breath out past her full lips the scouter hanging over her left eye flashes, indicating the approach of her foe. He had only risen to his feet and begun to come towards her, not rushing her in any means so she slowly glances up. As her eyes meet the other woman’s as she fires that troublesome gun.
With her legs tucked under her she starts to move, but is not able to rise or roll fast enough as the projectile shoots towards her. The bullet plunges into her left shoulder, only remaining within her for a faction of a second before it rips out the opposite side. Hissing in pain, Akassa priding herself on how much she could take without letting out a cry, the woman’s right hand reaching up to grab at the wound. While she had not been able to dodge the first one she was able to avoid the next, knees shoving off her ground to toss her body into a roll towards her right. Hitting the dirt she tucks her good shoulder to perform a complete barrel roll so that she is on her knees once again. As more bullets came for her the Princess’ legs shove again to push herself up to her feet.
Blood running down her back and chest, the white shirt she wore quickly began to become red, the stain gradually spreading across it. Hopping to her feet Akassa starts to run, moving in a circle with her gun wielding opponent at its center. Moving quickly she struggles to stay ahead of the shots, Zero only having to pivot and fire while Akassa had to cover a much larger distance to remain ahead of the bullets. She was destined to fail, a second bullet striking her as it nicks her right thigh, another hiss coming from her as blood starts to run down her pant leg, trickling out from her shorts to flow down her bare leg. Stumbling Akassa realized the trouble she was in with the new wounds, her mobility and fighting style now hindered. Even so the half-saiyan’s pride prevents her from powering up, wanting to best this foe on an even playing field.
Feeling herself start to stumble, Akassa activates her Bukujutsu so that she can lift into the air. Doing her best to rise quickly she finds it easier to avoid any follow up shots from the girl while she was aloft, granted much more mobility now that she was off the ground. Moving farther up into the air Akassa kept her eyes on the woman, making sure to focus on avoiding attacks for the moment, needed some distance so she could safely gather herself. Silently she cursed herself for letting her guard down, the second significant mistake she had made in this fight. All Akassa had been doing lately was losing…and now she was making such poor decisions…why was she so unfocused? Lifting higher still she watches the girl below, prepared in case she chose to follow.
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Post by Man on Apr 12, 2014 23:34:35 GMT -5
The woman was agile once she got started back to her feet. Even after having suffered from the android's energy bullets ripping through the left shoulder, she continued to move swiftly and gracefully. She was almost like a machine herself considering how she coped with the pain and acted as there were nothing. Zero was starting to feel some sort of connection with his opponent. -Or, maybe not exactly. Although she was fast, she obviously felt pain and that was demonstrated all over her face; the single hand pressed against her chest was also a sign of distress. He started to wonder how similar they might be, but the blood dripping from her thighs spoke truths which could not be overlooked. She was a living being, he was not.
Man stood idle, shooting at the target. However, despite his great aim and preicision only a machine could achieve, she evaded him at every turn with pure speed and will. It was when she took flight that the game changed. In the air, she was able to evade his attacks easily as there were now three axis from which she could hover. Zero glanced at her from below, calculating his next move. Shooting more energy bullets was a pointless and fruitless effort he would no longer continue. He wondered how long it would take before she realized he could not fly. Perhaps she realized it now as he stared at her from afar with a deadpan face. He wondered what she might do once she realized it. The logical thing would be to take advantage of it and strike from the air with long-range attacks, but that would go nowhere pretty fast as he had much space to run and hide. If he knew his opponent were saiyan, then perhaps he'd know that she would pursue him under the banner of pride and fight on the ground. Regardless, he was not about to stand around letting his opponent pitty him or belittle his abilities.
The android gripped the handle of his saber, tilting it slightly as he reaffirms his grasp on it. Next, he runs over the vertical slope of the sturdy mountains tearing the sky with their high peaks. His feet at lithe and quick, leaving almost no trail behind except a few loose stones here and there but they knew where to step, when to step, and how to step along the edges as to propel himself upwards and keep the momentum going uninterrupted. He may be small, but -being half-machine, he was a lot heavier than the average person. His ability to climb walls with all that weight and doing it so nimbly and silent spoke much about his skills. Then again, those who knew what he was would maybe give the credit to his creator instead of his skills and give an intangible thing a physical name such as 'motors'.
As he got closer, Zero prepared his blade. First, he shot another energy bullet to get her startled and then he would dash off the rocky structure and into midair and a horizontal slash across the woman's stomach.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Apr 13, 2014 0:19:00 GMT -5
Floating in the air she only had to dodge several more bullets before they ceased, her foe realizing that while she was aloft it would be near impossible to hit her. Still breathing a bit heavy from her mad dash to get off the ground the Princess eyes the girl as she draws her blade, unsure what her plan was going forward. That pistol was deadly and so was the saber, but neither of them was effective at this type of range. Glaring some Akassa was growing aggravated with her opponent, the female proving to be much more resilient than many fighters she had found herself against in the past. She still had her suspicions that whatever this girl was made of was not completely organic, the sparks and her resistance to damage hinting at something more than soft flesh. Holding her wounded shoulder with her good arm Akassa waited to see what the fighter would do.
Not lifting into the air, a skill Akassa was now sure she did not possess the sword wielder dashes to the side. With quick, precise steps Zero made his way up along the mountain side, looping around it as she began to draw closer. Akassa had risen into the air in order to avoid the dangerous projectiles that were being sent in her direction, knowing she could not handle many more of those. What she hadn’t been doing was running from combat. Despite wearing the mantle of Princess she was far from what the term typically meant, first and foremost she was a warrior. As the girl started to come for her again, intent on continuing the combat Akassa was more than happy to oblige. Staying in the same spot she waits, letting her foe come to her. When the girl finally launches off the mountain side, an impressive jump lifting her high into the air Akassa was ready.
She was no calculating machine and admittedly not the smartest individual on New Vegeta, but when it came to combat the natural talent she possessed allowed her to react to such situations perfectly. Watching the girl propel herself off the mountainside, noting the angle at which she was rising as well as the speed, Akassa quickly figures out that the jump was designed so that the two fighters would meet at the apex of the leap. Snorting some she waits another second before using her Bukujutsu to jerk up higher into the air. The sudden shift in altitude brought her out of range of the horizontal slash and several feet above Zero as he passes under her. Eyes on the girl the entire time she watches as the woman starts to drop back towards the ground, the heightened gravity quickly taking affect after the momentum from the jump had been lost. Smirking some, Akassa rushes down towards the girl.
Confident the other girl could not fly she planned to use that to her advantage. With her opponent already starting to drop back towards the ground the Princess knew it would be harder for her to defend herself as she fell, not really able to alter her trajectory. Instead of just dropping towards her foe Akassa again utilizes her flight technique to move after the girl. Left leg leading the way, the leg that wasn’t injured, she planned to drive her booted foot hard into the center of the girls back. Even if she did manage to twist in the air Akassa’s tactics would not change, the only difference being her boot might connect with the female’s chest or stomach instead. If able to connect she planned to continue to press downward, looking to drive the other girl down into the ground below.
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Post by Man on Apr 13, 2014 1:26:01 GMT -5
The android propelled himself into the air with the aid of his speed and the skarlet light emitting from his dash ability. However, not surprising, he missed at his first attempt at injuring his airborne adversary. The woman needed only to hover a feet or two higher and evade him as he swung his blade sideways. Next thing he knew, Zero was freefalling towards the ground at a rapid rate with the increased gravity. His eyes drifted to the edge of his eye lens. His scouter was beeping, reporting the coordinates of his opponent as they grew closer and closer quite rapidly. His lush lips curled into a mischievous smile. She fell for it.
Although he could not fly, he was not completely vulnerable in the air. His body was built small and nimble so he could perform well both on the ground and in the air. Tucking his knees in to his voluptuous bosom, the android was able to manuever in the air and steer his body around to face his opponent. Unfortunately, he could not muster the momentum required to thrust his blade and intercept the woman's leg, but he did have a pistol in his other hand -which the woman seemed to have forgotten. Zero extends his arm, grinning at his opponent who had probably noticed the error of their ways by now as he pulled the trigger. Whether or not the bullet hit, he predicted that it would force the woman to stagger back or evade, saving him from the impending foot arched towards his chest. Otherwise, Zero was wide open for her attack.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Apr 13, 2014 17:26:59 GMT -5
Akassa saw how it was all going to happen, exactly how the next series of moves was going to play out. The Princess’ foot was aimed to drive into the very center of the woman’s back, the force of the blow no doubt causing her to arch as the pair fell towards the ground. Planning on using her bukujutsu to further hasten their decent she could already feel the tremor in her leg as the girl’s body struck the stone. The earth below them was bound to crack and split as they hit, more than enough force behind them to sunder the ground as they struck. Of course this woman was going to take the brunt of the impact, Akassa only feeling a strain in her leg as she shoved her foe harder into the dirt. She did not plan to stop there, not with how resistant this girl had proven to be so far. No, Akassa planned to then break both of her arms this time to ensure that she would not be drawing either weapon in the future. Maybe after she lost the use of her arms and possibly her legs she might yield.
This had been the Princess’ plan as her counter attack began, but it never came to be. For all her battle prowess Akassa had the tendency to be a hasty fighter, quick to rush in and attack with her own confidence in her ability clouding her judgment in terms of what counter attack might be aimed at her. As she dropped towards her foe, left leg aimed for the center of her back, the girl turned. Already in her hand was the pistol. Not able to stop her momentum completely as the girl fires Akassa attempts to pull up, moving up and to the side as she looks to remove herself from the path of the bullet. Despite her commendable speed the half-saiyan was not able get out of the way, Zero only needing to turn and fire. The much simpler action was far quicker, the shot aimed in her direction. Before she had only let out a hiss when the bullet had gone through her shoulder, but she lets out a deep groan this time as it strikes her in the gut. The stomach was not the most lethal place to take a bullet, yet it was one of the most painful. Not able to block out the pain completely Akassa clutches as her stomach with her good arm.
Unlike before the projectile remained inside of her, not ripping out her back as the first one had. While this slowed the bleeding slightly it also made the injury that much more painful. Having lost her focus some Akassa began to drop towards the ground, slamming down hard on her back with another groan. A small dust cloud sprang to life around her body as she hit, but beyond that there was not much movement initially. Clutching at her belly the Princess starts to roll over, looking to get over onto her stomach so she might get to her knees. Never one to give up, her pride not allowing it, she makes it to her stomach to take another breath. Still in the middle of a fight she knew her opponent could be on top of her at any moment…she needed to get to her feet.
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Post by Man on Apr 22, 2014 21:51:58 GMT -5
Satisfied, Man grins. His arms and legs spread out even, he glides down to solid ground observing the woman fall on her back. His energy bullet was spot on. The woman groveled with pain and distress, a sensation Man was unfamiliar with. He stared at her, curious eyes and a tilt of the head, he rotates in the air before leisurely landing on his feet. He was in no hurry or rush, he knew he was in control of the fight. The woman had two sharp wounds: one on her shoulder and the other on her stomach. Zero was also injured, but he remained unhindered by the sensations mortals possessed. He could not feel the hole in his stomach or the sparks of electricity burning his fleash and skin, the bruises from all the blows he endured to the face, or the countless bruises encompassing his torn clothes and chipped armor pieces. Furthermore, unlike her, he did not possess a timer clicking backwards. It was only a matter of time before his opponent runs out of stamina and suffers from extensive bloodloss. It did not matter if she powered up again like beforr, soon enough she would not even have the strength to lift her head and look at the face of her shame.
The android was walking towards her when she finally managed to get on her stomach. She was a tough one, that's for sure. One would think he was fighting himself. Then, a moment of irony as he approached her, the android finally spoke for the first time in their fight, and he chose the exact same words she had told him only moments ago. "Do you yield?"
Man flashed his saber to the side. He adjusted its angle so the sharp side was facing towards and the tip away from both of them, to the right. Given a few seconds to answer, Zero would take her silence as a negative and continue to pursue his victim.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
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Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
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Posts: 1,151
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Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Apr 23, 2014 17:26:54 GMT -5
With Akassa on her stomach now blood dripped to the ground under her to mix with the dirt, the two bullets she had taken opening her up on the shoulder and now in the stomach. The white tank top the simulation chose for her outfit was mostly red in the front now, the thin material sticking to her chest and stomach. Her abdomen throbbed, the muscles in her belly twitching occasionally as the bullet was still lodged within her. The only upside to the more recent wound was the projectile stemmed the flow of blood, the blood loss much more gradual than it might have been otherwise. Groaning she props herself up on the one good elbow, her other arm useless with the loss of movement in her shoulder. Scouter beeping as it warned her the other woman was drawing closer Akassa knew she needed to act, another bullet or stab from that saber was soon going to come her way. What she had not anticipated was for the weapons to be proceeded by words.
Yield? Ridiculous, the Princess of New Vegeta wasnt going to throw in the towel against any foe. The only reason the fight had taken this turn was because she had allowed it! If Akassa was at full power from the beginning this spar wouldn't have been anything but a one sided beating. Growling some at the insulting question, one she seemed to forget she had just asked herself, the Princess unleashes her full power, rising up to her knees. Her silver aura burst back to life as she does, but a wave of pain follows it as the increased stress hits her weakened body. Groaning out her aura flickers then disappears as she powers back down. Panting a little she allows her head to droop, slumping back down so her rump sat on her ankles. Slowly her right arm rises, palm facing the other girl, requesting that they stop...at least that was the common meaning of the gesture.
Instead of yielding Akassa attacked, a pyschokinetic wave of invisible energy rippling out from her hand. Her body was getting tired, there was no denying that, but her mind was still as sharp as ever and that is where this technique originated from. A wall of force would hit Zero, enough power to hopefully take the unsuspecting android right off of his feet. The half-saiyan wasn't done there though, wanting to actually do some damage to her foe as the push was not meant to hurt, but to set up a second attack. If the girl flew backwards Akassa would clench her hand and pull, an invisible hand of physcokinetic energy grabbing the girl's pistol and yanking it free of its holster. With a thought the Princess pulls the gun back to her, catching it in her outstretched hand. Grinning now Akassa pulls the trigger, the barrel of the gun aimed for her opponents center mass.
Bang!
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Post by Man on Apr 30, 2014 11:00:48 GMT -5
The android continues to approach his opponent. His long golden hair and his small red jacket flutter in the wind; however, to her eyes –his adversary- he was a female with black hair, wearing black trousers and a jacket. Sapphire blue, a cold gaze over the woman lying flat on the ground, he did not hurry for his analytical mind had already determined she was much too weak to continue. Every move calculated to the smallest detail, he did not falter even after her spike in power. The woman, lifting herself up on her knees, did not threaten him in slightest for he knew it would be shortly lived. Soon after, his opponent lay on her ankles, staring helplessly as he approached her.
Man sharped his blue plasma blade next to him; a quick slice in the air, preparing for the next attack. The woman was much too proud for her own good, she’s lucky this is only a sparring session else her life might be taken. –Then again, he thought, it only came to this because it’s a sparring session. Man was no fool. He knew he stood no chance against her, if only she would have fought full power from the start, he wouldn’t have lasted a millisecond. Regardless, a battle was more than just the clash of two powers; it was a battle between the mind and wits. If a fighter would allow oneself to be swayed and tricked by their opponent -to the point that, he who would normally stand no chance, wins- then that makes them all the less effective. It’s a similar concept when compared to learning a technique but never using it, or being incapable of using it.
Suddenly, the woman’s arm rose and the android halt just several feet away. Although new to the world, Zero was familiar with a few hand gestures such as this one. The woman was battered and beaten; she threw in the white flag and withdrew from the fight. –Or so he thought. Little did Man know she was actually preparing an attack similar to what Conri had used on him before, a technique he was not able to detect through sight or scouter; moments later he felt struck by an invisible force that swiped him off his feet and ricocheting back from whence he came. At first, he was confused, but having experienced it before he was quick to turn in the air and catch himself.
On the other hand, Zero would have never expected to witness his pistol release itself from its holster and fly into the woman’s hands. Shock and baffled, he stared –she grinned. Never before had anyone managed to use his own weapons against him. His saber would deactivate immediately after it was no longer in his possession, but his pistol was another story. The energy bullet struck like lightning, tearing through the android’s left shoulder. He jerked back and stumbled to his knees while holding onto the wound with his other hand –still holding the sword. Zero fringed his eyebrows into a grimace. Mph! Electricity crackles over his shoulder as red liquid seep out of the wound. With the cannon on his chest jammed, his stomach churning and a fresh and newly carved hole through his shoulder, Zero’s performance would suffer considerably.
The android struggle to push himself back on his feet; resolved she would continue to fight; he would no longer walk idly. Man lunged after her with blade in hand and ready to strike as he approached at an alarming rate.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on May 5, 2014 20:34:28 GMT -5
Akassa hated guns, the Hattori preferred close combat above all else and did not like the idea of using tools such as this for combat. Firearms were a coward’s weapon in her opinion, letting a piece of equipment do your work for you. If she was to kill someone it was going to be with her own hands, not hiding behind some weapon.
The weapon felt foreign in her hand, her good arm outstretched as she catches the gun deftly as it soars back to her. Even when she had it fully in her grip it still felt…off. Tightening her hold on the hilt of the pistol Akassa had little practice with any sort of firearm, the only thing she was used to firing was the Ki that she often shot forth from her own body. Squinting one eye to better see down the barrel of the gun she saw the girl was already getting her feet back under her after the surprise push. It was no matter; Akassa had only wanted to disorient her foe for a short moment with the hopes that she got her hands on the pistol. Confident enough with her aim the Princess pulls the trigger, her strong arm easily handling the recoil as energy bullet rips free of the muzzle, rocketing towards its owner.
The projectile struck home as it ripped right through the girl’s shoulder similar to how it had her own. For the first real time in the fight Akassa heard a grunt come from her foe, some reaction to the pain as the bullet created a pathway right through the woman’s body. The shot took her opponent to her knees, hand reaching up to clutch at the wound in the same manner that the Princess had moments before. Grinning all the more Akassa knew the sting of that weapon, knew the burning sensation that the other girl was feeling at this very moment…and she was going to feel it again. Like Zero she had no plans of holding back until one of them did not have the strength to continue. It was a spar, but Akassa took every fight she was in seriously and was unafraid to hurt herself or her foe to win the bought.
As the trigger was pulled a second time and then a third the girl came right towards her. The Princess didn’t aim beyond attempting to target the woman’s torso, picking the biggest target she could to compensate for her poor accuracy. A more skilled shooter would have aimed for the sword wielding arm of the girl or perhaps even her legs to take away her movement, but Akassa shot for what she thought she was going to be able to hit. As for any attack that might come should Zero make it to her, Akassa couldn’t really move, wounded and tired. Blood continued run from the hole in her shoulder, the gash across her thigh also bleeding as warm blood running down her smooth leg. The shot she had most recently taken in the stomach was the worst though, any major movement of her body sending waves of pain through her entire core. Her goal and hope was to drop the girl before she was able to strike with her blade, knowing after the first shot connected that the girl was tough, but not immune to pain.
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