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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2014 10:51:40 GMT -5
Through the portholes the stars and distant galaxies wiz by. The ship you follow leads you deeper into space and your destination remains unknown, but it draws near. With an unknown time left before you arrive there is only one thing that needs to be done...prepare.
(It will take some time for the ship to reach the home of the Universal Church of One so this thread is pretty much open for you two to train or do as you wish.)
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Post by Celeh on Jun 14, 2014 13:37:27 GMT -5
Celeh sat in the kitchen of the ship, chewing on some prepared meat as she hadn't eaten in several hours. She sighed and her mind traced back through the events of the last few minutes before her departure. Did she make the right decision in telling Akassa how she felt about the whole situation? Was it wise to speak out in such a way when three royals were conversating around her? She didn't have the luxury of taking the time to determine this when it had happened, and so now she was left wondering if Akassa would forgive her or punch her teeth in the next time they met. In all honesty Celeh hadn't said anything out of disrespect. If she had time, she'd have addressed them all in a much more proper manner. But time didn't allow her the ability to make pleasantries as she spoke, and so her rushed words probably caused a bit of a stir of frustration in the Princess.
She swallowed down the last bite of the jerky slice she'd been chewing on and sipped some water. She hoped Ninjin would come and talk to her, but right now she didn't want to force a conversation on him. He may need time to think, and their trip would merit him at least a little bit of time for that. She didn't know how long the trip to the Church's home world would take, but she assumed it wouldn't be a short trip to Earth.
The other big thing on her mind right now was the assassin they were chasing. When they arrived on the home planet of the Church, she wanted a rematch with him. But to tip the scales in her favor she'd need a new attack. The soldier wracked her brain trying to think of what his weaknesses were...did Namekian's have a weakness she could capitalize on to help her win the fight? Maybe Ninjin would know...he had fought the church before, so maybe he'd fought that assassin before, too?
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jun 14, 2014 20:30:49 GMT -5
The steady hum from the ships engine was all that kept Ninjin company in the bowels of the ship. He had left the company of the pilot and Celeh in order to clear his mind. There was more riding on him, more pressure on him, than any situation or anything he had ever experienced before. How did they expect him to blow up a planet. To kill everyone on it. Men. Women. Children… They were all servants of the Universal Church of One, all followers in their beliefs. But were the children really followers? Could they make their own decisions in order to hate? Or was it the sins of the parents falling to the children? Was that a call that Ninjin could make.
Endou and Lilliana had sent them off. The plan had been for Endou to join them, but their mission required them to travel light, and so it would only be Celeh and Ninjin, as well as a pilot. There was sadness in Ninjin’s eyes when he took one long last look at both women. There was so much that needed to be said. Endou had been the first to speak.
“Good luck.” It seemed like the appropriate thing to say, but between two people that shared a child together it left much to be desired. Lilliana looked like she felt out of place between the two. Ninjin wondered if she knew. He hadn’t had the time to tell her yet.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t like… help?” The implication was that Ninjin could call to bear the full might, though small it was, of the Iblisians against the church. It was a most tempting offer, but there would be no need. The mission was clear, and simple. It did not require the might of an army, it required only one person. Him. With much reluctance he shook his head. No. This would be done the Saiyan way. He turned, but caught himself.
“I… I won’t be coming back from this.” The words hurt to say, but they felt honest. It was true. There would be no coming back from this at all. Alive or dead, the person who returned would be a different Ninjin. Either he would have killed millions of potentially innocent lives or he would have disobeyed orders and not blown up the planet. One left him a murderer, the other left him a pariah and unable to live with his family, with his people. As well it left him still with the problem of the Universal Church of One.
Only one thing seemed to make sense to Ninjin. One could not exist with the other alive. Not peacefully. Not without fighting for an eternity. So they would die together. He wasn’t coming back. Whatever happened…
A clang brought his thoughts back to the real world. It nearly made him jump out of his skin, but it was just a tool that he had knocked off of the bench next to him. To say he was a powder keg would be putting it mildly. Dammit he was hungry. It was time to check the galley. And then find Celeh. Perhaps whilst he was at it he could get her to calm him down. Celeh always seemed to have a level head, despite the situations around her.
Endou stared at him as the ships doors hissed shut. Her eyes asked so many questions. What of Azuki? What of their child? This would save him, but at the cost of his father…? Lilliana’s eyes too asked questions, but hers were different. What of their people? What of the Iblisian’s
She had her back to him as he entered and she seemed to be working on eating something.
“Hey.” It felt like a lame thing to say, but it was all he could think of. Here and now they were equals. There was a high chance they would die together, it was the least he could do to treat her like an equal.
“How… how are you taking this?”
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Post by Celeh on Jun 15, 2014 4:40:10 GMT -5
Celeh sat for what felt like an eternity, though it was only a few minutes. She glanced up as that familiar voice broke the silence. She didn't respond at first, and his next words came in the form of a question. She looked out at the window in the kitchen area of the ship at the void of space. Her face had a blank expression, "I don't know. Part of me doesn't want to think about what sort of trap we may be falling right into...or what setup they'll have for us when we arrive. It's hard to say if they know we're following the assassin or not." She paused and took a breath sitting upright and looking over at Ninjin now. Her face took on a serious, determined expression, "But I do have one goal. I want to defeat that assassin. As far as I know, he's the only surviving member of the attack on our home. He's also given me quite a few reasons to want to crush him in one on one combat.
She stood up and let her arms hang at her side, tail flicking about behind her in anxiousness. "One way or another, I'm going to fight him again. If we can eliminate him on arrival he won't be able to alert anyone to our presence. The only issue is, he was stronger than me when your brother and I fought him before. And he may still be. I don't know if my strength has increased enough to level the playing field. I need an ace, but I don't know his weaknesses or the weaknesses of the Namekian race. I wanted to ask you about that, Prince Ninjin. Do you know anything worthy of note about Namekians that I might be able to use in devising a new technique to face him with? If not, I'll just work toward leveling the playing field instead. I'm sure it wouldn't hurt to "
Celeh scratched the back of her neck and her tail coiled around her waist, "Either way, I think we both could use a good spar. Something to work off some stress so we aren't stiff for the upcoming battles."
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jun 20, 2014 13:50:54 GMT -5
“Knowing the church it’s highly possible that they know we’re tracking this assassin of theirs. We very well might be walking into a trap…” Ninjin didn’t know what else to say on that. It was true, but they were both strong. Perhaps they wouldn’t be coming back from this though… The thought hung in the back of the prince’s mind like a shadow. Either way there would be no coming back from this. Even were it not a trap, how could he live with himself if he had killed that many?
Celeh’s talk then turned to determination of crushing the assassin they were following. Though Ninjin admired her warrior’s spirit, she was losing sight of the goal. The goal was to kill every being on the planet. There would be no time for one-on-one combats. If this assassin was still injured then Ninjin would have no problem putting him down quickly, and even if he wasn’t if his power was still what it was on New Vegeta, the outcome would be the same.
“Though I admire the attitude I doubtfully think that we’ll have the time for a drawn out fight. When we land we need to kill anything in the area quickly and then I get to work channeling my energies in an attempt to unleash them in some way as to destroy an entire planet. If the assassin is in the area, he needs to be dealt with as quickly as anything else we find. That being said I haven’t encountered too many Namekians to know anything of note about them, I have heard rumors that they have sensitive ears, but that was secondhand. Still might be a road to consider.”
Ninjin smiled when she offered to spar. He had never fought Celeh, and was curious to see her in combat. His heavy armor appeared and the added familiarity of the weight of it made the prince smile, though his face was now covered by a helmet.
“After you captain.” He motioned the way towards where the sparring area was located aboard the ship.
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Post by Celeh on Jun 27, 2014 5:38:06 GMT -5
Celeh had to admit that Ninjin made a good point. Things would be hectic. It was going to be two saiyans attacking an entire planet. Their opposition would be out in great force trying to stop them the moment they realized the attack was taking place. Time for one on one fights would be a luxury they didn't have. Eliminating as many threats as possible in one go would be their best bet, though she didn't like to admit it. Because that meant going along with the genocidal assault. Perhaps now would be a good time to talk that over?
The soldier took the lead after he offered her to go first, and she made sure to keep a brisk pace. They did have a short amount of time, or so she thought, and so she wasn't worried with taking her time. As she entered the training room she went to the center and then turned to face the Prince. "I just want you to know that I don't accept genocide as a reasonable option to end this war. If that's the option we choose it makes us no better than them. They tried to do that same thing on us. While they did fail, turning around and returning that favor in full would put us on their level. I can't accept that. IF we have even a tiny glimmer of a chance of finding an alternative, I hope that you will consider that option over obliterating an entire planet and everyone on it. As it stands, if you don't come back from this alive, my future dies with you whether I'm alive or not. I may not be your bodyguard per se, but if there is an attack launched at you and I'm around, it's expected of me to take that attack even if it would kill me. If I fail in this and you die by an attack I should have taken, my life will be over anyway."
She paused at that and turned away from him for a moment, "Before we left I did tell your sister I'd come back with you or not at all. Your survival is more important than the success of the mission. if we cripple their forces and halt another assault so soon, it would at least buy us time to recover and formulate a new plan that isn't so reckless and desperate. I apologize for speaking so freely, as well, but given the short amount of time we may have, it's better to say what's on my mind than to hold it in. I couldn't focus when the time comes if I didn't speak out this time."
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jul 2, 2014 16:50:14 GMT -5
Celeh voiced her concerns about destroying a planet and killing all upon it as they stood in the designated training area of the ship. Genocide was not the answer. She firmly believed that, and the prince wrestled with it himself. Though… Was there any other way? The Church would never stop, so long as their leaders lived, so long as their soldiers lived. If she thought that she didn’t comprehend the drive of the Universal Church of One to destroy the saiyan race, as well as those of any half-breed. They were on a mission to save millions, if not billions of lives. All of the Saiyans. Every one they had ever loved. All of their family. His son. No. He would do what he needed to. He decided it then with clenched fists, though he said nothing.
It was true though what she said next. Their fates were woven together. If he did not come back, then it was true she was dead either way, her mission one that she could not afford to fail. Neither of them could afford to fail.
“I’m going to do my best to stay alive Celeh, of that you can be sure, though… Though it will be difficult to live with the rammifications of what were about to do. Genocide or no, we’re going to have to kill many down there. There is no reasoning with the Church. Their beliefs are too deep, too firm, and too long established. The only option for the safety of our people may be destroying the planet, and if it comes to that… I’m willing to take the option. Now let us begin.”
Ninjin would then fall into his traditional fighting stance. He would not wait for Celeh to make the first move like in so many of his former combats. His heavy armor slowed him down, though but he was still greater in both speed and strength then she by quite a large margin. He was not going to hold back now against her. They still had quite some time before they reached their destination, and they would have time to rest in the healing pods that were aboard.
He would strike out with his right fist to the side of her jaw, and then quickly turn in a one eighty, smacking her the other way his leg. If she dodged, he would be open to attack. It was a testing blow. If she took it, what effect would it have, and if she dodged, how hard could she hit?
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Post by Celeh on Jul 10, 2014 4:59:28 GMT -5
He made a wise choice in ignoring her words about genocide. It's likely that the two of them wouldn't ever come to a proper agreement with what should be done on that account. She trusted Ninjin's judgment because he had far more experience with the church than her, but something about stooping to their level didn't seem acceptable to her. She couldn't bring herself to believe that they'd have to answer an attempted genocide with the same to get their point across. He seemed rather hasty to get into the battle, though, and his first move at such a pace caught Celeh off guard a little. She wasn't expecting the first move. In fact, she'd been expecting his superior speed to give him the first blow even if she was at full power.
His quick maneuvering didn't give her time to power up beforehand, and he slugged her in the jaw, sending her reeling. She blinked, dazed for a moment, and his kick planted itself against her chest. She was knocked back the other way and spat a bit of blood onto the ground as she landed flat on her back. The soldier grunted as she slowly staggered back to her feet. That was quite an opener, and nothing less than what she'd expect from the Prince. Still, she couldn't let him take all the spotlight. The soldier took a moment to focus her power and increase it to her maximum. Her aura began to flow up and down her form like waves cresting and falling across her body. The aquamarine energy was smooth and steady in its flow. She spat a little more blood on the floor and took her own fighting stance, one foot forward and one back with her hips rotated at a forty-five degree angle. She took a quick step forward, utilizing one of her favorite openers, and as she got within three steps of the Prince she used the After Image technique to feign preparing a high punch. When the image was in place, though, she immediately dropped low and pushed off the ground with her hands, aiming an upward kick just above his stomach so she could plant both heels into his sternum. She would have congratulated him on the good punch, but her jaw was really hurting after that punch. Should the first kick land she'd continue pushing off the ground and give two more rapid chaser kicks before righting herself to a standing position and getting into a defensive stance for a potential retaliation from Ninjin.
OOC: Celeh's Full Power w/Weights: 41,457 80% of Ninjin's Base w/Heavy Weighs: 41,299
After Image used.
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jul 22, 2014 22:45:42 GMT -5
Perhaps his first strike had been a bit overzealous. There was definitely no reason for him to have gone off and struck Celeh like that before even letting the woman power up, but the prince’s mind was distracted. Still he felt bad as the soldier was sent back stumbling. He didn’t feel bad enough however to not kick her in the chest. She was a Saiyan, and she was tough. She could take it, this he knew. The captain slammed into the ground and a pang of guilt shot through the prince, but he forced it down. This was to toughen her up, and he as well. No doubt the woman could throw a punch. He considered apologizing, but in the end that would help neither of them. The soldiers of the Church on whatever planet or ship or station it was they were going to wouldn’t be apologizing, and if Celeh let them get the better of her chances were they would both be dead.
“Good. It seems you are capable of taking a punch and getting back up. I’ve got to test the waters and see what you’re capable of. Though I watched you in the tournament a bit it has been a long time since then.”
He did not strike immediately once the soldier rose to her feet, instead he gave her the full time to power up. She would need it against him. It crossed his mind to wonder if she gave any special importance to their spar. To him it was just another spar, albeit against a fantastic opponent, but to her she was a soldier fighting the crown-prince, the man that would some day rule the entire Saiyan kingdom. The red splash onto the floor as she spat blood brought his attention back to the fight, whatever else this was to either it was a fight, and he would be prepared. There would be enough time to heal in the medical pods. This was a fight they both sorely needed, to prepare both physically and mentally for the upcoming… genocide.
Quickly she came towards him, her footfalls faster than most mere soldiers could dare to dream, still to the prince it seemed like she was walking, his power so much greater than hers and she so slowed down by the weights she was wearing. A punch came at him then, aiming high and for the face. Ninjin threw up his forearm to block it but nothing came. Smirking, he realized he had been fooled, the punch an after-image feint. She was below him then, and both of her heels caught him full force in the chest. The prince didn’t even step backwards. His head tilted down to look at her. She pushed off, and two more kicks smacked against Ninjin's face. They caused it to sting slightly, and his head slightly tilted.
“Excellent. It’s those types of tactics that will assist us greatly in the coming battle. Show me what else you’ve got.”
She would no doubt be surprised that he didn’t even budge from her attack, but the difference was too great. Ninjin would have to find some way to supress his power if they were going to fight on an even keel. Otherwise he could wail on her, and she on him, though his attacks would have to be restrained that much more.
“Though the subject may not be the best one, I need your advice. Should I go through with the planetary destruction, how in the world would I even go about doing such a thing?! It is hard to imagine destroying a whole planet…” He trailed off then, his mind on his task. On the guilt of it as well. Regardless of her answer he would follow with;
“Well then, let’s see what else it is you’re going to use to keep the both of us alive. No holding back now.” He would then let her come at him. Testing her.
[Celeh, due to Ninjin being over 100k, his heavy weights only limit him to 75% of his power, thus explaining the massive difference in power.]
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Post by Celeh on Aug 5, 2014 13:09:06 GMT -5
As Celeh landed several feet away from the Prince, the replay of her attack played in her mind and her eyes narrowed on him. So this was the power of the Saiyan Prince? The next to ascend the throne once Tsuyo Hattori was no more? She felt a familiar smirk spread across her face. It was this sort of challenge that she expected on Mement Mor, too. It would be an impossible battle for her. Even if she could damage him a little, he could crush her with a single blow, and he could outrun her and out maneuver her at every turn. She took a moment to ponder his question of planetary destruction. It wasn't something she agreed with, but it seemed like he had settled that there was no other way. "Your guess is as good as mine. It's probably very similar to destroying an enemy, just on a much grander scale. Do you think you could charge that much power? Destroying a planet would surely take an immense amount of energy. "
With that said, the soldier decided to showcase another of her tricks, this time with an added spin. She threw two basic energy blasts, both at Ninjin's feet rather than at him directly. These were meant to cause a cloud of smoke. While they were in transit, though, she'd quickly charge a Nova bullet on one finger while tossing two more energy blasts close together toward the Prince. As the smoke created from the two at his feet bursting, Celeh released the Nova bullet to zoom forward and catch up to the two headed for Ninjin's chest. If it all went off without a hitch, he'd feel an impact against his upper body far stronger than her punches or kicks. Combination energy attacks, misdirection, and surprise physical assaults were all things that Celeh prided herself on as a fighter. She preferred to keep the opponent guessing as to how she'd attack next, if she had the option to do so.
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Aug 28, 2014 15:33:31 GMT -5
Despite himself it felt good to get back into a spar. Ninjin Hattori despite what he may wish was not a thinking man, himself at his best when he is rushing into the action and letting his body do the thinking for him. Maybe that would be how he would go about destroying the planet. Celeh's words did not instill within in the hope he might have been asking for, but they did give him a better view of the situation. View the entire planet as an single opponent. That certainly would be the largest opponent he had ever faced. He question too, filled him with less hope and more doubt. Did he have within him the energy?
Sure he believed himself to be the legendary super saiyan, but still, planetary destruction was a feat few in the universe were capable of. The prince ran his hands through his hair and let out a sigh.
"Truthfully I don't know. I'm not sure... But regardless, this will be a brutal and bloody war. Honestly I doubt either of us will return. I'm... I'm glad to have you here Celeh. I'm sorry we haven't gotten to know each other better." His eyes softened and his voice took on a worried tenderness, as if one speaking from their deathbed. He shook his head and just like that the familiar smile returned. If she had caught it, would she mention it? The prince had been showing more and more moments of emotional weakness to those around him. Perhaps they felt he could no longer rule, but yet look at the situation he found himself in. Thousands dead because of his biggest enemy, and now sent on a mission from his father to do... what he would normally consider unthinkable.
His thoughts were shaken by a cloud of smoke. The air in front of him grew thickened and acrid with it. Then something slammed into his chest. It shook the prince, and it was a clever tactic he would admit that. Perhaps there was more strength to this warrior then even she knew. Still he would never admit the blow did anything, but perhaps her trained perceptive eyes caught a brief wince.
"Good. We'll make plenty use of that misdirection, I'm sure. Anything more along those lines?" Despite trying to be a good general and sparing partner, the prince's mind was focused on planetary destruction.
(I owe you the largest apology in the universe Celeh. I'm sorry. But I'm back now!)
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Post by Celeh on Aug 31, 2014 22:09:30 GMT -5
"A soldier tries not to think about what might be, or what could have been. Those kinds of thoughts weigh you down and detract from your judgment to do what has to be done. It's true that the thought of genocide, even if not by my hand directly, makes me furious and upset at the same time, but that wasn't my decision to make. You've got the final say when it comes to that, Ninjin." She took a deep breath after that, giving him time to think about her words and taking a moment to think herself as well.
Although she didn't see even a flinch from him, his lack of a counter-attack and his words of approval made her certain that her attacks had some sort of effect, even if it was little more than surprising the Prince. "My fighting style is a result of the life I've been forced to live. I've fought people stronger than myself by varying degrees my entire life. Misdirection, surprise tactics, fast assaults, and disruptive attacks are the only ways I've been able to survive. Some of my tricks are made up on the spot, while others are tried and true. I like to say that I'm flexible in battle, but in truth I haven't really had the chance to fight many battles where I was evenly matched with someone, so I can't say for certain if my fighting style would change in that situation or not."
She took her stance again and nodded to him, "Much more crude and simple, but still misdirection. I'm sure it won't be hard for you to follow." THe soldier smirked and sprinted forward at the Prince. She didn't duck low or use the after image, or even throw an energy blast. It looked like a foolish, straight forward assault. Something that most would shy away from even in battles with someone close to their power. But that was the draw of it for her. A surprise that most wouldn't expect, with an even bigger surprise laced into the attack. She began a reckless barrage of punches, kicks, knees, and elbows, but while she kept her attacks at his middle or higher, her tail swooped down and around one side to try and grab his ankle to trip him up. She knew against him this would probably fail if he had decent footing, but it would display one of her simpler, more effective tricks...
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Aug 31, 2014 23:55:35 GMT -5
Celeh made her position on the planets destruction, and the genocide that came with it, perfectly well known. In truth Ninjin felt much the same, though he was severely conflicted inside. The church would never rest until all Saiyans were destroyed. How could he make Celeh understand that? She made it clear that the decision was up to him, but her tone implied... well it implied that he should know better than to commit genocide. Celeh's story of her fighting style intrigued the crown-prince. It was not often that the prince was over-powered in a combat. The many times he had been were because of the church, but that had only been recently. Their fighting styles were much different, but it would be exactly what they needed wherever they were going. She could distract them whilst he took them out, probably by taking out the entire planet.
Quickly she came at him again, a stratagem that the prince had not been expecting but was otherwise impressed by. He clearly outclassed the other Saiyan fighter, but that did not stop her. She launched a flurry of blows against him, and each one made their mark. The prince was testing her strength, the strength behind each blow. It impressed him, and he didn't notice her tail sneaking around to grab onto his leg. There was a strong tug, but the prince remained standing. He chuckled.
"Clever. I'm impressed yet again. Most opponents stronger than you won't be expecting a full on assault straight on, and taking them down with a sneak attack is a brilliant idea. You continue to impress."
The prince took a step back from the solider. His arms were crossed and he looked at her, as if deep in thought. In truth his thoughts were on the planetary destruction. How in the world would he be able to destroy a whole planet. And would Celeh be able to distract the many soldiers of the Universal Church of One that would be trying to stop them? The prince would need a move with devastating power. No doubt it would take a long time to build up that much energy.
He shook his head and cleared the cobwebs. It was no time for doubt. They might arrive at the planet or space station or ship or whatever it was sooner or later. The training they were having now was invaluable. The prince also hoped to use this time to get to know Celeh more, and it had been successful. She was crafty and cunning, but also brave and loyal. An invaluable ally and incomparable solider.
"We will have to enter the atmosphere in order for me to begin charging the blast that will destroy the planet, you will need to defend me. Once the charging blast reaches a certain level they are bound to notice and we may get swarmed very quickly. What is your plan if we get swarmed?" The prince was curious of the solider's plans, he had ideas of his own, but was curious of his allies tactical mind.
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Celeh
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Post by Celeh on Sept 1, 2014 0:26:14 GMT -5
Her attack went mostly as she'd anticipated. He wasn't fighting back, but she could see that her blows...each impact had a small effect on him, if at least a barely noticeable one. And his words told her, yet again, that her fighting style was the sort that would be useful in the coming mission. "The first time Akassa and I fought, our first spar the day that I got appointed as her bodyguard, I used several of the moves against her that I've shown you. My Nova Bullet is one of those tried and true techniques I told you about. It's a decent punch on its own, but combining it with multiple normal blasts gives a much larger effect and it's highly efficient on energy. The After Image is a pretty basic Technique as well, and it's one that I incorporate into a lot of my moves because of its versatility and the value it brings to the possibilities of misdirection or outright deception. As for my tail...Since I was already at a lower power level than most of my opponents, I had to close off any weaknesses I had to keep from being even weaker than I could have been. A lot of times they grabbed my tail thinking I'd become helpless, and I retaliated, much to their surprise, at full strength. It turned out to be a boon despite the effort it took to strengthen it." She found herself explaining more about her fighting style and about her past life to him. It wouldn't make a lot of difference during their mission, but she felt that, if they were going to die, at least she'd die fighting beside someone who knew her story. That way if he survived, he could tell her story.
Ninjin's next question had her at a loss for a moment, but she smirked yet gain, "I can fire a Nova Bullet from every finger if I've got a moment or two to gather some energy before they close in, I can perform a multitude of the trick I hit you with at the beginning of our spar here. Even if it doesn't land a direct hit on all of them, it should get a couple and disrupt the others to buy time. The smoke it created would also obscure vision of us while you gather more energy and while I try to formulate a secondary plan of attack. If I don't have time to gather energy, I'd have to prioritize the closest and hit them with energy attacks until they closed into hand to hand range, then engage them with After Image so I could attack different ones than what they'd expect. It wouldn't be easy, but I'm confident that I could at least buy you some time."
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Emperor Ninjin Hattori
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 1, 2014 0:42:58 GMT -5
The bodyguard's story of his fighting with his sister intrigued Ninjin. He hadn't realized that the guard and his sister had ever spared against each other, and was curious about the outcome. His sister was one of his greatest rivals in terms of fighting prowess and strength, and wanted to know how Celeh fared against her. Still this was neither the time nor the place. Their thoughts were better left sticking to the plan. He did enjoy the fact that the solider was opening up and telling him more about her life story. If they were going to die, at least he die fighting beside someone who he knew, someone he could consider a friend. If they survived, she would no doubt be a strong ally, and a strong friend. It was hard not to form a bond of friendship in a dire situation like this.
Her response to the tactics question summed up what he had already expected, Celeh knew how to handle herself, and would be prepared to handle any situation that was thrown at them. Hopefully they would be able to swoop in and destroy the planet in one blow, but the prince knew nothing was ever that easy. Especially when it came to the Universal Church of One. No doubt wherever they were going they were going to face acolytes, bishops, cardinals and who knows what else. If it was the home world of the Universal Church of One, was it possible that Warlock would be there? Would they have to confront Warlock, whomever it was? And the question that weighed most heavily on the prince's mind, would they be strong enough if they did? Or were they plummeting through space only on the way to their inevitable deaths?
Ninjin quickly adopted a fighting stance and threw a punch at Celeh, right towards her jaw. She would have to be able to take a surprise hit out of no where and get back up. The prince took no pleasure in the sucker punch, but this training was to prepare them for anything.
"I have fought the church a great many times, and they will utilize any tactic possible to eradicate the saiyan race. We must be ready for anything. Their powers are as varied as the planets in the universe, so we truly must be ready for anything." He offered the words as a sort of condolence for the sucker punch, but the training was far from over.
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