Jaxine Caulie
Goku
Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
Posts: 765
Base: 155,126
Overdrive: 465,378
SSJ: 1,861,512
Zeni: 4,832
Items: Cookie, Heavy Weights, Simulator 2.0, Gravity Chamber (x100), Scouter, Muramasa, Senzu Bean, Space Pod
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Feb 3, 2015 20:52:12 GMT -5
It was just as he had remembered it. Central City's streets were much more crowded and bustling then that of New Vegeta. Zeke simply walked along with the masses, dressed in a pair of black slacks and his usual boots, and a new long black coat made of a finer material. It was a double breasted dress-coat this time. His black shirt was zippered up, covering most of his neck as well. That was for both warmth and to cover the scars. Sunglasses on, the man just looked like a high-end businessman on the street. The only thing that drew attention would be his seven foot height, unless someone could sense energy. That didn't seem to be an issue as of yet.
Walking along, Zeke happened across a scene. An office worker holding a woman hostage. He joined a crowd as a group of Officers in tactical gear were preparing to take him down, somehow managing to have gotten the man to come out of the building. The man demanded a car to make his escape. According to the murders in the crowd, the woman was his boss and had just fired him for sexual harassment. The Officers had no clear shot. Zeke pulled his sunglasses down a little. "Want to see a magic trick?" he muttered, a few people turning to him for a moment, wondering to whom he was talking to. Honestly, it was for anyone who was listening.
There was about seventeen different ways Zeke could handle this. Some ending in a mess, others in a more subtle death. Some methods could make Zeke appear to the mass as a hero or a monster. But Zeke was not interested in death or attention. With a flash of nearly instantaneous black energy, the firearm the man held to the woman's head would literally disintegrate, like someone had thrown sand to the wind. People would be confused. "What the f**k!?" Zeke herd. "Did you just see that!?" someone else said. "Did the cops do that!?" another asked.
In the confusion, about the time the man was flanked and tackled away from the woman hostage, Zeke would simply slip off and carry on. He reflected on his past self. It had only been about a month or more. Before, he would have swooped in, slammed the man into a wall, and torn pieces out of him until he went still. He would have done so with a twisted smile of enjoyment. But now was so much different. That was not a scene the people needed. People needed a silent miracle once in a while to boost hope. Not examples to educe fear and terror on those who did wrong.
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Feb 3, 2015 22:04:24 GMT -5
"Forty....Five"
His voice was hoarse, and though it was only his forty fifth repetition, the gravity and his own weights were truly making the training difficult. Saito could use his focus state, but found the training more beneficial if he continued to use his natural state. The warrior was completing his training rather well. Between the Fuhrer helping him master his new depth perception, and Kaladar honing the still unmastered Tri-beam, he was more than a little exhausted. The training seemed endless and honestly the man hadn't had a break in weeks. When he wasn't with either of the two masters, he found himself pushing his limits in the gravity with his simulator. He went up once more, not audibly calling out the number. His throat was begining to hurt too much from it. Even talking in the weighted arena seemed streinuous. However quiting wasn't an option. His body was number and yet he fought on, struggling through each pull. That was when his computer shut off, and he knew why. He had done it mentally. The computer was trained to shut off when the stress of the training became too intense, and although physically he was fine, what he had just felt was...disasterous.
"That...power"
Saito had been doing sit ups on the wall, hanging from a heavy metal bar. When the gravity shut off his body sprung off of it, landing carefully on the plywood floor. The energy he was sensing was serious. It was certainly above average. He couldn't place an accurate number on it, but for a brief second it appeared even higher than Saito's. It was as if someone nearby had utilized their ki, but anyone who knew how to do that would have registered with Saito. He knew most if not all of the warriors of Earth, and recognized their signatures. Perhaps Della had taken a new form he did not recognize, more likely however was the idea that truly sent a chill down his spine. What if it was the alien Tundra, finally here to seek his revenge. It had been months since the alien Nyu had slain his mentor Sekai, and the memory was still vivid in his mind. Tundra would be as strong if not stronger than Kemuri, a concept that truly brought a nervousness to the warriors thoughts.
"I need to get on top of this"
He said, running through the hallway and out his back door. As if jumping a hurdle the Crane master leapt over the fence, a feat his neighbors were more or less accustomed too, and made his was out of the delapedated suburbs of central, and into the heart of the city. The power had dimmed considerably from the spike he had felt. It was obvious to Saito that the spike had been an attack. The only way he would feel such an indirect ki was if it was used. It wouldn't take long to find what he was looking for. The power coinsided with the blaring lights and sounds of the police force, their cars hovering above the ground in front of an office building. His target however was not directly at the scene, rather on the same street Saito had turned onto. Saito had by now been noticed, as he sprinted at an abnormally fast pace through the crowds. He tried to keep his speed to at least a realistic one, but even so they must have thought him to be an olympian. He froze when rounding the corner as the owner of the aura became perfectly clear. Standing only a few inches taller than the blond was an equally intimidating individual.
Saito had run out carelessly, he wore only his baggy training pants, and so his toned upper body was on display, scars and all. The most prominent of which was on his left shoulder, a circular patch of discolored skin that rippled out in several directions. This had been where the bastard dogs hand had impaled him. The second upper body scar was a slice diagonally across his back from his right shoulder to his left waist. Finally however were his facial scars, the one that ran from his lip all the way up to his fresh black eyepatch, where his eye used to be. Undoubtedly the man across from him would sense it too. Though Saito had held back his power, it was impossible for their invisible aura's not to meet, and the look on Saito's face was one of clear concern. Aggressive concern at that.
His chest rose and fell quickly as his body caught up with his movements. Had he not just been training under the intense weight of his gravity chamber he certainly wouldn't have been breathing so hard. He spoke as his labored breath began to calm.
"You are....quite taller than I imagined"
He had thought about what to say. Nothing felt right. He didn't want to insult the fellow if he was decent. He had made assumptions with Anri, and that warrior had been a polite and honest creature. He also didn't want to be overly friendly in his introduction as the owner of this power needed to understand they were not alone. Kemuri's flaw was that he saw Kaladar and the Fuhrer as his only threat. Had he considered Saito a threat early on perhaps he would have never dared to make such a brash move.
"I am Saito Kito, and I own a school down the way. I believe you and have something to discuss."
By now the opposing gentlemen had to feel it too. The raging power. No one around them would be able to see it, or even feel it. But these two men were not ordinary, and seeing as this level of power was uncommon on Earth, the other male would in Saito's mind want to meet with anyone whom held this energy. If however he was an enemy, especially if this was the Tundra he had heard so little about, he wanted to make his identity known. He was no coward, and he would not allow the alien to wander the streets killing as he pleased. Not to say this man had done any of that...he would just have to await the tall warriors response.
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Jaxine Caulie
Goku
Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
Posts: 765
Base: 155,126
Overdrive: 465,378
SSJ: 1,861,512
Zeni: 4,832
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Feb 4, 2015 18:33:55 GMT -5
Zeke looked as if he were just walking along, but behind his sunglasses the ocular implants he possessed were bringing up data on a location and directions. Zeke remembered that his mother had inherited a home many years ago, only ever getting the chance to stay in it once. The NeCross family once ran a huge and very successful recycling business, supplying affordable resources of nearly any type. As his mother was an only child and took no interest, her parents went on to sell the business. Zeke never met his grandparents. Had he gotten the chance, life may have been different.
Zeke had just set a waypoint to track down the location when he sensed the other energy. With the police cleaning up the scene behind him, red and blue flickering as the woman sat distraught in the back of an ambulance in the background, there was alot going on. The words the man spoke made Zeke feel as if the man had been looking for him for some reason. "I don't believe I know you." he replied, looking over his shoulder. He turned around to observe the man. Zeke knew quite well what it looked like to be under such intense conditions as this man had. Zeke could still see the sweat and could easily tell by his breathing that he had literally just came from his training location to meet him here. Why? Did he recognize Zeke's energy? Did he feel threatened? Zeke realized now that he may not have noticed how much energy he released a few moments ago. His control over energy suppression was still a work in progress, but even at full power he was able to target and channel his energy flawlessly. Otherwise, that man would be a red mist right now.
The man looked a little unsure as to what he was even doing. Now I know how Conri Lane feels when he walks down the street. Zeke thought, thinking of the Immortal Coliseum Universal Champion who was prone to being approached by fans. But to Zeke's knowledge, he had done nothing major that was made public that people would adore him for. He impaled Ninjin on live television, rebuilt the entire Saiyan Palace at four times its previous size, stopped an attack on a bridge on Omega, and reclaimed an artifact for the Namekians. Twice. But all he had done here on earth was bring death to innocent people in the past. Zeke regretted it deeply. If only he had not been so foolish as to believe the lies his father told him back then.
It hit Zeke then. This man must consider Zeke a threat. It was also possible Zeke or those he had been allied with before were responsible for deaths relating to this man, and he had tracked Zeke down. That was possible, and a large part of why he avoided this planet.
"Saito Kito. The Teacher. A pleasure." Zeke said. "My name is Ezekiel NeCross. A traveler from the moon." he stated. Hopefully the man knew of the Saiyan Race upon the moon, otherwise Zeke was going to come off as either a nut, or mocking the man. Last thing he needed right now was for some random guy feeling insulted and punching him in the face. Again. It happened often on the moon. It was really... really easy to piss someone off up there. All you had to do was look at someone wrong and they wanted to fight. Some were even completely unstable, like Jaxine. She simply walked down the street, punching anyone she passed in the face so she could turn around and take on several angry Saiyans at one time. Earth wasn't supposed to be the same in that manner, but it would almost seem as if this man wasn't very impressed with Zeke's presence.
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Feb 8, 2015 1:36:52 GMT -5
Once again his anxiety appeared misplaced. Rather than leaping into an attack, the opposing gentlemen offered his own introduction. Ezekiel Necross, from the moon. If what the Fuhrer said was true, this meant that he was in fact not a human being, though he did look it. Creatures from the moon were given a different name due to their inate combat abilities and extra appendage. This man must be a saiyan. This wasn't a red flag for the fighter, he knew not of their history or any genuine facts about the race. If anything he saw them as human's with tails. If having combat ability made you an alien, Saito was surely from another planet.
"Ezekiel, that is my youngest brothers name"
Once again, he knew very little of what he was talking about. He had met the baby only twice before his own dramatic exit from the compound. Simple conversation to steer the man in the right direction. He was still genuinely interested in understanding him. Especially now that he had revealed himself to be an alien. The last alien he had hosted in his school had unfortunately passed away, though not at the same time of course! No, Anri had always been destined for death. He entered the dojo out of curiosity, something that Ezekiel here had not. The man probably had no idea what a crane school was, or why it was important. Really it wasn't all that important yet. He would extend an invitation.
"We haven't met before. However I think you know how it is I found you. Could I offer you some lunch back at my school?"
The saiyan couldn't be unaware of his own power. What little he had shown off would be obvious to anyone capable of sensing Ki, much like Saito. Though the civilians surrounding them seemed ignorantly oblivious, out in the open the two were not incognito. Anyone with a basic understand of Ki could sense it from a mile away, and the two powerful men standing side by side only made the aura stronger. The invisible lines flirting with one another in the air surrounding them. It was invigorating really. Saito felt the man's aura touching his own. Hopefully he would accept the offer and they could be on their way.
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Jaxine Caulie
Goku
Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
Posts: 765
Base: 155,126
Overdrive: 465,378
SSJ: 1,861,512
Zeni: 4,832
Items: Cookie, Heavy Weights, Simulator 2.0, Gravity Chamber (x100), Scouter, Muramasa, Senzu Bean, Space Pod
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Feb 9, 2015 16:47:00 GMT -5
With the amount of energy in the area well above average, it would be understandable for anyone else with the ability to sense energy to choose to steer clear. There was also the fact that many knew of Zeke and his energy as the "Death Angel", seeing him in the tournament and on the streets of New Vegeta. Zeke was oblivious to it, nor did he care for it. But the reputation seemed to stick to him. He had been working on ridding himself of that title. He didn't feel it fitted him now.
He was surprised at the coincidence that the man had a younger brother with the same name. Zeke approached the man and nodded. "I also go by Zeke. Few use my full name." he told him. He knew the man honed in on his energy when he used it, making him think to look over at the scene. It had cleared out now, a van driving off with the disgruntled man captive in the back, likely off to be given the help he needs. Zeke was glad he didn't kill him now.
The man made it clear that the two hadn't met, witch Zeke was quite aware of. He had a very good memory, especially for people. Saito offered Zeke an invitation to visit his school and offered him some lunch. Zeke raised an eyebrow. He took off his sunglasses, putting them in his coat. "You know little of us Saiyans, I presume. I should warn you of our ungodly appetite." He said with a half smile. "Unless you happen to own a grocery store as well. I will however accept your invite and limit myself to a drink."
He felt it fir to warn the man. But for all he knew, the man may have been well aware after all of what Zeke was capable of. Zeke could survive off of human portions, but his appetite could often get the best of him. However, like Akassa, Zeke would simply eat average plates of food, spreading them out a few minuets apart so people wouldn't be as likely to notice. He felt as if he hadn't eaten in a while though. He could clearly smell the fries from the nearby Spacy's fast food restaurant nearby. He looked up at a billboard for the same place. "Spacey's! It's good food... in space." it read. Damn this cursed appetite. he thought to himself. He did not want to be anywhere's near the restaurant now, completely willing to see what this school was like.
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Feb 10, 2015 2:48:36 GMT -5
"Zeke it is then, and I too prefer a shorter name. Those familiar with me choose Kit"
Kit. It had been the first time in a long time he had told someone that. His brother knew, but Kit was more of a family nickname. Perhaps he was finally coming to terms with being on his own. Or perhaps this was another sign he missed it. Either was it was out in the world now and there was no taking it back. He heard the saiyan's warning about their appetite and let out a chuckle. At least he was honest. He would be disappointed if he chose to stay for a meal, as all he really had to offer was a loaf of bread and a few boxes of undoubtedly stale cereal.
"A drink it is then!"
He said as his hearty chuckle subsided. The two would make their way to the school, and continue their conversation from there.
They had chosen not to replace the gate. The school was an open safe haven now and there was no reason for a large nasty gate to get in the way. It didn't match the exterior anyway. They had finally finished the renovations and the school was looking well. The shrubbery was no longer unruly, and Ethan had actually done a fine job at organizing the plants in an appealing manner. Saito was no gardener, and couldn't have told anyone what was even planted, but the scents were nice and the colors well met with the new outter paint job. They would enter through the front door, a classical sliding wood panel that too lacked a lock. They held no secrets, and although there was a nice set of expensive equipment within, no one Kit had met so far was strong enough to steal it, and those that were had no reason to. He removed his shoes and walked in. Their main hall was rather large, and empty. He intended to fill it with students one day, but for now it was simply a room with excellent accoustics.
"What brings you to Earth Zeke?"
Saiyans were from the moon...which felt ridiculous to think, but it was true. If that were the case it would seem as though this one was on vacation, or perhaps....well actually he had nothing. What was this saiyan doing here? While they spoke Saito would make his way through the expansive room and into the kitchen through the door on the far side. He would invite the young saiyan to sit down, and would proceed to begin making their beverage. A drink Saito so lovingly referred to as...coffee.
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Jaxine Caulie
Goku
Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
Posts: 765
Base: 155,126
Overdrive: 465,378
SSJ: 1,861,512
Zeni: 4,832
Items: Cookie, Heavy Weights, Simulator 2.0, Gravity Chamber (x100), Scouter, Muramasa, Senzu Bean, Space Pod
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Feb 10, 2015 17:43:01 GMT -5
Wit a nod of agreement, zeke would follow. They arrived rather fast, faster than it took Kit to find Zeke. Honestly, it was so fast that it was almost like a transition screen just wiped across Zeke's mind because he couldn't even remember the trip for some reason. However with the idea of a good drink and a decent place to train, he really didn't care. The place was... welcoming. Anyone could simply walk in, and Zeke was sure that anyone with any malcontent could easily be dealt with. Especially if some poor unfortunate someone had enough bad luck to try something on this day, with one of the strongest warriors in the known universe sitting at the kitchen table. Zeke did have to wonder where all the students were? What kind of skills would be taught here?
Kit went to work on making a beverage. Zeke entered the kitchen, his spiked hair brushing across the top of the door arch. It was part of why his hair was shorter than the average Saiyan. Yet it was still much compared to a human's equivalent. He sat at a stool, feeling much like back at Kazu's Bar. However when Kit went for the mugs and ran water, Zeke knew it was going to be coffee. Zeke hated coffee. He had hoped for something a little stronger, but he wasn't going to say anything. He could have one cup.
Kit asked Zeke what he was doing on Earth. It was not vacation, he had used that idea for Namek. After"Just looking for some answers to a few questions about myself. Doing some research on the side." he answered. "I'd like to find a place to train and a partner to train with as well. Are you interested by any chance?" he would ask.
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Feb 15, 2015 20:33:40 GMT -5
Searching for a training partner? Saito certainly qualified as someone with whom one could train with, but to so bluntly request it? This warrior was no joke. He either held the same respect Saito did for the martial arts, or he was of unmatched power. Either way he wouldn't deny the man an opportunity to spar in their facility. It was fully stocked with weighted gear, a gravity chamber, and a simulator that would make anyone jealous. Saito was proud of his dojo and its ability to bring a regular man to super human level in a relatively short period. At least that was how he viewed himself. While training with someone of a greater power level was still necessary for true growth, he had found all of the devices he could in order to better himself and his future students.
"I would never dream of turning down a prospective challenge. What sort of teacher would I be if I myself did not opt to learn at every opportunity. I don't suppose you have had an opportunity to train under...heavier conditions?"
He asked, though already well aware of the answer. The fact was that the manner in which the warrior walked said it all. This level of gravity was nothing to him. How he managed not to float away under its less than impressive pressure was questionable. Though he couldn't know the exact number, he certainly could make a recommendation. Saito had recovered quite a bit from the coffee and break. His own training had been interrupted by the sudden appearance of Zeke's power level, however it appeared now that his training would only improve. He already had his weighted gear on and in full effect, and it appeared he finally had a warrior capable of training under the same intense conditions as himself.
"At the moment I can only stand thirty times the earths gravity. Would that be a good place to start?"
The training room was through the southern door of the small kitchen, and so Saito made his way to the doorway and hit the light switch on the wall. The lights revealed his training room, the one he was so proud of. Talking was nice, but in some cases the best way to meet a new person was to face them in combat. So long as Zeke wasn't out to kill, their spar would grow both of them. The simulator buzzed to life as the entire room began to boot up. Saito would wait to hear from Zeke before putting any of the settings in, but of course they would need to fight somewhere that was not the actual room. The walls were too constricting and with such an advanced simulator in play why would they stay in one place?
"The simulator has a unique function in which it changes our location mid fight. Switching between the users preferences. You are the guest, so it is only fair that you choose our first destination."
Saito stood ready several feet away from Zeke, giving him a moment to get into place. It was then that Saito realized that he hadn't discussed the rules of their engagement. He let out a light chuckle at his own excitement. It had been so long since someone had offered to train with him that he had forgotten entirely to set boundaries. After all he didn't want anyone to get hurt!
"Just a few ground rules. This is a friendly spar so lets keep our more deadly forms out of this. Also, if you intend to use a weapon that is fine, but again no vital strikes and of course let me know so that I can get a little practice in with mine."
He said, his thumb pointing to their left where a katana lay mounted on the wall. It was Kemuri's old blade. The very one that caused the scar on Saito's back, and the same that impaled his knee. Though the sword came with painful memories, it also brought him a new defense that he was not quite accustomed to. The fuhrer had been teaching him what he could, and had helped considerably when it came to combat with a single eye. The sword however was still new.
"Once the simulator is on we don't have to worry about breaking anything, so lets have fun!"
With that the room became dark. It was now time for Zeke to choose their setting. Once it had formed the two could begin their combat. Perhaps it would be a place of comfort to Zeke, or someplace he had been recently. Perhaps there would be a bustling city in the background, or the open sea. Saito had used a number of these functions already, but Zeke brought an entirely new list of locations to their training.
(Five posts at Zeke's setting. Starting with his post.)
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Jaxine Caulie
Goku
Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
Posts: 765
Base: 155,126
Overdrive: 465,378
SSJ: 1,861,512
Zeni: 4,832
Items: Cookie, Heavy Weights, Simulator 2.0, Gravity Chamber (x100), Scouter, Muramasa, Senzu Bean, Space Pod
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Feb 19, 2015 20:28:52 GMT -5
On New Vegeta, it was quite common to ask a total stranger to spar or train. You could walk up to almost anyone and ask them if they wanted to fight. Sadly, rather than trying to get anything out of the duel, the two end up simply wanting to beat the other into the ground. Zeke had seen it many times. On Earth, it would be viewed as Assault or Battery, Child Abuse, Domestic Violence, ect. But on New Vegeta if you strike a child, be prepared to get punched back just as hard by that same child. Chances are, the kid will tell you that you hit like a bitch and will commence to kick your ass.
This causes a bit of a fuss when humans visit. Or when Siyans visit Earth. Zeke however had actually been born and raised here on Earth, and was well aware of the laws and limits. Zeke simply figured this man would have no problem with a training request if he owned his own Dojo. Dojo was Zeke's word for the School, simply because thats what he referred to Kosho Masamune's school by.
Zeke finished his coffee, holding the cup in both hands as he did. It was warm. But tasted bitter. Zeke then realised he had not put any cream or sugar in. "Heavier Conditions." Zeke said, standing and pushing the chair in. He placed the cup in the sink, spraying a quick blast of water into the cup so the leftover coffee would not harden. Kito hadn't noticed Zeke's clothing was also weighted heavily. Plats of Densonium were lined inside the lower legs of his pants and around his forearms under his jacket. It was the heaviest substance in the known universe, yet Zeke had begun feeling as if it had gotten lighter. Kito stated his maximum level thus far, and Zeke followed him into the next room.
"I can handle up to a maximum of fifty-five times Earth's gravity." Zeke stated. "Thirty-five times is fine. Strange how all Chambers are set to Earth's normal gravity by default." he thought outloud. It was one of the many things, including Earth language and culture that seemed to have spread everywhere. Was this truly the 'Center Of The Universe'?
As Kito explained the rules and the Simulator's set preferences, Zeke took a position across from the man about ten feet away. He kept his coat on for now. He had never bothered changing into training clothes. Pointless, really. In a sudden engagement, Zeke would be dressed as he normally does. Training as such would only increase his proficiency when need be. Zeke thought of a place as Kito stated that it was simply a friendly fight. Zeke nodded. "Saiyans have been known to be ruthless, but we have no plans to kill in a simple training session." he said with a chuckle. "Your safe, as far as that goes. Also if you want to try anything specific, don't hesitate. I'm quite versatile."
Zeke was looking at the sword when he spoke. Then, Zeke would wirelessly tap into the simulator and upload his first location. Guru Village, Namek. The grass was blue and the water nearby green. The odd houses were everywhere. There were NPC Namekians as well, but they could not be harmed. Though it was possible to blast them and such, they were set as 'essential', so to speak.
"Welcome to Namek. A strange place, but beautiful in its own way. I'll set it to thirty times gravity for now." He would state. He took one step back with his left foot and let his energy flow. "One thing though. Some of my skills are... different. 'unbelievable' even. But let me assure you that all you see is very real." he would tell the man. He cracked a slight smile.
[[Guru Village, Namek. 30x Grav]]
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
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Post by Saito Kito on Feb 20, 2015 0:45:13 GMT -5
Zeke was very professional. It was obvious that he had been doing this for some time. Though Kit was also a professional they came from two very different worlds. Until recently Saito had fought for sport, while Zeke was clearly a fighter as a form of self defense, or even intentful offense. Not that Saito judged that sort of experience poorly. Had he not fought with Kemuri he would still be ignorant to the true necessity of such power. It was a cruel cycle that demanded someone be capable of facing it. If Zeke was that defending force, it was commendable. The blonde let out a surprised grin when the opposing warrior informed him that he could train in almost double what Saito was capable of. Another man, Saito may have called his bluff, but his willingness to train in the thirty times gravity was proof enough that he meant business. As the simulation began to turn on, the gravity did as well and it instantly hit Saito. He took a deep breath and released it, entering the struggle to inhale a second time. It was always the hardest part of increasing the gravity. While his own effort could push him even further than the thirty times they were at, his lungs and other vital organs would surely be crushed. They needed time to adapt, and this fight would surely do that.
His anklets weighed heavily, even more so with the increase in weight. He looked down at his feet to find that he was no longer standing on the hardwood floors of his school, but rather the dark blue grass of a new planet. Namek. The experience was breath taking. Saito took a moment to look around at the scenery Zeke had chosen. The bright green ocean's and navy grass were the perfect opposite of the Earth. The creatures that stood around them were bipedal and humanoid, though green with pink splotches. They had antenna and wore a different form of garb. It occurred to Kit that this was truly his first time experiencing another planet. He closed his eyes taking another deep breath, the humid air filling his lungs. Though the gravity was on, for a brief moment he could hardly feel it. His simulator was truly marvelous and the world around them felt real. The heat was intense, easily in the upper nineties and it was completely understandable considering there was a sun in nearly every direction. This meant they had even left the solar system. With the feel of another planet, and the appeal of his opponent, Saito knew for certain this man was in a league of his own.
"What a marvelous place. Zeke thank you for the challenge, I hope not to disappoint"
With that he put his right leg forward, and his left back. His right arm formed into a fist just a foot from his face, and his left fell at his side, like a cobra ready to strike. It was the position he always took at the start of a battle. It had since become obselete, as often physical bouts were determined by strength and speed rather than the position of his legs and arms, but the practice had been drilled into him from a very young age. He knew being the host it was necessary to start the fight. That of course was counter intuitive of what he was accustomed to. Normally Saito would counter after an attack, so starting the combat, especially with a stronger opponent, was tricky. He let out a low growl as his power level rose to its maximum level with the weights in play. It would be just under forty thousand, which was comparatively little compared to what Zeke was already putting out. Hopefully the warrior would give him at least a little room to fight.
Once his aura had reached its limit without accessing his Focus State, he pushed off the ground, his aura following behind him as he lunged at Zeke. Cocking his left arm back he prepared to swing at the warrior. Saito never ran in without a counterplan, and intended to grip the ground below him with both feet after the punch, and then jump back to gain a little distance. A single punch wasn't much of a start, but then again Saito knew very little about his opponent. Watching him respond to this simple attack would give him significant information about him. He had boasted to have superhuman abilities, which of course Saito had seen before. Perhaps Zeke had something unique that the Crane Master had never encountered.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Feb 24, 2015 17:28:06 GMT -5
It was quite something how a simple simulation could look so realistic. Technology had come a very long way since Dr. Brief's time. That was back when inter-planetary space travel and Gravity Chambers were just coming into existence, and Ki Control was not common. Nobody even knew what Saiyans, Arcosians and Namekians even were. But now, there were many other species on top of that, and technology far beyond imagination. The technology used by Dr. Benjin, the closest blood relative to Bulma and Vegeta, allowed him to extract DNA from anyone with a slight fraction of what he needed and re-created the Saiyan race. He somehow gained the approval of the Earth King at the time to allow them to live upon the moon, where more technology was used to generate gravity and atmosphere.
Zeke's story was a little different. How exactly he was created was not yet known to him, but he knew it must have been similar. But his body was altered greatly where the others were left as they were supposed to be. The only thing Zeke had researched that Saiyans lost was their ability to use a moons light to turn Oozaru. It could only be achieved now using a technique, guarded by the Hattori family. However a few others have acquired it as well. Though Zeke was capable of Oozaru, his form was uncontrollable. His Ocular Implants filtered the energy rays that triggered it.
Zeke was not one to take any battle stance like Kit. He simply stood and prepared. However he understood the tradition of such battle stances, and in a full-on battle, they might allow for slight moments and even slighter thousandths of an inch of extra movement and reaction. Though that seemed slim, it was still something at these levels. A drop of extra speed could prove to be the difference between a successful dodge and a broken jaw. However this fight would not be much of a challenge, Zeke thought. However he was not going to outright annihilate Kit off the get-go. Zeke did have a human side. The gravity did weigh Zeke down heavily as well though he was now used to this level. Zeke, unable to suppress his energy correctly as of yet, did think of a couple ways to get to Kit's level. Zeke could allow himself to take some of Kit's stronger attacks, or expel great deals of his own energy.
They would have to see what happened. Kito rocketed off, dashing straight at Zeke with his left arm ready. Zeke was left-handed himself, and usually expected others to open with stronger attacks from their right. However Zeke was still quick enough to pull his seven-foot frame back into a crouching dodge to avoid the swing, only to raise up and attempt an uppercut himself. However Kito had already planned ahead, and the only thing that would hit the human was the air being dispersed by Zeke's fist. Pulling the fist behind him, he nodded. "Your prepared at all times I see." Zeke noted. Kit was Human. They were fast learners, so Zeke could only assume Kito had learned to think ahead as second nature. That was good. Zeke would follow Kito, turning his own jump into a spinning kick. Though he too usually went in with a follow-up, he decided to just see what the kick did and what Kito would do should he dodge it. Zeke would be open for a strike.
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Post by Saito Kito on Mar 5, 2015 14:58:47 GMT -5
It would have been lovely to take the scenery in. The blue grass felt much smoother than the greener grass of Earth. It was clear that water was in abundance and so the shrubbery grew at a healthy pace. The water that surrounded them took on the color of emerald in the shimmering light of the sun, which appeared to be immovable in the sky. Was it possible that this location had nothing but daylight? Saito had been up north before when the sun chose not to rise and the nights lasted for weeks. This phenominon led him to believe it was possible for daylight to encompass the entire planet for days on end as well. The people watching them fight were unique as well. They stood similarly to Zeke and Saito, yet their skin was a green to match their ocean. They had small antenna's that stuck out from their forehead and bright pink muscles that contracted with their every movement. Enjoying the view was something he could do later, when his opponent was not present.
His own attack had missed. The half-breed had dropped to the ground, crouching just below the impact of Saito's fist. The blond felt his opponents hair against his knuckles, he had been close. This miss prompted Saito to leap backward, a natural response when any attack of his failed. He knew after a failed attempt there were openings in the defense to be taken advantage of, and with a stronger opponent the best option was distance. Proving his training true, Zeke brought a devastating uppercut mere inches from Kit's chin. Raising his hand to grab hold of his bottom jaw, he could have swore he felt the stinging blow for a brief second. The attack had been so fast that even the air around them transferred the blow. He was alright, and his chin was unharmed. Zeke was clearly not finished with his attack as his jump became an offensive manuever, spinning to gain momentum and then throwing his heel at Saito. He could have dodged the same way Zeke had, dropping to the ground and then countering. Zeke was clearly too fast for that to work, and if the Saiyan had failed to successfully hit Saito, how would Saito ever hope to hit him with the same attack? Instead he opted to raise both arms in front of him. Heel would meet flesh and the sound of the impact would be similar to that of a whip cracking against the air. Their ki and physical strength had created the sound.
Saito held his composure, though blocking had been a surprisingly poor choice of defense. Zeke's spinning kick had been hard enough to dig the Crane masters heels into the deep blue field, and though it wouldn't show up for several minutes, a deep tissue bruise had begun to form in both arms where the kick had landed. This was far from the end of their combat, bruises were simply a sign of an effective training. It was time to utilize his own Judo style training. Immediately after the impact Saito used his right arm to come up and over Zeke's leg, followed by going under with his left. His heels were already firmly planted, and so it only took a twist of his midsection and a side step to attempt a thrown of his opponent. This usually caught them off guard the first time, not many warriors Saito knew were capable of a full body throw, but then again Saito had no way of knowing the kind of training Zeke had put himself under. Following the success of his throw (or a potentially painful failure) Saito would create a distance between himself and the other warrior. If his throw was successful it meant he would not need to build any distance. If however his throw failed, he would jump backward. Either way the next step was inevitable.
Raising his right hand up in the air, it was time to reveal his signature. An attack that had brought him quite far and would be undoubtedly repeated in their fight. As Zeke flew away from him (Or the other way around if the throw failed) Saito would take aim, his finger pointing out as though he were holding a gun. This was no child's game however, and more than imaginary bullets would fly from its tip. A teal blue energy forming just past the nail. With a very short time available to him before Zeke would regain his form, Saito had to fire immediately. He released the attack, a teal bowling ball sized construct that ripped quickly through the air and towards Zeke. After its release, Saito did the attack justice and called it by name, as he always did.
"Spirit Gun!"
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Mar 8, 2015 17:02:33 GMT -5
A world of infinite day. The planet orbited closely to a massive golden star, Namek's thick atmosphere protecting the planet. Due to the mass of this star, it had pulled two smaller stars, each three-fourths the size of Earth's Sun into orbit as well. The two stars gave alot of light on the "dark" side of Namek, lighting it as well. Thus, infinite day. On a cosmic scale, large stars pulling smaller ones into orbit was actually not that uncommon. It was the scenario giving Namek its everlasting light that seemed almost impossible. The mass of water and the atmospheric conditions protected the planet from getting cooked by all the heat. As for time, it would seem Namekians have adapted with some sort of subconscious mental clock to tell them what time it was.
The houses were odd looking structures seemingly composed of some kind of massive incrustation shells with colored round glass windows that still let white light pass through. Some homes were white with purple glass, others metallic green with emerald glass. Zeke assumed the crops growing nearby were to feed animals for work purposes, as the people drank water to survive.
His counter uppercut was not successful, but Zeke had figured as much. He sprang into action and managed to slam a spinning kick into the man's blocking arms. however Kit was fast to improvise with his Judo style, twisting around and throwing Zeke away. Though Kit was more than capable at his level of power to lift Zeke, the toss would still put far less strain on the Human and more effectively sling Zeke away. Zeke would hit the ground on his back, roll and spring back up on his feet. This is where they would match up. Zeke was not a martial artist by any means, his hand-to-hand skills were all about brawling. Things he learned in basic fist fights. Some of his attacks were martial-art related, like the spinning kick for example. But most were uppercuts, knee strikes, clotheslines and the occasional grab-and-slam style attacks. Kit's fighting style might outweigh Zeke's sheer power.
Preparing to strike again, Zeke was formulating a plan from the moment Kit threw him. But he had to quickly re-evaluate everything the moment he seen Kit level his fingers at Zeke. It brought back a quick moment of deja vu from when he fought the Android that looked like a video game character in one of his earlier simulated matchups. It had a similar technique as well. Zeke glared. "Oh I hate guns..." he mumbled to himself.Not that Kit's Spirit Gun was a problem, it wasn't much different than Zeke's own Eye Blast. It was more the motion and the similarity. Zeke had some bad experiences in the past with automatic and long ranged firearms. Not a fan of shotguns to the face either.
With the speed of the bolt, Zeke could usually deflect it with his sword. However he didn't have it drawn. Not to mention Kit had fired it about the time Zeke landed, so there wasn't much time. Zeke moved on a last ditch instinct, the bolt slicing a gash into his right shoulder and ripping away part off his coat. Zeke grabbed onto it and in one motion threw it away to reveal his sleeveless shirt under it. His shoulder bled, but he ignored it. Zeke smiled and outstretched an upside down fist with two fingers pointed at Kit. A little odd, but with the crack of a smile, he flicked them up. What Zeke had done was begin manipulating the very ground beneath Kit's feet, and triggered it to spring upward into a sort-of pillar to launch him into the air. Unless he caught on. Like Kit's Judo, this usually caught people off the first time.
Weather or not he was launched or evaded, Zeke would appear next to the man and throw out an open hand to grab onto an arm, leg, or even Kit's throat and throw him down to the ground. Zeke would follow if successful to slam a foot into the other man and drive him into the ground, even if he had to use the force to force Kit the rest of the way down.
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Post by Saito Kito on Mar 9, 2015 23:33:54 GMT -5
The bullet of energy ripped through the air and struck his opponent. Saito's chest swelled with pride as he watched Zeke remove his extra clothing. Zeke was a powerful opponent, but Kit was holding his own. This was undeniable proof that his training was paying off. Had Kemuri only tasted the strength of this Saito Kito perhaps he would have not taken so much from him. He had nearly doubled his strength since that time and it only seemed to be getting easier. Even as his body bore the weight of the enhanced gravity, and his limbs pulled to the ground from the intensity of his own weights, Saito felt stronger than ever. He had yet to access his focus state and had made it this far on technique alone. Zeke's next moves however would prove that technique could only pull a warrior so far. The half saiyan possessed power that Saito simply didn't have and worse yet he seemed hardly encumbered by the gravity. This was evidenced in his movements. The saiyan had trained in even heavier gravity than this.
Raising his defensive stance again he watched Zeke get into position, his palm facing upward and two fingers rising from it. Saito had never seen such a stance before and thus his inexperience with Ki would be his weakness. Saito would have no idea what would come next, and how could he? Such a technique had never been used on him before, nor had he witnessed such a thing. He squinted his eye, wondering if this was a taunt, or perhaps the position for a ball of Ki, but Zeke was far cleverer than that. His stomach would notice before the rest of his body that he was airborne. The earth below him had shoved itself upward and at such a fast pace that balance wasn't even an option. Because of his backwards lean when the pillar went up, Saito went up and back, his body free flying for a moment in midair. At this point he would be able to regain himself, but again Zeke had it covered. His body dashed at such a pace, Saito was certain he too possessed the Ki dash technique. Zeke reached him in such a time that nothing else seemed possible. Having only enough time to raise his own arm in defense Kit found himself locked tightly. Zeke had taken hold of his arm and with a push from his leg the two began barreling towards the ground.
This brought an entirely new meaning to unique fighting. Saito had never had an opponent get him airborne, grapple his arm, and simultaneously kick him into the ground. That was new. The two were inches away from each other and the moment Saito hit the ground the pain on his face became evident. Being sandwiched between what was once luscious green grass and Zeke's leathery boot was hardly comfortable. It did however allow for Saito to make one point blank attack. The two were so close together it only made sense that Saito counter in a big way. His strongest attack, aside from the untested Kikoho, was his spirit shotgun. It had been the only attack to harm Kemuri and would now serve him in this fight. Using his unencumbered arm, Saito grabbed hold of Zeke's latched appendage around the wrist. The arm Zeke had taken hold of began to glow and as the two began to break the ground below them Saito yelled out his technique, releasing it simultaneously.
"SHOTGUN"
Ironically enough this would be a shotgun blast to the face, the very thing Zeke hated more than a single bullet. Saito's Spirit shotgun was the simultaneous firing of five spirit gun bullets, and surely wasn't an easy technique to pull off. He felt his energy instantly drain after the firing of it. The initial drawback of the attack was its horrid inaccuracy. Much like a real shot gun the scatter made it nearly impossible for all five bullets to hit the target. Zeke however was literally only an inch away. It was the first time that Kit's technique had been fired from such a short range. It was at this moment that Kit would use the attack to break his hold from Zeke. Regardless of the attacks effect on the saiyan, Saito would twist and then pull on his arm to release it from Zeke's grip, and then with all the Ki he could muster would push off of the ground vertically and glide across the grass as far as he could bring himself from his opponent. When he felt there was a safe enough distance between himself and Zeke, Saito would flip backwards, his back no longer against the ground and his feet again planted firmly on the ground.
His chest rose in aggressive breathing as Saito examined the field of battle. The pillar Zeke had created was tall, quite tall. It was amazing that the saiyan was able to not only move the ground in such a way, but also that he could move so quickly to attack Saito as well. His stomach burned from the impact of the wavy haired warriors kick, and his back bore a similar resemblance to the ground. A quick glance at their impact shone a crater, just a little wider than Saito, in the ground where they had landed.
"You must...teach me how to...move stone..."
He muttered, continuing his labored breathing and wrapping his left arm gingerly around his gut. Zeke's attack, combined with Saito's counter, had been a lot for his base form to handle. He would need to access his focus state soon or suffer a lower endurance. As the words left his lips another phenomenon occurred. The time limit for their fight had expired and the scenery around them changed as well. A brief blackness followed by a tiled floor. It was a training ground that Saito was more than familiar with. This time they would fight on the Lookout above the Earth. The blazing heat of Namek, its green oceans and blue grass were a distant memory as the two returned to Earth to continue their spar. Things had really heated up.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Mar 17, 2015 20:18:42 GMT -5
His sudden attack strategy seemed to work well, sending the unsuspecting human airbourne. It had actually been quite a comical sight. First he was standing there all broud, then *thunk* gone in a puff of dust. Zeke made a pretty good little crater as well, slamming the man back down into the ground. Only after did he think about possibly slamming him into the pillar, just for the added effect. However the man's counter was not only a surprise, but extremely annoying. Honestly though, Zeke should have known better than to get that close to someone with a gun for two fingers. The spread of condensed Ki-pellets hitting him in the face at that range was actually quite painful, and had enough force to actually flip him backward, throwing him quite a ways before he slammed into the floor, crushing into it and ripping a body-sized crater due to to gravity.
Zeke stood up, his face dotted with burns from the blast. "Really?" was all he said, cracking his neck. It seemed Saito showed interest in Zeke's Transmutative skills. The area changed, and Zeke ended up in an area he had never been to before. The sky looked as Earths, but there was not a cloud in sight. Little did he know he was above them, the entire structure balancing on a pole about as big around as a trash can. Somehow. It was a big round area with a single building, several trees lining it on the sides. Zeke focused back on Kit. "With a little strength, anyone can 'move' stone." Zeke stated. Slamming a foot into the ground, Zeke shattered some of the ground, some of witch went up in the air. Zeke punched them in Kit's direction. "Or take it to the next level with Telekinesis!" He stated, following up by throwing his hands up and out towards Kit to lift and throw the leftover chunks.
With a grin, Zeke knew Kit was referring to the Matter Transmutation. He would be happy to show what he knew, if Kit could impress him. So far, so good.
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