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 Mar 25, 2015 10:46:17 GMT -5
Strength was something Saito had a surplus of. His ability to physically move stone was not in question. The way Zeke was able to lift and then move the earth around him was impressive. Even after they were no longer on the shores of Namek’s soft loamy grass he was still able to manipulate the stone around him. This time it was the marble square tiles of the lookout floor. Cracking them into smaller pieces the Saiyan launched a barrage of them at Saito. Rather than dodging, he opted to meet the barrage head on. His hands began to glow with the powerful Ki redirection energy and as the stones came at him they did so quickly move off to the side. His hands were glowing a light teal color to match his aura, and with each stone thrown his direction he would wave his hand in front of it. The stone would make contact with the Ki on his hands without ever touching his bare skin, and then as though it had hit rubber, the marble would bounce off of his palm, flying in a different direction. Each arm had to work overtime as the stones came at him, each one bouncing away with the swift motion of his hands. He couldn’t stop all of the stones, only the larger ones that he knew would cause significant damage took his focus. His body took the smaller stones in stride and once the flurry was over, Saito dropped his arms.
Telekinesis was a skill Saito was unfamiliar with. The ability to move objects from one spot to another without lifting a finger was impressive. If he could learn to harness his ki in such a manner he would undoubtedly have an advantage on his hands that many of his opponents would not. The benefit of telekinesis was already brewing in his mind. How would that have affected the outcome of his battle with Kemuri? How would knowing this level of Ki manipulation aid him in the coming months? It was obvious that this above all else was a must have for his arsenal. If he was going to learn such a technique he would need to hold nothing back. Zeke was a powerful opponent, and with his weights on it was unlikely that he would even scratch the surface of his power. That wouldn’t stop him from trying. His legs tightened for a moment before rocketing him forward. Using his Ki dash Saito moved nearly instantaneously from one side of the lookout, to Zeke’s location. His knee was primed, aimed for the Saiyan’s chin. His assault was just beginning as Saito’s body contorted to the right, allowing his other leg to rise off the ground and strike out at Zeke’s side. This was followed by a left hook aimed at the cheek, and then a right uppercut aimed for the upper stomach. Letting his physical energy loose was the best way to train under these conditions, and he could feel the sweat forming all across his face and shoulders.
After each attack had been implemented Saito would do one final barrage, this one a flurry of punches aimed at Zeke’s chest. Not a particularly difficult attack to block, but enough of a surge to finish what Saito was trying to accomplish. After the barrage he would slide on his heels backwards across the thin tile until a fair distance was present between them. Zeke would undoubtedly notice the physical change in Saito’s appearance. His hair stood on end as though it was possessed by static, and his muscles would grow to nearly double the size they had been before. This was his focus state, and it was Saito’s current maximum power. Capping at just around eighty thousand it was yet still the strongest he had ever felt. Without his weights it would only have climbed higher. Yet the gravity and weighted ringlets required that he focus a great deal of his energy on them. Though he had never faced a super saiyan before, or even knew what one was, Zeke would be able to draw such a comparison to the way Saito looked now. His eyes matched the teal of his aura, and his blond hair stood on end. It was different, and yet eerily similar to the Saiyan’s hidden transformation.
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Jaxine Caulie
Goku
Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Mar 31, 2015 16:58:30 GMT -5
Little did Saito Kito realize how he was already close to learning Telekinesis already. He was pushing aside solid stone with Ki he had molded around his hands. The difference was Kit's version would work on Ki Attacks as well, whereas Zeke's telekinesis only worked on non-Ki based things. As far as he knew, anyway. He had never once bent a Ki-Wave away from him with his mind... but... maybe one day. If he could come to understand Kit's technique, Zeke may be able to master his Telekinesis on a new level!However as Kit managed to evade the attacks, Zeke figured he may as well use it directly on the person next time.
Zeke knew who Kemuri was. The Black Sun had simulated training based on assassinating both him and Budurai if the need ever arose. That need never came to be, as Zeke made sure. Zeke knew a bit about what went on with Earth and Kemuri. Zeke never did like that damn hyena's face. That's when he remembered the Sword Kito had on the wall. It was identical to that stupid dog's sword. To think he called himself a swordsman... If Zeke had been on Earth at that time, he would have ripped the blade from the man's hands himself.
With Kit charging in, Zeke knew the Dash technique. He had seen a similar technique before. Dodging, He managed to evade the first strike. He was hit with the second and third, blocking the last one at the last moment. He dropped his guard only to meet Kit's fists repeatedly pounding away at him. Zeke was knocked back, a bit of bruising was going to begin soon. Especially after that last one. Zeke looked up at the man, to see he had increased his power. Zeke straightened up. "You know... You look remarkably similar to a Super Saiyan right now." he stated. He figured Kit would know of them by now, considering Akassa's universal broadcast was done in that form.
Zeke had to inquire. "The sword from earlier. Do you use it? Or is it simply decorative?" He asked. "Because I would like to see what you know."
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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 Apr 2, 2015 13:42:11 GMT -5
His barrage had proven successful for the most part, and once a break in action transpired Zeke began to speak. He lamented that Saito was similar to a super saiyan in looks...Though the warrior had not heard the word super put in front of another word since the time he was five, he took the saying as a compliment. At least he didn't look like an average saiyan! What Zeke didn't know was just how ignorant Saito was to the world of media. Having been raised completely away from the television, he found no use for it now. The broadcast made by the queen had completely slipped Saito's vision and so not only was he unaware of the saiyan victory, but also seemed blatantly unaware of what the legendary golden haired for looked like. He replied all the same.
"Super Saiyan eh? I prefer to think of this as Super Human."
He said with a smirk. Kit had become more and more aware of the racial differences between the people around him. With genies, demons, half animals, and of course saiyans all making their presence known, he had to start learning more about their cultures, all the while supporting his own. Zeke continued, asking about the blade Saito had pointed out. Kemuri's blade was not untested in the hands of the Earth warrior. He had started his training with the Fuhrer and already had a basic understanding of its use. Still he prefered the personal combat between two men and their own hands. Zeke had already proven a formidable opponent, and he was a guest of the school. It was the least Kit could do to oblige his request. Taking a few steps to his left, and reaching up as though grabbing nothing at all, Saito pulled a sword from out of thin air. In reality he had simply walked to where the wall would have been in the simulator, but the effect was exciting none the less.
"This blade makes for poor decoration. I prefer to think of it as inspiration. It's own left a few permanent marks upon my body before his death. I could always use more practice with it."
He said, slowly twirling the blade in his right hand. It still felt like the blade of Kemuri, rather than his own. He hadn't gotten accustomed to the grip, or the slits in the metal where Kemuri's claws had scratched at it. Grasping it firmly with both hands, and looking over at Zeke who would undoubtedly be unsheathing his own masterful cutless, Kit charged. First he would slice upward, an easy attack for someone like Zeke to block, though if he did not a nasty horizontal slice up his face. He followed up by pulling the blade back in a defensive fashion, and then striking out on the left. The fuhrer had taught him to always return to a defensive stance. The longer the combination, the longer you leave yourself open to incoming attacks. Zeke was proving to be a most unique sparring partner.
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Jaxine Caulie
Goku
Dojo Blademaster
Bitch, your moma bought you Megablocks instead of Legos.
Posts: 765
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Apr 5, 2015 18:30:42 GMT -5
The super human thing confused Zeke, him stopping for a moment. The hell's a super human? Zeke thought to himself. Had humans also found a transformation state beyond what was originally imaginable that also consisted of teal eyes and golden hair!? Blasphemy! There would be no difference then! Zeke may as well rip his own tail off! He ground his teeth as he looked at it for a moment. He was over reacting, and he would calm down sooner or later. Truth was, Kit was detached from the world, so to speak. There was no television around... no radio... but he owned a god-forsaken coffee maker. Damn coffee. At least, he better own one. Otherwise he made Zeke drink instant coffee, in witch case Kit was going to die! (Not really, no worries.)
There was no real difference between their species. They could of been the same at one point, tens of thousands of years ago. Humans lacked the insane hunger and they came in more hair colors than Saiyans. And lacked tails that turned them into massive monsters. then again, what if they attached a Saiyans tail to a human? Interesting... And probly illegal.
His words about the sword got his attention. Zeke could clearly see the damage done. And yet he kept the blade that was used to do do the damage... Kito charged in with an upward slash that would have done some pretty good damage, had Zeke not evaded it. He slid aside with a certain grace that came from being on the receiving end of a blade so many times. Like Kit, he too received many scars from a sword. And also like the human... he now wielded that sword. In a flash of energy, Zeke called the legendary weapon fourth, clashing it with Kito's blade as he attacked Zeke's left after his defensive return. Zeke was left handed... it was easier and faster to defend from there. Had Kit attacked his right, he may have had better luck. The Masamune... shining with its Platinum mirrored blade and black titanium Celtic-Cross style guard. Usually, Zeke's sword was around seven feet long, or seventy-two inches. He cut it back to just thirty-four inches for now. Less than half the length... yet still a bit longer than the traditional twenty-eight inch blade. Kito's sword looked to be around that, maybe longer.
Zeke smiled. "If it's training you seek, you've met the right person. I am currently closing in on becoming an expert swordsman myself." He explained. Zeke should have said Master, but he believed nobody can truly be a Master at anything. There was always more to learn. 'Just being close' to expert was not true either though... Zeke had a tendency to underestimate his own skill. However, Kito was powered up quite substantially right now. He was weighted and fighting under new gravity. Zeke was at his full base, also weighted... they must of been pretty evenly matched.
Zeke would shove the man back, and with just the one hand, throw out a horizontal slash. However he would not return to a defense, he would charge in and aim a straight punch before turning to swing his whole body into a heavy upward strike from the sword. Learning to wield with just one hand was handy... no pun intended. It allowed the user a free hand to attack and defend with once one got used to the style. Thus, a combo could continue more effectively. However it took alot of concentration to focus on both your own strikes and the opponents reactions. Also, though he was training with Kosho using his right now and trying to become ambidextrous with his blades, Zeke felt he had another slight advantage being left handed by default. Most fighters dealt with right handed swordsman.
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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 Apr 9, 2015 13:34:37 GMT -5
(Zeke's turn to change the setting. Next post)
Another core difference between Zeke and Saito laid in their ability to manuever a blade. Zeke was by far the superior warrior in contest when it came to the edge of a blade. Swordsmenship was new to Saito, who to the best of his ability challenged Zeke's responses. The clash of their steel was a bit of a thrill for the crane master. A style he was not entirely comfortable with made for a challenge he had not expected. When Zeke countered the strikes, and then pushed him back, Saito slid on the heels of his sandals before forcing himself to a stop across the marble flooring. He had not gone far, which was much to his disadvantage as Zeke continued his attack, this time with only his left hand. It became clear to Saito that not only could Zeke best him with a blade, but he could do so with a single hand. Saito like most was right handed, but that was of no consequence considering his need to wield the katana with both hands. It was heavy, and required both hands to twist in the manners he required. Perhaps one day he would be able to use a single hand effectively, but certainly not today.
His first slash was met with the dull end of Saito's Katana, the clash again sending a chill through his spine. The follow up attack came unexpectedly. Saito twisted to the left allowing his shoulder to take the punch. Mistakenly dropping his sword from a defensive position, he was unable to block what came next. Zeke's blade flew upwards and with all of the reflexes Saito possessed he both stepped back and ducked down. A small spray of blood would his Zeke's neck as the tip of the blade made a small indention into Saito's nose. Nothing permanent or of significant damage, the tip of his nose bled in small drips to the marble flooring. Saito couldn't wait for Zeke to continue. He had already proven that being on the offense was easier than trying to block the quick witted saiyan. His sword was already pointed downward, and so in a crescent arc upward he struck. If his blade made contact with Zeke's he would slide his own sword down to his base and then release himself from the tension, pulling out and making one final chop at Zeke's right hip.
This form of sparring was definitely new to Saito. The swords were faster and far more deadly than a fist. It only made sense that he would feel a significant high from the affair. His muscles pulsed as the electricity surrounding him sparked with each clash of their blades. He responded to Zeke in mid combat, a choice he made only during more friendly spars. Talking was a weakness that he couldn't afford in regular combat, however with Zeke it was clear the fight was for fun and growth.
"You certainly appear to be an expert. Have you considered becoming a master and taking on students? You would do well!"
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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
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Apr 24, 2015 5:35:17 GMT -5
With some quick reflexes and footwork, Kit was more than able to evade the area of his slash. The splatter of blood turned Zeke's attention for the slightest second, but he would continue anyway. you were bound to receive a cut or two training with a blade. After the upward slash, he brought his weapon down only to meet Kit's own upward strike, clashing loudly as s few sparks shot from the metal. Kit's blade slid clean down to the guard of his own before he disengaged from the clash and threw out another slash at Zeke.
Zeke flipped his blade around for an under-handed hold and threw it up to his side vertically, other hand against the blade. The maneuver was quick and would prevent Kit's blade from closing in on Zeke's flesh. He would jump back and return the blade to its upright position and shout "Change!" as the simulator's background began to break down again and reform as the Immortal Coliseum. "This is where the Universal Tournament is held in the colony of Omega." he explained. from there, he would narrow his eyes. "Are you prepared to get a little more serious?" he asked.
Zeke would spring in and jump, aiming for a downward strike on Kit. If he defended it, he would draw the blade back and remain floating as he drew his left arm back with the sword in tow, allowing it to spring out like a piston in a rapid stabbing motion. "Use your blade to redirect my own! The speed will be too much for you to dodge constantly and your blade is too thin for blocking accurately!" He explained. He wanted to see how long it would take Kit to realize he could roll away or jump back out of harms way.
((Sorry for the wait, dude. I haven't been posting lately because of work. Its just really burning me out.))
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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 May 17, 2015 15:00:24 GMT -5
(Dude I am having the same problem! Planning for Summer Camp has me strapped for time and energy. If you want to end it we can wrap it up, otherwise we might just not post as frequently)
Their swords collided with a mystical beauty that Saito was unaccustomed to. While quick foot work and excellent technique brought him a more artistic joy through martial arts, there was a far more dangerous and exillerating thrill obtained through the clash of blades. The sparks that flew off of them warmed his cheek, and the realization that one false move could remove his head put an air of caution to his shoulders. When Zeke yelled Change the simulator did so, and quickly. The familiar blue sky was repalced with a very different atmosphere. If it weren't for Zeke's explanation Saito would have never known where they were. Omega was unheard of to him, but he understood the word tournament, and having met Conri Lane knew exactly what that tournament was. He would have never guessed such a place would smell...so bad. The crane master had truly glorified tournament fighting, but it only inspired him to fight harder.
Zeke gave him instruction, responding to Saito's last comment with action rather than words. His sword then began an awful continuation of slicing, cutting, striking, and chopping. It cut through the air with a high pitched swish. Saito was already on his feet, backing up as much as he could afford himself to. With each swish of the sword his own feet took another leap backwards. Zeke however was too fast for such a strategy to last very long. When he instructed Saito to redirect his blade the task seemed impossible. Each slice with the sword came quickly and his first attempt to raise his blade against Zeke was met with a dangerous clamor followed by the release of Saito's sword from his hands. Zeke was striking so fast and with a near deadly intent that Saito's own Katana had been unable to stop it. Saito had attempted a block and failed just as Zeke said he would.
The blond knew what to do, his martial arts instincts kicking in. As Zeke struck out again his blade would strike the ground where Saito had been. A brief Ki Dash accompanied with a duck and roll to his right would move Saito from the immediate danger and have him appear next to his grounded sword. He wouldn't slip up like that again. Everyone makes mistakes while learning, but this lesson would prove too dangerous for such mistakes to be acceptable. Another specle of blood left his nose. It had mixed with the sweat on his forehead and had a steady drip to the ground. Kit wiped his nose with the back of his left hand allowing the blood to smear onto his arm. There was considerably more blood than he was expecting and upon further inspection it became clear that Zeke had caught him again, this time on his upper arm towards his shoulder. In the attempt to wipe his face he had actually smeared additional blood on his cheek from the blow. His focus state was preventing any serious pain from being registered, and the cut was again not lethal or permanent, but a reminder of his mistake.
His movements are too quick to block, and he is too fast to run. Think...think back to your training. You know how to redirect Ki, how can you use such a tactic on a blade. It is a single, quick, sharp entity.
From one knee Saito watched his opponent continue their training. He hadn't given Saito much time to recover, and that was probably a good thing. Overthinking would get him killed. In this instance it was important to rely on natural instinct and skill. When Zeke's blade came at him again Saito held his own blade tightly with his right hand. He met the blade from the back, assisting it forward with a the tip of his own blade. Rolling his body around Zekes right he would put himself behind the Saiyan in one swift move. They were now nearly back to back and with one final swing Saito sent the blunt hend of his hilt into the square of Zeke's back. Hopefully his manuever would not get him killed, and perhaps it would land a blow on the warrior.
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