Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Feb 23, 2015 23:06:48 GMT -5
Standing in the center of her own training facility Akassa stood with her head up to the sky. It was growing late, but she was far from done with her day. Very rarely did the Queen slow down and even less rarely did she stop completely, only taking sleep when her body demanded it. Once and while though she awarded herself moments like this, when she could pause for a moment and take a breath. Even now though her mind would not grow silent, thoughts constantly forming as she plotted out what was next for her kingdom. M1Y1 was supposed to be on her way, a guard sent to retrieve the girl so that she might be tested. With that training session pending it strangely wasn’t what occupied her thoughts.
What dominated her mind was what also dominated a fair amount of the darkening sky above…Earth. The blue planet was so close to her birthplace, her kingdom and yet there was plenty she did not know about it. Sure she knew of the Fuhrer and the Guardian referred to as Kami, but beyond the powerful players there was much to learn. In the coming months she planned to make several visits to the sphere so that she could increase her knowledge, understand the planet that was her races closest neighbor. While its people were often weak there was promise in that world, promise that she hoped to turn into a benefit for all when the time was right. Akassa had plans as long as everything fell into place as it should. First things first though, she needed to focus on those closest to her. M1Y1 was the newest addition to her team.
What a strange…girl she had turned out to be. That classification didn’t seem accurate as the female was more of a liquid substance in what the Queen could only assume was her base form. Did such a creature truly have a gender? It didn’t matter she supposed for gender was not of importance. Male, female or neither, Akassa could care less about something like that as long as an individual remained loyal. Nasu and Toa were loyal without a flaw, something she hoped M1Y1 might be in time. There were many steps to go in order to arrive at that goal, but she saw potential in the girl. Potential in her abilities and potential in the ability to mold her to what Akassa needed. If all she wanted was information then the Queen was in one of the best positions in the Universe to offer troves of it. Going forward such data might be accessible tenfold. The Super Saiyan needed more than just a living computer though; she needed unique and powerful warriors. The Saiyan race’s past was not a peaceful one and she doubted the future would be as well.
Finally dropping her gaze from the sky Akassa looked instead to the dirt. Below her was mere soil, but not so far off the palace rose from. The structure was massive, larger than it had ever been in past generations. From the ashes and rubble of the old the new had arisen. Her palace symbolized her own ascension to the throne. Having pushed up through the dirt and dust that was what her father’s legacy had become Akassa had risen to the height up Saiyan power. Never before had there been a warrior like her and never again would there be. Not even those with Hattori blood could match her. The thought brought a grin to the Queen’s face, she would never be surprised, a vow she had made to herself upon taking the throne. What better warrior could M1Y1 hope to train under? Sparring with Akassa was testing your skills against the greatest the Universe had seen in over a millennium.
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Post by Maya on Feb 24, 2015 0:20:46 GMT -5
Already have taken a position of comfort within the sturdy walls of the palace a simple, meager room was provided for its extended stay under the Saiyan banner; few comforts of living where given as a gift, one might call them at least. A well dressed bed with fabrics that M1Y1 could only relate to cotton but with a plushy texture to them almost as fine as silk but lacked a certain smoothness of the material; a oak wardrobe which sat in the corner of the room and a computer system that was up linked to the severs of the Saiyan Net. Really the only two things of notice that M1Y1 had taken interest in were that of the informational up link and the wardrobe... M1Y1 itself found the latter an odd thing to fixate on... yet its mind would wander from time to time across its many carved lines that intrenched its base figure, its well sanded exterior and brass knobs... there was something of comfort to be found in it. Shaking its gaze off the wood fixture M1Y1 resumed its long process of the seemingly endless stream of tasks that had fallen under its wing to be taken care of, there was no time limit to be stamped on each yet M1Y1 saw no point in wasting time with other affairs such as mindless wandering at ill fallen ideas that would lead to no where of greater importance.
Mind locked within the confines of cyber space the new presence upon the room overshot M1Y1's thoughts, words meeting a brick wall there was no physical response from the alien. Hand grasping that of M1Y1's shoulder its eyes whipped open with a flurry of movement as the troop was positioned back first into the nearby wall with a thundering clap of movement, arm protruding against the man's face its silverite barrel proved M1Y1 meant nothing other than to incinerate the being from the surface of the world.
"Ma'ma- please... My lady- The queen- she calls for you!" M1Y1's vice grip on the man's throat causing his words to sputter out like a clogged faucet. Prior to this moment M1Y1 had taken its upon itself to review all of those with access to the realms of the palace, if- however unlikely- another not of access where to penetrate into the walls of the building M1Y1 would need to identify and destroy if at all possible, after its last scuffle with a mere machine its limits had been proven below that it thought; even still it seemed as though the lowly troop was no match against its strength. Eyes glowing with its traditional silver shimmer its grip loosened from the mans neck as he collapsed on the floor wheezing for new found life.
Where...? M1Y1 spoke, its barrel still leaning at its waist, there seemed little point of actually having it unsheathed at this point in time, for one reason or another it had practicality when it came to discovery of information. Sure enough the sight of the weapon only made the man back down further than he had before, having never see someone with such an attachment that melded flesh and skin he was unsure of that which he faced.
"Out beyond the castle, due south!" He blurted out with a sense of fear in his voice.
A simple nod was all the response M1Y1 returned to the man as it turned about towards the door; sliding from its path the door vanished leaving M1Y1 to pause in its doorway. Turning to face the man once again who appeared to still be recovering M1Y1 pointed its finger at him with a small wag.
No touch....
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The directions given where basic enough to give M1Y1 bearing within the palace, the whole building was a maze to those unknown of its features but given fresh designs M1Y1 found its way easily to the marking which it had mapped. Fresh air, something M1Y1 had gone without for a few days having been sucked within its own mind for the better part of a week, it was a shift which M1Y1 saw little fit to change but it had been summoned, for whatever reason though had yet to be known.
Flowing down the steps of a rather grand stair case its eyes fell upon the form of Akassa as she stood out in the open training field below, her eyes casting out towards the blue sphere of the Earth; two thoughts came to mind as it walked, either Akassa planed for a long winded conversation away from the prying ears of others or she wished to train as she mentioned prior... neither of which M1Y1 saw positive over the other. The idea of turning tail and going back inside as if the message was never relayed passed through its mind but by now Akassa would have spotted it with no one else to be spotted in sight.
A deep sigh lifted from its body as the stairs dropped down to the level of the training yard, various instruments had been fixed upon the area, each one providing different physical benefits but given both Akassa strength and M1Y1's it doubted any of which would be used in the coming moments, just what was it she had planned for it? Having little to nothing in the forms of combative experience M1Y1 was a virgin when it came to any type of fighting, images, videos of such graphic displays had been rendered for it to watch but it concept was still a foreign one which it had yet to wrap its mind about; if one where to fight then the goal would be to kill, would it not? For what purpose did two spar, fighting was meant to destroy ones enemies not batter and bruise them like a fallen fruit, as curious as M1Y1 was the idea of bodily harm was not a pleasant one to think of.
Arriving but a few feet out from the queen M1Y1 paused in its stride, with an all to familiar gesture M1Y1 gave a swift bow before the woman as it had done at their conclusion of their formed alliance. During the time between the two events M1Y1 should have gone about researching the real meaning behind the gesture yet its plate had been more than filled since that day, a moment of free space was not a luxury which M1Y1 had nor wanted, work was something which it enjoyed so there was no reason to break away from it.
Standing back to its full height M1Y1 repositioned itself, its expressionless face looking upon Akassa as if awaiting for the purpose of being taken away from its studies.
M1Y1... Summoned?
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Feb 24, 2015 20:50:35 GMT -5
Akassa attention was drawn to the girl as soon as she began to descend the staircase. Pleased with the quick response time the Queen gently crosses her arms over her chest as she waits for M1Y1 to close the rest of the gap between them. As she approached her eyes scan the lithe female over. Her frame looked almost fragile considering how thin she was in some places, but the same could be said about Akassa by most Saiyan males. Her own figure was closer to that of a human woman’s…less muscular, wider set hips and a more angular face. Like the Queen, M1Y1 played the part of someone weak, yet Akassa sensed strength within her. The signature she sported at the moment and what she had shortly ascended to within the simulator was far above normal, outclassing all but the most elite of her soldiers.
When she finally came to a stop a short distance between her the girl’s words were almost cute, had Akassa had the ability to notice such traits. Cute or not they cut to the point; one thing she had to admit was pleasing about the way the girl spoke…even if it was not always the clearest.
”Yes, I did summon you and I appreciate the quick response time. Do you know where we stand M1?” The shortened version of her name much easier on the tongue, more fluid really. Strangely enough she rarely used nicknames, always calling Ezekiel by his full name instead of the common Zeke others used, but for M1Y1 it was different. Referring to her almost seemed like talking with an android, creatures that the Queen was not at all found of. Honestly even M1 sounded off…perhaps she would develop a more normal sounding nickname for her, one that also might put the guards at ease since it would sound more human. These thoughts racing through her head Akassa barely pauses before continuing after the question.
”The palace’s training grounds. Here the most elite of my soldiers practice, including my brother Nasu and me. While much of this equipment is below beings of our strength, there is much more to this area than meets the eye. Here the gravity can be amplified to over one hundred times what is normal and even beyond that when it is done being upgraded. Such capabilities allow even me to be tested and tried while engaged in combat. The Saiyan people are the Universes best warriors so we must train with the best equipment and with the most effort. You are now part of New Vegeta’s military even if your skills focus more on the systems that run it. I need you to be able to defend yourself and what is around you to the utmost of your abilities. The first threat you tackled was an internal one, but other, more physical challenges may very well come your way.
Today I wish to see what you are capable of when not hooked into a machine. Resolute, amplify the gravity x5 of normal, let us start her there.” The later part of the statement of course directed at the AI that resided within the palace systems. There was no audible response this time, but both of them would be able to tell Resolute had complied when the gravity of the training grounds shifts, becoming five times stronger in an instant. Arms still lightly crossed over her chest, Akassa seemed unhindered, but how would M1 fair?
Today was designed to test and feel out what, if any skills M1Y1 had when in a real combat situation. Any that knew the Queen were aware she rarely held back and even with someone as knew as this girl, she did not plan to exactly pull her punches. Sure she would suppress her signature to better match the other female, but that was as far as her sympathy went. Going forward each blow would be aimed to hurt and strike true. Coddling another was not the Saiyan way, not the way that Akassa had been raised. Countless time she had suffered brutal beatings at the hands of those stronger than her only to come back stronger for it. Not all possessed the Saiyan ability zenkai, but a loss still contained countless benefits. Experience was knowledge and knowledge was what separated those that lived and those that died. Power of course had a role to play, but one had to live long enough to achieve such strength. Akassa planned to ensure that those tied to her would live to enjoy the glory they all were to achieve.
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Post by Maya on Feb 25, 2015 1:54:05 GMT -5
There was no doubt the eyes of the queen had fallen upon M1Y1's moving form as it had taken stride down the stairs, the area was wide, pressing up till the fortification of the palace walls, without a soul aside from Akassa it was only but M1Y1 to create a stir with its new found presence. Bowing before the queen M1Y1 questioned for what reason it had been called away from its work, having seen the area around them and knowing of its presence long before this point M1Y1 constructed a thin outline of what it was M1Y1 was there for; something which did not please M1Y1 much but there seemed to be little in the ways of resisting the whim of the queen, after all... this was one part of the agreement to the alliance. Thinking back on that moment where the two of them joined forces M1Y1 should have brought up matter at hand up but given what it had gone through standing was difficult enough without a broken verbal debate; the hammer had struck and the deal was crafted, only a waste of time would be found if M1Y1 tried to rid itself of the combative duty as much as it held displeasure of the idea. Having known this day was soon to come M1Y1 had done its best to keep Akassa rather occupied with various other goings on through her days even going so far as to alter the queens schedule slightly to keep her busy but not every moment of the woman's day could be controlled, after all she was queen and her word was law within these lands.
A sigh would surely need to be given at the task at hand but M1Y1 kept the unnecessary release to itself; respect was something which M1Y1 had for the queen, not just for her strength (something in which she had yet to reveal to M1Y1) but for her control over the lands and those that lived upon it, she feared no one though many did fear her. M1Y1 knew few of such things as respect but it was the closet thing it knew of to compare the idea it held for Akassa, in time all things changed though. Knowing little of its future or that of the Empire its opinion could always change to that of something else when the queen fell under pressure or attack but for the time being the woman held her position with strength, not daring to let other effect her judgment and ruling. In reality Akassa was the only person which M1Y1 would even take a moment to listen to, not even for the fact of the rank she held; titles meant little to the alien, the alliance held M1Y1's ear to what Akassa spoke as both of their futures might rely on one another on day to come.
Reaching the question that had been spoken M1Y1 stood in a state of confusion with the way Akassa had addressed it... M1... why would she do such a thing?
M1...? M1Y1 spoke, there was no hint of disgust in its voice more of M1Y1 was confused as to why the queen had called it by such a name, only had it ever known itself to be M1Y1, not this "M1" she spoke of. Pondering for a moment M1Y1 shrugged off meaning behind it, for whatever reason the queen knew what she was doing so M1Y1 thought nothing more of it; M1 was just as fine as its full number and after all this was her world not its alone, if she saw fit to call it M1 then who was M1Y1 to correct it? Turning its focus back on the queens answer M1Y1 nodded its head gently.
Yes.... It answered the question in simple format not going much in depth to that of which she asked. Whetere the queen felt the need to explain or it was part of the whole introduction M1Y1 stilled itself as it took her words upon itself, mentioning people it had not yet had the chance or want to meet Akassa continued forward speaking in length of the area that they stood in. Even though Akassa continued to speak M1Y1's mind held back on her note of gravity.
Gravity.... Increased.... Bearing down.... Interesting.... M1Y1 thoughts sucked inside its mind at Akassa's words though spoke nothing out loud of it, while the idea itself was promising M1Y1 wasn't exactly sure it wished to test the principle itself, the whole ordeal seemed rather... intense.
Defend....
M1Y1 had been proven once already that its capabilities where not within areas which it would consider ample; compared to those of normal abilities M1Y1 was a god in skill yet compared to that of the company of Akassa it was but a fly, a mere speck on the wall. There was much room for improvement yet it found its points of interest not to be those in which its body was the main function, physical contact, blows to another body where not things which called out to M1Y1. The sole purpose of its creation was for destruction but M1Y1 saw nothing of pleasure to come from it; the mind was all that it wished to focus on. What was it that could possibly ever happen in which its mind could not solve the issue, why would it ever need to strike a blow against someone if they could be prevented from getting close enough in the first place. M1Y1 thought dearly to stand against this but from with just a glance into Akassa's eyes it knew there was nothing of worth it could speak to change her mind on the matter.
A presence burst around M1Y1's body like the weight of a star was crushing down upon it with all of its force, struggling to stay on its feet M1Y1 stumbled about before its footing could regain a stance of structure. This was something new, fresh; never before had anything like this fallen upon M1Y1, every portion of its body felt as though strings pulled at it, trying to force M1Y1 into the ground. The substance of its body was meant to hold against most foreign forces but having never experience gravity to such a degree it warped like jello under a high speed fan trying to find some solid form to it.
Eyes shooting up towards Akassa it took her appearance as nothing of a surprise, the changes in gravity unphased her body, standing above it she appeared as if nothing had changed; just how powerful was this woman... what had she done to master such feats of strength?
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Feb 25, 2015 18:57:18 GMT -5
"Yes, M1. I do not mean to offend, but M1Y1 isn't so easy on the tongue and is far to close to that of an androids title. I am not fond of machines. Perhaps there is something else you are addressed as?" Akassa had no idea if the girl knew at all what she was talking about, but being straight forward was almost always her approach. Not looking to be rude, the Queen only hoped for something different to address her as so she did not constantly remind her of the constructs she so despised. M1Y1 might note the much more pleasant a tone her voice carried now, her mood far lighter than it had been the last time they talked. With combat on the horizon how could Akassa not be in better spirits? Even if it was to be short lived.
The explanation of the nickname was given after the enhanced gravity had taken effect, the Queen's eyes never leaving the girl. Quietly she had wondered how such force might affect M1Y1 simply due to her organic structure. Having taken a liquid form, what obviously allowed her to reshape herself, Akassa questioned how such anatomy might hold up under a sudden increase in gravity. Creatures like herself, Saiyan's and humans alike, had to adjust to such things. The first few moments into any new level of gravity training exerted the most strain on the muscles. Then the flow of Ki began to adjust, compensate for the increased force it needed to handle. Such capabilities needed to be slowly adapted though as the body could handle only so much. Stepping into a gravity setting far above what you had conditioned to spelt death to most.
Akassa was able to handle ten times this while M1Y1 appeared to struggle. She could not really be blamed for her focus in life did not seem to be combat as it was for Akassa. So much focus on technology and her role with it had resulted in a weaker form though, but it was something that could be rectified. Giving the girl time the Queen said nothing, waiting for her to seem more comfortable with the gravity before continuing. Some adjusted quickly and some took quite some time, like Leke when he had first experienced a similar training session.
"Now that you have adjusted, assuming you are fit to move forward, let me see what you are capable of in terms of output. While addressing the breach your signature tripled to what it is now, is that all you have hidden within you? Show me you maximum, like so. " Having multiple levels of power herself, Akassa was unsure if M1 was the same. Before they actually began she needed to know how far down her own energy needed to be suppressed, doubting her full Super Saiyan power would be needed here. Still, the girl needed to know what Akassa meant.
Still relatively close to M1, the Queen's arms drop to her sides. With a thought her body ascends, shifting from her normal state to that of her Super Saiyan one. Golden energy burst forth from her body, veiling her in a yellow glow. Power spiking her hair rises along with it, the black replaced by blonde while surprisingly the streak of red remained. Her tailed took on the same golden hue, the appendage swaying casually behind her as she stood. Outward energy poured from her not so imposing stature, the small female housing far more power than her frame looked capable of. The aura around her had a life of its own, waving and churning around the Queen as she stood. Such was the force that the dust at her feet, even smaller rocks roll away from her. M1Y1 was affected by the whipping air as well, the wind biting and her clothes and tossing her hair. This was the power of the Queen of New Vegeta, the strength of Akassa Hattori and unknown to M1Y1 it was only seventy five percent of the females true strength.
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Post by Maya on Feb 25, 2015 22:31:30 GMT -5
M1Y1 thought on the Queens words for a moment of time, there had never been anything else it had ever gone by before, it simply was M1Y1, the name was set apart from others with its misplacement of numbers then again it was not like others only but a machine. Names were a hassle for one to deal with, so many faces with different titles attached to them, M1Y1 did not remember a person for their birth given name but by their reflection of their actions onto M1Y1. Prior to this moment M1Y1 never thought much of its serial number, by terms of a name M1Y1 really didn't have one, the overbearing nature of others discovery for a name had pressured it into taking its given serial number as what could be a name. In the end of it all a name mattered none, its deeds would be what people should remember not the title behind it, ones actions could spread much further than a word ever could.
M1... Fine....
M1Y1 shrugged off the notion as little more than idle conversation with no real merit to be found, time was ticking and the longer they spent speaking of matters of ill importance was time that could be spent efficiently else where. The whole point of the matter was to relieve stress of the spoken name; save time in the long run. Whatever the Queen saw as most effective was nothing which M1Y1 would complain about, M1Y1 after all was only but a guest, not just on this world but to this galaxy.
With the activation of the gravity field M1Y1 struggled to keep its footing balance to a state where standing straight would not cause it to crumble into the flooring below, even so it proved much more difficult than one might have thought. Nothing of the sort had ever occurred to M1Y1 and it was glad for that; there was no pain, no suffering just an an over whelming burden on its body, thoughts boggled its mind with the sight of Akassa standing as if nothing from the norm was occurring. M1Y1 had always given Akassa the benefit of the doubt when the woman spoke of her greater strength, not very sure whether she was exaggerating her powers but now it was clear as crystal that her words spoke all of that and more. Surely this is what madness was, straining to stand while another goes about their business as if everything was fine, as if nothing out of the ordinary was occurring. M1Y1 would have thought its eyes where malfunction from the increase in gravity with the sight of Akassa before her, not even a winch upon her face, but various checks told it everything was working at peak efficiency.
Straining against the force of the new found gravity M1Y1 was slow to pick itself back up to a standing position, it was no easy task but by expanding its inner membrane along its spine M1Y1 stood back to its full height though a considerable amount of force was needed to maintain its current stature. Addressing M1Y1 while it worked against the invisible force on its body she spoke of showing its true capabilities like those it had displayed back at the simulator; at the time M1Y1 thought its strength was only given off from within the cyber world but it appeared that its body still followed the effects of it mind regardless of where it was at. There was no issue with this matter, simply something new it had discovered of itself... the real question was how did Akassa know... there was no way in which she could have registered its power output less they tapped into its body and M1Y1 would have taken notice of that.... Deeply entrenched in its mind did the question become but this was not the time nor the place to speak of such things with the force of gravity pummeling down upon it.
Arms dropping down to her side the Queen under went the transformation M1Y1 had seen once before, this time though the world slowed down just for M1Y1 as it watched the display frame by frame, unlike before the spectacle could be watched up close and at its leisure. Flames of golden energy enveloped the woman's body at speeds that matched light itself, shimmering arches of her strength radiated out from her body seeming to appear from every which angle that it could see. It had been a question M1Y1 long had about what it was that she under went when this occurred, as of yet though it had gone unspoken and unheard to anothers ears. While her whole body took an change of appearance M1Y1 notice one small factor that kept its same physical structure, a strain of red hair never seemed to change either time the shift had taken place, for what reason was that?
Time flow reverting back to a normal standard M1Y1 nodded its head at the Queens suggestion, showing its true power to the Queen. M1Y1 was unsure as to why it needed to be seen once again if she had a front row seat last time but it was not one to disappoint, especially not the Queen. Light burst from M1Y1's eyes in a flurry of a display with the triggering of its over drive, though weak in comparison to that of Akassa as she stood its power level shot up three fold to that of what it once was. It was then that the strain of gravity lessened on its body, the force was still present at the moment but it was lessened, no movements or commands from Akassa had gone out to lower it any; under its own strength it stood now.
Better...?
M1Y1 paused for some time as it looked over the form of Akassa with inquiry in its eyes, there where so many questions that needed to be answered here but where to start and when? So far M1Y1 had done its best to keep distance from every being within the palace to focus on its work, even that of the Queen had been pushed away to keep a moment like this from happening. There was little doubt that whatever was coming would fall in M1Y1's favor but if by chance it still stood before the Queen afterwards it would discovery, ask that of which had gone to long unspoken, with any luck it would learn something of true value.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Feb 26, 2015 23:25:29 GMT -5
”Impressive.”
Yet far from adequate. Akassa kept a neutral face as she spoke, not exactly disappointed in the power that M1Y1 was able to put out, but having hoped for a more. Many she met did not reveal their maximum strength during their first encounter so the Queen had thought there might be deeper reserves. Still, it was far more than the average soldier was capable of producing and even more commendable for a creature that was not Saiyan. As one of the strongest races in the Universe, save maybe the much rarer Icejin, the average Saiyan soldier was not a weakling when compared to most. Individuals like M1Y1 and Akassa were the oddity, those that had risen above the rest whether it is through training or simply genetics. Such natural growth on M1Y1’s part hinted at potential for more.
Having no need of her Super Saiyan form, not able to suppress it to the level at which M1Y1 currently sat, Akassa lets it dissipate. In an instant her power was back down to its base which her weights dampened even further. Looking the girl over one last time she turns from her and starts to walk away. Now it was time to test the girl in the most basic of ways, what she was capable of in combat. More than anything Akassa wanted to see how she moved, how she chose to defend herself and attack. Techniques were a vital part of a fight, that was to be sure, but more often than not martial skill decided such bouts. If the girl was not able to block and counter attack they were going to need to start with that, techniques of varying degrees could come later.
Putting several yards between them the Queen then turns on a heel, a broad smile on her face as she looks to M1Y1’s glowing eyes. ”Come at me M1. I want to see how you might attack a foe that threatens your being. Do not hold back in the least in terms of strength or what tactics you might employ. Treat this as if it were a fight to the death so that your true skill might be showcased. Even employ unsavory tactics if you choose, nothing will be held against you when we are done.” Akassa was completely serious. In the past she had chastised and injured people that employed certain…tactics against her, if they could be called that in some cases. Of course she knew such things were often used in real life scenarios there were a few thing she didn’t appreciate in a sparring match. Just ask Conri Lane.
Settling back into a light stance, Akassa motions for M1Y1 to begin. Whenever she chose to attack and however she chose to attack the girl would realize she had been granted freedom to fight in any form, but it would not be against an idle target. The Queen believed in learning by experience and mistakes, the way she had been raised. Underestimate and opponent and receive a beating in turn, that was a concept she had grasped at a very young age. She had no idea how old M1Y1 might be, but she was ready to teach her all she could. If her plans for expansion in the future were going to take shape Akassa was going to need a well-trained army with elite soldiers at its helm.
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Post by Maya on Feb 28, 2015 4:04:06 GMT -5
Powered to the fullest of its current capabilities M1Y1 stood before Akassa waiting for a response from the woman, it was unsure of what she would think of its some what stunning elevation in power; comparability so. Though a small feat of power with the shear winds that came from Akassa form the woman held great strength that of which penetrated normal means; the density of ones power congealed into one mass such a Akassa was which could effect the world around her... it was boggling from an organic being. M1Y1 itself understood the limitations of organic life forms, most reaching their full potential when adolescence was breached but with Akassa... that point had come and bypassed over and above completely; machines were not the same. Synthetic life; what few out there that might exist, where only limited by the technology that existed at the time of their creation, if a new source was discovered then it was brought into their own being but Akassa... she was a mere organic... none of this, any of it should not have been possible. M1Y1 knew well of Akassa false arm, robotic in nature, even still the rest of her was organic, that M1Y1 was sure of. There must have been something... something which M1Y1 over looked, something that gave Akassa the means to warp the world around it, to harness power beyond its set limitations... M1Y1 had seen this once before in a woman named Della, any such ideas had been passed over as Della... she was not as she appeared, she was estranged from the rest which it had come across before, even now M1Y1 could not pin point just what Della was.
Ideas boggled the mind as Akassa spoke snapping M1Y1 from its trance like state, almost entirely had it forgotten about its surroundings so caught up inside its own mind, its thoughts where like a rip tide which often pulled it away from the outside world so deeply caught up in them. Akassa spoke that of which could be thought favorable towards M1Y1 but the complete lack of expression on her face told a tale much louder than Akassa voice could ever reach, "Impressive" was a shield to hide her real thoughts all of which M1Y1 understood. There was much M1Y1 could do to improve itself, by the standards of all living beings M1Y1 was still a child though its appearance showed else; its skills where very much in the early stages of development, with its life span reaching past the stars themselves there was a long winding road before its true strengths could ever become an reality. Depressing for others but ideal for M1Y1, it knew well enough that it harbored great strength to the feeble masses of the universe but it was not up to par with Akassa's standards or even its own... something that needed to change. M1Y1 held little in regard to the idea of fighting, combat was pointless if the target could be vanquished before they became a threat or even reached their goal... yet there was something that could have been taken from this; every experience it had come across before had been a lesson to craft its mind into a more understanding and formatted system, maybe something of the sort would come out of this as well.
Dropping the golden aura from her body Akassa returned to her previous state which M1Y1 had first seen her, having a lack of a general idea of the woman's power this either meant the woman was weaker than M1Y1 as of now, or now a closer match... neither idea was very promising as the first would have been insulting if M1Y1 knew of the concept and the latter showed that Akassa need not be at her full strength to take M1Y1 on. Having thought the match was going to being M1Y1 was unsure what of make of it when Akassa took stride as she backed away, there was no guard up to be seen, it was almost as though the whole idea of a fight between the two had slipped her mind; a nice thought to be had by M1Y1 but there was no such luck as Akassa spun about to face M1Y1 once more.
Close....
M1Y1 muttered to itself in what could only be compared to disappointment but no matter how much M1Y1 wished to be back at work it appeared that in order to do so Akassa was the person which it needed to get past, not something in which it thought highly of. Giving the go ahead to unleash whatever it was that M1Y1 saw fit to attack Akassa a small sigh slipped from M1Y1's lips, there seemed to be no point in trying to get out of this now, Akassa's mind was set. With the green light set into place M1Y1 eyed the surrounding area, without a soul in sight it appeared as though they would be the only two to witness the spar, that also gave it full usage without blowing anyone else up in cross fire... M1Y1 cared little of the latter though.
With a simple nod of the head its right arm began to melt back into its body with the appearance of a long barrel that seemed to meld with its flesh; being its primary force of attack M1Y1 usually sought to bring out the big guns when fitted against a threat and as far as Akassa went, she was a big threat. Lifting off from the ground M1Y1 took to the skies, not in a fashion which brought in the effects of breaking necks but a smooth slow rise. Once finding a nice place to level out on M1Y1 aimed its cannon out towards the East and with a few test shoots it nodded its head with approval, it seemed to be in proper order. In a flash of moment its cannon was fixated on Akassa as sparks of silver energy glowed from its base with a vibrating orb of green light shimmering at the base.
Pulsar cannon....
Bursting out from its arm M1Y1 recoiled from the blast of energy as it rocketed down towards Akassa's position, having seen just what speeds Della was capable of M1Y1 had no doubt the Queen could easily move from its path with little thought, but to witness it happen was what M1Y1 sought to see. Both sides were studying, watching the other for their capabilities, M1Y1 wished to know what it was Akassa could do, and if what M1Y1 thought it knew of the Queen there was much more to be seen.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
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Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Mar 1, 2015 21:04:11 GMT -5
Observing as the girl’s arm melt its way back into her arm the Queen lifts a brow. She had seen the shape shifting M1 was capable of, but this was different. Instead of reforming into something the “flesh” appeared to melt away, revealing what she could only assume to be a weapon. The canon did not fire though, Akassa having expected the fight to begin right then and there now that the gun had been revealed. It would seem M1 was not as aggressive as the Queen would have been, but that should have been expected. Based on the little she knew of the strange girl her focus was more on adapting to her surroundings and gaining information, both admirable skill to be sure ,yet not the most useful when locked into combat with another.
Watching her rise it became obvious her aerial movement was not bukujutsu based like many other creatures. Eyeing her feet the way she raised into the air seemed to be more one dimensional than the way a fighter could exert Ki from their bodies through the air. Bukujutsu allowed energy to be expelled from the body at any point which was why it provided such mobility while flying, making twists and turns executable with ease. What M1 used seemed more for a vertical ascent, yet she had used it to fly back to the palace before. Perhaps there was a way to angle the direction of the thrusters so that she could alter her course through the air. That was just another thing Akassa was going to have to test out.
The test shots had another question forming in the Queen’s mind. Did the girl’s method of flight and weapon arm use Ki or were they more mechanical in nature? In the past Akassa had fought against an android in her simulator. The machine, like many of its kind, did not seem to have the ability to utilize Ki. Instead the android had relied heavily on a pistol and energy saber it was equipped with. While both had been efficient weapons in their own right they had ultimately led to the Queen’s victory as the androids attack was limited. The advantage of knowing how to use your own Ki for attacks was the near limitless ways in which it could be used. A gun could be pointed, fired and perhaps used as a bludgeoning weapon, yet beyond that there was little variety. Energy manipulation was the true way to gain the upper hand in a fight, revealing techniques at opportune times in order to catch your foe off guard. If unable to determine this by the end of the fight, Akassa planned to outright ask the girl.
The slow approach finally led to something offensive when M1 fired in her direction. It seemed to the Queen that her ally was still not taking this seriously. Perhaps more was needed to convince the girl of how important this session was. As the alien fired Akassa’s legs bend slightly, dropping into a light crouch before rocketing upwards. Heading right towards the blast she uses her Zenzoken to easily avoid the shot. Her speed enhanced by the technique she all but appears next to the other female. Looking to quicken the paces of the fight she had no intentions of holding back, even if M1 was inexperienced.
As she came back into view alongside the girl, Akassa already had her right arm cocked back. Sending it forward towards M1’s jaw she was looking to catch her right across the side of the face. Even as that strike was connecting, pending it did, her left leg was swinging upwards to slam hard into the girl’s gut and prevent her from launching sideways as it instead forces her body up. If both blows were to connect she would not stop there, her hands snapping forward to grab a hold of M1’s arm that remained normal. With a twist she yanks and spins the both in the air in order to whip her down towards the ground below. All things successful M1 might find herself in the dirt below, Akassa still floating in the air above her. If she was to be caught so off guard perhaps it might show her how serious this fight was to be.
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Post by Maya on Mar 3, 2015 7:09:44 GMT -5
With the rippling energy blast tearing through the atmosphere towards the Queen M1Y1 floated there silently in the air, there was no rush at the moment to spring down upon Akassa though not for the reasons one might think. M1Y1 as it was, not just the being that its mind held but the overall make of its kind where not the type to engage with full on contact combat; tactics were used to avoid conflict by means of preemptive strike and single long range shots, if; however once thought impossible, the target survived the initial first attack then a retreat was called to access the situation further and devise methods to better suit the situation. M1Y1 by no means; along with its kin, where hand to hand fighters, it saw no reason as to pouncing on Akassa while the energy blast rolled in towards her as it knew not what else to do, as unsatisfying as that was to think. The chances of ever coming across a being that held power to withstand a single blow from its kins attacks was never though of as never did the thought come up, simple organic life was never meant to rise to levels of strengths as M1Y1 had come to see as of late; Della, Akassa, were anomalies that should have never been... was there even more like the two of them? By what means did they reach this feats of strength?
Flexing her muscles M1Y1 took notice of the stance Akassa took, she was ready to move, to dodge, or maybe something entirely different from what M1Y1 had come to expect, with such little combative experience it was nearly unknown to just what she might do other than within normal bounds. M1Y1's eyes dilated in and out as it watched the blurry image of Akassa dash straight towards the green ball of energy, surely this was a tacit most insane... either that or Akassa was even stronger than M1Y1 had first thought, troublesome to say the least but what confused M1Y1 even more than that was Akassa's wavering body. Unlike before it seemed... see through, as if a force had changed her opacity to a point where she no longer was fully there.
How....?
M1Y1's question would continue to go unanswered with Akassa appearing next to M1Y1 within a fraction of a second from where she had been before. M1Y1 flashed back to its encounter with Della, as if the same actions taken that day where reflecting upon the moment. Such agility... how was any of this even possible? None of this should be possible... everything from what it had known... this made no sense and yet the facts were shown right in its face.
There was hardly even a second which M1Y1 had to react to the coming attack from Akassa; having its guard up before this moment it was prepared for a direct strike, before hand there was no way of knowing just how powerful Akassa might have been so M1Y1 gave a great width of caution with the unknown. Arm revving up in a defensive posture M1Y1 cocked its hand into a fist as it rose up between its face and Akassa's coming arm; contact was made against M1Y1 forearm sending visible ripples down M1Y1's body, the flesh-like substance that composed M1Y1's body had never experience such a force before and acted accordingly to the foreign pressure. In time its body would learn how to correctly keep its form without warping to powerful impacts but that would be much later... most likely after Akassa tore M1Y1 up and down the length of the area.
The quick block was short lived never thinking than a second attack was fully in the works and near completion, eyes glancing over to the side of Akassa they fell upon her swift kick aiming towards its lower torso. There was no time... options were open, each one giving a similar outcome of impact... Akassa had proven just to quick and a well seasoned fighter for M1Y1, even if M1Y1 took action there just wasn't enough time to react accordingly to the second attack. Eyes shutting M1Y1 let the attack come knowing there wasn't anything of worth while to deflect the strike; breaching past its walls of defense Akassa's leg met with M1Y1's stomach, though it felt no pain from the strike the wind was still blow through M1Y1's lips as it struggled against the force of Akassa's leg. Bending over with the force of kick M1Y1 took little notice of the Queen's next move till her hand was firmly grasped onto M1Y1's wrist. Recovering from the kick M1Y1 was pulled along by Akassa in a whirlwind of movement; with the senors placed inside of M1Y1 it knew all to well of its position not suffering under the ill effects of the confusion caused by such methods but the G forces from the speeds that Akassa generated were overwhelming to the point that M1Y1 could barely lift its arms. With one final spin Akassa released M1Y1 from her grip sending M1Y1 flinging towards the ground like a missile.
Having already taken into account the levels of gravity which still pulled at its body M1Y1 knew that at the speeds it was traveling there was only a small gap in time between it and the ground, if something where to going to come from M1Y1 it needed to be now. Unlocked from the pressures that Akassa's movements had forced upon M1Y1, it was free to move about once again, raising its cannon towards the coming ground M1Y1 let loose a beam of energy towards the ground, unlike its usual blasts the continuous stream held strong as it tore into the floor of the training area. The two forces met as a backlash of energy shot M1Y1 back into the sky towards Akassa, with its flight abilities still enabled M1Y1 ripped through the air towards Akassa's once more. M1Y1 preferred ranged combat but Akassa had more then proven that those would do little to help here, if any type of success were to be taken from this then its fists must be used.
Blazing a trail up towards Akassa, M1Y1 balled its hand into a tightly closed fist ready to strike Akassa, it had taken notice of the woman's rather short stature compared to most; which that in mind M1Y1's body would began to change, though it would appear that M1Y1 facial feature had gone unchanged its body would double in size to that it previously was. Having extra arm length would give M1Y1 an advantage with close combat and given its lack of experience it would surely take great lengths to give M1Y1 a hand.
Coming up to face the Queen, M1Y1 would attempt a swift jab to her jaw, it was similar to that of which Akassa had done to M1Y1 not but seconds before; it was a learning process, M1Y1 was a mirror, reflecting that of which it had seen others do before. If the attack followed through swiftly M1Y1 would follow up with another punching into the Queen's stomach, it doubt the second strike would get in at all, however if it was blocked or dodge M1Y1 would release another blast of energy from its cannon, with such a closed distance between them it would have been rather difficult even for the Queen to dodge it.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Mar 5, 2015 23:24:11 GMT -5
To her credit M1 was able to block the first blow, the Queen’s fist slamming into her raised arm as the girl threw it up in defense. Smirking some Akassa would have given her praise, not having expected anything of the sort from the female, if she had not already been launching her next attack. With the practiced ease of an experienced fighter the half-saiyan’s leg swings up to drive hard into M1’s stomach. Striking with enough force to double the girl over, her leg buries itself in her abdomen. Folding around the Queen’s leg the alien was on her way to launching into the air high above the training grounds, but Akassa had plans to prevent that, of course at the cost of more pain on M1’s account.
Gripping her opponent’s arm and executing a quick snap turn Akassa launches her towards the ground, holding her position in the air as M1 rockets towards the ground. Wanting to see how the girl might handle such an impact with the ground she waits to see the impact. The Queen found herself lifting a brow as she manages to turn herself in the air. From her cannon arm energy burst forth, but not in the same way it had before. Instead it poured out in the form of an energy beam, slowing her decent towards the ground before halting it completely. It seemed she was not a complete novice when it came to combat, even if she was no expert. Continuing the beam M1 than used the beam to launch her upwards, soaring back into the air in Akassa’s direction.
Smiling wide she was glad to see the girl going on the offensive in a more physical manner. A lover of close combat she was pleased that M1 was not shying away from such a thing, in fact she appeared to be embracing it. As the gap closed between them her body began to shift, limbs and torso elongating to increase her overall size. Having fought countless foes Akassa realized what she was doing, looking to gain the size advantage since it was obvious she did not have the power advantage or experience advantage. Silently commending the approach the Queen was ready when M1 came in for her first strike.
Blocking the jab wither own hand she was just as quick to react to the second punch aimed at her stomach. Smacking the follow up strike aside Akassa sends M1’s arm slightly out to the side. Starting to twist some the Queen was looking to send up a roundhouse kick aimed at the side of the girl’s head, but the alien was not yet done with her own chain of attacks. The blast from her raised cannon arm hit Akassa full on. Detonating as it hit her; the blast sent her backwards through the air, smoking trailing in her wake. Despite taking the hit Akassa was in a wonderful mood, stropping her tumbling descent with her bukujutsu.
Twirling in the air to right herself Akassa channels Ki down her right arm, the energy quickly taking the shape of a whip. Snapping her arm outwards the energy weapon follows as it reaches out for M1. Looking to wrap around the girls ankle the Queen would yank hard if it connected. Just like before she attempts to throw the girl towards the dirt below, but would not be so gentle this time. Throwing a blast from her right hand at the dropping alien she then throws another from her left. Picking up the pace her attacks turn into a chain of blasts, using her Super Energy Volley technique to bombard the girl as she dropped towards the ground and even after she hit.
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Post by Maya on Mar 14, 2015 16:48:39 GMT -5
Taking all approaches under great revision it appeared that the best path of action was direct against Akassa, at least for the time being. The woman complied all forms of combat in her abilities, defensive, offensive and with her high levels of agility, tactics against lesser foes would prove pointless when faced to Akassa, it was a whole new realm of combat which M1Y1 had never ventured before, let alone seen... while M1Y1 thought little of it at the beginning it was starting to find some interest towards these methods compared to that of long range. With one well placed shot a target could fall to its attack but having to lower its armaments and bash fist against flesh was proving more of a challenge, striking with out being stricken; such concepts involved much more details; plans needed to be laid out before hand if one wished to come away unscathed. Having only ever thought to attack from afar, this fight with Akassa was proving itself to be peaking M1Y1's interest, the real question now was what else could be done?
Arriving through the rippling air M1Y1's fist broke away from its form heading straight towards Akassa's jaw, it was met with that of Akassa's own hand; there was no thought the woman would not block such a first attempt as often it was the first strike that was foreseen and intercepted prior to contact as it was visibly the easiest to spot. M1Y1 was not done yet, having seen what a follow up attack could deliver not but a few seconds prior from the woman's leg M1Y1's other fist shot out aiming towards Akassa's gut, it was a prime, rather open section of the body where a hit could be easily claimed if one sought such things. While well thought out and delivered Akassa's speed still proved to much for M1Y1 to match it head on, either that the attack was well expected from a veteran of combat, regardless there was no way or reason to stop the assault there as it was; if two attacks could stack upon one another then why not three, or four? Pressures holding on both limbs Akassa batted M1Y1's fist fist off to the side as her weight shifted in her stance, having seen the shift right before the first coming kick M1Y1 knew what was to come next, something of which history should not repeat once more. Fist still connect with one another, power flowed down M1Y1 arm as a bolt of energy burst forth into Akassa; little more than a simple blast of power it did nothing to phase the woman physicaly however it did prevent the once coming kick as well as creating a gap between the two of them. Distance was a way to feel safe when facing and opponent but if the gap was never closed then neither could claim hits on the other, hence when range weapons came into context.
Smoldering with the sudden force from being blow backwards M1Y1 studied the woman for the few brief seconds that were allotted, unlike before there was a sparkle in her eyes, something which it had not seen before, a sliver into the woman's soul... it was an odd sight to behold from a person whose personality usually held such blunt, harshness to it. M1Y1 knew that the time could have been better spent preparing itself for another attack, either one of its own or that of the Queen but often such details of the mortal frame took it by surprise often leaving it in a trance of thought, such defects surely needed to be repaired. The thoughts were only separated from its mind when a coil like tool wrapped itself around M1Y1 leg at speeds that M1Y1 barley took notice of till after the fact of its impact. The object was difficult in the nature of understanding, it was unlike a physical object as its glow and opacity gave it haunting appearance yet it held force being able to take a hold of M1Y1. Though M1Y1 would have preferred more time to investigate the mysterious object no such thing would be given; with a violent pull from Akassa's hand M1Y1 jerked onto its back as it eyes gazed up at the passing star till a brutal force flicked M1Y1 like a fly down to the ground once again.
M1Y1 thought it odd that from a woman that enjoyed the thrill of face to face combat that she often threw her opponent, it seemed rather contradictory to the matter. Eyes glancing back towards Akassa as her form shrunk in size from gathering distance, balls of energy begin to rain down upon M1Y1 from the queen, it seemed as though this time the Queen was amping her game up. There was few precious seconds which M1Y1 had to create a plan, from above stood Akassa and her glowing death while the ground was racing up to met its backside below, not a place in which any would find comfort in.
Bringing its hands up and aimed towards the ground M1Y1 let a burst of energy expel from its palms in a similar fashion which Akassa was displaying. The first shot cracked the ground but the following strikes began to carve into the planets surface, following up the barrage of energy a beam of energy would be released like it hand done before, however with its max strength put behind the attack it tore through the ground like a mining laser, tearing rock asunder, boring a deep hole before it. With little else of a path to follow M1Y1 collapsed its body into a small ball like structure as it dove into the hole before it leaving the explosive forces behind.
Safety was granted for the time being but it would not last long, Akassa would be upon it in no time, it had been simple enough with well placed shots to hide itself away but with Akassa own strength she could smash her way to these depths as well. With the angle of the cavern being that from which it had been throw a direct attack back in the same direction would surely be aimed at Akassa if she had not moved as of yet, at this time though the smoke was even flooding the small space in which M1Y1 was held up in, most likely she would wait for M1Y1 to be disabled out on the floor.
Pulsar cannon....
Forming back into its original state which Akassa had seen before the blast of green energy tore rock apart as it burst forth from the hole in the planets surface with M1Y1 jetting in its blasts wake. Once the energy burst would find its target, M1Y1 would be upon the Queen following the daze and recoil effects of its cannon's energy; an array of fists would come from it, trying to lay as many strikes as it could before the Queen had time to react.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
Profile Link: Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Mar 15, 2015 21:11:07 GMT -5
It was true Akassa preferred her close combat, but there were many aspects to a fight beyond just throwing your punches and kicks. Her fighting style had adapted over the years to handle those she fought against. Her family members, Conri Lane and Ezekiel NeCross had held the most influence in her style. The Hattori family had of course been her most common training partners, whether it was her brothers or father, she had spent countless hours in the old training grounds of the palace. Many of her younger days had been thrashings, Tsuyo and other veteran fighters giving her a beating when she failed to defend herself correctly or came off as weaker than they had expected. Such an upbringing would be seen as harsh by many, yet it was all Akassa knew. Ninjin and her had sparred more times than she could remember and more often than not she had been the victor. Together they had learned to test one another and push each other to the limits in what they could take physically.
Later in life she had begun to branch out more thanks to her friends Conri and Ezekiel. Between their weapon use and strange non physical techniques she had found herself hard pressed to handle them in some aspects. Additions to her arsenal had been made in response, even adapting some of the techniques they had used in her own way. A warrior was well rounded, she had learned that, yet she couldn’t help the thrill she got when engaging in close combat. Of course with M1Y1 this was more than a fight, but an evaluation of her skills. Akassa needed to test more than her close combat skills.
For that reason she sends the whip for the girl’s leg. With a yank it pulls tight, then pulling on M1’s leg to yank her body downward. The twisting of own body was more than enough to send the other female rocketing towards the ground below. Even as M1 turning in the air and shot towards the ground the Queen didn’t hesitate to throw her own blasts towards the girl. Before she had used the cannon in her arm to push herself back into the air, but this time she poured more power into the attack. Carving out a small hole in the ground Akassa was curious as to her strategy, yet it didn’t alter her own. Throwing down her barrage of blasts she looked to pummel the girl and had not seen how she had shrunken in size to dive into the ground.
When she finally stopped her assault the dust that had risen as a result of all her blasts obscured where ever it was M1 had gone too. Breathing slightly heavy from the exertion she watches for movement and it doesn’t take long to spot it. An energy blast parts the cloud of dirt as it rises towards Akassa. Smirking considering the offensive maneuver hinted that M1Y1 was still plenty ready to fight; the Queen doesn’t even attempt to move aside this time.
With a thought her silver aura bursts to life around her form, power level doubling to far beyond the energy contained within the blast bearing down on her. On top of that Ki swirls down her arms, taking shape in an instant to form her signature Ha-Ken, gauntlets taking shape around her hands and forearms. The increased power and enhancement to her arms she easily smacks the blast aside, M1Y1’s shot flying off into the distance. Wanting to push the girl and not outright pummel her, Akassa powers down as soon as the blast is handled, greeting the alien’s charge with her base power level.
Multiple strikes came in at the Queen, her hands and legs blocking several while a few managed to get through. Returning her own punches and kicks she too landed a few blows against the girl, but far from enough to send her flying or do serious damage. The exchange only lasts a few moments before Akassa decides to press harder, planning to keep M1 on her toes. This was a test after all, not simply for fun even if she was really starting to enjoy herself. In the past she had often gotten too carried away in such scenarios, hurting her sparring partners in her excitement. Becoming Queen had forced her to exhibit a little more control…most of the time.
When M1Y1 throws another punch towards her head instead of blocking Akassa throws her head to the side to dodge, arms grabbing for the girl’s shirt. Yanking her forward the Queen’s head snaps forward to try and deliver a headbutt. Not letting go of her even if the blow was to connect. She would seek to take advantage of the dazed state she had just put the girl in. Alternating legs she sends knee strikes into her slender sides, attempting to test her durability when taking more than a few blows in a row. Held in place the strikes would land all the harder, her body not allowed to shift and move with them as they land.
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Post by Maya on Mar 18, 2015 5:19:03 GMT -5
Aimed, locked, loaded and fired the shot had torn from the depths of the ground below to ascend to the heavens above; missing a shot was something M1Y1 knew nothing of, a foreign concept to a computerized intelligence that was M1Y1's mind. With a brain that never forgot a face, a place, or even the words spoken at such a time it could take down objects with its eyes closed permitting no movement was evoked. Backing the force of raging attack M1Y1 followed in its footsteps never missing a beat as it traveled towards its target; Akassa. There was hope that the woman hadn't moved from her position; laying in wait for the impending dissipation of the smoldering grounds below so that she may see the results of her barrage, it was just that which gave M1Y1 the jump on Akassa; foreboding any mishaps from the soil upwards everything would work towards M1Y1's favor... yet Akassa being the seasoned fighter she was held strengths beyond that of a normal organic even that of M1Y1 and her ability to call upon it at will made the Queen all the more dangerous....
Trailing the green orb as it took off M1Y1 made sure to keep just a few feet between its wisp like tail; knocked around by the air it tore through almost gave the impression that it had not been launched but simply flew of its own accord, of course that wasn't the case. Arm's clenched down by its waist M1Y1 was prepared as much as possible, having no fancy tricks or tactics to speak of basic, and heavy energy shots where all it held within its arsenal, a few occasional punches with a mix of kicks helped to fill the void but after all M1Y1 and its kin were never meant for such physical abuse. There was a sense of... shock with its first fight; never before had M1Y1 thought a fist would ever be throw towards another from itself, it went against the very nature of its code... it proved useful; something which M1Y1 was quickly understanding. The primary idea was never to let a threat reach a point in which they could cause harm, at such a point the fight was over less one could vanish from the field of combat to strike at a future time; now it seemed another option was available though much more barbaric than it might have wished for.
Hovering just beyond the reach of the orb M1Y1's body tensed as the target was upon them, the first blast would take Akassa in its grasp leaving her undefended and for that split second she would be vulnerable to its barrage of fists; other plans might have led to a greater success yet options where limited, already the woman had shown great capabilities but there was always more that lay under her soft surfaced skin. Reaching the location where M1Y1 took last recorded footage of Akassa the orb struck first leaving M1Y1 with the upper hand; at least, M1Y1 though it did.
Like a cat playing with a ball of yarn M1Y1's blast, its strongest form of defense was sent flying off in another direction as if where a child's cast away toy. Awe over took M1Y1 for a brief second but it wore away just as quickly as it had sprung upon it, there was no time to fall victim to a stunned stance and with the carrying momentum which granted M1Y1 speed still in effect there was no stopping in the assault. Fists coming to rise at their masters call a barrage of bashing ensued from both sides, the speeds at which they both carried about would seem like blurs to those who looked on if they where trained enough to see them move at all. Pacing itself as best as possible M1Y1 found it difficult to keep up with Akassa, though nearly equal in strength at the moment Akassa's years of training greatly past that of M1Y1's. Strikes and blocks where scored on both sides but neither made much head way in the skirmish, leaving both with an assortment of bruises and scraps but little else, for M1Y1 though its skin quickly popped back into place with every blow.
A final strike extended from M1Y1's arm, unlike the times before it was dodged from the Queen as with a flick of her hand M1Y1's shirt was clinched in the tight grasp of the woman. M1Y1 had often wondered for just what reason the organics saw it fit to wear such restraining gowns; they limited mobility and felt to clingy to its skin and apparently also made for an easy target in which one could find an easy hold. Rearing her head back for a good old fashion head ramming M1Y1 recoiled from Akassa's advance, seeing little use of the garment it which it wore M1Y1's body warped like a coiled snake; one moment M1Y1 lay in the grasp of Akassa and the second it was freely removed from the article of clothing. Backing away in mid flight gained M1Y1 some much needed room away from Akassa as it watched as the woman head bang against nothing but the air itself gave M1Y1 the prefect opportunity for an attack.
Glinting forming out of the corner of its eyes towards the eastern horizon; a reminder from itself that was sent off not to long ago. Burning through the skies bore the fruit of the energy shots that M1Y1 sent off at the start of the encounter, having studied the gravity of the world and the additional effect that was created from the source of the gravity machine it knew all to well they would come back at some point in the future; with the fighting kept in the general vicinity in which it had first taken to the skies the arch was aimed directly at Akassa. Needing only but a few spare moments M1Y1 aimed its cannon at Akassa once again with green light forming at the tip, she had shown promise in blocking one attack but how well would she fair against multiples?
Pulsar cannon....
The green flash of energy expelled froth from M1Y1's out stretched arm leaving a blazing trail of silver sparks in its wake, the close range coupled with M1Y1's recent evasion would surely help in the task at hand, if one front of attack wouldn't get her then maybe two fronts would.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Mar 18, 2015 12:03:09 GMT -5
The slight pause in M1Y1's assault resulted in a grin from the Queen. She could only assume it was in reaction to how easily she had swatted the attack aside, her full power more than enough to handle such an attack, never mind if she chose to ascend into her Super Saiyan form. Such a tactic might be considered cheap as Akassa far outmatched the girl in terms of strength, especially since this was a training session. There was a lesson in the act though, that more tact was needed when fighting an opponent you knew to be stronger, the head on approach not always the best strategy even if the most appealing. Focusing solely on such things had been flaw of the Queen at an early age, often attacking recklessly with the hopes of overpowering her opponent. Now, she was still guilty of it at times, but had learned to see when it wasn't the best choice.
Engaging the girl once more the Queen's experience did indeed play a role in her gradually gaining the upper hand. M1Y1 didn't lack power or basic combat skills, yet her offense soon became predictable as the exchange carried on. Hands finding the girls shirt, Akassa was sure she had the headbutt executed when a sudden jolt backwards removed M1 from her range. The movement cost her the better part of her shirt, but saved her from the blow. Credit was to be given for the maneuver, most fighters not thinking fast enough in such situations to execute the rather simple maneuver. Of course with many females it might be to protect their own modesty, but M1Y1 seemed to care little for that. Akassa respected that. She was never been one to wear provocative outfits or to be flirtatious, yet in combat modesty was hardly something she sought to hang on to. After all what good was protecting it if it cost you your life?
Releasing what she held of the fabric that had been M1Y1's shirt, it floats towards the ground. With a small distance now between them the alien again utilizes her built in cannon, arm lifting as she fires another blast towards the Queen. Using her bukujutsu Akassa moves backwards, trying to put as much distance between them as she could. At the same time she throws an energy barrier up around herself to further protect against the close range blast. The barrier was a good thing for another reason as the Queen had just backed herself up into the path of three more blasts that M1 had fired at the beginning of their fight. Arched at the right angle and with a low enough velocity, the Moon's gravity had taken hold of them and carried them nicely back to the battlefield.
Arms crossing in front of her face and chest she had no choice save taking the barrage full on. The first to hit was the most recently fired, the blast exploding as it strikes its target. The other three were quick to follow as Akassa disappears in a blinding flash of light as the energy washes over her. Gritting her teeth against the hits she weathers all of them, her energy barrier and natural toughness seeing her through the attacks. After several seconds the energy from the blasts would burn itself out, revealing Akassa's smoking figure as her arms slowly lower. Breathing a little heavy as her eyes lock on M1Y1, the royal looked a little worse for the wear. Clothes ripped and smoking, multiple red spots were visible on her fair skin. Thick hair a mess now it was obvious those hits were M1Y1's most solid of the match and had actually done some decent damage. From the corner of her mouth a little blood ran, Akassa's tongue rolling out to lick it away. No stranger to the coppery taste she cleans her lips before they curl into a grin.
"Well done! Here I thought you making everything up on the fly yet you show creditable planning from the very start." Akassa was genuinely impressed, having underestimated the girl a little bit. To plan something like that out did require some luck, but also foresight. Rolling her neck the half-saiyan decided it was time to engage some of her more unique abilities.
Eyes fixed on M1, the Queen's right arm lifts, fingers extended and palm facing the girl as if preparing to launch a Ki blast. Instead her mind reaches out, the gesture more a distraction than anything, as her will mixed with Ki wraps around her opponent. It would feel almost as if I giant invisible hand was taking hold of her body, Akassa's mind capable of far more than making decisions to rule her people. Clutching the girl in her mental grasp she then yanks forward, ripping her forward with a thought. Putting enough force into the pull to draw M1Y1 closer, her right arms pulls back as if tugging on a rope before balling into a fist to deliver a solid punch to the girl's face. That is what it would look like, yet when M1Y1 found herself slowing right in front of the Queen, Akassa disappears.
Using her zenzoken to move behind her, the right fist she had cocked back comes forward, but not to punch. Instead it grabs for M1Y1's weaponized arm to restrain it. Pressing up close to her Akassa's aims to wrap both of her legs around her right as her tail snakes around her left leg. Grabbing for all three limbs at the same moment, her left hand takes hold of the back of M1Y1’s neck. The difference with that grip was the energy crystal hidden in her palm. Pressed to M1's body it would immediately start to syphon of energy, the technologies very similar to that found on various androids. One of the girls arms was left free, but that was fine, Akassa had no problem taking hits in exchange for weakening the alien.
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