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Post by Maya on Mar 19, 2015 18:01:41 GMT -5
Shirt now torn from M1Y1's person it stood high above the training area with little of its original clothing to speak of, being little more than cotton cloth the material was never meant to with stand against the blows it had received from Akassa. Barley more than scraps of what was once clothing held to M1Y1's person, the cool breezes from the northern pole blowing across the landscape causing a ripple effect that caused the fibers of its garments to waft gently. Most would find some level of discomfort at having been nearly stark naked all the while lingering eyes could see it, yet M1Y1 felt no sense of shame,or embarrassment, there was no need or ability to feel such things and would only hinder its cause at the moment. Having no time to delay on such things M1Y1 would quickly spring forward in its advance to further attack Akassa, while its rippling burst of energy coming straight towards Akassa and the barrage from the far east closing in there was an air of curiosity to see just how the Queen would react to such a position, it was all to possible that the woman might attempt to dodge out of the direct path of both attacks... there was difficulty in establishing a range for the woman's speed; one moment it appeared as though they were equals and the next the woman would appear next to it within a blink.
Jetting backwards and away from the coming energy blast M1Y1 watched as the Queen tried to gain some distance from the ensuing burst of power; if the speed required to jettison away from the attack them why not simply move from its path, a question without a answer it would seem to stay. A screen of light appeared in front of the Queen's body, the glinting light that reflected off of it showed its transparent nature off yet its make up couldn't have been much thicker than a sheet of glass let alone as strong as the stuff; like a wall it stood between herself and the sparking energy but would it really be enough to fend off such an attack? Breaking the distance the energy blast struck into the base of the shield creating a rather large explosion which sent waves of smoke through out the surrounding area, immune to the effects of those with lungs to speak of M1Y1 kept a hold of its gained ground. The barrage was not over, not as of yet at least, with the long in the running attack the sky lit up with a following wave of attacks, though smaller in nature and size they where no less in levels of danger. One, two, three, they struck one after the other upon the barrier which had supported through the first wave of M1Y1's attack, even through the hazy smoke field M1Y1 could seen in brief pockets of light with each hit creating a glowing after image of Akassa as she stood against each blow. The whole ordeal was... impressive to say the least, not just for the fact that its aim had held true but that Akassa with taking each hit in stride, never buckling away from the on coming forces but holding her ground against them, most others would have been crippled into a bloody pile by this point yet Akassa was far beyond everyone else.
Bellowing the in wafting breezes high above the clouds of smoke were quick to wisp away revealing the bloody and battered sight of Akassa, shield still raised to her call it stood before the woman ready to defend its master once more. M1Y1 thought the shield would shatter if not at least be cracked from the prior attacks but it appeared the defense itself was stronger than it first thought. None the less its attacks had been some what effective against Akassa; torn clothes riddled with rips and holes, while a trickle of royal blood dripped from the corner of her mouth only to be whisked away from Akassa's tongue. M1Y1 was unsure for what reason the Queen did such a thing, but by far the oddest part was the grin that appeared over the woman's face.
Praise...?
The word stuck in M1Y1's mind, it had not expected such a reaction after having pummeled the woman with a series of attacks, it was unforeseen yet... appreciated?
There was truth to Akassa's words though, from the very beginning of the fight it had come to plan the long forgotten assault, chance was heavily favored in the planning but it everything seemed to fall into place at just the right time, another minute passed and things could have turned out much different than they were now. The words were quick to die as Akasss dove straight into the fight once more, the woman was always agile with her words never letting them ride out for to long but with her desires to step back into the fight there was no wonder behind it.
Raising her arm Akassa aims towards M1Y1 as if readying herself to fire a blast, without second thought M1Y1 does the same as sparks of silver energy form at the tip of its gun but before the chance to strike arrives a strange force wraps itself around M1Y1 like a snake coiled around its prey. Limbs pressed against its body M1Y1 struggles against the unseen presence which has it locked tightly within its grasp; what was it that held it so? This was a definite first of things to have never been seen, no one else had been witnessed coming on to the field... only one else here was Akassa... was this some new form of attack which had it never heard of before?
Head whipping back from the sudden pull of the inclosing force M1Y1 finds itself rushing towards Akassa, already with her fist arched back there was no doubt a strike would soon find itself on M1Y1's person. Eyes wincing slightly with the coming attack M1Y1 braced itself without much in the ways of escape from a foe in which it could not see, but just as the impact was to make contact Akassa disappeared within a blink of an eye. Eyes returning to their normal form M1Y1 glanced back and forth around the surrounding area, still locked within the vice grip of the mysterious force views were limited to as far as it head could turn. It was only when another force was felt on M1Y1's arm that it found that Akassa had some how managed to jet being M1Y1 at speeds it could not even witness. There was no time to try and figure out just how she did what she had, already locked into place the situation was turning from bad to worse with every passing second, and without a way to move the rest of its body it was hard pressed for ideas.
Wrapping itself around M1Y1, Akassa became like a serpent, using practically every limb on her body to bind herself around M1Y1 only leaving but its arm free of bondage yet with the angle of its arm direct strikes that would cause any major damages were out of the question. Plans were running through its mind at what the best course of action was when a gentle tap was felt on the back of its neck, apparent from the rest of binding this was odd, there as no roughness or from the movement, not something expect from a woman that it as sparring against. Warm to the touch M1Y1 paused for a moment to figure out what it was that was happening, like a warm tickle a flow began from its body to the spot. Eyes growing wider M1Y1 took notice as its power cells began to plummet like a stalled plane, its power was being taken! At the rate the consumption was heading it wouldn't be long for M1Y1 to falter in the lock it was held in... it would need to break free and quickly before any more energy was lost.
Without stall M1Y1's body began to shift into a liquid like state, as the bonds which held it together became little but pressing force against its body. Slipping from Akassa's grasp it quickly brushed itself away from the zapping effects of Akassa's hand, a thought for just vengeance was required now. Liquid form oozing over Akassa's body it soon found itself taking a hold of the woman's tail, followed by locking her arms in place just as she had did not but a few seconds prior. Now that M1Y1 had Akassa fully within its grasp it found itself in a position with the upper hand yet there was also the factor of its diminished power supply, though Akassa's hold on it had not been long running the effects of it were clearly shown on its senors. A point blank energy blast at this range accompanied by its physical lock would surely prove dangerous yet if the spar were not to end there then it would fall on empty, the match would end with Akassa as the victor. If energy means were not viable then other ideas would have to be implemented, something with much more physical vigor.
Gel began to crawl up Akassa's neck brushing against her skin with a warm like gel substance, the metallic substance would find itself quickly wrapped around the Queen's mouth and nose blocking out all forms of oxygen intake; there was no means behind doing this to kill her, but if the Queen had no way to breath them soon enough she would collapse, only then would M1Y1 unbind itself from Akassa.
Sleep....
The word whispered into Akassa ear with a gentle hush.
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Mar 22, 2015 10:52:14 GMT -5
For all tense and purposes, Akassa had appeared behind M1Y1, various limbs reaching out to grab a hold of the shirtless woman. Legs and arms secured in an instant she tightens her grip as much as she can. From the moment she had started contemplating the plan she had known how M1Y1 was most likely going to react. From the start of the fight she had utilized her liquid based body to reshape and resize herself when the situation called for it. An ability she had displayed during their first meeting, altering her general appearance, the alien seemed quite fond of using it during combat as well. First growing in size so that she might gain the reach advantage on the Queen and second decreasing her size for her own protection. With history as a lesson Akassa had assumed she would shift to a liquid or reshape to pull away from her and that is exactly what she did.
Performing the faster may have saved her from being trapped in the Queen’s clutches, but the surprise fashion of the attack had been enough to land the hold for a few moments. While M1Y1’s method of altering her form was fast, it was not an instantaneous thing. For a few seconds the crystal embedded in her mechanical palm had been in contact with her skip. During that time energy had begun to flow, the greedy gem sucking away at the natural Ki that flowed within most creatures’ bodies. One of the half-saiyan’s sneakier attacks, it was something she had installed to take advantage of the artificial limb as best she could. Losing her arm was an event Akassa would see reversed if she could, yet that did not mean she was going to wallow in it for the rest of her life. With no other options and far from one to give up on thing, she had made the best of it, adding things to her arsenal that would have otherwise been impossible.
M1Y1 also took advantage of all at her disposal. With flesh closer to liquid metal than the organic skin of most her shift to a liquid type state was more than just an attempt to pull away. Instead she reshaped herself, flowing around the Queen’s limbs and tail. Forming over her skin like a smooth layer of cool armor, M1Y1 was quick to restrain Akassa in her own fashion, choosing not to retreat and instead engage. Taking it a step further the metallic liquid that was her skin flowed up the Queen’s neck and towards her face. Rushing over her lips and encasing her nose it had her air blocked off seconds later. No fool, Akassa had seen what she was going for as soon as the liquid came close to her lips. Inhaling deeply through her nose she fill she lungs with one last breath of air.
Hearing the hushed whisper Akassa knew what the goal of this was, but was far from willing to let it happen.
Her first instinct was to try and jerk free, but the way M1Y1 had adhered to her skin was more than a simple grasp. Going of the limited air supply currently possessed she chose not to struggle much for all it would result in was a loss of energy. Instead she took a more direct approach to getting the girl off, one that caused her lips to again curl into a grin, shifting slighting under their current restrains, but remaining closed to prevent any intrusion. Body relaxing in the girl’s grip it might initially seem her muscles were growing weak with the lack of air, but instead of focusing on them she was gathering energy within her core. A moment later she releases the Ki with a thought, the energy rushing to fill her body from the spot it had collected in her gut. From there it bursts from her skin, radiant energy flowing forth from every part of her body. In the air the blast would normally push out in a sphere around her, the burning Ki erupting in a devastating tidal wave of destruction. Designed more to push back a group of foes its increased power was in exchange for being more taxing on the using, yet it proved to obliterate most things in its path. M1Y1 was attacked to her body…the first thing the expanding sphere of energy was going to contact.
(Technique Used- Burst Nova)
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Post by Maya on Mar 25, 2015 10:39:10 GMT -5
Like a fly caught in the webbing of the stalking spider Akassa found herself in a position of growing danger, having becoming ensnared within the binding ooze which was M1Y1, physical means of escape where no longer a viable option with the thick almost sap like in nature materiel that coated her limbs. The thought had never existed till only but a few seconds prior had the idea of weaving its being around the Queen to immobilize her, suffocating Akassa was just the frosting on the cake of defeat. The plan was never to kill Akassa only but to cause fainting to a degree which the Queen could be considered knocked out, which in such a case victory would be M1Y1's for the taking; there was no wish to cause ill fate to Akassa but the woman saw it well fit for the two to be pitted against one another, an idea that had been slow to come around for the non-organic being but the light had shined down upon its purpose. Regardless of what M1Y1 thought the spar had taken place and as of the moment it saw little else but to end the flying of fists before it could escalate any further, though M1Y1 was not of soft skin and beating heart limits were always present, it could only continue to move about in such fashions for a limited time, once the barrier was breach then that was it; the sooner Akassa gave into M1Y1's choking hold the better. Only for the purpose of wanting to get back to its own form of training had M1Y1 agreed to such mannerisms, all that was really sought here was speedy transit back to what it enjoyed most, work.
Had all gone according to plan the Queen surely would have given in, if only she was like the rest of the common folk, yet the flames of yearning to survive, to strive beyond all else, burned so brightly within not even the absence of air could snuff her out. The deep intake of air could be felt all over M1Y1's being as it pressed inwards around Akassa, she sought to make her last gasp for air last, yet how long could either side keep going; though agile in a fluid motion as M1Y1 was in its current form its limits during such high strung operations could last just so long, once they broke Akassa would be free to assault its person once again. Time was of the essence here, if the point of Akassa passing out was not reached within the allotted time then the battle would continue forward once again and with limited experience, M1Y1 at this point was attacking with ideas on the fly. Its major advantage against the Queen had been sneak attacks but the elements to do such things now were all uncovered with previous actions and unlike the queen, M1Y1 had few in the number of specialized techniques.
There were thoughts to dive the point deeper, reach inside Akassa and suck the air straight from her lungs but a pause grew, there was no way of knowing just what type of damage such actions could produce on her; had this not been a simple spar between two members of an alliance then the option would have been viable as a killing blow yet possible long term harm to Akassa would surely hinder their alliance if not disband it completely. There were plenty of gate ways open before M1Y1 yet all but a few resulted in non-long term effects on another if its current plans were to fail and with this being but a spar it appeared there was little else it could do... one idea yet still lingered within the brim of its mind but the stars had not yet alined to make ideas come to life.
Warmth began to extrude from Akassa's skin, unlike her natural body heat it rose beyond those levels though not enough to burn bare flesh it was enough to cause attention to turn towards the matter however. M1Y1 had generally hoped that Akassa's seemingly endless arsenal of weapons was coming to a close but every time a door closed with Akassa she would punch a hole through the wall creating her own way. The shift in heat bore warning before the attack struck though it barley left any seconds for M1Y1 to act, freeing itself from the bind which held Akassa in place to seek refuge else were was all M1Y1 had time to do before a shimmering burst of energy expelled from the woman. Rippling out in every direction from the source energy waves sent the skies into a trembling state and M1Y1 being as close as it had been fared little better.
Torn through the skies like a log down white rapids M1Y1 was greatly battered about, its body barely managing to maintain its current form with the energy waves that assaulted it. With the burst of light dissipating from the area smoke clouds lingered over what was once the training field, now but a distant memory of the past, riddled with smoldering holes from energy shells, and miscellaneous bits of shrapnel.
Shifting of stones and other matters of what was once training equipment M1Y1 slowly pushed itself from the mound only to plop down to the floor on its hands and knees, having been working at full capacity coupled with additional gravity since the start the strains of combat were proving to much for it. Though try and stand as M1Y1 might the strength could not seem to muster from its body; like a kitten M1Y1 tired to find solid enough footing but even with all the power it could conjure the attempts seemed pointless. In the end all M1Y1 could manage was to sit straight up with its legs propped under it as M1Y1 glanced up through the clouds of destruction trying to find some means of where Akassa had wondered, surely such a wave of energy could not have left her unscathed as well.
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
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LSSJ: 4,196,340
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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 26, 2015 15:48:09 GMT -5
M1Y1 may have had the Queen secured in her grip, but Akassa had long sense developed techniques to handle being restrained. Many skills required movement to either deliver a strike or toss a blast at your opponent, but how useful were such things when your arms and perhaps more were bound? Loving her close combat she had seen this flaw, this weakness in her fighting style and several times found herself in a questionable position. Each and every time, just like today, her burst nova had broken her free. The way in which M1Y1 had whispered the word sleep showed confidence, faith in her decision to attach herself to the Queen and attempt to strangle her. Unfortunately all it had done in the end was put the girl in the direct path of the coming blast.
With energy bursting from her body she felt the girl release her, the heated wave of Ki pushing her assailant away with brutal efficiency. At the center of the blast Akassa was to remain unscathed in terms of damage, the blast not at all dangerous until it released from her skin. M1Y1 and the surrounding area were not so lucky. With the spherical blast expanding in every direction whatever was caught in its path stood no chance. In all honesty, M1 had fared the best. Above the pair clouds, merely pockets of water droplets, vaporized under the intense heat. When the explosion had run its course, only a clear sky remained. The training grounds directly under Akassa suffered as well, a crater left in her attacks wake, it size a testament to the enormity of the energy the Queen had just expended.
Beyond the rock that had been obliterated debris tumbled and rolled, M1 caught up in the mess. When the blast finally exhausted itself Akassa remained in the air, senses searching for the girl beneath the explosion. Hopefully she had not gone too far...no, there was a signature amongst the rocks although it seemed to wavered. A moment later rubble shifted and M1 pushed herself from her temporary tomb only to drop to all fours. It seemed they had found the limit of what the girl could take, impressive considering she had little experience with combat and by extension stamina probably subpar. The attack was strong enough to "win" the fight for Akassa, but it had taken its toll on her.
Floating as she looked down at the girl, Akassa's chest was heaving. Clothes tattered and town she looked worse for the wear, yet at least had the strength to maintain her flight. The technique was undeniably affective yet the amount of energy it expelled was steep. Against an even foe in a fight for her life such a thing was rarely called upon for it left her quite winded afterwards. Still, despite the energy spent, condition of her person and the destruction around her, the Queen wore a wide grin. With M1Y1 not rising, the half-saiyan chose to approach.
"Well done M1. Your determination is impressive even if you lack the experience to fully utilize it. That however, is something we can change. Are you able to stand?" Floating towards the girl, Akassa's words were as blunt as normal and hopefully did not cause offense. When training with others she was not afraid to point out exactly what she saw, negative and positive for it was how she had been raised. Only by learning ones flaws could a fighter grow stronger, overcome any weaknesses they may possess. Such a mentality had begun with her tail, the appendage often a weakness, but in Akassa's case turned into a weapon.
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Post by Maya on Apr 1, 2015 10:12:05 GMT -5
The air was heavy with microscopic bits of what was left of the training yard, no longer did it once resemble that of which people would go about their days working out but now a graveyard, a shadow of its former self. During the on going fight many attacks from the Queen had destroyed much of the area, either there was a lack of care for her destructive forces or it was just an inevitable side effect with every spar session that took place here, at least for Akassa; by no means could a normal solider commit damages on a scale such as this. M1Y1 itself had hardly laid a finger on the grounds since first arrival, other than forming a well indented outline of its former grave site it was left unscathed from its weapons.
Having crawled from its temporary tomb M1Y1 sat on its legs, its eyes wandering about in the hazy skies above for a single sign of the woman. After being blasted nearly into a early grave sight had been lost of Akassa in the chaos that followed; M1Y1 quickly sought to trace her out once again before the advantage was in Akassa's favor with a sneak attack, at this point every angle was open to such an assault. Finding its levels of energy to be at the bare minimum no power could be conjured to form a standing stance, the fight was close to over without physical means to protect itself from Akassa's fists; other means of combative techniques would need to be rushed in formulation if any defense were to be made against the coming attacker. M1Y1 considered itself lucky that physical means were not its only form of defense, while its body was left drained of strength its mind was still fully functioning; soon the time would come were M1Y1 could strike once again... everything, and everyone needed to find the correct placement.
Eyes grew slightly wide with the sudden appearance of Akassa as her body slowly floated down from the skies above, heaving heavily M1Y1 took a note of worth that whatever she had done previously was not a one sided effect in its destructive nature. Torn clothes which revealed her scuffed and bruised skin; Akassa was clearly the victor when comparing the two sides to one another, as it M1Y1 could not even stand under its own will while Akassa took stride as she lowered ever closer to M1Y1. All looked like it was coming to a close but before another fist was thrown Akassa spoke to M1Y1, words which held in a positive note... M1Y1 had come to expect one final bush to the skull, not the kind thoughts that were being spoken. At her question M1Y1 paused for a moment letting its eyes sink down to its legs underneath its body, try as it might there was no amount of force that it could currently apply to make them move to its whim, like a sitting duck it was.
No... M1Y1 cannot....
Though the energy was not possessed to stand under its own conciseness there was still one factor which it had held back since the start; really it was a last resort given what M1Y1 faced before it, having never tried what it was thinking before it was unsure what the outcome might be yet without a trial there was no way of knowing. Eyes coming back to meet that of Akassa they flushed brightly with a flash of silver. Gears turned and electronic boards sparked from the gravity machine that controlled the flow of the forces against them in the area, having not wished to be caught up in the direct effect of the gravity field M1Y1 had made sure to single out the area around Akassa leaving her in its center. With a gust of air M1Y1 switched the gravity controls to its maximum levels and focused it solely on the spot where Akassa stood. Not quite sure of just what levels of gravity which Akassa had mastered as of yet the effect might not be as desired but it needed to find out. It was all possible that Akassa could weather the high change of gravity on her person with little effect or she might collapse to the ground trying to fight off the advancing effects, only time would tell.
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Long live the Queen.
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Apr 1, 2015 15:51:36 GMT -5
Standing before M1Y1 the Queen already felt she knew the answer before it was given. The girl, as inexperienced as she was, had done well considering what she had been up against. Akassa thought herself one of, if not the most powerful being in existence, of course unaware of any that were stronger than her made that easy for the Queen to believe. Like M1 though, Akassa had started weaker…far weaker than what the alien girl now stood at and with training and dedication she had grown in power. The way M1Y1 applied herself to every task she had been given thus far was promising and hopefully this session had thought the girl a little about what she might possibly face in the future. The next time she found herself fighting might very well be with her life on the line.
”Then you know your limits. I hope this…” The Queen’s words suddenly cut off by Resolute, the AI’s voice cutting across the ruined training grounds to interrupt the sentence. When M1Y1 had attempted to increase the gravity focused on Akassa, the system had immediately thrown up defenses to keep her from doing so. Even if she had gotten through it did not have the capabilities to focus the gravity, it would have spiked to x100 that of normal across the entirety of the training grounds. While it would have hurt Akassa in no small way, it probably would have taken the life of M1. Thankfully for them both it never came to pass.
“My Queen, M1Y1 is attempting to raise the gravity to the maximum force we are currently capable of. I of course intervened.” Being a programmed AI there was no tone to her voice, just the flat feminine sound that it had been defaulted with. As a true machine it held no emotions or desires beyond what it was programmed to do, Akassa’s will and safety its primary concern. Had M1Y1 been at her full power then she might have been able to just push her way through, yet her current state had allowed Resolute to easily stop the attempt.
”You are a tenacious one aren’t you? While a bit underhanded of a tactic I can respect your desire to fight to the end. Resolute, set the gravity back to normal.” The command enacted in an instant as the Queen then steps closer, a foot or so from the kneeling alien. ”That is enough for today. I do not wish to seriously injure you or myself, but I feel I now have a grasp on your capabilities. Next time we will try and flesh your style out a little bit, when I am done with you all who engage you will suffer.” At that Akassa extends her hand, offering the girl a hand up to her feet. Fighting against the half-saiyan was the quickest way to get to understand her, for when it came down to it, Akassa really wasn’t all that complicated.
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Post by Maya on Apr 1, 2015 17:09:34 GMT -5
M1Y1 had thought the form of attack through every angle which it saw possible error, with result appearing in the green nothing seemed to block the course which it had set down upon... all except the AI that had come to be known as Resolute. It was a minor over site as M1Y1 had not thought much of the entity within the systems of the palace; thinking it little more than a program to control and watch over files in palace sincerity it had not thought it to pose much of a threat or even make an attempt to cease M1Y1's own movements. A soft scolding went through its mind as the computerized voice spoke across what remained of the training grounds, though it had been a minor over sight it had cost M1Y1 the opportunity to strike one last time... it would be forever unknown if suck a feat could have been accomplished. M1Y1 never thought it could stand at par with Akassa, try as it might there was no way it could have managed to keep up with the woman's movements, her strength was only matched by her swift speed. Since its sneak attack was now forfeit there was no possible way in which M1Y1 could defeat Akassa, with no power to fuel its movements it was now left in the hands of Akassa; as luck would have it though Akassa saw no need to continue the match any further, after all it was clear to all who had won.
More praise was to follow yet M1Y1 kept its eyes low to the ground; it had fought to its current existent and even with all of its trick pulled out M1Y1 felt as though none of it held any meaning. The comfort of its work station was of greater appeal, there it knew what must be done to strive through those that stood in its path, to repair and focus on tasks that its mind could bend to its whim... but out here, it felt as though it was a mouse trying to fend off a cat. A hard life lesson had been learned for the still developing mind of M1Y1; no matter how hard one tries it might not ever be enough. The loss; while heavy on itself, was not taken without thought on it, soon M1Y1 would bounce back to its normal quiet self but for now its wounds required some much needed licking.
With her arm extended outward in a offering to M1Y1 its gloomy eyes faced up to look into those of Akassa, they held the closet resemblance to sadness that M1Y1 could form upon its face and for good reason to. M1Y1 had never fought before, it had never felt the pressures of another body pressed against its hard flung punch, it thought it could win, its first spar followed by its first victory... there seemed to be a long road ahead of it... one day though, it would defeat Akassa... one way or another.
Reaching up slowly M1Y1's palm rested against Akassa's hand for a moment till M1Y1 pushed it away with a slow nod of the head. There was no mean of ruddiness in this action but M1Y1 did not wish for assistance, if it could not move under its own force then it might as well be left for dead on the spot.
No... M1Y1... will rest....
Lowering its arm with a gentle sigh M1Y1 closed its eyes slowly with a small hum to fill the air, as if going into sleep mode M1Y1 left its systems self repair while its thoughts were left alone for sometime, there was much to think on after what had happened and plenty of time in which to do it in. (exit)
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Queen Akassa Hattori
Administrator
Queen of the Imperial Saiyan Legion
Long live the Queen.
Posts: 1,151
Base: 209,817
True Power: 419,634
LSSJ: 4,196,340
Zeni: 1,049
Items: Gravity Chamber (100x), Scouter, Senzu Bean ,Senzu Pouch, Deluxe Spaceship, Simulator 2.0
Ally: General Toa: PL - 104,909 True Power: 209,817 Oozaru: 524,542
Ally 2: Raska: PL - 104,909 - Nether State:209,817 - Void State: 1,258,902
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Post by Queen Akassa Hattori on Apr 1, 2015 23:14:48 GMT -5
With her helping hand brushed aside, Akassa did at first take it as an insult. Her temper quickly cooled though, brow only furrowing a little before relaxing. Seeing the gesture for what it was, independence and strength over help and weakness. The girl was odd, but strangely enough shared many traits with Akassa herself. Shaking her head slowly as the alien seemed to go to sleep in the middle of the training grounds; the Queen lets out a small snort. Turning she heads off, leaving the girl to rest and recover as she chose. M1Y1 was an odd one no doubt, best leave her be now that the session was over.
A little battered herself the Queen wanted nothing more than to go take a warm bath. In the eyes of the public and those that she fought against, Akassa was strong and loved to fight. Behind closed doors she was often a bit more feminine. Enjoying fixing her hair to be just so and a lover of relaxing in a warm pool of water. At the moment she was filthy and her clothes were just awful, it was time to clean up. While M1Y1 chose to shut down or whatever it was doing in the dirt, Akassa would pamper herself…that was until something needed her attention, she was never left to relax for long. (Grav and Heavy weights! PL please!)
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Post by graderr on Apr 3, 2015 23:28:43 GMT -5
5,622 PL awarded to Akassa
6,126 PL awarded to Maya
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