Totoma, The Quiet One
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Post by Totoma, The Quiet One on Aug 15, 2015 1:17:44 GMT -5
Totoma had been standing alone, in the middle of the holodeck of New Vegeta's training HQ. His session with the overseers had long since ended, but Totoma felt he was far from finished with his training for the day. He stood in an offensive position, bouncing on the balls of his feet, boxing the air. Three right jabs, two left jabs. Three right jabs, two left jabs...that was always his favorite combo to start off with. The Saiyan had been repeating this combo over and over again, ever since the Overseers had left him alone in de-activated holodeck. Beforehand, the holodeck was activated, and he was standing in the illusion of a tranquil forest...that was always his favorite training map. Totoma was always a fan of tranquil quiet areas. Despite the holograms being shut off, and the location he was in basically just being a metal box, it was still quiet enough for him to enjoy. However....a part of him grew agitated. As much as it embarressed him, as a Saiyan, he loved to fight. He couldn't stifle that urge to kill and conquer, despite how reserved he managed to keep himself....so far, for the past ten months, he had been fighting Saibamen in these training scenarios....he wanted a much stronger opponent...someone who could match his level...someone stronger than him...so he could truly grow, and find out just what his strengths and weaknesses were....he continued boxing the air, not thinking of ending his training anytime soon.....
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Post by Maya on Aug 15, 2015 18:29:31 GMT -5
The task could have been done by anyone with the technical know how in holo technologies and power flux systems even those which followed under her orders when representing the Queen of the new Imperium, though Maya saw fit to seek out the building and take note of its usefulness. Having a powerful general population gave vast benefits not just to the Imperiums health and well being but in times of war where the demand for trained troops was highest it was much easier and cost effective to have those with prior training, thus the need for such buildings as this training facility came about even if their original purpose was for simply being fit and grow in attraction towards the other gender, something of which Maya couldn't understand; those of flesh were all so confusion at times.
It was inspection to say the least of her presence there, no warnings, no flashy passes to gain entrance with, for that would defeat the purpose of coming there in the first place; when others knew they were being monitored, judged by another, an act was preformed to trick the mind and none of that would be had today, not by Maya. For just those reasons Maya had taken it upon herself to fashion a new form which no one would recognize her appearance. While trying to keep out of the general public for the most part Maya found herself in situations where such a thing was not possible, such as Akassa's live broad cast of her claiming sovereignty over the Earth. Her face was known, unfortunate to say, but her special properties allowed her form to change into what she saw fit so that few would ever know who she really was. Her long black hair had been replaced by a shinning aura of golden locks as they swayed across her face as if caught in a breeze, her facial structure had changed to from a pale, lacking from sun light hue, to a sun tanned flesh with freckles that where splattered below her blue eyes. Having grown so accustomed to her old form this one felt off, as if she was wearing the skin of another... though it wasn't to far off from the truth, and the loose work out clothes she bought didn't help any... they were far to tight in some places and far to loose in others, at least it helped to fit into the crowd.
So far there was little to write home about, the facility was as to be expected of a place with normal every day people milling about as if they owned the place and its equipment; mistreatment of goods, over draws of power for a deeper experience, and even some unsightly uses of the machines for a different type of pleasure than a brawl could ever bring about. With a mental check list set in within her mind Maya made note of everything she came across whether it was an obscenely obvious issue or something as simple as a loose bolt on a walls face, this buildings were apart of the Saiyan Imperium and should represent then as such, no flaws, no failure but as always there was the living error element which happened to create issues, such was the existence of those of the common folk.
Arriving through a passing group Saiyan men whose arm muscles were larger than their own heads Maya slipped off into the holodeck center area, from wall to wall it was lined with rooms for the solo purpose of training within virtual environments so real that one might think they were if awoken from a slumber. She found herself here to obverse the machines themselves and see what condition they were operating in; the facility was by no means low-class yet often people let maintenance slip leaving to issues which could prove problematic down the road for some unlucky fellow, not to mention old systems could draw power far beyond reasonable needs and were the moon had power to spare shaving down where they could helped in the long run when such energy was needed.
Hand swiping across the control panel of the most nearby holodeck its access codes were bypassed in the flash of an eye allowing her control of the machine, the only way in which she knew if the machines worked correctly is if she examined them closely though each scan would taken hardly seconds few she could move on to the next one. Bending over to glance at the screen that rested next to the control Maya viewed the numbers that raced across its screen, her blond hair caressing her cheeks as it bounced with her movement.
"Nothing special... power over draw by five percent... noted...."
She muttered to herself as she paused with a flash of movement from the corner of her eyes at a young male Saiyan who stood idly in a chamber seeming to strike at nothing but the air itself... it was odd to see one doing such a thing when the machines around him where working in some what adequate order. Shrugging off the thought with her work before her Maya shook her head gently as her eyes turned back towards the screen as she closed down the machine till another came upon it. Standing fully once again Maya took stride over to the next console where upon arriving repeated the sets she had before to access the machine and run through its inner workings.
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