Friends and Acquaintances ((Azazel, Kurosanai, S.O.U.L))

[Banduk Gundu]

Banduk smiled at Azazel's words, glad that he could make an impression of such a good teacher on her. She'd grown quite well in technique ever since they hard first begun their training on Namek, and he could tell it was improving her performance at the tournament. If she decided to return to Namek with him after the finals, he was confident that her skill would increase even more. For now, it was time for Soul to get a taste of his teachings. When he began training with Azazel, her knowledge of martial arts was rather limited. Her physical power was very high compared to the average individual, but with his help, she'd managed to refine that power into a formidable fighting style. Soul was much the same as her, full of potential. He just needed a guide.

"Very well then." Banduk said in response to the android, noting that starting from the beginning was Soul's preferred approach to the art of combat. It was good that the android's expectations were realistic. Some fighters back on Namek were arrogant enough to request advanced teachings from the Warrior clan right from the start, thinking that they contained enough natural talent to master difficult techniques right away. Of course, such trainees were beaten promptly and sent on their way, told to not return until they grew up. Soul was not the same as those fighters. He saw the importance in a good, solid foundation for a fighting style, built from the fundamentals of combat.

Banduk watched as Soul entered the stance, tilting his head out of curiosity. It was an interesting pose to take for someone who was relatively knew to combat. "Hmmm, interesting... A good fighting style is rooted in its stance. The position of your feet, the placement of your hands, it all factors into what kind of fighter you want to be." he said, entering a stance of his own. He kept his arms tightly tucked near his torso, making defense easier. It also allowed more powerful punches thanks to the fact that his elbows were already bent, giving them the capability of lashing out with little preparation. Soul's stance, however, was very peculiar. All his weight was on his back leg, and his arms were extended outward, palms exposed. It was reminiscent of a martial art back on Namek that focused on intercepting punches before they reached the body, then shifting your weight in order to redirect the force of the blow.

"My stance is often considered to be very balanced, and focuses on punching. Your stance, however, seems heavily defensive. If I were to throw a punch to your torso..." Banduk said, slowly extending his fist toward Soul to simulate a punch in slow motion. "... You would simply need to slide your front leg back, or to the side. Then, shift your weight onto the front leg, turning it into your pivot point." he explained, curious to see Soul eventually master such techniques. "Once you were able to do that, you could even grab my arm and use my weight against me. There's a martial art on Namek known as 'Aido-jido' that allows you to do just that." he said, informing Soul of his possibilities as a fighter. He had the potential to be very skilled in avoiding enemy hits and using their own strengths against them.

[Azazel Moloch]

Azazel made her way over to a different bench from where Kuro was sitting. She was going to watch Soul and Banduk spar. It would be a good learning session for her to watch how Banduk fights with others. Seeing how he adapts to different people fighting styles, she watches as Soul gets into what appears to be a defensive stance. She was eager to see the two of them fight, it had been a while since she was watching two people fight.


"Hmmm, interesting... A good fighting style is rooted in its stance. The position of your feet, the placement of your hands, it all factors into what kind of fighter you want to be."



“Silitha what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be looking for your family? You aren’t going to find us by watching these people fight with each other.” Silitha said


”Relax Silitha everything is going to be fine, from what I can tell you aren’t even on Omega anyways. But I haven’t stopped looking for you, I will find you, Samael and the others so stop worrying about it. Even I have to rest for a while before I can begin looking around for you.”


“Well I guess I can understand that, but please come find us as fast as you can. People are worrying about you.” Silitha said


”Silitha I have promised you over and over again I will find you, there is no doubt about it. We will see each other again someday, but for now we are just going to have to wait.” Azazel explained grabbing a hold on the pendants around her neck. They must mean something referring to Silitha, but she didn’t know what the second one was for.


"My stance is often considered to be very balanced, and focuses on punching. Your stance, however, seems heavily defensive. If I were to throw a punch to your torso..." Banduk said, slowly extending his fist toward Soul to simulate a punch in slow motion. "... You would simply need to slide your front leg back, or to the side. Then, shift your weight onto the front leg, turning it into your pivot point."


Azazels attention was brought back to Banduk and Soul, as Banduk was explaining how Soul could block his punch. Looking down at her pendants Azazel noticed the eyes of both Pendants glowing a slight red, she didn’t understand why, yet she didn’t really give it any thought in the first place. As she began to think, maybe these one of the pendants was connected back to Silitha and the other was connected to another Sibling of hers. She wasn’t going to figure it out anytime soon, the only way to answer that would be to find where Silitha is hiding.

[Kurosanai Muzai]

The green stretchy man seemed to whole heartedly agree with the assertion that he should spar the really cool looking android dude. He was loving the fact that since arriving on Omega for the tournament that he had seen some of the most amazing looking people. They had fins, horns, and scales on inappropriate spots to even mention. Kurosanai felt awkward looking at those types of aliens as he was never sure if that was frowned upon or not. I mean it was entirely possible that the aliens were specifically designed to attract males of different species. Then Kurosanai thought on what some of the males back on Earth would react to such creatures and it only took a minute for a cold shiver to run down his spine. The prodigy of the Muzai had read about these things called conventions where nerds and fanboys would gather to gawk at scantily clad human females. If any of those types of people laid their eyes on these aliens blood would run from their noses like vodka in Russia and pants would shorten a good inch and a half. He was very happy those people did not join him on this journey.

The woman called Azazel took a place on a bench opposite of Kurosanai leaving him to wonder why she did not take a seat next to him. Perhaps it was because she was shy and preferred her own company to those of others. Or maybe it was the fact that she was attracted to the young human male in such a severe way that she had to stay away from him in order to control herself. After observing everything on Omega and the strange customs Kurosanai had to go with the latter of the options. But the true question was how to deal with such a situation. What was a poor attractive young man to do?

Kurosanai fidgeted on the bench as his mind began to race. He had never wooed a girl before and all the information he could come up with was off of cheesy romantic comedies. But for all Kuro’s knowledge the girl didn’t like romantic comedies or that they didn’t exist in this part of the galaxy. If the second was true then all of those pick up lines would be completely original in this situation. With a shrug he rose to his feet. What could possibly go wrong? The answer, nothing!

With that Kurosanai walked, er, I mean some form of strutting walking motion. He tried to seductively brush back his hair as he did so. It only took a few moments for him to walk over but he tried to walk in as much slow motion as possible. Once he stood next to the woman named Azazel he leaned down, putting most of his weight on his left arm and spoke.

“Well there sugah, how you doing today?” Kurosanai tried to ask in as much of a southern tone as he could. After all the South did hold some of the most gentlemanly gentlemen if there was such a thing. “I couldn’t help but to notice your fine looking self sitting over here and to think why did an angel fall from heaven in such a place?” Kurosanai asked as he tried to flip hair in a way that a douche pop star would. It worked for him, why couldn’t work for an actual man?

[April foolsS.O.U.L is not back]

As Soul took his stance, the listened as the namekian commented on the stance he took. "Hmmm, interesting... A good fighting style is rooted in its stance. The position of your feet, the placement of your hands, it all factors into what kind of fighter you want to be." Soul smiled, the words of the namekian seeping into Soul’s memory bank. He then watched as the green being got into a stance of his own, Soul analyzed the stance. He certainly had not see in before. As Soul continued to look at the namekian stance, Banduk started to speak, first commenting on his stance nd then on the stance Soul took.

"My stance is often considered to be very balanced, and focuses on punching. Your stance, however, seems heavily defensive. If I were to throw a punch to your torso..." Soul watched as the namekian slowly extended his fist toward Soul and continued to speak. "You would simply need to slide your front leg back, or to the side. Then, shift your weight onto the front leg, turning it into your pivot point. Once you were able to do that, you could even grab my arm and use my weight against me. There's a martial art on Namek known as 'Aido-jido' that allows you to do just that." Soul noted his head as he almost immediately did what the namekian told him in a considerably fast pace that maybe a newcomer wouldn’t be able to do. Soul slid his front leg back, and then shifted his weight onto his front leg before pivoting and attempting to grab the still outstretched arm of the namekian, using the weight of the namekian Soul would attempt throw him over his right shoulder.

This happened all within a few seconds and Soul hoped that the namekian at least somewhat expected it to happen for Soul had the ability to be a ‘quick learner’ so to speak because of his robotic stature. Soul was also created to do at least some kind of fighting because of his ability to use ki. If his attacks succeed and he managed to flip the namekian over his right shoulder, he would quickly speak. “I think I understand your teachings...” He would then smile at the namekian.

[Banduk Gundu]

Banduk payed little mind to whatever Kurosanai was trying to accomplish, all he heard with his sensitive ears was some kind of strange nickname for her, followed by an awkward compliment. Just what was he trying to do? The Namekian didn't bother finding out, especially after his concentration was broken by Soul's sudden implementation of the very technique Banduk explained. Of course, it only made sense that the robotic man was able to fully understand the Gundu's teachings. His brain was essentially a computer, able to process information at alarming rates, without things like petty emotions cloud his focus.

When he was flipped, Banduk reacted quickly, bracing his arm in order to give Soul a realistic experience. No one would have a limp limb to grab in the middle of a heated battle, and as Banduk allowed the android to flip him, he steadied himself in the air with a small amount propulsion using Bukujutsu. This allowed him to land softly on his feet, a smile on his face before he turned to look at Soul. "I can see that. It was a great first attempt. Next time, try crouching a little more and pulling forward, it'll help immobilize your opponent in mid-throw..." Banduk said, throwing another weak punch for Soul to try and react to. This continued for a time, and each time Soul attempted an attack, Banduk clearly explained ways for him to approve. It was interesting, working with an individual who perfectly followed the Namekian's teachings. It allowed the two to focus more on the the technique in question rather than the exercise required for the body to memorize muscle movements involved in attacks.

(( I left my post a little open-ended, depending on how much further you want to take our interactions. ))

[Azazel Moloch]

Azazel was still sitting on the bench in the training room, just watching Banduk and Soul. She was still holding onto the two pendants that were dangling around her neck. She was almost going to get lost in her thoughts again when she noticed the male human known as Kurosani had gotten up from his bench. She looked at him as he was walking in slow motion, she couldn’t understand why he was walking so slow. Was he trying to prove something, or was he just a little messed up in the brain. Either way Azazel just looked away trying to ignore the maybe confused human. But that was going to be impossible as she noticed that he was standing next to her placing his left hand on the bench next to her. She didn’t understand what he was doing or why he was doing it. Maybe he was messed up in the head and he was confusing her for someone else. Then he began to speak to Azazel, starting off by calling her sugah. What the hell was a sugah and why was his voice so different from before, its almost like he was trying to act stupid around her.


Trying to ignore him she turned slightly away from him. He just kept talking to her wondering why her “fine looking self” was sitting along on a bench. Still she didn’t understand what he was doing, she had never seen anyone act this way before. She didn’t know what to do or what to say to him, all she did was sit silently waiting for him to stop. Then he continued to say that she was an angel that fell from Heaven. This made Azazel even more confused, he defiantly had no idea where she was from and he was far from her place of origin. She was the exact opposite of an Angel, she was from Hell a fact that very few people know. This poor oblivious man probably thinks she is a human and not a Makaio.


”This poor man s confused, I think he should sit down before he makes an even bigger fool out of himself. I don’t know what to say to him, or how to react to his words.”


“What are you talking about Azazel, is someone bothering you again? Why don’t you just get up and leave him, I think he will get the point.” Silitha explained


”That is probably what I am going to do Silitha, otherwise I think he is just going to keep talking to me. He obviously has me confused with someone from his past, I am no Angel.”


“HE CALLED YOU AN ANGEL!” Silitha began to laugh “Thus poor man must be very confused, he has no idea who he is talking to cause if he did he wouldn’t be talking to you. I think you need to leave him and go somewhere else.” Silitha said


”Ummmm Kuro are you feeling alright? You were acting very weird on your walk over here and now you are saying crazy things. I am sorry, but I think you have me confused with someone else. I don’t understand what you are doing, so I think you might want to sit down for a while you seem sick.”

[Kurosanai Muzai]

”Ummmm Kuro are you feeling alright? You were acting very weird on your walk over here and now you are saying crazy things. I am sorry, but I think you have me confused with someone else. I don’t understand what you are doing, so I think you might want to sit down for a while you seem sick.” Azazel said as she seemed to bat off every attempt that Kuro made to interact with the woman. If she had been so into him why was she being so round about with her wording. What could be the reason?

Then it dawned on him. She was actually intimidated by his over bearing beauty. That must have been it. He acted quickly and helped prevent his mind from losing the charming smile that adorned it. If he kept up the effort surely things would go his way. As Kurosanai went to shift his attention to Azazel even more he rotated the weight on his hand awkwardly causing him fall down towards the arena floor quick than he had anticipated. Without so much as an attempt to catch himself his head bounced off the bench and clattered to the floor. He let out a groan while trying not to lose his smile. He muttered several curses under his breath as he slowly crawled back to his feet.

"It is you my dear that is acting strangely. Hiding over here when you can just confess your attraction to me. On Earth we are rather blunt creatures and prefer to be straight forward with our conversation." A complete bullshit lie. Frankly he was out of ideas on how to impress this woman. He had to go for a Hail Mary pass otherwise he might as well just have never tried in the first place. He reached out with his hand and gently caressed her cheek feeling her smooth skin. By Hail Mary pass I wasn't kidding, folks Kurosanai literally ran out of ideas on how to impress Azazel. Which was rather sad seeing as how he had only just started, this only showed how inexperienced he really was at this stuff. "My dear there is nothing my romantic than being able to dance with a partner. Whether it be on the dance floor, the arena floor or even the bed room floor." Kurosanai said as he snapped his jaw at her.

That is how desperate he had become. He actually did the jaw snap at Azazel. Rather sad and pathetic when you really think about it but when you are a twenty-two year old virgin that really hasn't had any sort of luck with women due to the fact that any time he had interaction with them. They were trying to be married off to the young man. "So my dear, what do you say?" He asked.

[April foolsS.O.U.L is not back]

Soul watched as he managed to grab the arm of the namekian and flip him over his shoulder, unfortunately the skilled namekian managed to keep himself up right instead of landing on his back, something Soul was impressed with. Soul then listened as the namekian gave him pointers he should use next time such as bending lower and pulling forward to help immobilize the opponent more. Soul nodded his head as the namekian made another slow punch, Soul took that as an opportunity to perform a various other moves he had seen others do.

As the spar went on, Soul and Banduk were getting a tad bit faster each time, Soul having tried different moves and attacks and the namekian giving him more and pointers on what he could do better and or try. Soul was enjoying the lesson, his knowledge constantly being filled with more and more helpful information that no doubt would improve his combat capabilities. While the two sparred, Soul paid no attention to the antics of Kuro as he attempted to sway Azazel with his odd charmed way.

(Sorry it’s super short I didn’t feel like expanding on anything in details.)

[Banduk Gundu]

Banduk was enjoying the training session with Soul, realizing that as time went on, it seemed less like a lesson and more like a sparring match. He still guided the android's movements whenever he threw an attack, but none of their techniques were used to try and harm the other. It was an experimental process, throwing a punch and letting the opponent defend, then slowing down and offering some tips. Banduk even included a few pointers on how to give Soul's fighting style a more offensive touch.

"Good, try that again. This time, when you redirect the attack, strike my ribs with the back of your fist, here." he said during the time covering a certain motion that brushed an opponent's punch to the side, pulling their arm ahead at the same time. In doing so, Soul could lead his opponent off course, sending them off balance beside him. With Banduk's help, the robotic man could potentially deliver a counterattack at the same time, using his opponent's velocity to add power to the strike.

[Azazel Moloch]

"It is you my dear that is acting strangely. Hiding over here when you can just confess your attraction to me. On Earth we are rather blunt creatures and prefer to be straight forward with our conversation. My dear there is nothing my romantic than being able to dance with a partner. Whether it be on the dance floor, the arena floor or even the bed room floor." Kurosanai said as he snapped his jaw at her.


Azazel once again didn’t know how to react to what Kuro was doing, she didn’t understand why he snapped his jaw at her. She slowly inched away from him , moving until she was at the end of the bench. There was no more room for her to try and slide away from Kuro and his weird antics. She didn’t know if he was asking her to dance or challenging her to a spar.


”What are you trying to ask me Kuro, stop acting so weird and just say it.”


“What is going on Now Azazel? Is that weird person still acting weird? What did he say this time?” Silitha asked


”He said that there is nothing more romantic than being able to dance with a partner. I don’t know if he is asking me to go dancing with him, which is out of the question. Or if he is asking me to spar with him, I wish he would just say it and stop acting like he is having a brain malfunction.”


“Well I am hoping that he isn’t asking you to dance with him, so I think he is asking you to a sparring match. You should accept Azazel, it could be interesting….or get even weirder. Either way I don’t you are going to be bored.”[/color]


Silitha did have a point, there can’t be any harm in accepting Kuro’s proposal to spar or as he put it “dance”. Slowly getting up from the bench, she straightens her red dress. She would look Kuro in the eyes, considering his proposal to “dance”. Taking a few minutes to consider it before answering, she continues to star into his eyes.


”Alright Kuro lets get this started.”


(sorry it is so short)

[Kurosanai Muzai]

Finally she had accepted his proposal. At first the woman had slid all the way to the end of the bench as if to get away from the prodigy of the Muzai. He chalked it up to her being intimidated by his advances. After all it was hard to resist such a man as himself he thought. It was more than likely the opposite of the truth but Kurosanai had no chance in hell if he did not remain positive. So rising to his feet the bandanged warrior rose both his hands in the air and let out a yell of excitement. Quickly he dropped both arms back down to his side and he hopped backwards. Instantly he began to shift his weight in between each foot creating a swaying motion. This was far from the proper stance to be fighting in for his style but for whatever reason he felt like he should be different. Fight off balance and to push the pace in a different way. More than likely it would fail as he had no idea what he was doing. But that was part of the joy of learning new things.

“That is awesome. So do you want the first move or do you want me to make it? Either way is fine with me. I plan to show you how having a grasp on the basics can be easily parlayed into bigger and flashier combinations. Now it is my turn to show you how training truly shows through.” Kurosanai jested, it was not meant as a jab to the green stretchy man but frankly it probably would come across that way. If it did he was not going to be overly concerned about it. If it didn’t well then that was all the better.

Kurosanai faked a step forward and then took a step backwards. He was seemingly taunting the woman to join the fray. “I am going to show you a fighting style that you have probably never seen before. And one that helped bring my family great honor and fame. Step forward if you dare because you may end up finding out that you are fighting a bear!” The prodigy of the Muzai was not sure why he had to rhyme that last little bit it seemed to fit. He was in the mood to try new things so it was all a matter of testing to find out what worked and what didn’t.

[Azazel Moloch]

Azazel stood up and watched as Kuro began to create a swaying motion, this was confusing but she figured it was something that got him ready. Standing across from him she rolled her head getting ready to spar with the confused male human. She had been thinking about holding back going into her Trans till she absolutely needed it. Then she thought about the surprise that would come with the horns. There was no doubt Kuro hadn’t seen any one with horns before.


“That is awesome. So do you want the first move or do you want me to make it? Either way is fine with me. I plan to show you how having a grasp on the basics can be easily parlayed into bigger and flashier combinations. Now it is my turn to show you how training truly shows through.”



”Well then I can’t wait to see what it is that you have to teach me. I am sure that it will help me later on in life. But before we get things going I am going to get something out of the way.”


Azazel let he hold against the instinct influence that had been going on inside her body. The two blood red horns penetrated their way through her skin. There was no doubt that Kuro was freaking out right about now, she had gotten used to this. Many people had seen her horns, it was something that was a part of her. She wanted people she interacted with to know what she was.


”I know that you are probably wondering what just happened, but I am going to have to explain that to you later. Right now let’s get this lesson on the way. The questions that are no doubt running through your head will be answered in a matter of time. Now I think you should make the first move Kuro.”

[Kurosanai Muzai]

Alright so the mutual concenus is that we are going to end the thread now and have it graded.

PL for me.
Azazel said he would like Zeni.

[Azazel Moloch]

Just confirming Kuros post I would like Zeni

[Banduk Gundu]

PL over here.