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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Aug 29, 2013 13:14:54 GMT -5
It was interesting viewing the grandeur of the arena from the stands. Ninjin Hattori had to admit that the place was very well built; it had survived all of the punishment that all of the participants could dish out and yet here it was below him, not even a scratch on it. It reminded him of a mountain, for no matter how the wind may howl, the mountain never bows. So true was it for the arena, no matter how they cracked it, no matter what they did, it remained intact and ready for the next bout of combat. One that he would not be in.
His hands gripped the railing knuckles turning white with the force. He had been so close... He had almost brought glory back to their father, but he had been bested… He had to accept that, fooling himself and thinking otherwise would not make him a stronger fighter, if anything it would hold him back.
He turned and leaned his elbows against the railing, watching the people watch him as they passed. A few had come up to ask for autographs on his walk back to the arena, and he jovially had signed them, much to their delight. He was a star here on Omega now, having dazzled and impressed the crowd with his fighting prowess, his fight with Akassa was still on everyone’s lips, and his impalement was not something that could be forgotten so easily. Many who he passed had given their condolences on his loss, something that bit into his ego… but he let them go. Yes, there was a time when he would have waved those looking for an autograph away, disgusted that they would dare to approach him…
He sighed as he watched the people walk by. They were still sheep, and he was still their better, but they knew it didn’t they? He didn’t have to constantly remind them like he felt he used to. They had seen what he was capable of.
He wondered if he would run into any of the other combatants up here. They intrigued him. There were many more in the tournament than the three he had faced… how would he have fared against any of the others? He turned back to face the arena. There would always be more opportunities. Next time he stepped into the arena… he would be the champion. He was sure of that much.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Aug 30, 2013 15:30:08 GMT -5
Sheep. Zeke was aware of how Ninjin thought of the people. That was what angered him about the man. He knew Ninjin's type. But among them was a black sheep, one who stood out in his black coat and dark energy. Zeke was looking for his friend Kazu, but with no luck.
He had been instructed to enter the tournament and prove himself a warrior. He did just that in defeating the prince and had no more need of the stadium. He nearly killed both the prince and the man from his preliminary round, but Zeke knew well what he was doing. He could use the training from Kosho though, better he show Zeke how to properly wield Muramasa then the alternative... his father.
Akassa didn't understand Zeke's motives for his forfeit. He was glad to have gotten the chance to explain before she developed a hatred for him. Zeke wished to explain to Leke as well, but he had vanished as well... then Ninjin himself. Would the man even hear him speak? He was a proud Saiyan prince. Arrogant. Zeke didn't know if he would hold a grudge...
Or maybe the man wanted to hear from Zeke. Maybe he wanted to drop Zeke into the deepest hole imaginable and leave him there. Now he was curious... and that's when the black clad half Saiyan spotted the prince by the railing. Zeke noted the man's grip on it, thinking he was likely reflecting on his defeat against the blue haired Saiyan.
Zeke was never one to really care what one thought of him. But if Zeke was going to be a friend of Akassa's, then he would have to deal with the Prince at times. It was best to have some kind of interaction weather it was good or bad. He approached the man as he was in deep thought, looking down into the arena as well. Zeke didn't know if he would be noticed right away or not.
He crossed his arms and spoke, still looking off across the arena. "I know it likely does not matter to you... but I must say I'm rather disappointed in your loss. I figured you would have come back from our fight as a stronger and more cautious fighter."
He wasn't trying to make fun of his loss or anything, he was simply telling it like it was. There were many people who thought the same.
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Post by Lord Zasham on Aug 30, 2013 17:45:29 GMT -5
Willie Watson sat among the stands, silent and blank. Paying no attention to the surroundings, he did not notice the regal saiyan not far off. His mind was elsewhere, leaving his unblinking eyes fixed upon the arena as he sat completely still. He was in shock of the evils he had involuntarily committed.
He remembered none of it, insisting he wasn't even capable of such horror. Yet this demon's wail hurt many in the crowd; even killing some. How could he live with having done such awful things? Sitting there, in a trance, he searched the depths of his soul and could find no source of such evil. He could never hurt someone, and in fact never had before entering the tournament. He was torn whether to even enter, though the need to provide for his ailing matriarch eventually outweighed his timid nature.
Another saiyan appeared, stepping near the royal, but still the young Watson did not notice. Too lost in his thoughts he was.
"I know it likely does not matter to you... but I must say I'm rather disappointed in your loss. I figured you would have come back from our fight as a stronger and more cautious fighter."
It was all barely a hum in William's mind. Not only that but they had offered him an exhibition match. Given that Willie had lost, he still needed to make money. They would pay him well to fight before the tournament matches. He faced a lady named Adrien, but how could he allow himself in a ring with another woman if this demon resurfaced. The apparent human was overwhelmed with shame for having attacked his new friend Azazel so viciously.
Then he thought of his father. "Take care of the family." They were his dying words. Charged with his sister and mother's well-being, Willie had spent the last few years of his life doing everything within his measly power to make sure his sister went to school and his mother's hospital bills were met. These tasks were not easy on the young man, and he had begun to fall behind.
So the war raged within his soul. Devotion to his mother. Guilt over his actions. Fear of the demon's reemergence. What would win?
...And what dire consequences would it bring.
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Aug 30, 2013 21:32:06 GMT -5
Azazel found herself once again walking around the arena looking for something to do. Alexandria was walking by her side holding onto her hand, the tow had become inseparable after their little experience in the Gamma Slums. Walking around she was getting people running up to her, asking for something called an autograph. She refused to sign any of them, she didn’t know what they were wanting so she ignored them. Continuing her walk she saw some person standing next to the railing. She instantly recognized William and The man in the black coat. The man is black seemed to be talking to the person standing over the railing. Once she looked over at William, memories of what he turned into flooded back into her mind.
”Azazel who are those people over there? DO you know any of them?”
”I know two of them Alexandria, I fought one in the tournament I told you about and I meet the other one a few days ago. He was one of the three that stopped me from taking a person’s life.”
”Well why don’t you go say hello to them? I want to meet your friends that you have made during this tournament. Come on Azazel I want to meet them, please can we meet them?”
Azazel sighed, and walked over there against her will. She didn’t want to go over to talk to William after their match. She hadn’t seen him since that moment; she didn’t know what to say to him. The two of them were not like their self that match and neither was William. Alexandria was walking ahead of her, still holding onto her hands but making sure that Azazel was walking behind her. Eventually, they made their way over to the group Alexandria talking first.
”Hello everyone, My name is Alexandria and Azazel has told me that she knows two of you.”
”Hello again William and you, it is interesting to meet you again.”
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 4, 2013 22:49:10 GMT -5
Zeke Necross. Of course it would be him that showed up. One of the last people on all of Omega that Ninjin Hattori would want to speak to, and it had to be him. The thought almost made Ninjin smile. He didn’t even bother to turn around to address him, but kept staring down at the arena.
“No one was more disappointed by my loss than I, Zeke Necross. After all I did go to such lengths to beat you.” He spat the words sarcastically. He knew he was better than Zeke, knew that he was the stronger of the two, and yet the man had nearly killed him. It had to be that damned sword strapped to his side. It must have some power that the prince didn’t know about.
Off to the side Ninjin noticed a man sitting by himself. The youngster looked to be deep in thought. The arena did that to you, you could lose yourself staring at it, contemplating what might have been had you won the whole thing. Hadn’t the youngster been a part of the tournament? Ninjin thought he remembered seeing his face before. His thoughts left the young man and were focused back on Zeke. Why did the black-clad Saiyan want to talk to him? No matter, he held no grudge against him. Saiyans respected strength, and though he was not as strong as Ninjin, Zeke was a strong and impressive fighter.
“I was always the stronger fighter Zeke, in all three of the matches I was in; I was physically stronger, though you are not wrong in that I should have been more cautious. The Mouse got the better of the Lion, something that doesn’t happen often. It wouldn’t happen again were Conri and I to face again….” He turned and rested his elbows on the banister, taking a very much relaxed pose. He looked at the black clad Saiyan, his eyes flicking to his sword and back up to his face. “The outcome of our match would be different as well. Though I must congratulate you, not many people can say they’ve nearly killed the Crown-Prince of New Vegeta. You are among an elite few.”
A woman Ninjin had never seen before approached another one in tow not too far behind. They boldly walked up to the group and introduced themselves; as if Ninjin would care… they seemed to address the young man as if he were a part of Zeke and his conversation. Ninjin’s eyes flicked to them and back then back to Zeke. He continued on as if nothing had happened. If they wanted to know who he was the symbol on his chest said it all, as did his face, the posters from the quarter-finals still hanging all over the arena.
“I hear you and my sister are becoming close.” The line would no doubt surprise Zeke. Ninjin was prince of the Saiyans however, and should he want information, there were plenty of Saiyans on Omega who were loyal.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Sept 7, 2013 9:59:36 GMT -5
The prince still belived in his power over all, but didn't seem that bothered with Zeke's presence.
"Failed to be more cautious is right, Ninjin Hattori. You see, I'm not the same kind of warrior as you...
Zeke turned to face the man. "Since my childhood, I was trained not to defeat my opponent... but to kill. You were stronger, but you aimed to simply take me down. I was going for more than that. But that was wrong in many ways. I wasn't seeing you in the ring, I seen someone else... whom I wanted to put an end to.
Zeke looked around to see the two others close by chatting. He recognised them both from different times. He could remember Azazel, but not the mane of the boy. The other woman was new to him.
"I came to realize what I was doing when I was making my final attack. Any later and you would be dead. That is partly why I had to forfeit this tournament... someone was going to end up getting killed."
The two women approach and say hello to Zeke and Ninjin. The prince ignored them completely... Zeke however did not.
"Hello. I don't believe we have met."
Azazel approached as well. Zeke looked at her. "This must be the one you were searching for last time we met?"
Ninjin must have been speaking to Akassa earlier. He figured that they would have spoken where Ninjin nearly died. Zeke knew little of their relationship, but hopefully the two would cherish the time spent together now. All it takes is one blade...
"Close... I'm not sure what you mean exactly. I wish to train with her when she can and I offered my services as a mercenary as well. An offer that extends to you as well, I'm sure there is much I can do."
There were many things that Zeke could pull off that the Royal Family could not. Assassination, inter-planetary missions, threats, covert ops... and none of it would trace to them. But Zeke already pissed Ninjin off, and only god knows what the king is thinking.
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Post by Lord Zasham on Sept 7, 2013 11:27:45 GMT -5
”Hello everyone, my name is Alexandria and Azazel has told me that she knows two of you.”
More static to the ears of the tormented, who continued staring at the ominous arena; replaying everything over and over again compared to the footage he saw of his last match. The woman approached outside his peripherals, but the second voice made him aware to their presence.
”Hello again William and you, it is interesting to meet you again.
Her voice lifted him from his haze as he turned to match her gaze. It was none other than Azazel, the woman he had befriended, and then subsequently lost in a nightmare that eventually proved to be reality. Guilt overwhelmed him until he could no longer bear seeing her elegant features. Eyes dropping to the floor he stood, his meager frame slumped in disgrace over his actions.
“A… Azazel... I… I…”
It was a jumble, a crossword he could not complete. So many things to say yet none came to him. He was not used to a situation like this; he had never harmed anyone, nonetheless a beautiful woman. In fact he had gone to great lengths to never cross anyone, preferring to stay invisible as he worked toward the goal of caring for his family.
"I don't know what happened... I'm so sorry... I.."
And that was all, the gridlock of his mind came to a dead stop as he continued to stare at his feet, his face reddened with shame and coupled with a nervous knot in his throat.
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Sept 11, 2013 11:20:36 GMT -5
Azazel waited for the group of men to address her, but it appeared the man in red and gold armor payed her no attention. She looked at the symbol on his armor, and instantly recognized it, he was a member of the royal family that was here. She began to recall where she has seen him before, then suddenly it hit her. She was watching the first preliminary match with him and his sister, the two were opponents. It was a good match, she wished she had actually paid attention to the whole thing, but she was too busy talking to William or Zasham, whatever he calls himself. She found out later that the male fighter was the prince on the Saiyans. The man in black would be the first to address her and Alexandria. He said hello to both of them, Alexandria just smiled back at him.
”Unfortunately this is the person I was looking for when we meet that day. I am still looking for her, I think my time looking around Omega is quickly coming to an end, I will have to try another planet soon.”
Next William addressed Azazel , he began to speak but his words were choppy. It seemed like he was trying to apologize for what happened in their tournament fight. They didn’t get the chance to talk about it after the match because Azazel ran off. She smiled, placing a hand on William’s shoulder, letting him know there was nothing to apologize for. The two of them became something that they didn’t want, there was no explanation for it and no reason to apologize. The two of them are alright now and that it is all water under the bridge so to speak.
”I thank you for your apology William but there is no reason for it. Now I am sorry that my friend here interrupted you in your conversation prince. She was just excited to meet new people.”
Whispering to Azazel ”Why are you saying that, is there a reason we need to apologize to this man? He just seems like a regular person to me, what makes him a prince?”
”Yes Alexandria we kind of do need to apologize for interrupting him, no matter who it is it is rude to barge into a conversation. You don’t have to say anything, because I don’t think he will even care what you have to say. He seems like that kind of person at least from what I have heard around the streets. So do you understand now?”
”Yes Azazel I understand, I will be quiet, and speak when I am spoken too.”
Laughing to herself ”I didn’t mean it like that Alexandria, I just meant that it is rude to interrupt people, that is all.”
Alexandria smiled at Azazel, then looked back to the man in black ”If you don’t mind me asking, what do you mean I was the one she was looking for?”
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 18, 2013 21:27:59 GMT -5
What Zeke revealed to Ninjin shocked him slightly. He had been trying to kill him? That certianly explained the sword through the shoulder, but it didn’t explain why Ninjin was still standing. If Zeke had truly wanted him dead he would be. Then Zeke told him he had been seeing someone else in Ninjin’s place. It seemed that many did that…
Zeke’s mention of his forfeit… it didn’t infuriate Ninjin as it once might have. The prince merely shrugged.
“Next time we face Zeke Necross, and believe me we shall, I expect you to not hold back, as neither will I. Though I dare say we shouldn’t try and kill each other, I’ve no interest in being impaled on your sword again. Not that it matters, but I forgive you for that. ”
It seemed the two women weren’t going away any time soon, and the young man sitting nearby them had joined in on the conversation as well. Ninjin hadn’t been expecting to talk to this many people, but he wasn’t ungrateful for the company.
Zeke extended his services to the prince as well. Ninjin thought it over and then extended his hand towards the man.
“You fight well Zeke Necross, I’d rather have you at my back than against me. If I have need of you I shall call upon you.”
The young teen seemed to apologize to the woman who had approached, no doubt these two had history beyond what the prince had seen of them. He thought he recalled seeing both of them in the tournament but couldn’t place if that was correct or not, his own matches having taken up all of his attention.
After the older of the two women finished giving her lecture Ninjin would smile.
“My blood makes me a prince little one, prince of all the Saiyans. Trust me when I say I am far from a regular person. Your friend is right though, it’s rude to interrupt any conversation.” He turned his gaze on the elder of the two.
“I tend to like to form my opinions based on interactions rather than hearsay.” The line was pointed at Azazel for her comment. He would then turn back towards the younger one.
“Greetings my dear, I am Ninjin Hattori Crown-Prince of the Saiyans.”
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Sept 27, 2013 14:56:32 GMT -5
A look of surprise crossed Zeke's face. The prince forgave him? Even after Zeke admitted his intentions... that was not what he'd seen coming. He said nothing at first, uncrossing his arms and looking away. Akassa was right, he didn't know anything about Ninjin.
The man's aggressive fighting nature must bring out his more arrogant side. That was what Zeke had first thought of Ninjin, and all that made him think of was his own father. Zeke knew he would have to watch himself from now on.
The prince even offered to fight along side him if need be. "... And to you as well. I'm sure it would be interesting to fight with you rather than against you."
The Woman accompanying Azazel asked if she was the one Zeke refered to. "I'm not sure, are you? I don't remember the name of who she was searching for."
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Post by Lord Zasham on Sept 30, 2013 8:29:03 GMT -5
”I thank you for your apology William but there is no reason for it…”
She continued on, they all did, but the cold precision in her voice put him at unease. He could see something different in her eyes; the usual comforting warmth was but embers of a dying flame. Azazel had seen the monstrosity within and it would forever change her view of the fledgling human.
“Thank you…”
He murmured as he rose to his feet omniously, his eyes still downcast; shadows upon his face. Catching his eye was the little girl with his estranged friend, vivacious and eager she reminded William of his little sister. He had been absent for days for the tournament, surely they would be missing by now.
But how could he face them after what he had done? They would have been watching afterall, they’d have seen what he did, what he became. What he feared most was that the ones of loved most, his beloved family, looking upon him as Azazel had moments ago. Willie feared his heart could not bear that pain.
“I must be going I have… Things to do… Prince, Zeke, Alexandria… Azazel… Stay safe…”
Turning he walked away. In truth he was going to look for the beautiful Azazel’s sister. Though Zeke may not know Alexandria was not whom Azazel had arrived on the Omega Collective to find, Watson knew all too well. She had shown him a picture once; Silithia, her face was burned into his memory. Of course he knew that she was probably not on the Collective, given how thoroughly they had searched, but he felt it was the least he could…
After what he had done.
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Sept 30, 2013 22:54:10 GMT -5
Azazel watched as Alexandria looked intently at Ninjin when he was talking to her. He went on to explain what made him a price, something about his blood. It was clear that Alexandria still didn’t understand the concept, but she didn’t ask again. She was really waiting for The black coated man to answer her question. She had no idea that Azazel was looking for her sister that day in the Gamma Slums. A little fact that Azazel has yet to mention to her. Ninjin had said something else that was directed at Azazel, but she wasn’t really listening.
”Hello Price Ninjin, like I said earlier my name is Alexandria, are you a fighter in the tournament like Azazel? She didn’t tell me about her fights, the only thing she told me about was that she had been in a tournament.”
When Alexandria finished speaking, the black coated man addressed her as well. Asking if she was in fact the person that Azazel was searching for those many days ago, unfortunately Alexandria was not the person. Before Alexandria could say anything to the black coated man Azazel spoke up.
”Unfortunately I am still looking for her, and her name was Silitha, my little sister. There are two more places I need to search for her, New Vegeta and the Earth. I have no idea if she is even at those places but I have to look.”
Before Azazel even realized it, it seemed like William was leaving the group of people. Saying that he had things to do. Azazel didn’t know if he was still looking for Silitha around the Omega Collective. If he was in fact still looking for then, then Azazel would defiantly have to repay him the next time they meet.
Looking back to Ninjin and the coated man ”I don’t know if this is rude to ask but Ninjin since you live on New Vegeta, have you seen a girl about the same height as Alexandria, just with white hair? Same question for you as well Zeke?”
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 30, 2013 23:05:15 GMT -5
“I was indeed a fighter in the tournament, one of the very best in fact. I fought our friend Zeke here, and have the scars to prove it. I didn’t get a chance to fight Azazel, but I’m sure she would have been just as challenging as the rest of the opponents.”
Zeke seemed rather taken aback by his more friendly nature, but a lot had happened on Omega. He had nearly died multiple times, and the way his life had been heading before that… when he thought of those who would have gathered to mourn him, it was a sea of people to be sure, but they were there out of loyalty to the throne. There were no friends in that crowd. He wished to change that. The person he had been before was gone, or at least he hoped so.
Azazel went on to explain that she was searching for her sister, and Ninjin’s heart fell. He didn’t remember anyone matching the description, and so many people came and went on New Vegeta that didn’t even come to the palace. He spent most of his time there, so if she had been to the world and not made her way there its possible he didn’t see her.
“Nothing comes to mind, but if your wish is to go to New Vegeta and look for her you may accompany me when I return if you so wish. There’s not a single place I don’t have access to on my world, if she’s there you can be sure with me you’d find her.” It was the best he could offer.
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Post by Jaxine Caulie on Oct 2, 2013 16:05:02 GMT -5
Zeke too was paying attention now to the woman's description of her sister. He took note of her appearance and nodded.
"The prince here has resources in high places. I have them in lower places, myself. If there is a rumor on the street of any kind, I'll hear it. Between the two of us, we will find her if she's on New Vegeta."
Zeke turned back to Ninjin.
"I'm glad I got to speak with you... this turned out much better than I had expected. But now I have to go and rest up, I have a little spar planned with your sister, Akassa later. I don't plan on allowing her to win..."
He cracked a slight smile.
"I will see you again, back on Vegeta. Until then, Ninjin..."
He nodded to the prince, then turned and said goodbye to the women as well before taking his leave.
(PL please.)
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Oct 2, 2013 21:53:47 GMT -5
Azazel let out a small sigh when neither of them was able to confirm having seen her sister, just two more people that had not seen her. Still both of them did offer to assist in her search, Zeke claiming he could look in lower places while the Prince looked in high ones. It was something at least, the more eyes that were on the lookout for Silitha the better.
Smiling and thanking Zeke again as he turns to leave the Makaio then turns her attention back to Ninjin. The offer to travel to New Vegeta with him was tempting, but at the same time might get her wrapped up in more than she wanted. It was true he was offering to help, but there were plenty of other items he most likely had to attend to and Azazel wanted to stick to searching for her sister.
”Thank you Ninjin, but for now I will remain on Alpha Prime. Perhaps there is a lead here that I have overlooked. If I do travel to New Vegeta in the future I will be sure to contact you, even ask for your assistance if the offer still stands. Looking around for a moment then to Alexandia she realizes almost everyone else had disbursed. With no direct path to Silitha here it was best she take her leave as well.
Thanking Ninjin one last time the two females turn and leave, once again embarking on her journey to find her lost sister. Azazel would not stop until she found her, no matter how many planets she needed to travel too in order to do it.
(PL please!)
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