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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Jan 27, 2017 22:28:39 GMT -6
Wasabi fiddled with his fingers anxiously, unsure of what to do with his hands as he walked up to the ship. He'd never done anything like this before -- hell he'd never felt anything like this before. It was a rare occurrence for him to be nervous, and needless to say he wasn't a fan. "What the shit am I doing?" He stood in front of the spaceship, the door looming high overhead. Taking a breath, he ran a hand through his hair (which he'd uselessly tried to shape into something presentable) muttering some potential dialogue to himself. "So uh, I was just in the neighborhood and I was wondering if you wanted to go for a fly . . ." For a moment the world was silent it's breath seemingly held at his sheer wit -- and then an instant later the illusion was broken as he swore he could feel the whole planet collectively sigh at his expense at that moment. He let out his own sigh, his stomach a burning pit of dread; this was going to be a real disaster. Taking a deep breath, he stood up as straight as he could before elegantly banging his hand against what he guessed was the ship's main entrance. "A-Anyone home?" Aisuko
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Post by Aisuko on Jan 30, 2017 15:28:01 GMT -6
It seemed like Wasabi had rotten timing. Nobody appeared to be on the ship to answer.
Or maybe he wasn't banging on the right place?
Orrrrrr--not, as the ship shifted, revealing a door that jerked to the side, just separating from the main hull enough to not scrape and screech together, leaving a mildly annoyed Ice-Jin visible. Her nose was fixed, thanks to her ship. She grasped a bag, making it obvious she was on the way out. And by the way she would essentially stumble into him upon her exit...she hadn't heard the knocking.
"Ack--what--"
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Jan 30, 2017 18:54:42 GMT -6
"Agh." Wasabi would stumble backwards, barely managing to to stay on his feet as he came to a halt. "Ah . . . Uh, hey. I wanted to ask you if --" He cut himself off, seemingly displeased before starting again. "Hi, my name's Wasabi, and uh I kinda sorta noticed you during that whole invasion fiasco." He paused, seeming to gather himself as he took another breath of air through his nostrils before continuing.
"I wanted to know if maybe you wanted t-t-t-to go . . . outonadatewithmepossiblysortofmaybe."
He swallowed anxiously waiting for a response. Needless to say, this was going about as well as expected.
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Post by Aisuko on Jan 30, 2017 23:10:40 GMT -6
Poor, unfortunate soul.
Aisuko's tail lashed against the ground after acting like a third limb to ensure the Ice-Jin didn't fall. Her ship closed itself with a hiss that may or may not have also escaped her lips at the smaller green...male - thing? - standing and yammering on in front of her. Imperiously frosty eyes narrowed.
"What." She said as he first started backpeddaling over his words. Her tail gave a heavy thud and continued to writhe like a snake caught with a pressure trap holding one end down.
She felt herself bristle at the query, and she seemed to draw herself taller than her impressively short stature allowed and she seemed to look down her nose at him, like he just offended her.
"No. Get out."
There was a faint crackle in the air. Like an electric current. Maybe snake wasn't an apt enough description. Electric eel, maybe? By the growing pressure, it seemed like Aisuko flipped her killswitch to engage.
Run.
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Jan 30, 2017 23:54:13 GMT -6
Hurt. That was the first thing he'd noticed. Like a big rift had opened in the pit of his stomach and had filled itself with the worst feeling imaginable. The feeling gnawed at him and fluttered at the same time. Like some weird mutant breed of carnivorous butterflies.
Wasabi was used to being closed off, after all it was what helped him cope with his lonely childhood. Keeping his emotions held securely under lock and key; he'd never put himself out there like that -- for anyone. So when Aisuko rejected him, he sat stunned, trying his best not to drown in his own emotions. He was like a deer caught in headlights; and before he could even recover from the previous blow, she hit him with another verbal sledgehammer, as she commanded him to leave. The look in her eyes reminiscent of the humans back on Earth, he'd seen it before; complete and utter contempt. Something in him snapped then, a defiant look blazed in his eyes as he stared back at her, his voice coming out much stronger than before.
"No."
He'd seen how strong she was during the invasion. But for some reason Wasabi didn't care. He'd done reckless things before, but this would take the cake. He'd take a step back, his body tensing up in anticipation as the wind began to pick up, reacting to their aura: as static crackled in the air.
"Y- You're not even that cute anyway."
And then Wasabi was instantly vaporized.
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Post by Aisuko on Feb 1, 2017 17:00:23 GMT -6
Oh Wasabi, you weren't that special. Aisuko gave that look to everyone--and especially a certain banana-brained Saiyan that drove her mad.
The cement pad beneath her feet (oddly shaped though they were) seemed to gain some new spider-like cracks as his words sank in.
"I'm. Fucking." Aisuko's jaw clenched as she cranked her dial up to eleven. "BEAUTIFUL."
With the last word she spun, quickly, using her tail like a bat to send the Makyo flying off her pad, away from her ship (PL: 4000). But her words weren't done there.
"BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU GET TO RANDOMLY ASK ME OUT!"
She shot up to pursue, assuming her hit connected. Her bag was still clenched in her left hand, knuckles tense and strained.
This thing didn't know who she was! She was of Noble blood and his audacity was an insult!
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 1, 2017 18:36:36 GMT -6
Wasabi would see the tail move, albeit briefly. Just a single blur, as his mind switched into battle mode. His brain screaming at his arms to move and block the attack. They made it a respectable inch from his sides, as he had a single thought.
'Too fas-'
He couldn't even finish the thought, as pain wracked his body. Wasabi didn't even know where he'd gotten hit, the pain spreading itself evenly across his entire front side as he was sent flying backwards at an angle, slamming into the ground first with his shoulder. The force of the strike continued to carry him as his limp body bounced off the ground a few times before he finally slowed to a painful stop, leaving a Wasabi sized trench in his wake. Lying on his back, in a crater he attempted to sit up, grimacing at the pain. Falling back down onto his back. He had a brief moment of dazed disbelief as he quietly agreed to her previous statement.
"Damn it . . . she's gorgeous even when she's kicking my ass."
After a couple seconds of labored breathing he managed to shakily get to his feet. The world was spinning, and standing seemed almost impossible let alone fighting back. Just had to keep her talking so he could recover a bit. "Why can't I; is there like a screening process or something?" His eyebrows arched for a moment, as if coming to a conclusion, a note of hope in his voice.
"There's not like a height requirement is there?"
As he spoke he let his power bubble just below the surface. Taking a deep breath, he'd let his power explode outward as his muscles swelled [Transformation + Pazuzu's Blessing], and he visibly grew a few inches taller. Without a word, he would rush toward her, flying. When he was in range he would cock his leg back before swinging it all the way up to his head, attempting to kick a cloud of dirt in her face. If it worked, he'd snap his leg downward in an axe kick aimed to flatten her against the floor (however unlikely).
"Sorrysorrysorry!" Pure Makyo-Jin: +25% PL (4315) Pazuzu's Blessing: +40% Speed Boost to PL (6041)
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Post by Aisuko on Feb 1, 2017 21:41:08 GMT -6
If she had fur at all, Wasabi would have seen hackles raised. As it was she was visibly bristling even though her skin was smooth. It crackled in the air with faint sparks as her tail lashed hard enough to sway her entire body midair.
"I'm from a noble house--!" She blinked, momentarily confused at his follow up. "I'M SHORTER THAN YOU ARE."
The dust cloud was entirely unexpected. A dirty play. She coughed and shrank back through the air, only able to rub at her eyes with one arm before something collided with her head and she hit the ground with a sharp smack. She grunted against the ground and - releasing her bag - slapped her hands down and pushed herself up. Her aura sparked and she looked around before firing a couple quick blasts at him, intending on knocking him the heck out.
No longer playing.
PL: 7500
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 2, 2017 14:05:42 GMT -6
He'd intended to subdue her and get the fight over with. considered using his foot to pin her head against the ground, but he hesitated; unable to bring himself to step on her as his brain began to register her earlier comment. Big mistake. She was back up on her feet as Wasabi scrambled backwards, backpedaling for any type of cover while trying to keep an eye on Aisuko.
"W-Wait you mean you're royalty?!?"
He dove to the left just as a ki blast grazed his side. Grimacing he quickly rose to one knee only to find two more ki blasts zooming toward him. He braced himself, raising his arms as he blocked one of the blasts with his forearms. The force of the collision knocked his guard wide open, his arms becoming numb useless jelly noodles. The next blast took him in the shoulder, flinging him backwards in a somersault. He groaned, landing hard on his back.
After a moment of labored breathing he would get back up to a single knee, and flash his smarmiest grin at Aisuko.
"So how are my chances looking?" It was a bait. Wasabi doubted another surprise attack would work, so he needed her to come to him.
Transformed PL(+25%):4135 Speed PL(+35%):5825 Ki Blast Defense PL(+20%):5178
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Post by Aisuko on Feb 2, 2017 15:41:55 GMT -6
"Abysmal."
She snarled at him in response, and unleashed one final attack (or what she assumed would be a final attack, anyway).
"Hailstorm!"
A sizable orb appeared in front of her outstretched hands and seemed to shatter, sending many tiny ki shards at him!
PL Hailstorm: 9500
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 3, 2017 11:49:46 GMT -6
"Well, shit."
It was the worst possible outcome, but he had only himself to thank for it. If this was to be his final stand, he wanted to go out looking like a complete badass.
"HELL RAZE", Wasabi would shout; his aura flaring dramatically as his hands were sheathed ruby colored energy. He slashed out against the first wave of ki blasts, his right arm going numb from the shock of the impact. Wasabi would take a step forward as attacks peppered him on all sides, one tearing through his right shoulder, his right arm dropped, hanging limply. Before he could even cry out another blast tore into his thigh. Still he pressed forward; slashing out with the other hand as another wave of ki blasts came in, the aura that coated his hand shattering.
His arms refused to move, he just couldn't keep up. The last wave of ki blasts ripped into his body. Pain, unlike anything he'd felt prior to Namek wracked his form until finally it was done. Surprisingly . . .he was still alive. Albeit barely. Blood poured from his wounds freely, his arms dangled uselessly, he let out a single wheezy, "Ha!" Before collapsing face first into the dirt, his form shrinking back down to its original size.
Transformed PL(+25%): 4315 Hell Raze PL(+25%): 5213 Speed PL(+30%): 5375 Ki Defense PL (+20%): 5178
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Post by Aisuko on Feb 7, 2017 10:21:37 GMT -6
The Ice-Jin snarled and crossed her arms as some of his energy snaked through, to her.
She stared - quite heatedly and balefully - and watched his body shrink and fall to the ground. Her tail gave a few hard, errant swishes. Back and forth, back and forth. Aisuko turned away to go grab her bag, and then her snarl was directed at herself for the curl of guilt.
If Wasabi was still conscious, he'd note that one of his arms were grasped and looped over a set of shoulders before there was an explosion of movement, and then the weightless sensation of flying without being the one powering it.
The Ice-Jin, provided she wasn't hampered by the green-skinned Makyo, would deposit him at a medical bay before turning and leaving without another word.
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 7, 2017 11:38:11 GMT -6
Wasabi faded in and out of consciousness, his body sore and wracked with pain, everything around him was filtered through a dream like haze. He was first aware of the cool dirt beneath him, then darkness. He woke up once more in the air, a thin line of drool trailing from his mouth onto a bright ruby shoulder.
Wasabi grinned stupidly while muttering under his breath, "Best first date ever." He closed his eyes, smile still plastered on his face as he drifted back off to sleep. /end
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