Limax
Hermit
I am filled with Determination
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Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Mar 1, 2017 14:07:33 GMT -6
His nights have grown more and more restless since the tournament round against the Saiyan. His dreams plagued by thoughts and visions of violence. Of the ripping of flesh and the warmth of blood splattering across his face, Trickling down his body. In his dreams his senses are always overwhelmed by a sickly sweetness, like fruit just about to rot. And in waking he can feel it bubbling beneath the surface, calling for him. Always within reach should he need it. Efforts to tap into the power while remaining calm have been... difficult. Every time he felt himself gain mastery the anger and bitterness seemed to surge within. Pumping through his body like oxygen in the blood.
He couldn't go on like this. This wasn't sustainable, and he needed to find a way to control this power. To control himself while he wielded it. It was a problem from within, and so taking a break from his usual physical training Limax attempted to strengthen his spirit with a different sort of training.
His location of choice was a serene waterfall. Sitting at the edge of the water was Limax, lightly floating above the ground with his eyes closed as he attempted to slip into a meditative trance. An effort that he was having more trouble with than he had in a very long time. Intrusive thoughts flitting about his mind like shadows dancing around a candle's light.
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Sacossa
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Post by Sacossa on Mar 3, 2017 0:16:50 GMT -6
Sacossa could just about feel the distress in Limax as he approached, staying silent for now, watching the young warrior go about his meditation. Sacossa would fold his arms, he could feel the malicious energy during the tournament and on the planet, but he was busy with the peace talks. Now that they were on a break requested by the Saiyans of all people, he figured now was a good chance to talk to Limax.
However it would be rude to interrupt.
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Limax
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I am filled with Determination
Posts: 475
Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Mar 3, 2017 0:21:16 GMT -6
He tried for several more minutes when he felt the presence of Sacossa. But now he was feeling even more rushed, or pressured. Or distracted. He couldn't pick one, but it was clear that this was an effort in futility. Letting out a disgruntled sigh he opened his eyes and placed his feet on the ground.
He'd have to try again another time.
"Hello Guardian. Is there anything I can assist you with today?" He asked bringing a hand over his chest, offering the Guardian a deep respectful bow. He hadn't expected company, let alone company so distinguished.
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Sacossa
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Post by Sacossa on Mar 4, 2017 10:54:29 GMT -6
Sacossa would incline his head at the bow, hoping it wasn't his fault Limax couldn't finish his meditation.
"Actually, I was wondering if I could help you. Some of the Warrior Caste trainee's have said you attacked them outside of training, is everything alright?"
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Limax
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Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Mar 4, 2017 12:39:21 GMT -6
He frowned deeply.
"That is untrue. I am the one who has found himself under constant attack. I simply defended myself."
It wasn't his fault if he was now outstripping them all in power.
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Sacossa
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Post by Sacossa on Mar 6, 2017 12:40:24 GMT -6
Sacossa would nod.
"I assumed as much, but the injuries inflicted, along with the support they garner from the others doesn't make things easy for you."
Sacossa would grin after saying that and add.
"However, I doubt they will try anything like that again with the beating they took."
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Limax
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Post by Limax on Mar 6, 2017 12:44:49 GMT -6
"What would you suggest I do then? If these accusations against me are serious enough that you need to speak to me. I can't imagine this will be the end of it."
Not to mention the support that Sacossa had mentioned. He was getting stronger than many now. By leaps and bounds, but that didn't seem to matter. To so many Namekian's rigid in the caste system he was still nothing but an upstart farmer who needed to be put in his place. Maybe if he had won the tournament that could have started to change. But he had failed to do that, and so that ship has sailed.
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Sacossa
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Post by Sacossa on Mar 6, 2017 13:01:09 GMT -6
Sacossa would take some moments to think it over. Limax was in a rough spot, Sacossa could feel how powerful he had become ever since the tournament, his abilities as the Guardian allow this, but his power and his respect seemingly were two different things.
"At this point, you have two, maybe three options I can see. Graduate and become a Warrior. Take the test now before they have a chance to do anything. Quit and go back to farming, live the normal life... Or, go on a journey of discovery. Take a pilgrimage to find something to improve the Namekian way of life... If they have it their way and are able to make a move before you, the possability of Exile is high."
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Limax
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Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Mar 6, 2017 13:11:54 GMT -6
Exile....
The word struck him to his core, his heart skipping at least three beats. To be banished from his home forever, to be stricken from the records, and shunned as a Son of Namek was a fate far worse than death. He'd rather die a thousand deaths than know he could never again set foot on the soil of his home.
"I will go on the journey then. It seems there is little other option."
He had no choice. Even if he took the test to become a warrior that wouldn't solve his problem. Not really. It would be a bandage on the wound that was his standing among the other warriors. If anything, doing that could cause more resentment toward him.
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Sacossa
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Post by Sacossa on Mar 6, 2017 13:16:21 GMT -6
"If that is your choice, I will announce that you are going on a great pilgrimage by my order. This will halt all actions against you and you will have a few weeks to prepare for your journey. I will have a ship prepared for you, it will be yours."
Sacossa would finish explaining before he would wait for a final choice. There hadn't been a great pilgrimage in many, many years.
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Limax
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Post by Limax on Mar 6, 2017 13:28:01 GMT -6
He hesitated once more on the cusp of his choice. While better than exile there was no telling when he'd be able to return home. A home that he could live peacefully on if he was willing to go back to being a farmer. But so much had happened that he didn't know if he could do that. He could feel the power of the Guardian and he could feel that in raw strength he surpassed even him.
In his pocket he held a button that could summon a God. And within him lurked a power that he still struggled to fully control. A power that could destroy everything that he cared about. Staying home like that would be too dangerous. He knew too much about the threats that were out there. Destroying Time, Destroying Worlds, ambitions to conquer his home. And even things he didn't understand, like the Magic he'd seen by the lake.
Standing taller he'd bring a fist up to his chest and nod to Sacossa. "I will go on a Great Pilgrimage and I shall help improve our way of life."
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Sacossa
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Post by Sacossa on Mar 6, 2017 13:36:32 GMT -6
Sacossa would grin.
"Then, I will make the preparations and announcements. Good luck on your Pilgrimage, Limax."
Sacossa would turn to leave, there wasn't much time in this recess, so he needed to get things done.
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Limax
Hermit
I am filled with Determination
Posts: 475
Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Mar 6, 2017 13:40:29 GMT -6
He bowed to the Guardian once more. There was little else to say, but now there was much to do to prepare. He'd need to pack his meager belongings, and see about getting flight certification in the weeks he had left.
Most importantly he needed to absorb as much of his home as he could, because only time would tell when he'd be able to return to the only home he'd ever known. The only home he'd ever desired.
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