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My Turn in the Bed (Infirm Thread/Open)
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Post by Okara Blaze on Mar 3, 2017 18:44:39 GMT -6
Okara awoke.
His body was wrapped up and bandaged, wrappings around his head, arm, leg, chest and side. The salves they put on would fully heal everything, but would take time. Pain radiated through him to his core, and he instantly broke out in a sweat. He gasped from it, but didn't scream out shout- he just clenched his teeth.
Pulling his arm and leg from the sling, Okara would crawl out of bed. Only able to see out of one eye, he would clench a fist. Too weak. He was too weak to stand up to Aisuko's attack. Too weak against his parents. He gained this power, this strength beyond anything that had been seen but....it still wasn't enough. He was always left to be picked from the battlefield. He hated every second of his recovery.
Throwing his body forward, he would plant his good palm on the ground as he kicked up his legs into a one arm handstand. Bending it, he did a one armed push up.
"One."
Stabbing, agonizing pain shattering through him, and he let out a scream despite himself. He refused to fall, instead doing a second push up.
"AUUGH TWO!"
The doctor rushed in, eyes wide.
"OKARA! N-no! You must not-"
Okara shouted as some of his wounds split open a little.
"GET OUT."
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Post by Keerie Blaze on Mar 3, 2017 20:44:15 GMT -6
The tournament medics hadn't let either her nor her husband near to Okara, despite the fact they had better healing equipment.
The salve in her hands, even, was likely plenty more potent than what they'd done.
So as she strode down the hall towards the room he was in - along with the clamour that let her know her son was wide awake - Keerie huffed. Rounding the door frame into the room, she started to speak. Already, her nose nearly wrinkled without her consent at the smell of wounds and blood.
"Okara, I brought some salve."
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Post by Okara Blaze on Mar 3, 2017 20:47:29 GMT -6
She'd find Okara slamming down his feet and launching his body forward, fist smashing into the face of a Namekian doctor, sending his body through the wall. Blood leaked out from under the wraps over his eye. The docket felt....empty, and a wide gaping scar was his reward. His hair ruffled as his aura blasted up around his body, purple and torrential. He'd raise his right arm.
"Get. Out."
He wanted to be alone.
PL: 30,985
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Post by Keerie Blaze on Mar 3, 2017 20:53:32 GMT -6
Sigh.
At least, some part of her did, while another part seethed at the bandage over his eye. It was sunken in, clearly indicating his eye was gone. It was enough to piss her off, as his mother, and his threat to her just spiked it all the more.
So defiant. So proud. Such a Saiyan, through and through.
But that didn't mean she appreciated his current mood.
"Okara."
There was a note of warning as her own aura twined and swept around her, keeping her stable and steady.
"Please."
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Post by Okara Blaze on Mar 3, 2017 20:57:44 GMT -6
Okara could give two shits about her condescension- just fuel for the fire.
He threw his hand forward, eye wide in anger.
"CRASH BLAST!"
He'd aim to smash it into her full, minimum range. Pain ruptured all over his body, but he didn't care. The energy would send spikes erupting all over the room and out into the building.
"SOMEONE CALL THE MILITARY! HE'S GOING APESHIT!"
Crash Blast PL: 35,632
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Post by Keerie Blaze on Mar 3, 2017 21:02:47 GMT -6
There was a lot Okara had to learn the hard way.
That his mother wasn't one to be trifled with seemed to be a repeat occurrence.
She seemed to snarl as his hand came up, and her aura went from a crystalline blue-white to red--more purple, now.
"KAIOKENNN!" She smacked the blast out of the way with the increase in her aura and lifted her hand, intending on putting her son out, immediately. "BLAZING STORM."
Keeping her ki contained to the room, to Okara's very area, would keep it more potent...but, unfortunately, she knew unless he was weak enough to go down right now, she'd have a world of trouble on her hands.
PL w/Kaioken: 62,060 Blazing Storm w/Kaioken: 77,575
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Post by Okara Blaze on Mar 3, 2017 21:05:41 GMT -6
Okara fired it- but whether it hit or not he didn't intend to engage his mother right here, right now. He wanted to hug her, to tell her he missed her and loved her. But until he felt she didn't have to bring him things like salves, or treat him like a child...he wouldn't. Couldn't.
He would jump as soon as he fired, gritting his teeth as his back smashed into and through the roof. He would fly straight up and out, intent to blast off into the countryside.
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Post by Keerie Blaze on Mar 3, 2017 21:09:07 GMT -6
...fuck.
And not just that, but what the fuck?
The drain kicked in and Keerie could feel her power seep out of her body, even as she grit her teeth. She couldn't power up when she felt like lead, but she did try to follow him, all the same!
PL: 36,380
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Post by Okara Blaze on Mar 3, 2017 21:47:23 GMT -6
Okara looked back, baring his teeth. With a grunt (and ignoring the fire erupting over him from it), he shocked his body into Super Saiyan and would blast away into the distance.
PL: 54,223
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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 3, 2017 21:59:11 GMT -6
Word had spread quickly about the ruckus in the hospital. And the explosion through the roof was a clear sign that something was happening. Something that needed to be put down at once. The powerful burst of energy was easy enough to follow with it's massive presence, allowing the fully healed and fit Limax to take to the air in pursuit of Okara!
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Post by Keerie Blaze on Mar 3, 2017 22:02:19 GMT -6
Okara's transformation was surprising. Keerie's eyes widened as his power ripped and rippled through the air and he took off, quickly outpacing her despite the return of her own energy.
It was like warmth, seeping back into ice-cold bones.
...but she didn't hammer on her own power, instead pulling to a narrow-eyed stop.
If she pursued and transformed to catch up with him, who knew if he would push himself further and rip everything open. Keerie clenched her jaw and fists, and slowly floated downwards. Or...at least until the surge of energy bypassed her and shot after her son. She bared her teeth and shot after the Namekian to pull even with him and suddenly look to the side.
Directly at him.
"Drop your pursuit, Okara is leaving."
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Post by Okara Blaze on Mar 3, 2017 22:18:57 GMT -6
/Exit
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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 3, 2017 22:25:43 GMT -6
Limax wouldn't even slow down as the Saiyan flew and caught up to him. Telling him to stop his pursuit, as if that was even an option after what had happened in the hospital. No, there was no way that Limax could do that. He respected Okara as a warrior, but he was a defender of Namek first and foremost. And that meant that anyone who attacked his home, or the infrastructure that it depended on had to be stood up to. Okara needed to either be brought in. Or brought down. The sheer level of difference in their power level was not even a factor worth considering.
He had a duty.
"I can't do that."
He'd say before flying faster. He would not let her words dissuade him.
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Post by Keerie Blaze on Mar 3, 2017 22:31:14 GMT -6
Keerie frowned and briskly cracked her neck.
Limax caught her full of frustration, and now he was going after her son? Yeah, no. She easily put on more power and caught up, doing a barrel roll to swing her joined fists in a hammer-blow against Limax's back, intending on sending him straight to the terra that was Namek.
PL: 42,800
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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 3, 2017 22:37:25 GMT -6
Oh he'd get struck. To think that this woman was foolish enough to try and stop this. To allow Okara to escape by attacking one of Namek's warriors answering the call to defend her. In the middle of peace talks. He'd have thought that most people had more sense than that, and that had foolishly caused him to keep his guard down, focusing purely on trying to catch up to Okara.
His body hit the ground hard. Bones cracking in protest. Limax's jaw contorting in pain and frustration, every second he wasted here was time that Okara was getting away. Away from medical treatment, and now Justice. The venom in his veins didn't need much coaxing to convince Limax to grasp it's power in his hands. His bones cracking once more as power flowed through his body and clawed hands pushed him up. Gripping the weights he kept strapped to his Gi he'd rip them off before firing a Ki blast for her with his left hand.
Evil Namek PL: 51,996
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