Limax
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Post by Limax on Mar 20, 2017 16:50:03 GMT -6
He had returned to the training room that he'd last fought Dahveid in when he obtained that new form of his. The Super Saiyan 3 as he called it. It was an incredible feat of raw power. And at Limax's current level there was little he could do to stand up to such power in a head to head fashion. That was a simple fact of the matter. And yet, he still believed what he had seen of that form. That it was unstable and wasteful. While powerful, and more than enough to end the fight quickly, he couldn't imagine it being worthwhile in a long standing battle against an opponent of equal strength.
And Limax had no doubts in his mind that someday he would achieve and surpass that strength. Gone were the days of uncertainty. He didn't know why this was happening to him, but he knew he was stronger than any Namekian in the tales the Elder's used to share. He didn't know why the Gods had favored him with this strength, or why they deemed him unworthy to stay at his home to protect it with this power. But he understood that this was a power that many of his former rivals would never obtain.
Standing in the middle of the room he tried to replay the fight in his head. Picturing where everyone had been, and what they may have done differently. He wasn't able to see how his last gambit had went, his vision obstructed by the blast of energy that had enveloped him. But he was certain that it was thinking like that, that would lead him to overcome such raw power in the future.
Not every problem called for brute force.
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Post by K.I.A | Dahveid Blaze on Mar 20, 2017 17:01:39 GMT -6
"You again."
Dahveid stepped inside, the same training room he'd taken out Wasabi and Limax in. And his wife. It'd been about two days, and Dahveid had actually hoped to run into one of them. Wasabi he'd fought before, Limax he'd fought...and they were keeping pretty much even with one another. Dahveid was getting too old to keep pace.
"You fought well, last time we were here."
He stepped into the room, having locked the door in case they decided to throw down again.
"Soon, your power will be greater than my own."
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Limax
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Post by Limax on Mar 20, 2017 17:10:46 GMT -6
He was running through the fight again for the second time when Dahveid walked into the room. Whether accident or design he was uncertain of. Though it didn't matter. He turned to face the Saiyan as he approached, placing a hand over his heart and offering him a respectful bow, both for his strength as a warrior and his kind words.
"Thank you, it is very kind of you to say."
And it may be true, but that didn't matter either. There were things out there bigger than them. Gods and Time Breakers. Who knew what else lurked beyond his star.
"Have you come back here for training? I can leave if you have the room on hold."
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Post by K.I.A | Dahveid Blaze on Mar 20, 2017 17:14:26 GMT -6
He would bow as well as he stopped, straightening back up only after Limax did before responding.
"I came to see you. We have a few more days on this planet, and then we leave. I'd like to see if you're interested in more training. Perhaps this time....with some restrictions?"
He stared, interested in Limaxs' response.
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Limax
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I am filled with Determination
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Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Mar 20, 2017 17:18:21 GMT -6
It seemed that the Saiyan's would also be leaving the planet around the same time he was. At least in the general time frame. Probably not so surprising, all things considered. The tournament was concluded, and with it the reason a majority of the people he'd met recently had to be here.
The declaration that he had come to see Limax was surprising, and the offer of training with restrictions was interesting. He was curious about what restrictions the Saiyan wished to impose upon him.
"I believe that may be acceptable. What restrictions did you have in mind?"
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Post by K.I.A | Dahveid Blaze on Mar 20, 2017 17:29:21 GMT -6
He'd cock a brow.
"No transformations, no Ki. Pure base form, all hand to hand combat. A true form of war."
He'd stared.
"No interference either. We fight until one yields, or cannot fight back."
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Limax
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Post by Limax on Mar 20, 2017 17:32:28 GMT -6
"Acceptable terms to me."
He was comfortable in his natural ability and the Namekian close quarters fighting style. If one was unable to fight without using Ki, then they would never make it to consideration of being part of the Warrior Caste.
To prove his point Limax would shift back, feet shoulder width apart and both hands hooked to vicious claws thanks to his thick sharp nails. His right hand elevated over his left near his chest, close to use as a guard if need be or ready to lash out and strike. The left hand was forward near his stomach ready to do the same.
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Post by K.I.A | Dahveid Blaze on Mar 20, 2017 17:38:23 GMT -6
Dahveid gave the slightest nod, a little smile coming to his face. He spread his own legs, right foot turning outward a little, his right fist shifting out to the right. His left bent and lifted next to his head, his index and middle fingers as well as his thumb clawing a little. "Begin when ready." PL: 40,000 and climbing
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Limax
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Post by Limax on Mar 20, 2017 17:47:57 GMT -6
Limax would begin then, launching and stretching his left arm low with hooked claws aimed to pierce into the flesh of Dahveid's left leg. Spurned by the racial ability to regenerate limbs Namekian fighting style had evolved over eons to use their claws and fangs to their advantage to rip and tear at their opponents until they were too weak to regenerate. Or in the case of those that could not regenerate, to incapacitate the opponent to lower their fighting effectiveness.
Considering that he was up against a stronger foe, he felt his best opening was to attempt to reduce his mobility in an attempt to bring the fight closer to an even bout.
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Post by K.I.A | Dahveid Blaze on Mar 20, 2017 17:55:44 GMT -6
Similar to Vale Tudo of Earth, Dahveid was trained in a similar fashion as Limax in that his movements were not meant to be flashy or wasted- he fought in rings and tournaments on his own world throughout his youth for just such a thing. His arts were meant to maim, to brutalize and wreck his opponents. There was some training, yes....but his people were big believers on knowledge through experience, and so Dahveid had fought in hundreds if not thousands of fights both in the air and on the ground.
It was for this reason, his stances were meant to mimic or entice.
As Limax would come in, Dahveid would whip that leg back, intent to throw his upper body forward as his right arm would shoot forward to try and palm Limaxs' skull at the left side and smash his face into the ground.
If it worked, his left leg would kick back forward, intent to smash into the namekians ribcage.
PL: 50,000 and climbing.
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Limax
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Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Mar 20, 2017 18:09:25 GMT -6
When the leg moved back Limax's palm flattened as it pressed against the ground, his body shifting past the leaning palm attempt of Dahveid to strike at his skull. All the while his arm retracting back to it's normal length. Comfortable to not close the distance and force Dahveid to either press forward or keep leaning in to try and attack him.
This time his right claw shot forward toward Dahveid's grounding leg in another attempt to reduce his mobility. Something that would become more vital if he continued to move faster with each strike as he had just done. Otherwise it would only be a matter of time until Limax was stuck on the defensive.
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Post by K.I.A | Dahveid Blaze on Mar 20, 2017 18:16:32 GMT -6
As the arm retracted and Limax shifted around him, Dahveid would push down with that grounded leg to push his body left, avoiding the strike. He didn't shift too far, however, as his right arm would whip up, down and ground, intent to grab that stretchy armed bastard.
If it worked, he'd start spinning rapidly before releasing, intent to hurl Limax at the wall ten feet to his right.
PL: Matches Limax (52,105)
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Limax
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I am filled with Determination
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Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Mar 20, 2017 18:24:13 GMT -6
Limax would be grabbed and twisted as Dahvied threw him across the room to the wall, though being the stretchy armed bastard that he was he wouldn't go without a fight. His free arm stretching as he was spun around to try and hook itself into the back of Dahveid's back to pull him along with him for the ride.
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Post by K.I.A | Dahveid Blaze on Mar 20, 2017 18:26:17 GMT -6
As Dahveid released, his brow quirked at the grab, his form lifted to follow. Rather than resist, he'd fly whipping up both legs to fly/rocket at Limax as fast as he could, intent to double-leg kick the fucker in the face against the wall, hoping to put him down there.
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Limax
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I am filled with Determination
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Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Mar 20, 2017 18:32:35 GMT -6
He was expecting Dahvied to do something while in the air to cause him further pain. However that was why he had chosen the back as his target to dig his claws into. While he grunted and the air was shoved out of his lungs with his collision against the wall. With just a moment to shift his head so only one of the feet slammed his head against the wall sending stars flying through his vision.
But the strength of Dahveid's own kick would push him back from Limax and help his claws rip deeply through the flesh all down his back. Hopefully it would be enough pain to buy Limax the time he needed to get his head on straight.
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