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The last time she had been to this outpost, it was due to the suggestion of the raven-haired girl currently by her side. For the most part anyway. Coming here had also been an interest of hers, having heard that there was some battle here, leaving it in ruins.
It had been interesting back then, seeing the place was in ruins, and interesting even now, seeing the conditions remain mostly the same. Their first inspection here, had been mostly so the younger girl could triumph surviving the siege, but this second visit was one that was meant to challenge. They had reason to believe there had to still be some scavengers around here somewhere.
She wasn't one to oppose a request to display of power, and would have actually done so sooner, if not for a couple of reasons. The first, had been her own education, where she was left a week behind, due to taking a week off to travel to the cold north.
Making up that work had taken a lot of her time, and it didn't help her mood, thinking back to the other reason. Awhile back, she had invited a Namekian to her mansion, in the hopes of easing the man into possibly accepting her offer to join her cause.
It would not have only allowed her to complete her study of three different groups of species, but also serve as indication to move onto other plans. However, she was left disappointed in the end, which although she expected, it was time that could have been used elsewhere. If not for her feeling like she had gained something out of her hospitality, she would have been more displeased.
Even so, it was still a failure, which lately have been wracking up more than successes. If a Namekian couldn't be one of her minions, then what other races were there, that she could possibly beat into submission? There was only one more missing out of the three she had imagined. Her Majin servant was the offensive one of her current two, while the Saiyan besides her was more balanced.
That left a defensive position opened, which would complete her three most trusted servants. There were still groups on her list that she had avoided recruiting, but they still sounded like they would be much too defiant, to really go and listen to her.
This didn't leave her with very much options, other than waiting for, and tracking down any sightings of a crash landings. It wasn't the best option, since it would mean meeting random species from space, but it was likely better than doing nothing.
Amongst all of the debris, and the noise their walking had made, there wasn't much chatter between them. The younger girl wasn't interested in making conversation, unless it had to do with fighting, or being introduced to some piece of earth culture, which the servant hadn't already been exposed to. Even then, compared to her other servant, the Saiyan had talked a lot less.
Generally. She didn't doubt the girl had could if she wanted, but from her own observations, it was clear she viewed chatter as an annoyance, rather than anything of benefit. That should change as soon as they found another one of her kin. If any at all.
"Have you sensed anyone yet?"
Occasionally, she had noticed the other girl's eyes had closed while they were walking, which was an indication that she was trying to feel out someone else's power. Something which she didn't know how to do without their bleeding first, and even then, it was only while in one of her animal forms. The girl had smirked at the question, which was superiority that she had ignored.
Nothing new coming from her servant, and it was also trivial, seeing as how they had always seemed to be tied, whenever they fought. Took away a lot, and any kind of display that was showed, from being taken seriously at all. Still didn't stop it though.
"Your people have a lot of wildlife. I'll grab myself a snack soon, if nothing changes."
Food was also another consideration for small talk if she wanted, though the idea of doing so, wasn't really appealing. The silence gave her time to plan, and she didn't want to hear the girl answer her questions, as indirectly as she always did anyway.
But the topic did make her think back to her own thirst for literal blood. Draining an animal of one was surprisingly a lot of fun to do, and the taste wasn't too bad either. Though she mostly drank human blood than animal, due to the easy access of the supply.
Only nodding at the answer, her attention was placed up ahead, where one of the ruined walls, would serve as a marker of sorts on just how far they had walked. It wouldn't be too difficult to memorize, but if they did decide to head back to the mansion, she would allow her servant to scorch it with one of her ki attacks, for a better reminder. Would be pretty entertaining as well.
Reaching the marker, she had stopped, and dismissed the girl, who would have went off by herself anyway. They had done a lot of walking, nothing really too strenuous, when it came to the kind of pressure the gravity machine had carried.
Though it was still noticeable exercise. Perhaps even enough that she would consider it a warm up of sorts. She would wait here until the girl was done, before going off to grab something herself. The girl wouldn't likely wait for her to finish, but she didn't need to be waited on. Her servants had to have had some independence to them, if they wanted to be useful to her.
Should this search turn out to be a waste, she could at least take out her displeasure with gravity training.
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So here it is, the so called Saiyan Outpost....
Marcel walked along a grassy path, looking around at the ruins. Though he wasn't too knowledgeable on what happen here, he has heard of a great battle that possibly taken place here which appeared to be the case evident by these "scars" that remained. Every step, the demonic Saiyan's took, his feet pressed against the grassy ground which gave off small crunching like sounds as if he were stepping on dead leaves. The hybrid's hands laid safe within his coat pockets while his crimson, black slit eyes peered forward. The man grew curious of his mother's side, those brutes known as Saiyans, and believed that he could find answers here, or possibly find the woman herself who abandoned him, and his step father years ago. Judging from the state of this area, it seems that information would be scarce, especially the location of his mother.
He wasn't there just for that however. Law wanted to see more of this planet he calls home, wishing to learn more about the planet he has sworn to protect. So far, he has mainly been to populated places such as cities, barely having anytime to take in the beauty of those places due to the constant people floating about, but at the same time, watching those people going back, and forth was interesting all on its own. The hybrid enjoyed peaceful, quiet, and secluded locations more however, being able to take in all that this wonderful blue marble had to offer. Marcel's step father saw mainly the good on this planet, and despite his past, he decided to follow the old man's views which led him to wanting to defend this world. So with a small smile on his face, the demonic hybrid continued on....until he began to feel something. Also he was looking for a place to stay....not really a fan of living anywhere highly populated.
The hybrid stopped in his tracks as he began to sense ki coming from up ahead. It was higher than his own, no doubt about that. From first arriving to this place, Marcel assumed that there would be no one else here due to its conditions, so it was surprising. It couldn't have been his mother as the ki this individual gave off didn't seem familiar at all which disappointed him slightly, but also fueled the guy with some curiosity. The hybrid took his hands out of his pockets, and continued to walk forward, following this "scent." As he continued, Marcel could see some ruins coming up ahead, and with his eyebrows a bit raised, he could see a young girl as well, possibly in her teens. Why a young lady such as herself would be out here of all places was beyond Marcel, but it was obvious she had some power to her, more than his own even which meant she wasn't just some normal girl.
"These ruins, "scars" of the past. Certainly an interesting, and beautiful sight to some. Wouldn't you agree?" The hybrid spoke as he walked up to the girl, stopping as soon as he made it next to her with his hands behind his back as if he were observing art. "The stories this place could tell..." a small, warm smile appeared once again on his face as he continued to look up at the ruins. As he stood there, he could also sense yet another source of ki coming from somewhere else here. It appeared that these ruins weren't as secluded as he thought.
Something she had never liked, even before she had became a Vampire. There was just so much that could be done in the time that she was kept waiting, and although nothing was really stopping her from going ahead on her own, there had to be responsibility established, when it came to looking after the younger girl. As her servant's master, she had to be sure the girl didn't go off fighting something she couldn't handle alone. But this didn't mean she cared.
They might have formed some bonds since meeting, and while she was comfortable in saying she would miss the girl if she had died, she was still just something be used to further her plan. With the kind of effort that was put into also training her, it would have been such a waste as well.
So she would give the girl fifteen minutes at best, before going to check up on her. Listening to what was around her alone, there didn't seem to be any fighting going on as of yet. Which would have been more than obvious with the use of ki, that most people who weren't just civilians, tended to use.
It was a good sign too. Meant that the girl wasn't just charging after whatever wildlife she had found, causing a chase to happen, which the Saiyan would have inevitably won. Things would be a different story, if animals were able to have the capability of using ki. But it was their intelligence that held them back. As her thoughts on the girl, had wandered off elsewhere, her ears had gone and picked up what sounded like walking coming towards her.
Nothing that could have been either of her servants, knowing just how they tended to walk. It was also nothing to worry about either. She might have been unable to sense a person's power, the same way as the other girl did, but she had confidence that she was able to handle whatever came at her.
The voice had gone and spoke up, proposing a perspective of what the damage here had meant, in other means. He wasn't wrong of course. She was curious herself about how this battle had gone, and the drive that motivated both sides, as victory and losses had became apparent, likely not long after starting.
But it wasn't destruction she couldn't have caused herself. But doing so required planning along with certain resources which she just didn't have right now. It would change, as soon as she could carry forth her many plans, but right now, she was at a standstill on how to find her last ally.
Turning around to face the source of the voice, the first thing she had noticed, were his eyes. Slitted, it was only where the red was, that made him different from her Majin ally. This man couldn't have been human. What she knew about folklore, and the basic concepts, it pointed to him being a demon?
Hell was a subject that while she believed in, it was the eternal punishment she couldn't quite buy. But it was also a place that earthlings got the idea the local inhabitants couldn't escape from, not without them possessing some sort of great power. Which she still couldn't sense without drawing blood.
It was a bit upsetting. Enough to form a slight frown on her face, and had she not been the type to be careful, would have had her close her eyes. Lacking knowledge wasn't really something she liked, and assuming he was what she thought, then they really should make a trip back to the mansion.
"Beautiful, I get the concept, but can't say I feel the same way. You're right about the stories though."
Whether or not he was indicating he knew what had happened here, it was difficult to tell. The better question, would be wondering why he was here in the first place. She couldn't see a tail anywhere, and he seemed to have a lot more rationale than she knew her servant could ever had, even with her teachings.
Going off of the belief that he was a demon, this talk of his about beauty, could have applied to an enjoyment of seeing destruction. A topic which she had different opinions on. Causing such damage to an area would be a feat she would be happy about, if done by herself, but it was only amusing when by others.
"I guess I should be the one to ask, if you happen to be a scavenger? Maybe not exactly related to those who had battled here, but an ally of either side?
Curious as she was to wonder if she was right about the man's heritage, there were other things more tactful to ask, before regarding something such as appearances. His connection to the place first of all, since he couldn't have came here for no reason. A question she knew would be returned to her.
As she did return his questions with those of her own, the sounds of birds suddenly flying away, and blue light in the distance, was indication that her servant had found what she was looking for. So long as there didn't seem to be any other signs of ki being used, it was nothing to pay attention to.
"I will confirm that my reason for being here, is to look for any leftover soldiers, though the reason will become known soon enough."
If what she had asked of him hadn't already been enough of an indication, outright explaining it should. It would save some time on being asked the same question, when there were more she would rather know. The latter part wasn't really said with any ill intent, but since he was older than her in the first place, what did he have to worry about? Age could either be a sign of experience, or a sign of ignorance, depending on what was being said.
His questions had already been somewhat of an indication of what he was like. It was a similar to meeting the Namekian, Piyano, awhile back, but that might just be because certain adults seemed to just have that aura about them. She had thankfully, yet to meet someone who was too ignorant to know she was dangerous. That kind of obliviousness had no place in the world, and was better off dead, than polluting the world with such incompetence.
But life was tricky, and she knew eventually it would likely happen to her.
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Marcel listened to the teen as she answered him, still facing forward. She agreed with him somewhat, but obviously not completely which he didn't mind, only chuckling a bit. "I'm not a true fan of destruction in all honesty. I could only imagine what this place looked like in its prime. Perhaps one could have gotten more out of it if it were still intact." the hybrid claimed as he crossed his arms. Marcel would rather things be at peace, and despises senseless destruction to the point that it would make his blood boil, but sometimes the destruction left behind could form into something beautiful despite its path if one were to look at it a certain way. Law would listen once again to the girl's question, still looking away from her with a small smile on his face. She appeared to be curious about him just as he is about her which wasn't a surprise since he was pretty much just some stranger who walked up to her in the middle of some strange ruins.
The hybrid shook his head a bit before speaking. "Just doing some sightseeing. I wish to see all that this wonderful planet has to offer." he claimed before looking over to her. There were truth to his words. The man was born, and raised here on this planet for twenty two years, but has only seen a small amount of what this planet had to offer. If he was going to protect this planet, he'd might as well learn more about it right? Without even having to ask, the teen spoke about her reason of being here, or at least part of it. An eyebrow raised a bit as Marcel wondered, why would this young lady be looking for soldiers? Perhaps to form an army of some kind? "I see." Marcel would be lying if he said he wasn't suspicious, but for now he planned to leave whatever this teen's agenda's were alone. "My name is Marcel by the way." he introduced himself as he placed a hand on his chest followed by a bow. "A pleasure to meet you, young lady." Marcel said before standing back up tall. Despite his mixed genes, Marcel was a polite person, holding etiquette up with upmost importance, something he should thank his step father for.
This girl was certainly not normal, that was for sure, but that doesn't mean that Marcel shouldn't be acting polite. He could be wrong about his suspicions however.
Whether it was because of their gap in age, or some other, but more personal reason, she had no qualms with what had happened here. Those who had been apart of this place, had failed to defend it, and their whereabouts were something she was unsure of, but had been hoping to find out coming here.
There might not have been any success as of yet, but she and her servants had until nearly the end of the week, before they had to go head back to East City. It was the unfortunate part of still being a teenager, and the bonds she had already made as a human, were ones she was still intending on keeping.
"Agreed. Though don't you think it's curious those who were apart of this place, doesn't appear to have come back to fix it up? Assuming they had survived whatever had happened, of course. Rarely has there been a battle where there isn't at least one survivor."
She still had the belief that there had to have been scavengers around. Her Saiyan servant had might not have been one of them, but the younger girl was absolute proof that there were still more of her people around on earth, somewhere. But this had to be the best place of all, when it came to pinning them down to a location. Something which she wasn't exactly surprised by. Those who lived on the island apparently made good food, according to her servant.
"Well you've chosen an interesting place to do it."
Sightseeing wasn't exactly the answer she was hoping to hear from the man. Her words had been phrased in such a way, that she had imagined being told either he was, or he wasn't, but actually knew what had happened around here. That was what she had felt it was supposed to lead up to, with his observation of the place. Though apparently it might have been too much to hope for. Would she have to be upfront to go and get the information she had wanted?
As of right now, that was really just whether or not he was more than human. For her, that was much more interesting than letting her younger ally fight her own kin. The more she, along with those who were apart of her cause, had been exposed to as many species as they, the easier it would be to defend against such threats. Studying her Majin ally, had allowed her to make the girl's fighting, that of her own, without needing to use of ki attacks.
And while she had yet been involved in an opportunity where she would need its use, she had studied her Saiyan ally enough, to figure out how to use ki on her own. It had taken more tries than she would ever want to admit, but once she was able to get the hang of it, it only took one proper trick.
Revealing her reason for being here, hadn't gone the way she had thought it would either. She was hoping to be asked her reason for being here, since her age would indicate that it was odd for someone like her to be here. Was he holding back on questions out of just respect? Or that they were strangers?
Either way, it made things difficult into leading to where she wanted things to go. Enough for her to wonder whether or not to be upfront. When she had met her Majin servant, taking that route hadn't gone well for her. While with her Saiyan servant, easing her way to proposing her offer, had actually worked.
Both had resulted in fighting first, with one enjoying fighting more than the other, but neither was really an indication that helped with this decision. There were either too many, or lacking in variables to really be sure which route was the better one to take. She would just have to go and chance it.
"Rukia."
Even before she had become a Vampire, she had never thought of her name as anything to hide. With or without a surname added along with it, one needed both power and wealth to really do anything with it, should she be a target. Both of which were things the common person didn't really have with them.
Thinking about it now, her opinion didn't really change. If anything, her name was something she wanted people to know, once she had gone and done greater feats, which were deserving of recognition. What servants she had managed to gather so far, were impressive, but not as much as the area around them.
And natural as it may be to return being told she was a pleasure to meet, she wasn't really one to say what she didn't mean, without the belief she would get something out of it. When she had met a Namekian awhile back, she had been polite enough to extend and offer, only to have such a gracious offer be declined. A mistake she had decided to be careful of, ever since, but with this man, what she wanted right now wasn't for him to join her small cause.
Rather, as of this moment, all she wanted to hear was confirmation that he was more than human. More blue lights had flashed again, but this time, the ground had gone and shook. Not enough to be confused with an earthquake, but in a place like this, and since it was nearby, it could be heard.
"As much as I would like to say the same, I'm not that simply satisfied. I actually have to confess I'm curious if you're more than human, and would like to propose an offer to something, if so."
Again, she had ignored whatever her servant had been up to. She might not have stated outright, but mentioning that he would understand why she was here, implied that these flashes of light had to do something with it, if desiring to put a reason as to why she had been alone, before he had even came up to her.
Whether or not he raised the question of it himself, or not, it still would go down her way.This place was still pathetic.
It had been what, a good month or two since she had been here? But the place still looked the same and unchanged. Just useless and full of rubble. Where were those weaklings hiding? How was she supposed to show how strong she had gotten than them, if none of them seemed to be around here at all?
Kicking over some rubble that was coming up, she let out a disgruntled huff. Coming back here was already feeling like a waste of time, and it had only been barely half an hour since they had left the mansion. But going back wasn't something she would be allowed. Nor would she really want to, if the older girl besides her could keep from being bored enough to just give up. They both knew it was stupid to go back with nothing, but she wasn't going to be the first.
She could at least be assured that when they had gotten back, she could fight the girl again. It wasn't difficult at all to read the girl, and she found it amusing, for someone who was an earthling, she wanted to go and train as much as her people did. Thinking about it, she could hardly wait.
The Majin was fun to beat on, with the way her body squirmed into nothing, but she liked being able to feel what she was able to hit. Made it all the more satisfying, being able to know for sure the girl could feel what she was giving. Strong as the girl might have been, and talked like her people was the strongest of them all, no race was stronger than the Saiyans. She could prove it too, once she figured out how to access the legendary Super Saiyan.
Then all of these ties she had with the girl would stop, and she would be the one to know her place. Her tail happily swung around at the thought, and as they walked deeper into this waste of space, she closed her eyes, trying to see if she could feel even the hint of anyone else's power level.
It had been nothing for the last half hour, and was still showing itself to be nothing even now. Not enough to stop her from continuing to try, even before the other girl had started running her mouth, and asking if she could sense anyone else at all. A stupid question couldn't help but smirk at.
If she had actually sensed anyone, the girl would be left here alone, before whatever weakling she had found, could run off hiding somewhere. But looking at the frown the other girl was wearing, she couldn't help but remember something else. That's right. The girl couldn't sense power levels on her own. Apparently not without blood, was what she kept telling her and the Majin. It was a pitiful excuse either way. More than not using ki attacks.
Just what made the older girl think her people were so special? She was fast, but it didn't mean she couldn't be hit. And compared to her, the girl's body was lacking in muscles she had even before she had turned fourteen. Though this body wouldn't last at all without some food. She would have to go and find some meat later, if they still couldn't find anything. Less than usual, since she had already ate a lot of the food back at the mansion.
Not a lot of meat were really good around here anyway. There were more snakes and scorpions around, than there were wolves. And finding a dinosaur around here, would be rare, since the humans had scared them all off even farther away from here. She wasn't that stupid to even hope she could find one.
"Your people have a lot of wildlife. I'll grab myself a snack soon, if nothing changes."
The older girl didn't like being told she was like a human. It was too amusing to not talk to her like she was one, knowing there wasn't anything the girl would really do about it. But she wished the girl actually would. Them just fighting here now would make up for wasting time here just walking around.
Though nothing had been said or done by the girl, who had only given a nod. Disappointing. Nothing would really stop her from throwing the first punch, but maybe after she had gone and had a snack. They had walked in silence, until reaching a wall that was up ahead, where the girl had stopped walking.
She had to be so close to giving up, if stopping here meant anything. Another smirk had been given, as she looked at the girl, amused, as she waved her hand for her to go. Like she was going to really wait to be told in the first place. Going to a different part of the ruins, where she could sense weak power levels that could only be animals, she had already started running there. She was a lot faster since the last time she had been here too.
While she had gotten further and further away from the girl, she could still sense the other girl's power level. Wouldn't it be nice to come back and see the girl fighting? Such entertainment after eating, and she would no longer be able to hold back and join in. Show the older girl how to really fight.
The thought pushed her to move even more, before finally stopping, and landing on some actually solid grass. The rubble only just ending behind her. The sound of snakes in the area wasn't a promising meal, but she would at least enjoy toying with them. Leaping forward again, she had followed the closest power level, and pounced, landing on it with the kind of speed it was incapable of reaching. The way it felt underneath her feet, and its blood spilling.
This would be a good warm up before she went and fought the older girl when they had gotten back. Removing her foot away from the crushed body, she had picked the thing up, taking a bite out of it. The meat was disgusting, but she had a lot worst. More snakes moved around past her, which she had either stepped on as well, or formed an orb of ki and shot at. Their bodies had just gone and ripped apart being hit by her attacks. She wasn't even trying.
Spitting out the juices that kept leaking from the dead bodies, she had sensed another power level that seemed to be at the older girl's location. Weak like she had thought, but there didn't seem to be any fighting going on. If one didn't start when she was done here, she would be the one to attack.
Again and again, she had went and grabbed what she could of the wildlife there was, putting in only minimum effort. Satisfying as just jumping onto them, or shooting them was, it was even more better to just grab them while they were still alive, squirming around and even thinking it had a chance of getting away.
She ripped them apart, and most were still able to squirm, even though its blood had gone and splattered onto her. Bite after bite, with a lot of spitting out the poisonous juices, she had ate more than her fill, in what was supposed to just be several. But now content, nothing was going to stop her.
There still wasn't any fighting in the air that she was able to feel, but that was going to change.
Marcel had placed a hand under his chin while listening to the teen's question as he looked up at the sky. An interesting question no doubt, and one that only fueled the hybrid's curiosity more. Though, it wasn't really hard to find an answer. "Well...it isn't impossible that they all could have been wiped out." He claimed before shaking his head a bit as he looked towards the girl. "Maybe they found another place to call home. Earth is a huge place after all, so I wouldn't be too surprised." the man said with a small smile. There were many places on Earth for one to choose from which is probably why a lot of people move from place to place so frequently. It is why Marcel does so after all.
Rukia...a rather interesting name it is. Unlike Law, she seemed less pleased by the sudden company. He couldn't blame her however, but still Marcel kept up his formal attitude as there would be no point in getting upset about this. Then she finally made it clear that she wasn't satisfied, causing the hybrid to raise an eyebrow. Though he's just met her, Law could tell that Rukia has a bit of a superiority complex going on, something he wasn't all too fond of despite half of him coming from a race of walking, talking egos. Though, he remained quiet, and let her speak. She then brought up her confession along with a possible offer that took Marcel a bit by surprise. He lowered his eyes a bit as his small smile faded into more of a frown. "I'm...part Saiyan. The other half...." he started to rub the back of his head as he continued to look away. "....is something I don't rally want to go into, if that is okay with you?" he finished. Even if it wasn't okay with her, still the hybrid would have kept his mouth shut about his demon half.
The man had no problem with telling others of his Saiyan genes despite not being all too proud of them, but when it came to his demon side...that was something far worse. Ever since his childhood, that unholy half has been nothing, but a burden to him. When he was a child, the signs of him being a demon were more visible than they are now. He had black spots around him, and his appearance seemed more ferocious back then despite being a sensitive little squirt. People would make fun of, tease, or stay away from him just because of how he looked. Even adults like the teachers at his school were no different. The boy would always come home to his mother in tears, wondering why he was like this. If it hadn't been for his step father....Marcel might have grown up to be someone who resented the Earth as he pretty much only witnessed the dark side of this planet in his youth. His step father managed to show him the good in the planet, and that it was worth fighting for which is something he owes the man a lot for. But still....Marcel's spots, and such may be gone now, but the memories remained, and with that him wanting to hide his demon side so badly. The subject was a touchy one, touchy enough that he didn't even notice the ground shaking at first until now. He looked back up with a puzzled expression as his eyes darted from left to right.
If he remembered correctly, there was another power source around this area. Maybe they were training? Despite the wreckage, this place did seem quiet enough for one to train at.
"What of you?" Marcel finally focused back on the teen. "Is it possible that you are more than just human? If you do not wish to answer, you don't have to." Marcel claimed. Though it wasn't impossible for a human to have such high ki like this girl, it is a rare case meaning that Rukia could most likely not be a true human which peaked the man's curiosity.
They hadn't been together long enough for that, and the younger girl wasn't too keen on talking about anything that wasn't related to fighting. Or if she did, then it was something the girl answered indirectly. But she had seen enough, both before the girl had came to live with her, and after, to know that giving up on something wasn't anything her people did. There was also enough intellect in there, for her to know the girl's suggestion to come here, wasn't something that would be in vain. If the girl really believed there was enough hope of finding scavengers, then she would have to trust that belief.
"Some of them, maybe. But I know for certain not all of them would just give up."
She could easily recall how before the week had even ended, she had managed to get out of the younger girl, her reason for being in this area in the first place. Like their reason for coming here now, it was to show off how stronger the girl had gotten, which was the only interest the girl had in this place.
If it was up to her, she would be back at the mansion training. Meeting another Saiyan wasn't at all anything she was remotely even interested in, seeing as how she already had one to serve her. And the younger girl had enough potential in her, like her other servant, to be one of her main and loyal guards.
This was a bit of a hint on just who exactly that she was waiting on, if the man really paid attention. An unintentional one, but that couldn't be helped when it came to her trying to add reason to things. As the conversation had gone and moved on to what she had questioned, her lips had curled up in a twitch.
They were talking about people who were essentially half of his kin, and his perspective of the matter, was one that disagreed with what she knew. With him also hiding the other half of his heritage, despite it being a bit obvious with the eyes, it likely meant he was dealing with something personal.
Not an issue she really cared for, since it wasn't anything she saw benefiting to her, but it raised certain questions, while also shedding some light on others. Unless the male half of her servant's people weren't as strong-willed, it was the other part of his heritage that kept him from agreeing.
The part that made him care for destruction, while the younger girl didn't mind tossing her ki attacks around, back when they had met. A part of him that was more hopeful, that his own kin had chosen to leave the place, despite this open area being an admittedly rather good place for fighting.
While her own servant still had the drive and belief that, the one who she kept referring to as weaklings, would come back here, should there really had been any survivors. A rather interesting difference, which quite frankly, made her appreciate the younger girl didn't really have the same mindset.
It could have also been another difference set on by an age gap, but she wanted to find in both allies and minions, was a drive to fight. The man didn't say he wasn't the sort not to, just that he didn't like destruction, but there was still enough reason there for her to believe, he might lack a drive for it.
"If you so wish."
If he didn't really want to go and confirm her suspicions, then he didn't need to. Although it would be surprising to see what happened later, since under the right conditions, there were times when people were forced to do things they didn't want to. Him revealing the side he was hiding, might be one of them.
When the question had been returned to her, which was surprisingly not a common occurrence, going mostly off her encounter of the Namekian she had met, she had actually smiled. Revealing what she was capable of, was far from being anything she would ever try to hide, with the exception of when she was at school.
Though before she could go on and answer the man, the sounds of rushing, followed by the reflection of blue light, had indicated that her servant had returned. But had also been in the mood to start up a fight, earlier than they were supposed to do so. Frowning, she had sped forward, blocking the incoming balls of ki that the girl had tried to send, before finally managing to get through enough to grab the younger girl. She was still resisting.
Bringing the girl out, her forearms bruised up, the girl had squirmed around at having to be picked up by her wrists. Up until the younger Saiyan had gone and saw the man, and her eyes had grew interested. She must have felt the man's strength, while heading back, and wanted to test this curiosity of hers.
"I'm going to fight him when we get back. His eyes are like the Majin's."
Letting go of the girl, where she had dropped back to the ground, her servant had her tail wrapped around her waist, as she crossed her arms. Of course she did. Though she hadn't even told the man what her offer had even been yet. Guess there was no better time to explain than there was right now.
"Sorry, about that. I'm not human, but I'd rather tell you without my hand being forced to answer her request, first. The offer I mentioned was an invitation to use the gravity room back at my mansion. She wanted to come here to fight a Saiyan, and you're technically one."
"Really, he lost his tail?"
Another look at the man, and the girl had smirked. For someone who was fourteen, she couldn't believe a person could be so childish. But this was the younger girl proving she was answering things of her own accord, and didn't really have any tact, when it came to pointing things about people either.
"Ignore that."
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A small chuckle escaped Marcel's lips. "I suppose you do have a point." he claimed. Saiyans were definitely not the type who would easily give up, and neither was Marcel. Perhaps the ones who decided to stay didn't make it while the others went off to who knows where. Law was curious about who it was that is responsible for this destruction, but it could have just been some civil war like situation most likely as Saiyans never really seemed like they type who would always work together. Little did Marcel know that the destruction of this outpost was the cause of something greater....much more sinister.
"....Thank you." Marcel nodded at Rukia. He was thankful that she was at least understanding on Marcel not wanting to talk about his other half as some people could be really nosy, not letting such a thing go despite the other person's issues. Then again it could even be possible that she doesn't need him to tell her as his eyes were a good enough indicator to those who observed it carefully, but then again one could just mistake them for contacts, or some strange eye problems. After he had asked her about her species, the girl developed a smile on her face which caught Marcel off guard with a raised eyebrow. For how long these two have been talking, Rukia didn't seem the slightest impressed, or intrigued as she kept more of a flat expression, but then this smile of hers suddenly crept up. This fueled the hybrid's curiosity of the girl's species more. If that simple question of his was enough to make the teen seemingly happy then it must mean she is something interesting, something that Law has never heard of perhaps?
But before he could get an answer....
Law could here the sounds of feet quickly running across the ground followed by that ki he was sensing before. Quickly the hybrid turned his head to see another young girl charging at the man who simply looked down at her confusingly. Before he could do much else, Rukia got in the way, and deflected the orbs of ki that were intended for the hybrid, and grabbed the little Saiyan effortlessly. "Th-Thank....you....?" Marcel said, still a bit puzzled right before the young Saiyaness spoke. Eye's like the Majin? Marcel thought to himself. It was the first anyone has ever compared his eyes to those people. As Rukia dropped the other young lady, Marcel finally realized the tail wrapped around her waist, seeing that she is a Saiyan which could explain the sudden outburst, but it seemed like these two actually know each other. "Hmm? When we get back?" Marcel turned to look at Rukia, just now grasping what the Saiyan said. Rukia pretty much answered his question, bringing up her offer of taking the hybrid to this mansion of hers to use her gravity chamber. "I see..." he said, curiously. He's heard of these gravity rooms, but has never been able to use one. Apparently they are an excellent way of training, and it seemed that the little Saiyaness wanted to fight another of her kin which explains why they are here sort of.
Marcel smirked a bit at the Saiyan's question, chuckling a bit as Rukia told him to ignore her before shaking his head lightly. "Oh, no it is fine actually." Marcel said before looking at the Saiyan. "I...was actually born without one." he claimed. He wasn't sure how rare it was for a half Saiyan to be born without a tail, but it seemed like an odd case to some.
The man's agreement wasn't anything that really needed another response to, but she took pleasure in hearing it nonetheless. When it came to certain things like a group's fate, it was wrong to assume without evidence. What skeletal remains that could be found in this area, wasn't sufficient enough, if armor or clothing could be taken by bandits for scrap, or a quick buck. She really wanted to believe coming here hadn't been a wrong decision to make as well.
His thanks to her had produced a similar desire to not need a response. Nice as it would be to hear that she was right, she wasn't so brat that would go and force that kind of information. It was too trivial, and with their difference in age, the man could say as much as he wanted to really share with her.
Another thanks had came, when she had stepped in to block the younger Saiyan's attacks, which only made her thankful that she wasn't the bashful type. Maybe if her cousin hadn't taught her the proper way to act, or had gone to a different school the year she had turned, that things would have been differently.
While she would never admit it, she could see herself being excited and happy, rather than controlled and a thirst for superiority. Meeting other species like this wasn't usually an everyday thing, nor the way she had usually went about it. While grateful, even she knew her past self would have been a fanatic.
"It's nothing. I should have seen this coming."
Which she really should have. The girl was able to detect ki the way she wasn't able to, and finding another signature, especially an unfamiliar one, was what the girl would take a chance at attacking. Didn't matter who it was or what. Her servant just wanted to find a good challenge, if she wasn't willing.
While she had the girl taken by her arms, it was difficult not to be reminded of their difference in height. The armored girl was rather short, and shortly after their first time meeting, it was surprising to learn that she was only two years younger, but had a height that was barely taller than a child.
Another reason she could only take the girl seriously on certain occasions. Her servant felt similar for her, although unlike with her Majin servant, it wasn't anything that she was insulted by. Compared to the other girl's front, they had the same sense of superiority and certain like mindedness. She already had the confidence that the girl didn't need to be told to attack anyone she didn't know, when being told to guard the mansion with the other girl.
"So a halfling. I'll prove how weak that other half is."
Despite her already mentioning that part, the girl had said it like it was news. She made it look so easy to zone out what she didn't like hearing. A bit annoying, although nothing that was truly a bother. The girl had turned to her, and with that smirk of hers, had gone and ran off by herself.
Back to the mansion, if she had to guess. It was for the best. There was nothing she really wanted to say to the girl, and lecturing wasn't something she did. Nor would it be a method that would work. If she wanted the girl to listen to her, it would be through the both of them fighting again.
"You might not be a scavenger, but you still count for what we were looking for in the first place. It's really the only reason we came back to this place."
The outpost here was really all that was noteworthy, when it came to finding allies, and while not impossible, she couldn't really see this place as being more than one for Saiyans. Their presence was still here, even though their structure was currently ruined, until it could go and be rebuilt again.
With this goal they had accomplished though, there was really no reason to come back here again for quite awhile. Most of what she needed in the future, could likely just be founded in her hometown of West City, rather than having to make a trip so far away, for something that was potentially interesting.
"I can introduce you to my Majin servant after this spar, though I believe she'll likely come meet us anyway."
Unlike when she had invited the Namekian they met into the mansion, the girl had been more keen lately on meeting those she had invited. Her assumption was that she was interested in meeting any potential roommates, but this wasn't an offer that she would easily extend anymore, after being declined.
She wasn't the type to really get rejected when it came to her proposals, nor really liked facing it. Too much thinking had gone into coming up with the offer in the first place, for her to go and risk the possibility of it not being accepted. All that reasoning she had being for nothing, was such a waste.
It wouldn't be something that would happen again.
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Lately it seems that Marcel has been finding himself coming across Saiyans on a daily basis. Most likely pure coincidence, or maybe Saiyans just had a habit of finding each other, hybrids included. From how Rukia spoke, it seems like the two actually do know each other, and this hasn't been the first time her little Saiyan friend has lashed out on someone. A truly aggressive bunch Saiyans were. It was still hard to believe that Law shares the same blood as that species. Even his mother who is a pure blooded Saiyan wasn't so aggressive. She was pretty calm, innocent even....that is until her Saiyan pride was rekindled. After that, she just became a typical Saiyan, and abandoned her son along with his step father. That was a pretty depressing day for Law, but what came after that made things worse. His step father dying of an illness, and barely knowing a thing of his birth father, it all left the man alone. It was something he didn't like to think much about, but it would come to mind. The possibility of his mother still being alive was still there, and the curiosity of who his birth father is continued to drive him. There were answers the hybrid needed answered.
Marcel smirked at the little Saiyan's comment. He seemed to actually be looking forward to this challenge, possibly due to the Saiyan blood that courses through his veins. "I'd be happy to help with this little experiment you seem to be planning." he said as his head shifted to Rukia. "Also would like to try out this Gravity Chamber in all honesty." he wanted to see such a device in action, what it was capable of. There have been rumors that it can give people a resistance to certain gravity levels which could prove very useful in case the man found himself in certain situations.
The young girl then spoke of a Majin....servant? "Servant?" he tilted his head a bit as he begun to get ready. Why would this young lady have a servant? She did say something about a Mansion earlier, so perhaps it was because she comes from wealth? Either way, the fact she had a servant still bothered him some. It wasn't an outright slave yes, but still Marcel wasn't too fond of someone bossing another around, claiming them to be their master. Little did Marcel know that the species of demon his father is from are known for quite worse than having servants.
Fitting as it would be to treat her observations as merely experiments, the difference between one and a study, is that there wasn't really something to prove with these observations. It might have been a focus of hers in the long running, but studying people when she had the opportunity to do so, was more for herself than anything else. A way for her to possibly develop a variety in her attacks, and counter tactics she was yet to be familiar with.
Since he seemed to be in agreement with fighting the younger girl, she would be able to see not only what her servant was capable of, but also a chance to see two Saiyans fight. Even if the man was only a halfling. The lack of a tail must have been significant, if it was brought up by the younger girl.
"Others have felt similar. Though I'd imagine most people would, since it's not a common thing to have."
Wasn't difficult to find a gravity machine, seeing that it was Capsule Corp technology. However, being able to procure the funds were another thing entirely. The one she had obtained was able to dial up to a hundred times earth's gravity, and was worth even more than what she spent buying a mansion.
Those she had invited inside in the past, and no doubt in the future, had said something similar to the man. Most had also seemed to not have even begun to experience ten times that of earth's gravity yet either. The exception had lied in the younger Saiyan, and with the man being only a halfling, she was looking forward to seeing if he really could handle it, or if the other girl had been right about his other genes being something to hold him back.
"Her and the Saiyan. Though it's nothing they haven't already agreed to."
His concern, while not out of place, was quite interesting to hear. A different response from when she had invited that Namekian to the mansion, who seemed to have no open qualms to her addressing the two girls, as the positions she had seen them as. A reaction she didn't truly care for, since there wasn't anything he could do to change their fate. She had an agreement with the girls, and they both saw living in the mansion in different ways.
But if he really needed to hear any comforting, then that should have been enough. She was open to hearing any other questions, however. Would give the younger girl enough time to give notice to the Majin, and what she would come to expect from the two, when a guest was invited for a few hours.
"If you're concerned about anything else, I won't oppose to answering any of them."
What time had been spent in answering any questions, if any at all, was time that had helped in bringing focus away from the trip to the mansion, until finally arriving. The building was placed onto an open area of grass while they were visiting the Southern Islands, and thankfully could be popped back into its capsule form, with the press of a button on the inside of the mansion. What imprint it left on the grass, wasn't anything that time couldn't heal.
Entering a keypad that was on the outside, and another that was on the inside, she had led the man down one of the halls, towards the kitchen first. Her servant would be the one to get the first fight against their guest, so might as well get something that would go on and quench her thirst while waiting.
"If you want a drink, you can take a bottle of water from the fridge, or the pantry, assuming the Saiyan didn't already get to it."
The younger girl had already seemed to make her way through the kitchen, having left empty bottles lying around, which she had quickly sped around to properly dispose of in a recycling bin. Her attention after, was on the freezer, where both bottles and vials of blood had been kept stored inside.
A couple of vials were taken and pocketed on the inside jacket she had wore, before she had led the man towards the gravity room. The hall leading to it was rather quiet, and a reminder of how she needed more people living here. Though it was only time that kept her from searching for the right recruits.
"Since you're a guest, and it can be a pain to do so otherwise, I'll be giving the Saiyan a handicap in strictly punches or kicks, rather than ki attacks. You're free to do as you wish however."
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As they walked, Marcel listened carefully to the girl's casual answer about not only this Majin, but that Saiyan as well being her servants. He believed that those two were just friends at first, but it seemed like he was wrong. Though, she did clear up that they didn't mind pretty much, and the young Saiyan seemed a lot more interested in fighting than caring about this servant life, so it must not be as bad as he thought. Still, it did bother him a bit. Despite her rowdy personality, that Saiyan was still a kid, probably no younger than Rukia. Why would this young girl's parents, if she is living with her parents, hire someone so young? They could've found somebody much older. In the end of the day it wasn't his business anyway.
"Ah....I see." he answered. She would then bring up answering any other questions which Marcel had quite a few of at this point, but in the end didn't want to come off as rude, so he decided to refrain from asking, or at least wait until they were finished. "No, no it's fine. I was just caught off guard." he chuckled some before continuing to look forward, his feet pressing onto the rough ground with every step. Finally, the small group made it to where the Mansion was temporally located. Law stopped in his tracks, and looked up at the large building, his face in a bit of awe. Never has he seen such a big house up close before, having only lived in a small, middle classed one during his youth while drifting from place to place now. "Well now. It's...big." all he could really say as he crossed his arms, still admiring it for a bit until he noticed the other two going in. He placed his arms back to his sides, and continued on, following the two in.
The interior was just as good, something you'd certainly expect from people who come from wealth. Well, until they reached the kitchen that is. Stopping at the entrance of the kitchen, Marcel noticed the are littered with empty bottles, and such which was no doubt done by the little Saiyan. "Oh, I'm fine actually." he said, trying to refrain a chuckle about the mess as she watched Rukia clean up quickly before he could even ask if she needed help. "....I appreciate it however." he said, now watching as the teen went to the freezer, taking some vials out of it. What really caught the hybrid's attention was the red liquid in each of them. That couldn't be blood, could it? Maybe it was just some sort of frozen treat since people her age are known to like those sort of things a lot. Still, it made him a bit suspicious, but not suspicious enough to address it. Instead, he had another question in mind....
After hearing the handicap Rukia has given her servant, Marcel closed his eyes, and shook his head with a small smirk before opening them. "Then I shall fight the same way." he claimed before looking away. "It wouldn't be fair...or interesting if I had such an advantage, but I imagine you did this because you sense a different in strength between me, and her. Still, I would like to use the same handicap as the pure blood." he finished, finally looking back at Rukia.
"Oh, and I do have a question if you don't mind. Where are your parents?"
She knew that having servants wasn't common, having not grew up with them herself, but she had unintentionally given him a display of her power, which should have been reason enough to fill in any gaps. Or was this just another difference in age, that had gone and made him be caught off guard by what she had said?
People her age were the sort to surprise the older generation, bringing along new revelations and perspectives. If someone like her would be able to have her own servants, if given the right amount of power, then what could that mean for others her age, who shared a similar mentality that she did? How much would the world change?
These kind of questions were ones that, given the time, she would be able to go and test for herself. Every milestone she was able to reach, either in power, or number of allies that she was able to gain, would only continue to further the measures of which she was able to test her limits. Test what she was able to accomplish.
"I agree, it's something to get used to."
Though she had these thoughts in mind, they were private ones. If his reaction to her having servants was any indication at all, revealing her future plans into being in a position of power, was one that wouldn't bring anything new to the table. While she would personally disagree, she knew the problems that could come with gaining power.
The kind of thinking that she would impose, with the proper position, was likely far from the monarch that they currently had. She knew she wanted her kind to beat out any that could compete against them, but not to the point of genocide. It wasn't a topic that was discussed in her presence that often, but occasionally in meetings where she and her coven had gathered together, she knew that her kin had the lack of ability to produce life. Something which could normally keep a population from dying.
They might have had slow aging, and more years to live than that of a human, but that wasn't anything that would stop extinction, if they weren't careful about it. One thing to think about when she had gotten to that point, but the idea of a world that was ruled by her, mostly would change in the line of thinking, for education.
There were plenty of scenarios that could test a person's intelligence, through application, rather than what she was currently learning in school. The kind that thought of contingencies and what to do if things had gone wrong, along with the physical growth that could be possible over generations, that came with these kind of teachings. All of this, when it came to some people who might hear these aspirations, could more or less wind down into rejections or questioning that she would far from appreciate.
The journey to the mansion had been one without questions, which wasn't something she had really mind. If he didn't want to take the opportunity she was giving to ask anything, then so be it. But there were a few things that she had wanted to reveal herself, when the time had came around to so. Not in the hopes of really garnering a response, but rather to establish her accomplishments, and with a warning to those she invited into her mansion, that opposing her wasn't something that would end well.
"Capsule Corp technology. And one of the finest of what I had browsed with the Majin."
She wanted a much bigger place, but there was only so much she could buy with money that was gifted to her. As soon as she had finished gathering the allies she needed, procuring more efficient and quicker set of finances, were one of the things she wanted to dive in first. This mansion was big enough to go on and rent out.
For the most part, the discarded bottles of water, wasn't anything new, since the Saiyan was the same way when relaxing. Though the amount was well enough to signify the younger girl must have either ate something bad, or something dry, if there had been this amount of thirst. Served her right for attacking without permission.
Nodding at the man declining the offer of a drink, before they would start getting into things, leading him towards the gravity room, wasn't as much of a wait as she had thought it would be. But it was usually better to be ahead of schedule, than following it exactly, unless this was planning for an assault on a group. That was the only time when she would have to do the best of her ability to make up for any planning she had done, to ensure that things would go fine using just force.
"Just be sure you don't hold back."
A little disappointing he wouldn't be using any ki attacks, but she would still at least be able to study his movements, and spot any gaps from the sidelines. Her youngest servant would also likely be less peeved at receiving a handicap, if the man would as well. She hadn't bothered to openly acknowledge his assumption of her capabilities.
Sensing strength in the way he was referring to, wasn't something she was yet capable of doing. Though it wouldn't be one she would correct him on. For positive things like this, it was better to just accept it, rather than oppose it. His assumptions had also seemed to be a lot more in her favor, than when she had that Namekian as a guest.
"Back in West City. They're fully aware of what I'm capable of, and so long as I catch up with cram school, there's not much of a difference of how life was before."
The topic of her parents, for the most part, wasn't something that she had been previously asked, by those she had invited. Though it wasn't one she had thought it was odd not to bring up. Relationships tended to be complicated, family or otherwise, and she wasn't exactly an exception. Perhaps because it was a subject that was not only easily vulnerable, but one that was able to be manipulated, regardless of strength or species. What she had told the man, was also something that allowed her this freedom.
While they had found out later than her cousin and friends, her family and several relatives, eventually were told about how she was a Vampire. But there was a certain air that her family had, where the focus had been mostly to memories of what she was like in the past, and the kind of growth that she made since turning into a Vampire.
All hopefully embarrassing, and really put into perspective that even with these accomplishments, she was still treated as younger than she really was, just because they had been around longer than she had. Though she understood that their reaction could have been a lot more worse, and imposing enough to simply drive her away.
Cram school had allowed her to make up for days she had decided to miss, and although was education that costed more than attending school regularly, it just couldn't be helped. Waiting to change and grow when she could do so now, would be more something that would hold her back than anything else. It was quite fortunate that incompletes were frequent enough in this society, that she was able to be given days that was essentially her own pace, rather than given the restrictions of another.
Whether or not that was really anything else he had to ask, she had gone and opened the door to the gravity room, where the younger Saiyan had already been inside, apparently warming up. The girl had swapped out her earlier armor, for more clothes fitting for a workout, and revealed more of that muscled build Saiyans seemed to be known for, which would normally stunt growth for a human. Uncanny as their appearances might have been, their biology was still something that was apparently different.
The Saiyan was alone, and hadn't even acknowledged their presence, either because she wasn't finished, or she just recognized that she usually informed their guests of the gravity in this room. Which she was interested in seeing the effects it would have on a halfling, seeing as how her servants were now at fourteen times earth's gravity.
"Before you step any further, know that she and the Majin are working at gravity that is higher, than what we usually set for guests. If you wish to feel the pressure yourself, I won't oppose it, but I'll be lowering it down to ten times earth's gravity."
She had gone and entered the range of the machine, where her body had momentarily lowered from the sudden difference in pressure. However, she had recently upped her gravity training to twenty times earth's gravity, after adjusting her body enough to where it was completely used to handling the previous ten.
This was weeks of training that had been built up, which although wasn't as fast as she was hoping for, the growth was at least something. Her body had soon and began to adjust to the difference, allowing her to walk normally, as she went over to dial the machine down to ten. Unlike with the Majin, the younger girl didn't care to stop her.
"I've talked to our guest, and the two of you will be using a handicap of no ki attacks."
Though this had been a different story. The look of surprise on the girl's face, had shown as much. It likely didn't help that this man, had been the first guest they had, where she was allowing one of her servants to fight. But such a display of ki attacks, would be too much for these walls to go and bear.
She was fast enough to catch them, but with the earlier assault she had already taken, and her own desire to fight the man later, it wouldn't be something that she would allow. When the girl had started smirking, a few moments after being told the handicap, she knew the girl was taking this a different way.
"That's right. You got in the way earlier, and now you're saying my blasts are too strong."
That was technically correct. Though she wouldn't have phrased it in the way the girl had done. Not only was that implying that she saw the Saiyan in a positive light, but there was also an implication there that the bruises on her arm, were more than just spots that were tender from the blasts.
"See it how you wish."
Nevertheless, if this would go and get the girl to agree to the terms, she wasn't going to oppose. If she really wanted to punish the girl for making such a claim, it was going to have to be through one of their bouts. Stepping away and to the side, she had looked over to the man to see if he was ready.
According to the other girl, ten times gravity was only a step below her planet's gravity. So while a halfling might struggle with it in theory, it shouldn't have been as bad, especially if she was right about his other half being demon. And of course, she was going to put her hopes in the Saiyan.
"Assuming both of you two are ready, the match will start, and end when I see things have gone on long enough."
"Human, don't keep running your mouth."
The younger girl had charged forward, as soon as she had stopped talking, reeling a fist back, and throwing it forward. It would be one of many punches sent toward the man's way, where the younger girl, she had noticed, wasn't wasting any time in using her legs as momentum forward. The comment by the girl wasn't anything she bothered to respond to, as it had the same of line of thinking, in just punishing the girl whenever they had the time to spar again.
It had only been a couple of minutes, but she noticed about the other girl, was that the Saiyan was consciously seeming to keep clenching her fist, as if she was making an effort to make it stay down. There was no glow of light as of yet, but she assumed that was what was happening to her right now.
The girl was so badly used to using ki attacks.
Maiz's PL: 14,723 (2 actions for being 50% higher PL) Melee Punches @736 potential damage 5% of PL Rapid Movement Dodges up to 100% of PL.
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Oh, Marcel didn't intend on holding back....save for his weights he wore hidden under his coat. He was tempted to take them off, but even his inner Saiyan pride was hard to ignore. He wanted to make this more of challenge for himself than it already is. Of course he made sure to keep that to himself, so he wouldn't be told to take them off.
As for his question on Rukia's parents, it seemed that the young girl's parents allow her to be on her own, traveling around with these servants of hers. To Marcel, it didn't really seem right, but then again it was obvious from the ki he could sense from this girl that she is actually capable of handling herself, so it wasn't really something he could complain about, only giving her a, "Oh...okay then." as a response to it. Still it was interesting to not only come across one, but two young teens who has power levels that were higher than his own, even if it wasn't by that much. Whatever she is, or whatever training she has went through, it obviously wasn't normal. The two then started to make there way to where this gravity chamber was, and stopped by the entrance only for the young girl to speak to him again, giving him a bit more information on her two servants. Raising his eyebrows some, Marcel couldn't help, but be impressed by their gravity training. They can already work with a high amount apparently!? That just made things more interesting. It seemed these servants of hers could also serve as good bodyguards as well.
As soon as Rukia opened the door to the chambers, Marcel's eyes started to wander as the young girl went in, talking to the Saiyan before going off to lower the gravity some. As soon as it was clear, Marcel proceeded to step in, only to be welcomed by this pressure which felt overwhelming at first. Law fell to his knees as he gritted his teeth, feeling like something heavy has landed on his back. It was also not helping that he decided to leave those weights on. Sweat began to run down his face as he glanced up at the two who took this gravity so well!
He was not going to have this.
Marcel's body began to shake as he struggled, slowly making his way back up, and into more of a fighting position. It was obvious that the gravity was still getting to him due to some of the sweat that still ran down his face, but he would develop a smirk as he eyed the young Saiyan. He was going to work through this, even if it is going to kick his butt in the end.
Oh, Marcel was ready indeed, and it seemed like the Saiyan was as well, quickly quieting her "Master" before coming at the unsuspecting hybrid with such speeds. At this point he couldn't dodge, so instead he threw his arms up in an X shaped fashion, and blocked the punch which caused him to skid back some. After that, he'd quickly fold his arms upwards in a kickboxing fashion as he attempted to drive a knee straight up the young Saiyan's chin in an attempt to send her flying up despite the gravity trying its best to hold him back!
(Deflected, Maiz's punch.) (Using Melee Attack for 5% of Marcel's Current PL: 205)
(Still new to this combat, so if I do something wrong, sorry about that o~o)
Watching him step into the gravity machine's range, was a sight that made the end of her lips twitch. Seeing him struggle under this gravity, had enough of an indication there to reason maybe his other genes were holding him back. That amount of sweat was something she would normally hold after going around a block three times.
Her hospitality was really what kept her from actually smiling at the scene, especially as images of the Namekian she invited awhile back, had been more competent at handling this amount of gravity. Was this really all a hybrid was capable of? What happened when someone lost sight of their culture and its teachings?
He eventually managed to get up, but that struggle was something both she and the younger girl, seemed to agree was interesting. The gravity on the Saiyan's homeworld was only just a bit over ten times that of earth's gravity. It was still too early to really say for sure, but she had been hoping a halfling could still keep up with something that was supposed to be basic for a full Saiyan. He at least seemed to still have that determination at least, seeing as how he was still managing to stand.
As the fight had begun, she watched as the man had accepted he wasn't going to be able to dodge, and chose to block the hits instead. One after another, the younger girl threw punch after punch, causing her hands to already start turning pink from the blood flow. Whether it was the gravity, or something else entirely, the strikes had managed to push the man back, though it wasn't as quick as she would have thought. Another thing that her servant seemed to agree with, as her expression frowned.
What few hits the girl had left to give, was used as momentum, as the girl had pushed herself back. The kicks that followed after as she did, had gone and showed it was a good idea to have done so. She wasn't the type to really know about different fighting styles, as the gaps in movement were really all she cared about seeing.
The man's approach to this match, under gravity that he wasn't even used to, was rather bold. A person's legs might have been stronger than their arms, but this was still heavy effort that he was using, while his opponent had used a lesser exhausting approach. There was still also the effects of extra gravity on the lungs, for someone who wasn't used to it. If he had fallen over before the match had even started, how long would it be before he would begin coughing up blood? She wanted to see that.
One of the vials she had taken from the freezer and pocketed, was brought out and uncapped, after giving the contents a swirl. The heat that was being generated from this room, as the air conditioning here was purposely turned off, had helped melt away its frozen contents. One which she began to carefully consume and down.
O+ blood was one of the most common, but still had the same sustenance in it, that made it appetizing for Vampires. Of which was taken from the younger Saiyan, not by her own fangs, but rather with the actual tools. It wasn't exactly like drinking from the source, though it was the only way her Majin servant would donate her blood.
As her normal euphoria had been heightened for the moment, she watched as the other girl seemed to still be clutching onto her hands. It was interesting how the Saiyan herself, was the one who was struggling to adjust to this handicap. She had actually been hoping the man would have been the first to struggle with it.
Maybe if the girl had continued to push the man to that point, it would happen. There might have been a gap in their ages, but desperation could bring out a side of someone they normally wouldn't show. Something which she felt like her servant often saw in battle. The girl's next charge had been something which only proved her point.
With the way that the girl was running, there didn't seem to be anything noticeable at first glance. And really, when someone was charging at you, looking anywhere but up, wasn't a route that was normally taken. But from the sidelines, and her own ability to see the girl's speed, she knew just where exactly the girl was going for.
At the last second as the girl had gone and made herself visible, that run forward wasn't something that was meant to punch, but to slam her body right into the man. With the kind of exertion that was put into the girl's legs, to have come at her opponent at such a speed, it was easy to exhaust to a slow. But that was more of an advantage here, than something that would hinder. The Saiyan's movements didn't stop with the slam, as her legs stopped, and reached out in a way where a grapple was attempted.
One which seemed to indicate that the girl wanted to ensure the man would hit the wall, even if she had gotten hit herself, as this was one offensive assault after the other. This was the girl acting on her own anger, and the side of the girl that wanted to see the man hurt, but with her own bare hands, rather than with ki.
That was the mentality that she was getting, though it had to have been obvious that the younger Saiyan was holding back. Beyond the exertion in her legs, there was none of that intelligence in the thrown punches, which she had felt herself, back when she and the girl had first met. But it was still not enough for the girl to lose.
If there was anything she had observed about the girl, since her time living here, it was that the girl didn't care for respect when it came to age. She would likely beat down on a human old man if he had agreed to put up a fight without a second thought. It was a fight ending too early, that it seemed was trying to be avoided here.
Of course, she agreed.
Maiz's PL: 14,723 (2 actions for being 50% higher PL) Melee Slam @736 potential damage 5% of PL Melee Grapple @736 potential damage 5% of PL
WC: 1055 TWC: 9020
Last Edit: Jan 22, 2017 21:06:55 GMT -5 by Deleted
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