Dome Sweet Home {Open} [10G]

Ashes fluttered through the whipping breeze as the Anubian’s ki washed over the scant few sheets of paper in his claws, scattering off in to the wastes where they belonged. He had neither the time nor the patience to deal with that sort of nonsense but it seemed as though the universe wasn’t about to let him go back to what he was doing. It was an exceedingly peculiar power that caught his attention, one which he couldn’t quite seem to put a proper estimate to. Now he’d encountered similar things in the past, there were dozens of methods to bamboozle one’s ki sense but the apparent bearer of this unusual gift did give him pause in no small part due to how forward he was.

And how rude he was.

’I happen to be a shorthair,’ Sinthe replied somewhat indignantly, swishing the back of his hand gently over the interloper boy’s face to demonstrate. Funny, his ki seemed to make Sinthe’s fur stand on end all up his arm. Kinda tickled actually, it was nice. ’What’s your excuse for being so… pink?’ Oh? Creamy skin and patches of hair? Real original. Honestly, these people.

Sinthe’s attention turned yet again when he caught wind of another, more familiar power approaching, familiar in the loosest possible sense that they had met once and not killed one another. Was usually about as good as it got anyway he supposed, he’d known people for centuries that he could only say as much of. This though was none other than Carmel Dulcis, the charming young foxy lady (that is in the respect of being a fox person, not an attractive fox person) whom he’d met on the Kami’s Lookout and utterly offended. Though she did kind of seem to take it in stride even if she did insist on not using his proper title still.

’Yeah, still Lord Sinthe, actually,’ he corrected her, but not making that big of a thing out of it despite really wanting to. Likewise he didn’t rise to her crack about him truning up here, he didn’t intend it to be a permanent thing he was just lodging up here trying to avoid thios exact kind of situation. Although…

’I came out here to get some peace as a matter of fact, try out a new training regimen. Hence this.’ He pointed over his shoulder with a thumb, indicating the squat dome structure which had become his snuggly little bolt hole in this desolate wilderness. ’Not to impose of course, but this “Spark” of yours seems to have an interesting power...’

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WC: 432

Chris had been simply flying around today, mainly more so to try and ease his own mind of the coming stress of times. Everytime he looked at the sunset he couldn’t help but be reminded of ‘her’ every time. When they first had met back at that campfire and she had helped him out. When she had protected him on the lookout from Cambia’s anger. Still he couldn’t help but wonder, how could he have done differently? What could he have done to have protected her in the end. It made him angry at himself sometimes, he knew it wasn’t his own fault, but he couldn’t help but blame himself. They had been siblings, close ones even in a short time. Yet no matter how much she protected him, he couldn’t protect her. Damn it..no he needed to keep his cool. Save his full power for a training regiment later.


However it seemed plans had a very fine habit of changing on the spot, for right there near his area he felt the ki of a rather familiar and yet friendly face. Carmel. Keeping his power suppressed he began to float right on over. The ki’s around him quite strong compared to the normal. This one though, the cat like creature. It was definitely something he hadn’t seen yet. Another strange face was seemingly an elemi. He hadn’t really met a full blooded elemi in a very long time, not since Flare. Heh, he actually missed seeing all of them. Heck even firebutt, he hadn’t really talked with her since well..she had nearly blown up a hospital. It had been a good chance than however to have tested out his combination technique. It was the first time he had launched the Big Bang Kamehameha Time One Hundred, though technically with the kaioken at the time, he supposed it was actually a times one thousand. Still the combination of his own techniques with his old friend Gouken’s had shown the power their friendship had held together.


The truth be told, Gouken was never going to leave his heart, he had been his first friend, they had climbed Korin’s tower together. They had learned from each other, they even learned from the great King Kai together...they had both died to the same man once.. “Careful kid, being too cocky can get you knocked out real quickly in a fight. I can verify from that one, watched a friend do it. Poor guy didn’t stand a chance.” Chris would say with a smile as the Angelian Saiyan would float down to the ground from above. “Hey there Carmel.” Chris would say in a friendly tone at meeting the familiar Zoan. However reaching out through his mind with only a slight push so she would know it was him. He attempted to send her a private message via telepathy. ‘Hey there Carmel, if you don’t mind me asking a favor. Don’t tell either of them here what my real power is. I typically don’t want others know unless its absolute necessity.’ He would send keeping his smile high the whole time.


“So ...Sinthe if I overheard that correctly? Your wanting to try out a new training regiment huh? Maybe I can help out a bit, my power might not look much, but I’m well trained enough I could give you a chance to practice your own techniques. Just warn me if I’m putting too much out though, let’s just say I’ve had some interesting people train me so I don’t want to accidentally say flip you on the ground and hold you by your tail. Heh..” Chris would say obviously jokingly near the end. At least the tone of his voice near the end was intended to be jokingly, truth be told if he did go full out...well..he wouldn’t want to be the guy that would be in the region at the time.


WC: 655


PL: 241,679
Suppressed to 11,679

’My recovery has been, well let’s say less swift than I would have liked. It seems as though it will be quite some time before this body reverts to its prime.’Replying to Carmel without really thinking, it was only afterwards that Sinthe realized that he’d probably told her more about himself in that scant bit of dialogue than he otherwise had in their entire last encounter. Whatever the case she seemed more concerned with the young Spark she was with. The young Spark who was projecting on him so hard that the Anubian had half a mind to clobber him over the head then and there.

That was until he caught sight of what was apparently the telekinetic fox lady’s looming snowball. Folding his arms across his chest he flashed her a subtle thumbs up as yet another interloper closed in. This one looked, felt interesting as well and it appeared that he’d been brought to Sinthe’s door by Carmel as well. It might be an idea to keep her close by in future, he thought, she did seem to have some intriguing connections. It appeared as though his trip to the Lookout had nopt been as complete a bust as he had at first assumed.

’Yeah, no, still Lord Sinthe. That hasn’t changed in the last minute.’ As determined as these people seemed to be to undermine him, he was adamant he’d keep setting them right as many times as it took and this new fellow Chris was no different. ’That’s a strangely specific example,’ he observed, swishing the appendage in question back and forth. He wasn’t sure that he was getting agitated, it could be excitement that now gripped him, he couldn’t rightly tell, but he felt more awake now than he had done for quite a few days. ’You might change your tune shortly.’

Turning back towards the domed house he beckoned them all to follow. ’Gravity room’s in the back, feel free to look around, relax, get something to eat, I’ll change and then meet you there.’ Floating back to the porch he lingered there for a second, only in the hopes of hearing a satisfying crunch of snow and an annoyed Spark. Leaving the door ajar as he stepped inside, grabbed his cocoa, now annoyingly cool and slugged it in one disgusting gulp before stealing away in to the bedroom.

There amongst what scant personal effects he had on this world he found his usual attire, laid out on the immaculate, untouched bedspread. He still couldn’t sleep he found, he still didn’t want to sleep, fearing that he wouldn’t wake up here, or that he wouldn’t wake up somewhere else. He didn’t—no… no it was nothing. He was awake now. He WAS awake now, this drumming in his chest proved it he told himself as he donned his clothes. He found all of a sudden whilst he started slipping on his gold that he was more deliberate, that this simple thing was more like a ritual. The cultivation of that famous image which he carried in to every battle. That wasn’t all though, one of them, maybe all of them gave him a peculiar feeling. A sense of vertigo almost and a deep sense of longing.

Nothing for it.

From the corner of his eye he regarded the weighted harness which fitted beneath his mantle and the weights he had removed from his belt to give it a polish. That funny feeling, it wouldn’t go away, especially when he looked at the face of his belt clasp. Could it be that he of all people was getting nostalgic? Ha, maybe he really was getting old now. He’d been keen to test the effectiveness of the two training methods in concert, but the little niggling in the back of his mind eventually led him to think better of weighing himself down for this first run. Between Spark and Chris… he wasn’t sure, something was bothering him which he couldn’t pin down to his satisfaction. No surprises, no sandbagging this time round as Negi had called it. If he were really going to increase the intensity of his training then perhaps a fight begun in earnest was for the best.

Slipping on the now strangely light mantle and pausing to remove the last few weights from the reverse of his belt he stepped back out into the hallway, he idly slid a palm across the face of the fierce creature that adorned his buckle and smiled. Taking no notice of any who happened to be lingering he made for the gravity chamber itself. What had once been a simple storage space he’d cleared out and had converted to this. The walls were bare as though the rest of the house were not spartan enough to begin with, sloping towards the back where the rear wall of the house intersected the space. It was not ideal, but then battlefields seldom were. The only thing which broke the uniformity of the space was the small dome of the gravity machine projecting from the centre of the ceiling, seeing it Sinthe fished around in the folds of his sash for the remote and set the device for ten times the local norm, pausing before he commenced the sequence so that the others would all have time to arrive.

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WC: 890

Spark really didn't give a damn about what his sister, and her weirdo cat friend were talking about. He just stood there, and fiddled with his newly acquired scouter, pressing the buttons on the side as it brought up different menus, and random beeping noises. It appears that he was trying to learn more about the device, but in the end, he was just really trying to see if it came with music, or video games. To his disappointment....it didn't. Finally the two would stop talking about whatever, and Caramel would turn to speak to her brother who just continued pressing buttons on the scouter as if he were trying to tune her out with the beeping somehow. He really didn't feel like being nagged at by the fluffy butt.

"Well first of all, woman, I can do whatever I want wherever I want!" he claimed, leaving the scouter alone to fold his arms, closing his eyes with a small smirk. "If it ends up screwin ya over, then that sounds like a you problem." he added just before the fox brought up the suggestion of him learning how to read ki naturally. He did not notice the snowball developing from afar, coming straight at him, but soon it will make itself known to the poor unsuspecting boy. "Besides, I tried doing it once, and nothin happened. I'm telling you, this power sensing nonsense is a load of well you know, nonsense!!" he claimed returning to fiddling with the device attached to his ear. "Plus, can "power sensing" give ya endless music, and video games?" he asked, acting as if the scouter was even giving him that to begin with....still no success....

As he continued to mess with the scouter with a semi annoyed look on his face, the scouter would begin to beep the usual tone that indicated an incoming power. "Oh, please tell me I found "Wonder Larry-o Siblings!!" he said, excitedly referring to a game he came across while on this planet. It was an old school game, but something he got hooked to quick. You can't beat the classic, one would say!

Sadly it wasn't a game, but a new arrival who landed here by the house with the others. Spark would turn to glance at the new arrival for a few seconds before lowering his head in defeat, not even bothering to read his power level. The newcomer would then speak to Spark, addressing his cocky behavior, and other things he wasn't really paying attention to as he was now suddenly sitting on the ground, tracing a finger against the surface disappointingly. "Oh, go suck it ya pointy haired E-yarthling who happens to also know my sister..." he said in a much lower tone than usual, still disappointed about the lack of games until he noticed something. "Wait, no my...." he raised his head up before suddenly darting over to the newcomer, pointing up at him before he started to speak. "Wait, you know my sister too!!?" he questioned before hurrying over to Caramel, not giving the man enough time to answer if he attempted to. "How do you know these people!? Are ya some sort of Queen? Or are these your special friends, or whatever it is my mom calls those women she ends up bringing with her to sleepover for like one night..." he questioned his tone turning from curious to wondering as he went on, just ignoring her comment on not calling her wimpy, as if she would have changed his mind anyway.

After all that commotion the boy caused, confused, and full of energy, Spark would then be hit straight in the back by a large snowball out of nowhere!! It sent the boy flying forward some until he landed face first on the ground. Covered entirely with this cold, and slushy crap. Spark laid in the snow, shivering like crazy as he tried to figure out what the actually hell just happened. Now overcome by that usual rage of his, Spark blasted the snow off of him, and possibly onto anybody close enough to him, body surging with electricity as he spread his arms out, hands clenched while he looked up at the sky. Unfortunately, it wouldn't end well for the kid as some of the snow that managed to stick on him melted, turning to water which caused him to shock himself....AGAIN!! The boy fell to his back with an annoyed expression as he mumbled to himself. Stupid snow...stupid water....

The others then started to speak of training which led to Sinthe saying something about a "gravity chamber" "A...what now?" he'd quickly sit up before standing up with enthusiasm. He wasn't sure what this gravity chamber was, but it sure as hell sounded cool to the teen. "Take me to your chambers, Sinthy!!" the Heran raised Elemi demanded as he marched behind the cat thing, still refusing to add the Lord part to his name. Didn't really seem necessary to him, plus his sister wasn't doing it. Before he could follow the guy all the way in however, the scouter would alert Spark once again, causing him to stop, and see that another person has landed here, looking about the same age the the lightning boy. "Who's the kid?" Spark would ask casually, calling him a kid despite himself still pretty much being one before turning back around to run into the house, not even waiting for an answer once again as he was filled with enthusiasm!


 

 

Carmel did try quite hard to not laugh at her silly adopted brother for the situation he ended up in, really she did! For two whole seconds she kept her snickering in check before she started laughing at him hard enough that she might well have fallen over herself if she couldn’t simply float in the air. The icing on the cake came from his standard reaction and the standard response to it when he was once again reminded that water and electricity didn’t play nice together.

At least he was learning somewhat given that he remembered that water conducts after the fact this time, maybe her lectures were making some headway after all! “So Sparky, what have you learned from this? If you could sense ki, you might have actually seen that snowball coming before you became the coolest mop head.” It was important for her to turn things into lessons for the kid, it wasn’t all about her being a troll for her own amusement, these were educational pranks! Mostly. Maybe.

“And I’m not a queen by the way, far too much work involved in something like that honestly, not for me at all.” Then the rest of his comment clicked and Carmel promptly chose to ignore the whole affair, finding it so much easier to make the kid’s mother explain the concept of sexual orientation to him whenever they met back up. Nope, she was not touching that subject. In that respect, the new person who’d shown up and Sinthe talking about his gravity chamber were both convenient distractions to avoid too much problems. For now, new experiences awaited, even if it meant her having to get involved in things to do it. Couldn’t have Spark showing her up after all, that would just be embarrassing.

With that mind she followed after her overly eager brother, continuing with the absolute convenience of being able to have a mental conversation with someone else. And with that you most certainly have a deal Chris, we’ll chat about when I’m getting these lessons later. She sent back on the way to the gravity chamber proper, her own excitement building a bit. Then they made it to the gravity chamber itself and Carmel regretted everything forever.

“Okay, gravity and fluffiness do not go together, they don’t go together at all!” The sudden increase of pressure forced her to actually land on her feet instead of hovering over there and it took far too much effort for her to make sure that she stayed standing instead of falling over. Well it took that and some judicious usage of her telekinesis to reinforce her body a bit, although with all of her fur now flattened against her, it really was messing with her fluffiness quotient.

“Ugh, this is going to make me so sweaty when its over…who is King Kai by the way? Haven’t heard of that one before.” Her question was casual and she did want to know the answer to it but she also wanted to get her hands on that pudding that Chris had summoned from nowhere. Obviously she had another technique that she needed to get out of Chris later on and oh wait a moment his power level was rising. Weren’t those scouters supposed to be bad at dealing with high power unless you really forked out for the good ones? With a sigh, the not so fluffy anymore fox walked over to her silly brother and did her best to swipe that scouter from his face before he ended up with a shard of glass in his eye or something like that. Not that she’d tell him that, the kid would probably find an exploding scouter fun enough to get another one.

“Is pudding really worth the trouble of trying to fight you though? Sounds like a lot of work for little payoff. Now an entire crate of flavoured pudding, that might be a bit better.” As Carmel was talking, she quietly gathered more of her ki, supposedly to help keep her standing right up to the moment where a large telekinetic force slammed down on Chris’s location, because the fox of dreams did not play fair. “Different flavours of pudding of course, no one wants that much of the same thing, it will get tiresome eventually.”




[ WC: 739 | [OT-1] Wandering Hands PL: 1431 ]

(Whenever it gets to my turn, y'all can go ahead, and skip me. Not sure when I'll be posting, and I'm not trying to hold anyone up.)