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A lot of things had went through the young flame's mind as she was left as one of the few defenders of this blue planet. Flare had plans of her own to get stronger. But remarking on her own facilities, left open and unused as she had grown too big for them, there were people who could put them to use. Flare hasn't gone without thinking on the stronger powers of those Earthlings surrounding her, yet were not up to par with most the enemies the planet faced. Komatsu himself could be called upon if any of them wanted to train, sure, but maybe there was a more direct approach...
"Oh I think it's a wonderful idea." An elderly woman smiled at the dinner table. Dressed in her standard maid uniform rather than the dusty old garb she wore on the field. She, alongside several other family members and friends, were seated for a lunch at the mansion. Now with about eighteen more mouths to feed the manor kept the maids busy. They had to earn their money with this gourmet of food now, get their money's worth of servitude. Beside her are seated the more notable faces, alongside Flare as well.
"Well, I can definitely see the reasons for it. As always we'll be here at the ready in order to help." Flare was out of her seat, having just given a bit of the rundown of her plans. If they were to train the people of Earth, then they wouldn't have to rely on favor and outsiders working to their benefit. Flare's own issues had always been that she never had a strong teacher until it was too late. People were bent too easily to the will of evil and corruption that she had to punch up to get where she was. And punch up hard.
"Komatsu is a good friend, training me. He effectively has been my only good teacher and he saw me more as a peer than anything. I reckon if we open ourselves up, as a group, we can attract others to come and train under me. As it stands we're a good portion of our defense against anything like another Jarvis or Nasu coming." She looked between them all with a smirk. This had all come up in the middle of dinner too, before this they were all just chattering and going about their own business. Though a few of the younger or less abled souls in the room looked with a bit of skepticism the purple skinned half-heran nodded and mustered up the strength to stand with vocally agree.
"I... will help!" Auntie could only suppress the smallest bit of the laugh she spat before standing up from the remains of her food. Already devoured.
"I suppose then I can get to work spreading the word. Short term advertisements should work for the cities, but I suppose sending some of our more able youngsters here to scout out potential takers would be of order. I'll ask for volunteers later. Jackie... I'm proud of you."
Cities would have the small adverts pasted in their papers and loose words over radio would be briefly spoken of the manor, aptly now renamed to The Kindle. Of the opportunity to train under Earth's best, so it was to say. It almost looked like it was selling a brand but, here was the actual kicker; Free to anyone who actively improves. To Flare, charging people for that sort of thing seemed several layers wrong. The hardest part was going to be the wait. While the weaker of her elemi counterparts dispersed to find takers far from the recesses of the civilized towns and cities Flare and company took the time to organize a regime of sorts.
"No no no, that's wrong. Too methodical." While Ragnarok showed Flare a proper session-based calendar of events Jax, Kerbi, and Vitalerra all were making sure the space would be clean and clear for anyone involved. Most of the trainging was going to take place in the courtyard, right in front of the garage and just next tot he gravity chamber, when that was to be needed. Flare and her brother had obvious differences in opinion when it came to the way they'd be going about it.
"It's been proven that order and constructed learning is far more advantageous than going with what you feel is right for the time and day."
"It's been proven that shoving bombs into a robot is also advantageous, but you don't see my strapping up Jax for a suicide mission." The mansion itself was formerly just a larger and traditional earthling manor, now with several modern additions and some of her own personality quirks put into it. A fountain of literal flame replaces that of the normal water fountain just out front, as well as the lights being made of these burning orbs that hung in the sky as opposed to any lamps and the like. The fire elemi had spent time decorating the place from the looks of things, so time before coming up with this idea in particular. Most recently, however, the gates were open and everything more inviting as the open area outside teemed with several dozen residents and servants to the manor.
[TPL: 70,000] [Suppression II PL: 210]Going into the city was always fun for a teenager. Ebi was certainly not an exception to such a notion. This time around, the male could be found loitering or going from shop to shop. Investigating various wares and items that he had absolutely no intention of actually buying. He knew shop owners hated that, but did it anyways. At least their place was getting some attention. Now, what brought him in? He usually should've been training right about now, doing what he usually did; Punch trees, chop wood logs, do his push ups, drink a lot of juice! But, he had heard of something really interesting. It was over the radio: Apparently one of Earth's warriors were offering a training class or something like that. Ebi would've been a fool to just go and pass that up, anyone could've told him that! Now, what did that have to do with being in the city. Well, for starters he figured he may as well have had grabbed a flier. This way if Flare was skeptical, he'd just show her the paper. Easy peasy.
Next was the matter of getting to her mansion. He needed an address, he didn't know everything after all. Boy, was he pumped! The young man was smiling from ear to ear throughout the entire flight over. His smile big and wide, his teeth together and showing nothing but pure joy. This really felt like a once in a lifetime opportunity! Plus, if he did well with Flare, maybe she'd introduce him to all the other heroes who helped the Earth against the various threats in the past year or so! Imagine: Cho Ebihan, apart of the Earth Defense Force! Gah! The thought just excited him. Not only was it a way for him to give back to the planet, it just plain old opened up doors for him. Alright! His hands moved as he flew forth, one shoving the flier into the pocket of his jacket pocket. The other one adjusting the cap atop his head. It was twisted backwards, a few of his bangs poking out through the hole on the back. The words, "Ebi Sennin" written on the snap part of the cap in a weird font. He was wearing an awfully casual outfit for going to meet with someone so powerful. Lucky he had his duffle bag, as it held his preferred dogi. Securing himself finally, Ebi grunted approvingly and excitedly, and took off with a short burst of speed.
His landing was swift and clean, s he dropped onto his feet. He'd approach Flare's home and school respectfully and disrespectfully at the same time. As he had just gone and darted through. Not paying any mind to the Fire Fountain or beautiful lights, though he did notice them after reaching the entrance to the mansion. Knocking a few times on the door before entering and waiting to be addressed. "Hehe!"
It was a rare sight indeed to see the Ice Elemi out of her lab. What could possibly had dragged her out of her lab and the seclusion of the cold north? Why, a radio ad of course! Specifically it spoke of a manor called the Kindle, and was offering to train anyone who was interested. Cryonia was at a point in her life when she was studying battle techniques. She figured that it would be a dead end, but her curiosity had gotten the better of her and she decided to check it out.
Checking out the place can’t hurt anything. If it proves to be a waste of time, then I can simply leave and return to my research. Any possible way to improve my fighting capabilities is worth investigating.
Which was how Cryonia found herself at the Kindle. The gates were open, so the ice Elemi just walked on through. Her eyes curiously eyed the decor. She raised an eyebrow when she saw a common theme emerge.
This place is aptly named. The Kindle is fueling all kind of fire designs. It’s almost as if a Fire Elemi owns the mansion. Although that would be a little on the nose.
Her statement proved to be more true then she realized though. She picked some very strong ki signatures inside. There were a few of them that she recognized. One of them made her groan internally.
Of course, now it makes sense. What is he doing here? Earth is a little out of the way for him. I wanted more time to advance my research before meeting up with a fellow council member.
Well, at least she knew now that it wasn’t a hoax. If Ragnarok was the architect behind this martial arts training, then it was without question the real deal. Still, he had a tendency to annoy her sometimes. Cryonia made her way to the front door and knocked on it loudly. She waited outside, a slightly apprehensive look on her face. Well, at least she looked presentable. She suddenly realized that another person was there. She had been so distracted by sensing such a familiar ki that she completely overlooked the young human. She looked at him for a few seconds before returning her gaze to the front door.
Well, at least someone is going to have fun. That kid certainly looks eager to learn. He came to the right place, luckily for him. Hopefully he’ll be able to take a lot from this experience. Earthlings in general need to get stronger.
Sadly the majority of Earthlings weren’t very strong. Many of them didn’t even realize ki existed. The ice Elemi didn’t look down on then for it: she felt bad that the Earthlings were in this situation though. Most species knew the basics when it came to utilizing ki. This put humans and other Earth races at a disadvantage. This human appeared to be no different. From what she could sense of him, he didn’t have much power to him. He had enough understanding of ki to fly at least. But he was definitely going to need training if he was to reach his full potential.
Post by Hisashi Ikuto on Jul 21, 2017 23:13:42 GMT -5
Weighted PL: 6,902 +Heavy WC +Fight to Learn (%5)
The circumstances under which Hisashi learned of the too-good-to-be-true offer for training under those who were advertised as the Earth's best were rather.. random, to say the least. One may not even believe the story, should they so choose. The wolf girl was on patrol, as usual. It was really the only good, remotely productive time killer she had other than training. With the point she was at though, self-training was becoming less and less effective.
She was able to run for long periods, carry a nice amount of weight given her size and strength, and let's not forget that she was able to scale the lookout at one point before she even knew how to harness the wind and fly. So what happened to have her discover The Kindle’s location and the training it's owner offered was nothing short of a real blessing.
The pup dropped from a branch high above the dirt trail below her, hand extended out beneath her with her nails coming to a sharp point. The extended, bonier digits wrapped around the head of a man who appeared to be out there hunting or poaching judging by the fact he was dragging the body of a wolf behind him via a rope.
It was the animal of choice that angered Hisashi to a point parts of her appearance had changed. Her canines had grown sharp, and as mentioned before, her fingers were somewhat longer and more boney with the nails coming to a sharpened point fit for keeping her chosen prey’s head in something close to a death grip.
No words were exchanged, there was only Hisashi growling in a rather uncharacteristic way and the whimpering of the human male pinned under her. Her breathing was heavy as she tried to somewhat repress this overwhelming anger, though it clearly was not enough as her grip only slightly tightened to the point the man was starting to cry out in pain on response to the intense pressure and the feeling of the claw-like nails digging into his skin and drawing blood.
Before things could go too far, Hisashi inhaled sharply and pulled the man’s head back hard. She didn't aim to murder him but she sure as hell was gonna get her anger out in a way she saw as appropriate. With his head pulled back, Hisashi furrowed her brow and slammed his face into the dirt, then pulling her hand away she balled up her fist and punched the back of his head hard enough to knock him out cleanly.
The wind Elemi stood with a loud, irritated huff and only then did the winds start to react to her emotional state. Picking up in intensity and picking up a sorts of trash around the campsite that only now that Hisashi was capable of focusing on something other than prey looked less like a temporary campsite and more like a permanent makeshift home out there on the woods.
Before she could start to feel either regret or empathy, a stray flier smacked her right in the center of the face obscuring her vision and causing her to panic in a rather comical fashion. Arms flailing, muffled distressed noises, tail wagging sporadically, etc. She eventually reached up towards her face and peeled the paper off her face.
The pup began to relax more as she read the advertisement, head slowly tilting to one side as irritation was replaced with her usual child-like curiousity. When she finished she tucked the slightly dirtied flier into her clothes for later reference. She definitely had a trip to the city planned for later that day.
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After several hours of trying to figure out how street signs worked and asking directions from strangers that could only question her unusual appearance and lacking in ability to follow directions, Hisashi finally found the right place at a far more than convenient time, considering who else was present. A familiar scent lingered near the gates, a scent that made the wolf girl smile brightly and go searching for it's source.. Not that it would take very long.
She came up behind Cryonia, taking little notice to her surroundings as she wrapped her arms around the other Elemi for a surprise hug and greeting from behind.
Shira was in East City listening to the radio - casually reading a book just before. Now that he was out of school - he had been studying thermonuclear fusion and quantum manipulation of matter. He had plans in the works - sketches for ideas spiraling in his head. He was far too weak to do anything against the numerous aliens that existed in this vast Universe. He could barely compete against even their weakest, let alone the massive powerhouses he felt firsthand at the World Martial Art Tournament. Suddenly the announcement came for the opening of a Palace not too far off from the city. One of Earth’s mightiest warriors opening a training session for upcoming fighters? That seemed pretty promising.
Shira found it interesting. He wondered who it could be. “This’ll be a good chance for me to improve my skills. But more importantly to see how I stack up to other fighters around this planet who are untrained,” Shira thought to himself reasonably. He needed to know just how powerful he was in comparison to others trying to start out. If he really was falling as behind as he thought - then his plans may have to come to fruition despite the calculated risks involved. The Omega Project was a dangerous endeavor that would revolutionize technology on Planet Earth. It had been a long time since the Earthlings were ambitious enough to design technology to combat alien threats. They seemed more content relying on outsiders and refugees to fight for them then improving their own people’s defenses.
Such a strategy would not work for the long term though. Shira knew the day would come where the Earthlings needed to be able to defend themselves. And thus he decided to check out the ole “Kindle”. Maybe he’d meet some interesting people along the way to add to his library of data. Donning his usual black jacket over a red t-shirt with black baggy pants and boots he flew off outside of East City. The jacket was actually a piece of fashion wear as well as training gear - as his grandmother had enhanced it with magic. He was a bit apprehensive about using something like magic to help his training, but every little bit helped.
He took off with a burst of light blue light trailing behind him, the wind blowing in his face as he landed on the outside of the manor. His boots lightly touching the ground. He saw what appeared to be the Earthling from the Crane’s Dojo, and two strange and exotic women entering inside. By the powers he sensed most of them seemed to be on his level. Though he eyed the short man-child with suspicion…
Walking inside the Mansion - Shira looked around at all the fire-themed decor. He found himself quite curious with it all - finding it strange yet interesting at the same time. He called out to the others as he entered just behind them. “Hello everyone. My name is Shira," he greeted all of them with a wave. Noticing the other Earthling in the crowd- Shira greeted him specifically as well, "Nice to see you again, Ebi. Hope things have been going well for you,” Shira said, a soft smile on his face as he made himself known to everyone. He looked forward to getting to know them, though he couldn’t help but be rather curious of them all. His eyes watched carefully. He was paying attention to as much as he could so that he didn’t miss anything, wanting to store it in his mind for later reference. Just in case...
Post by Cynder(Ash) on Jul 22, 2017 18:38:15 GMT -5
Her eyes had remained closed the whole time, the entire duration of her crash landing into the grounds of the earth. Not one of her best landings but scans had shown she herself would suffer no damage to such. At any means it was a sign to her that she was indeed getting stronger and tougher. The points she could reach were but dreams in her imagination near the beginning. Now however they were an actual reality. They were an actual goal with a true possible end in sight. The thought of possibly over throwing Nasu's rule? A decent thought, but not her utmost goal. No she needed to burn the Planet Saiya to Ash, the only way to do that? She needed to learn to control the inner fire that lurked inside of her ki. She couldn't do it on her own. She needed help from a fire Elemi, the records on Saiya only had detail on one major known enemy towards them...a single fire Elemi on Earth. If Ash could just find her, maybe just maybe she could help her in a mutual goal.
She immeasurably thought of something, she had to be careful not to run into her former master, she supposed having the body of an android did have its benefits after all, she couldn't be sensed normally and could in fact scan for those she desired easily. A simple scan found quite a few abnormally strong creatures all in one location. She may show up uninvited then the others, but with how vastly different she looked she could only imagine the looks to come. Phasing into her invisibility, the nanobots reflecting whatever was exactly opposite of them. One of her own handy tricks, maybe if the rest of her kind had treated her with more respect she would desire such a world of Ash, but that was their fault. Their fault for not seeing what use she actually could be to help them. In the end however she could easily promise to have the final laugh. Something she would surely make sure of.
As she approached the other near the gate, still invisible. With the gate being open she felt free to enter in as well. Approaching the growing group, she spoke first... "Hello there? Do any of you know who lives at this mansion?" She would ask trying to make sure this was indeed the place she was supposed to be. A second or two after speaking however would she drop her invisibility, her top half mirroring that of a humanoid, her white hair flowing behind her as she watched with such slitted pupils. The main difference of her being as soon as her tail revealed, made entirely of what seemed to be an extremely hard metal. The main key feature being her lack of ki, no doubt possibly getting even the slightest of curiosities...or fears...either or she was used to. After all one did not live as an android...no would she technically be an A.I. now? No she wasn't fully artificial...not yet. Still this was quite the large group here, all possible allies against the SGK, she needed to treat them nicer..despite her true urges. "Pleasure to make all of your acquaintances, my name is Ashancynder Dragonkin or Ash for short." She would say, a slight smirk on her face, showing that despite being more than fifty percent metal, that she did show emotion.
PL: 122,146 Perm Trans - 2,809,358 Status - No Ki (Android) Used PT-1 Camouflage from beginning until aforementioned in post WC: 600
There was a large group of potentials showing up at a moment's notice nearly all at once out front. House servants were starting to scramble from their last minute cleaning duties and filed up n two rows near the front entrance as to make sure the guests were welcomed in a huge way. It was Tabitha who opened the doors before the incomers. This frailer looking woman in an elaborate dress for the occasion, hood lowered to show her grey hair braided. She gave them all a warm look with those haze eyes of hers, kindly stepped aside soon after to wave them in. She most likely just got one look at the assortment of folk outside the manor door and invited them in because, well, normal earthlings here for business didn't look like any of these have. The house maids all bowed before the guests as they'd step in.
"Oh! Come in dearies. J- Flare's just inside the garage. Big open doors to my right here. You need anything from towelettes to meals feel free to ask any of these younger staff here. I'm sure my little flame will explain everything else better than I could." The large lobby was adorned with classical furniture and decor. Some paintings ligning the wall. Embroidered wall corners and olden wooden flooring. Much like the outsides of the mansion however modern accommodations like sliding doors and hovering carts were in place. Much like the outside too were the implementation of flames; not just hanging in the air like before. Places where candles might normally had hung off the walls are replaced with literal fire springing from them. Nothing caught alight however. In the lobby itself there were a set of curved stairs leading up a floor, a closed set of doors straight across from the entrance itself under those, the left from the door bearing an open arch where most the maids would wander off into, on the other-side clearly visible a huge dining table. The doorway Tabitha was pointing them all towards had forgone most of that classical look and was worn more like industrial sized doors. Already open to reveal the vast chamber that was the Garage.
Easily making up a third of the mansion's size, the Garage had been a place where the mansion once held loads of cars and tools for maintenance was now cleaned out and spruced up to make room for the training Flare had so offered these newcomers. It didn't bare a resemblance to earthling style dojos and was actually pretty barren besides the people in the middle of the stage, working on one of the few still standing work tables, some clumps of spheroid metal nearby, what looks somewhat like junk metal from first glance off into a corner where a dozen or so lesser elemi seemed to wash up with various uses of their own element.
The few in here were the powers of notice.
"Ahh. Seems like we've company. And a familiar face..." The larger set of the figures out there stood at the ready, arms on his sides, and waited in anticipation for those to walk up. Without needing the command of their superiors an assortment of other beings, unlike in uniform to that of the basic maid outfits earlier seen on the maids, briskly jogged away from the pile they were tempering with and stood at attention. Flare was the only one sitting in a stool near the table, the rest hovering over her shoulder as she tinkered further with something in her hands.
"Huh? I guess folks are startin' to really pile on in here. Alright, cool- I don't have to worry about awkward silence and trainin' on my own, alright. Sounds good to me, I can get behind that!" The young man smiled wide, thinking to himself. He watched as a young lady joined him. She seemed...cold. Like she didn't give a damn about anything or anyone, her aura just felt like she was more an introvert than ex. Not that there was anything wrong with that, that kind of variety was what made Earth the cultural mixing tub it was. One of the planet's pro's, really. As the pale, icy female joined the party, another one entered the fray too! Well, alright. She was way more feral, in a way. She had some serious animal features, a tail- ears- and she seemed to have an attraction for the icy one. Maybe he folks were into some weird stuff; a Zoanthrope and Human? Ebi wasn't one to judge or anything, but one could hear him giggle about it to himself. And, to his surprise, yet another face joined up. This one familiar.
"Ah? Oh, well if it ain't Shira. Nice ta' see ya again, pal. I hope everythin's been good for you, too," The shortstack of a warrior turned to face his new friend from before. He didn't think he'd come by too. Then again, a chance to train with these greats didn't come often. It could only be assumed and rightfully so. "Gee, everyone here is so much bigger than me," Ebi commented somewhat sheepishly, his hand coming up and scratching the back of his neck. The teenager, who was often mistaken to be a kid, tween, or teen was hit with a minor reality check. "Keheheh...huh?" His light laugh was halted as yet another person joined up. But, she was different. Ebihan couldn't feel her out. Maybe she was one of those fighters really good at hiding their power levels. She had even introduced herself, what a lovely person.
"Nice ta' meetcha too, Ashacydapapadopolis!" Ebi responded to her quite loudly. And, horribly butchering her name. He didn't do it on purpose, but golly gee was it long. So, one could see the relief on his face when she stated how she was fine with being referred to as simply, "...A-Ash..hehe..sorry." Ebi corrected himself as quickly as he could. His cheeks flushing for a moment, though the color of crimson fading as their temporary host had greeted the large group. His grin expanded only further. "Yes ma'am!" He confirmed, looking to Flare's grannys right and walking right over. He wasn't waiting for anyone! The moment he entered the garage, he could feel Flare out right there! "Oiiiii!! Flare?! I'm- We're here for some trainin'!" He called out. His free arm extended and waving. He was self aware and knew that Flare, like most, might've missed him and looking directly over him on accident.
Cryonia got a pleasant surprise when she felt a familiar kick aura come into range. Before she knew it, she was being hugged by the wind Elemi she had befriended in the north. Cryonia turned, patting Hisashi on the head a couple of time.
“It’s good to see you again Hisashi. I’m surprised you found out about this place. It appears you’re getting used to technology.”
Cryonia was being rather formal, which was a far different attitude she had taken when she was alone with Hisashi. She still had an image that she had to keep after all. All too soon, others began to arrive. There was another human with a fairly strong power level. The most surprising of the arrivals though was that of a mechanical being of some kind. It was the only explanation as to why she didn’t have a ki signature, and it would explain the camouflage as well. Cryonia didn’t know what it was, but something about this Ash being seemed off. The ice Elemi managed to hit her emotions as usual though, and talk to everyone there.
“Well met to all of you. I am Cryonia. As for who owns the mansion, I have a good idea of who is running things. I know him quite well, unfortunately."
They didn’t have to wait long. They were guided into the mansion by an elderly woman. She led them to the garage, where they would take part in the training regiment. There was only one of them she didn’t recognize, but her ki felt similar to the people she did know in the room. She looked to each of them in turn.
“It’s been awhile Vitalerra. I trust that you have been doing well. You’ve grownup bit since the last time I was you.”
Cryonia then gave a brief bow as she greeted her prince, and likewise talked to Kerbi in a brief greeting. She then turned to the man she knew rather well. She stared at Ragnarok with her light blue eyes.
“I didn’t expect to find you here of all places, Council member Ragnarok. Is this an attempt to prepare Earthlings from potential dangers? It’s an admirable effort, although I can’t help but wonder why you’ve chosen to help this planet, considering it’s in good condition. I don’t know that one over there, but she has similar ki to you. Is she another one of your children?”
Cryonia’s gaze turned to look at the other fire Elemi in the room. Unbeknownst to her, she was the one who had set up the school. She definitely was strong, Cryonia could tell that much. she seemed to have inherited the strength that Ragnarok’s line was known for. Suddenly, things clicked together in Cryonia's head. This person wasn't Ragnarok's child. She was actually.
"So, you're Flare then. I should have put it together from the beginning. I've heard rumors within the council telling of an Elemi with incredible power. Your existence has made most of my colleagues weary of you. Now it makes sense as to why Ragnarok would be here, I must say, this has already turned out to be an interesting turn of events."
Coming to this place had been wroth it after all. If nothing else, she would get to know the person that had the rest of the Council on edge. She had yet to decide whether or not she would take advantage of this training though. She would see what kind it was before making a decision.
Post by Hisashi Ikuto on Jul 27, 2017 21:22:41 GMT -5
Hisashi gave a doofy smile and craned her head towards Cryonia's hand for the brief time she was being given the headpats she was just about always craving. “It's good to see you again too! I'm happy you're here, too. I can't wait to show off my skills!” The young pup beamed. Cryonia's formalness didn't bother her one bit, though she did take notice. The headpats and what to her sounded like praise was more than enough to keep her happy.
She hadn't noticed that there were more people gathering until the headpats had stopped. She put her arm under Cryonia's and hugged to it lightly as she turned her head to glance towards the others that had presumably come to be trained. They proved to be friendly enough just based off the general demeanor of each of them, though Hisashi never was good at reading people so that hardly mattered. She perked up a bit and acknowledged the others with a nod. “My name is Hisashi. Hisashi Ikuto!” The zoan-elemi chirped, waving towards the others that had gathered.
Hisashi stayed attached to Cryonia when she moved, blissfully unaware of any and all implications behind her hugging onto the other Elemi’s arm. When they were in the garage, she made a bit of a sour face and clenched her eyes shut tightly. Though she could get no real feel for power or pinpoint a source, all these other Elemi on the property were starting to make her senses work overtime to adjust. Oddly enough, this didn't really start to become bad until she was nearer to the stronger and more noticeable powers in the garage. Her bushy ears drooped going flat on top of her scalp and she let out a whine and brought her free hand up to her temple to give it a good rub while she clenched her eyes shut tightly. “I need a minute..” She muttered, furrowing her brow and trying to push through her sudden headache.
When she heard Flare's name mentioned the pup shook her head and looked up and around the room. It had been quite a long time since she last encountered the fire Elemi, but it didn't take her long to spot her. Her smile returned and she raised her free arm, joining Ebihan in trying to get Flare's attention. “Flaaaare!”
Shira maintained his kind smile as the assorted guests all responded back to him with their own assortment of sentiments. Ebihan seemed to be in good spirits - which made him glad. He was worried their last meeting would make the lad a bit... annoyed to see Shira here. He did have a habit of putting his foot in his mouth so to speak. Shira had made some rude assumptions in their first meeting. He was glad it wouldn't inhibit them here today. "Yeah things have been pretty interesting this week," he said with a nod. The rest of them appeared to give more... general greetings in response. That was fine as well he supposed. Cyronia - a strange girl indeed. She had a rather detached sense of conversing with everyone save for the Zoanthrope (which was its own pecularity). The one known as Hisashi seemed like such a happy individual. It honestly made Shira feel a bit more cheerful just being around their presence. What a wonderful talent that so few people in this world had.
And then there was the... real mystery of the day. A partially metallic girl made herself known - Shira looking at her with interest. "What in the... interesting...," he thought to himself. "Hello there - ASH-An-Cyn-der Dragonkin correct? Is that the correct pronunciation?" he asked with a cocked head to his left shoulder. He hoped he wasn't butchering the pronunciation. His eyes scanned the madam rather thoroughly and quickly. Her design seemed impeccable. It was obvious that she wasn't entirely humanoid - but whoever did the artistic work was clearly a genius. She seemed sentient given her choice of greeting and the facial expression she gave. So she was probably an organic being that was modified by technology rather than created by it (by his assumption anyway). Truly it was kind of fascinating to him. He also couldn't sense her ki - which was an odd occurrence. Perhaps this was by design. If so that was an incredibly useful ability. He could only imagine the applications one could use with such technology.
Truly the scientist half of him was intrigued beyond measure. His thoughts were cut short by the appearance of the elderly woman inviting them forward. Shira politely responded to her on his way in, "Thank you madame. I hope we don't cause you and........,"
"....!"
He felt his heart stop for just a moment. It processed through his brain a little more delayed than most things. This was Flare's home. They were invited into Flare's house. The fire lady from the World Martial Arts tournament. One of Shira's big martial artist crushes... He was a little overwhelmed. "I hope we aren't putting you through too much trouble," he said finishing his thought. His face was slightly red by the cheeks as the occasion kind of flustered him in slight. He wasn't expecting this.
He then sensed some pretty insane power levels as they all journeyed forward into the garage. All of them seemed to be... what was that term... Elemi? Yes that seemed like the one he had read about. "Hello everyone," he greeted Flare and her fellow Elemi with a polite bow. Thankfully none of them should be able to tell how nervous he was.
Or at least he hoped none of them could... for his sake.
Post by Cynder(Ash) on Aug 13, 2017 21:00:27 GMT -5
Everyone here sure seemed to have their own interesting qualities about themselves, maybe each one had their own potentials? Had so much really changed since she had last been on this planet? She still remembered Chris...after all it had been his training that had given birth to her access to the darkness. While she did indeed hold back, he ex-master had been smart in one part. He had made his techniques have a peculiar requirement. One of death. She would have to die to gain full access to these techniques. A trial she just wasn’t willing to make just yet. Her master may have escaped death, but he had been truly good. No doubt someone must have pulled strings for him.. She didn’t have that same luxury, she knew if she were to die, she would not be going to heaven, not for her crimes, her murders she had done. However she couldn’t deny the fun of that idea...killing those once more she had already killed before. It actually sounded quite fun indeed.
She would admit that she was a tiny bit annoyed by how much the young one had butchered her name, at least someone else had been quick to correct him on the pronounciation, according to the young one...someone by the name of Shira. Her scanners were already focused on scanning those she was seeing, their powers as well. She did happen to notice with her mechanical assets their keyed interest seemingly in her, a sense of possibly fascination in herself possibly? Her hud gave her an eighty five percent likelihood of so. It was difficult after all to determin emotion simply from the eyes after all, even with advanced technology such as her own. A mechanist at heart possibly even? There was only one true question to decide if so or not. “I can tell you have a fascination with my body no? I noticed how you seemed to be scanning it. I used to have black scales, but now as you see it is simply metal now for my tail. A very refined metal that is, a little thing I call adamantium, a combination of some of the toughest metals in the galaxy. A little touch I enjoyed upgrading my body with.” She would simply reply, friends in small places, meant more rooms to use later on for her own needs. After all, ‘friends’ helped friends no? The little things were the ones that could truly matter for her own end goals.
It seemed someone had indeed finally arived to greet them all to this mansion. However what that one female said, the one her scanners detected as a similar race to that of Tomina, a elemi. This planet she knew always did have a vast majoritiy of races, it was interesting to see how much that all continued to grow further. She was advancing off topic… It seemed that the Elemi knew who ran this place and it seemed she truly wasn’t pleased at such at all. An interesting factor that she would have to take note of once they were inside. No sooner than that it seemed, they were dead set on their arrival inside. The one who had greeted them was rather nice. As her mind processed on what she could do to increase her likeliness she spoked simply casually. “Thank you for greeting us, if I may ask for what your name might be? I like to remember the names of the friendly people I meet. That way I can’t forget their faces.” Her question would have to be answer on their way to this supposed place. Upon arival she couldn’t deny her surprise at someone sitting at the far end. Their power was indeed quite high. At least easily at a point to give her a seemingly large thrill as the numbers ranged on her scanners. This person was strong indeed...someone she actually felt rather interested in one day fighting maybe? “I see you are tinkering with something there? As a curious snake I can’t help but wonder what it is?...If that’s alright with you?” She would say trying to engage a form of small talk. Everything here felt suspenseful, heated, she couldn’t help but feel a anxiousness in the back of her mind, the small saiyan part of her genes making her have an adrenaline rush from merely the thought of fighting.
Flare perked up to Ragnarok's statement, looking away from the thing she was fiddling with for the moment and binking up at the oncoming figures. She beamed at the sudden realization of one in particular and jumped to her feet, tossing the small round disk she had to the table and rushing the halfbred pup with open arms. It'd been way too long since the two last saw eachother. The fiery lady would try getting a crushing hug on the smaller woman and shake her about vigorously.
"Ahhh! Hisashi! It's been too long! What are you doing here girl? Why didn't ya swing around earlier? How have ya been!?" The young flame wouldn't keep her too long, dropping her if she wanted and turning towards the others that would eventually come to get her attention. A shorter looking kid with a tiny power, and some other interesting looking people she wasn't quite aware of. To Ebihan, she'd smirk and look around the kid. Needless to say she was unimpressed, even by her older weakling standards she would have been.
"Looks Like I've got my work cut out for me with the whole lot of ya then. I was right in thinking some more Earthlings could use the training from moi." Vitalerra perked up as the ice cold Councillor addressed her personally. Being put on the spot made her fidget in place, her hands finding their way to her shoulder band as she'd mess with its tough leather as she spoke.
"Oh, Councilor Arlumia! Yeah, very well. Yes. I recall you've been here a while? I'm sorry, we should have contacted. Shouldn't we have? Maybe." Kerbi shot a tooth filled smile at the ice elemi, winking with is as well. As much as he was Ragnarok's son he really did go with the whole elemi thing. Since none of the lesser elemi of the crew were addressed personally Ragnarok himself waved them off to do their own things, telling them to feel free to have the rest off. They'd done their part cleaning the place up where Flare's normal servants couldn't have possibly come into play.
"Cryonia. I expect you're doing just fine up in that cold north, eh? Earth is quite the eye candy once one steps out of the ship and onto its soil, wouldn't you think? If you were to get memos you would know why I'm present anyways. Or who the girl before us is. I wasn't just pulling your leg when I boasted my blood was special but I'm a bit sore that it's not I who possessed all this... potential. She's a younger sister, and we had made deals that- Oof, hey!" By the time Flare had butted in and almost shoved Ragnarok to the side as she replaced him in conversation, scratching her chin at the ice elemi with squinted eyes. Nodding to herself in almost comedic fashion before puffing out her chest and crossing her arms.
"Aye, that's me. I've heard the whole spiel about that society from the bro here. They've got good reason to be weary, I've been through a lot of crap nobody cared to help with apparently. I gotta ask real quick though, you're an elemi too right? Are ya also older than you look like Raggy here? If so... man, that's cool. That little twerp right there is in his thirties and he looks like a damn doll, ha-ah!" Kerbi only rolled his eyes and managed to flip her the bird from behind hr, the young flame unable to see his rude remarking. Flare seemed real easy to get distracted by the things she was interested in; most noticeable now because she was just making small talk when she was really suppose to be introducing the group to this new concept. Vitalerra couldn't stand the absurd confusion and tugged at her aunt's coat, getting her to look back and away from the rather interested questioning she took with Cryonia.
"Oh. Right, ehem.- Figure you're all here from all these adverts we've been puttin' around, eh? The kid here already knows what's up. I'm willing myself, personally, to whip Earth's finest into shape because there's going to be shit going down. Without the support I'm afraid just myself and any allies I have may not be enough. It's time for us who made our homes here to rise up and defend it proper! Ya'll can call me Flare. Big red guy's Raggy. That blue kid- He's around here somewhere, but he's Unda. Kerbi's the pink one, Vitty with the poofy green hair, my self made android Jax and last but not least, WAAAAAAAY in the back there is my Auntie." She proclaimed as the older lady stepped on through to the garage to join the group, having gotten herself a cup of tea between leaving the group and coming back to. Vitalerra shuddered at the incorrectness of her pronounced name and sought to correct it herself.
"It's Vitalerra. Not Vitty." Flare stepped on back with her gang and crosed her arms between them all, ignoring almost completely the small voice the half elemi possessed. She was going to get some other things off her chest before she began assigning anything to anyone, perhaps freeing up even more space for creativity in driving these weaklings up in rank.
"I was workin' on a disc for Jax to use before ya'll came knockin' so abruptly. She wanted more... Combat options. Aside from that I'm going to say that the mansion is free range for those who choose to stay on site. I've plenty of room for ya, each and every one, so don't worry yourselves over that. I need all ye names, come on"
After his last encounter with people, the bio-android was again following the trail of his prey, the one that eluded him last time and left him to die: the kold demon Wintery, who was also part of the mercenary group Special Squadron Odrog, together with Plasma. After leaving Mount Paozu, the android headed for the Spinach Wastes and then to the Bamboo Forest. Jumping between shadows, swimming in rivers and lakes, digging inside the hot sand, all while suppressing his own energy and taking care to check every crany and nook of the places he passes. But both areas had zero signs of his hated enemy and forced him to change his route as he thought the kold could've antecipated the his hunter's movements. He was an android, afterall, and so he put too much trust on logic, thus, with the right information Plasma was easy to read. The android was now targetting the cities and other populated areas. Maybe some of this places had organized crime or other kinds of organizations that worked underground. Those could easily be taken over and worse, coorced to work for the kold demon. Perfect hideouts.
Plasma's first stop was at East city, looking at it from a hill in distance - "This place is big...too big and too loud. I don't sense many power levels there, at least not kold signatures. But that bastard may be hidding it too, better check it out in person and let my instincts do their job" - and running faster than an untrained eye could perceive, the blue android closed the distance and entered the city. His first points of interest were the alleys, where he did managed to stop a robbery, taking the robbers uncouncious to the Police Station plus five more men that were trying to sell "odd substances". But no signs of breaking-ins or hidden passages or shady clubs, where his prey could have went into. Then he tried the subway. Also not having luck with his quest but saving a child that had fallen on the rails and stopped some time to hear a rock band play at an abandoned part of the tunnels - "Damn, it was such a promissing hideout. But at least the music was cool. Let's see..." - now out of the tunnels the bio-android climbs a skyscrapper and to have a better view of the city - "...I could try see near the water. Those warehouses also look very promisi- WHAT THE...!!!"
While he was looking towards the port, a paper came flying behind him and, with a wind shift, turned back and stuck to his face. Such was the astonishment that Plasma almost loose balance. "The devil is this doing up her-...humm...fighting trainning? With the Earth's Best...? Is this the real deal, or these people are really full of themselves. Normally I would pass a chance like this but...thinking about how my last encounter with that slimy sun of a ***...rawrr...yeah, I think this could probably be very handy". Keeping the panflet with him, the bio-android go towards the local indicated on it, was rather quick as the manor was located near East City, a swift flight and he was at the entrance of the Kindler - "That's a big place, almost as big as the mothership of the SSO. I can feel people inside too...no kold demon though...that's a relief. He would already have turned them against me, that trickster"
Turning into his non-combat form and stalking around the manor, unseen and with his ki hidden, the blue android followed the high levels of power to inside the mansion. Moving quickly through the blind spots of the servants, Plasma reached the other invited and stood there, sitting on the wall next to the entrance of the Garage, observing the people there - "There are many strong people here...and some are even very much different from a common earthling. Should I introduce myself? Nah, that wouldn't be polite, better wait for the host to call" - a close inspection on the crowd got his attention - "Isn't that...Ebihan?"
- Using [PT-1] Disquise and transformed into a small, less edgy version of himself. Looks like a toy. - Suppressing PL: 5. - Using HWC
WC: 681
Last Edit: Aug 20, 2017 15:45:59 GMT -5 by Deleted
Demon Heart[x3]
Makyo Star[x10, C.]
Devil Trigger [x12]
Demon Lord [x18]
Demon King [x24]
Darkness Form [x30]
x1 Kurotatsu (Longsword), Sword of St. Nick
Mortos' Mansion (50%)
Dojo (25%), x2 MA School
x 1 Support Capsule
x 1 Kili Scanner (Advanced Scouter)
x 1 Senzu Bean (Demon Fruit)
x 1 Energy Capsule M (Kuroko)
x 1 Energy Capsule Z (Laezi)
x 1 Galactic Dragon Radar (Laezi)
Enhanced Spacepod (The Reaper), Enhanced Spacepod (The Blackbird)
Second in Command - Laezi [75%]
Special Squadron (Seid [75%], Kuroko [50%], Delphi [75%])
Baku [25%]
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