Hungry like the Wolf [Private/BG]

Tarro cracked a smile. He found Karota’s own rather infectious, her good mood kind of rubbing off on him. His dark shaded eyes lighting up as she seemed to agree to the training. His eyes followed her as she walked, his hands held out at his sides as he relaxed. She seemed a bit surprised that he wanted to learn her fighting style, even letting out a small chuckle. “Kiddo?? Ohhh… right it’s hard to remember sometimes that you’re not as young as you look, Commander,” he said with a light chuckle. It definitely was great for the Saiyans how long they managed to retain their youth. He looked forward to its benefits later in life. “Our enemies might be expecting us all to use the same styles of fighting. It’ll be nice if some of us have a little variety, don’t you think? Besides… I have a feeling your style will be a nice fit,” he said with the same smile plastered on his face. Following after her, his purple aura surrounding his body, the young Saiyan elite flew after her with a trail of light behind him.

He was pretty excited to start training. He liked Commander Karota, even though she was sometimes terrifying. He knew he had to try to make her proud in these training sessions if he was going to represent her school on the battlefield. Aside from Nasu himself the young Saiyan didn’t think she had many apprentices…

[WC: 250]
[TWC: 492]

Nasu

Tarro smirked. Aye he was a charmer when he wanted to be. In his Alliance days he was known to be a bit of a romancer. His best buddy was as well - though perhaps he was a little better since he got the mate that Tarro himself had wanted. Tarro said nothing to the Commander, though his smile widened at her tease. Maybe in another life they would have some fun. Assuming the idea of reincarnation actually existed. Tarro wasn't quite sure how the afterlife worked. And he wasn't really in the mindset to find out - not while he still had so much to do in the world of the living after all...

The former Saiyan Elite and the Commander found themselves inside the rather spacious training hall ready to begin their training. Watching her stance with a rather curious gaze (his eyebrows raised and his arms crossed) - the Saiyan soldier tried to make sure he got it down before he attempted to copy it. It seemed simple enough. Spreading his legs out with his side facing the commander, his knees bent and arms half stretched out with his hands in the shapes of claws: Tarro got the stance just right. Tarro grunted in pain and clenched teeth as Karota rushed at him with a mighty force - colliding every hit into him no matter how much of it he tried to block. The commander was scary powerful. He could have dodged if he turned into a Super Saiyan.. but his stubbornness showed here. If she didn't transform - he wasn't going to. Falling onto the floor by the end of it- Tarro was clearly beaten rather roughly. It was like a wild night in one of those Imecka hotels with that dance..- that wasn't important. He didn't have time to reminisce happy memories. And this was clearly more painful. Struggling to his feet wincing in pain, Tarro let out a quiet chuckle. "The Captain wasn't kidding... you really do... pack a punch...," he said while trying to catch his breathing. The sad thing was that was only one of her weaker attacks. 

"Alright... let's see if I can copy that...," he said, forcing himself back into the stance. Tarro then began to run forward in the same manner trying to replicate the attack.

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An hour had passed between the two as Tarro tried to continuously land the barrage of attacks on Karota to no avail. Always just a little bit off on the technique. "Damn it! This time I'll get it right! WOLF HURRICANE!" Tarro shouted as he charged at the Commander with all of his fervor. Every time he got the technique right he had taken a brutal hit. He was a little bloodied by the rough spar between the two of them as he got himself beaten down to the edge of his limits. It was a rough day for the Saiyan, but he welcomed the pain. He wanted to join the pack as it were.

On what seemed like the twentieth try - Tarro ran at Karota once more with a barrage of wild attacks. This time he really felt the primal nature overwhelm him as his body began to get in tune with the fighting style. It had taken some effort - but the former Saiyan elite was starting to get the hang of it!

[Learned BG Wolf Hurricane!]

[WC: 557]
[TWC: 1049]  

Tarro seemed glad. He had at the very least amused his new teacher… Karota was a very brutal teacher. Not much different from Tomina. At the very least it didn’t feel like she was holding back on him. Despite the power differences, and also despite the age difference: she was treating him like an equal of sorts. A fellow Saiyan trying to get stronger. She didn’t belittle him and pull her punches. She didn’t lecture him or try to make him a certain way. She merely just instructed him and left him to his own devices to try and topple the challenge. It was a refreshing change of pace to be frank. His body didn’t seem to share the same sentiment though. He took a hell of a beating, his body bruised all over and worn down. His clean armor ripped to shreds. At the very least it would absorb well and he would get a decent boost out of it.

It seemed the training was not over. Every school had a signature technique after all. Tarro’s speciality in his fighting was in using his ki to generate attacks. This training had helped him mitigate one of his weaknesses however - actual physical combat. While he wasn’t a slouch in it and he had a high power level… the former Elite had never truly shown in hand to hand skills. At least now it would seem he was learning how to fight on a higher level.

As Karota charged at him with the fist in hand - Tarro analyzing it as a simple ki blast maintained in the hand for a boost to melee power - Tarro attempted to replicate it as he clashed forward with all of his power. Channeling a yellow ki blast in the palm of his hand - Tarro charged at Karota back as the two fists converged pushing against each other. At first the blast seemed rather pathetic by comparison - her fist moving to collide into him. But the former Saiyan elite shouted loudly with all of his might as he pushed forward strength from within. “KI BLAST THRUST!” Trying to keep track of his energy and not overdo it- Tarro increased the output of his attack with his hidden reservoirs and managed to mitigate the damage of the attack quite a bit. Now it would have been a minor wound for what could have been a deal breaking blow for the young Saiyan Warrior.

He was pushed back five meters - struggling to catch as his breath yet still seemingly he could go for more. This had been fun. “Alright… now let’s see how I can apply this in a real fight…,” he said whilst powering up. Veins bulged from his forehead as his black eyes began to shift into their bright teal. The Super Saiyan golden hair replacing the simple dark black hair of a few moments with a swift transition. A golden aura surrounding his body as his muscles bulged outward. One could feel the immensity of his pressure in this form. While it was nothing compared to the power Karota would soon reveal, it certainly made him feel damn good for the moment.

“Let’s have a go with our Super Saiyan forms…,” Tarro said with a widened grin, his nerves shaking in slight with anticipation. This was going to be fun. His side facing his new teacher as his legs spread out and his hands making the claw like stance - the second round would soon begin…

The two would battle it out for quite some time.. Tarro’s enhanced fighting finesse allowing him to give Karota a better fight as the two clashed powers. Eventually her overwhelming power and experience won out… but Tarro was glad to have earned himself a proper fight. Perhaps someday her pupil would get the honor of fighting her at her full power.

[Used Saiyan Spirits to clash with Karota's OT-1 for roughly 80,000 PL vs. around 115,000 which left a remaining 35,000 for Tarro.]
[Tarro learned Special "Ki Blast Thrust" with his BG Tier]
[Transformed into "Ascended Super Saiyan" for 2,240,000 PL to off-screen spar with Karota in her FPSSJ form.]
[WC: 650]
[TWC: 1699]

[Nasu can end the thread after this post. PL for me plz.]