The Spark of the Torch [Garick/Private/Mansion/x10 G]

And so he had finally arrived. Tarro had called him here in order to push the man to his limits, to see if he could help him realize his true potential. Some Saiyans needed a breakthrough moment to really began realizing their true inner potential as the elite warrior race. Once they learned how to transform into Super Saiyans, things would only continue to skyrocket for them with enough effort. Tarro just had to get him to that point, so he could evolve beyond. Tarro could tell that he had training weights on, as his power level felt a lot weaker than it had prior during the fight with the foolish Great Ape. A smart choice, but it would make this training session even worse for him. Tarro smiled. It was amusing to him, as his sense of remorse was nonexistent. It would be good for the soldier.

Hopefully Tarro wasn’t wrong, and the guy really did have potential to unlock. If not then he would feel horrible about killing a soldier by accident with over-training. But he was sure that wouldn’t happen. Tarro’s voice pushed inside the Garrick’s mind, as he used telepathy to communicate with the outside Saiyan. {“The door’s open. You can enter, rookie,”} Tarro said, his voice a bit light and amused. He had left the door open (as they usually did honestly). There were few people on the planet to worry about in terms of power, as Tomina and Tarro were among the strongest on the Planet. And the few who were above them were on civil (if not friendly) terms. No one had the daring or the will to touch them and their family.

{“Go up the stairs and take a right. From there it’s the the third door on the left.”} he would instruct him so that he could find his way towards the Gravity Chamber, where Tarro was. The first thing he would see was Tarro still deep in meditation, his yellow aura continuing to flicker and flow across the room. His focus wasn’t broken, despite the fact that he was giving directions and communicating with the man. Tarro lacked the same physical strength that Carva had, but his mental concentration and tactical awareness was miles apart. He was much more like Karota than Miso in terms of fighting, relying on techniques and finesse rather than brute power.

WC: 403

Thread PL: 372,863

Tarro let out a small chuckle as Garick cried out, wondering where he was. It was amusing how many Saiyans were unfamiliar with telepathy. {“In your mind, you idiot,”} he responded simply and bluntly. Tarro was a very harsh person, especially from people he expected things from. He would help this Garick fellow reach his full potential, even if it killed the lad. Maybe he would harden in Hell, was his sense of logic. {“If you wanna be a strong Saiyan, you should gain more focus in your mind, as well as your body. Both of these things are essential in mastering Ki, which is what’s going to make you stronger. Muscles only get you so far. I can tell you’ve trained your body hard, but you need focus. Mental training is what will help you ascend to greater heights,”} Tarro would continue to lecture him as he made his way through the mansion. Tarro could sense him stop however, making the Saiyan raise an eyebrow in confusion. What was he doing now?

Little did Garick know the mental connection was still going strong, and so when he muttered his doubt that he was married to Tomina, a vein popped up in the Major’s forehead. {“You know I can hear you, right!?”} Tarro would shout in his head loudly. No doubt it would hurt to have such a loud voice ringing in his mind, but such was the circumstance of pissing him off. The connection would break just as the Saiyan finally made his way to the gravity room, watching Tarro in the midst of his meditation.

Tarro could feel the lad’s energy rise as he prepared some sort of attack. Tarro could only help but be amused. The man had balls, Tarro couldn’t doubt that for sure. Tarro stayed still, waiting for the attack to come. Tarro didn’t do anything, rather maintaining his meditation without a scratch as the attack tickled. “As I was saying before. Mental training is what will help you ascend to greater heights. Look at me for instance. I could have blocked that attack with ease, but I’ve trained my mind to sense my surroundings and the threats around me. I still have to think fast, but my awareness on the battlefield is one of the best in the Kingdom. I could sense that attack’s weak power and conserved my energy, not even bother wasting time or energy against it. Instead… I can do this,” he would speak, breaking his meditation as his eyes opened to reveal their serious, black shade.


Within what would appear like an instance, Tarro would appear in front of Garick, unleashing a punishing blow to the stomach that would leave him in a lot of pain. Tarro held back just enough to give the lad conscious, but it was enough to hurt plenty. He would not be getting up for a little bit. “Lesson One: Don’t antagonize someone whose a lot stronger than you. That was your mistake against the Oozaru of that one Recruit. You provoked him and forced a superior officer to jump in and save you. Some of us would have just stood back and let you get hit.

I’m not saying you have to cower and run every time you’re facing someone a lot stronger than you. But be smart. Use your brain. Calculate the risk versus the reward of every action, and learn to do it without losing your response time,” Tarro would say. This would help Garick a lot. He would learn a true warrior’s mindset. Bravery was commendable, until it delved into the realm of stupidity. Tarro constantly judged every decision he made in combat, thinking ahead of his opponent until he found a clear strategy to winning. A lot of the times in serious combat, he would dodge his opponents and refrain from attacking until he got a good summation of the opponent’s abilities.

It was only in training that he was a bit more direct, as his competitiveness and his drive to prove himself outweighed his sense of reason.

WC: 693

PL: 372,863
Health: 931,500/932,157 (I rounded down a bit, truthfully it's a little higher)

Tarro took the attack head on, taking little to no damage.
Tarro then responded back with:

[IN][SOT-2] Final Blow: The user launches themselves forward, and in an instant, delivers a hard punch to the opponent's stomach. Should it hit, it will probably wind the opponent. [50% Damage]

Of course to keep from killing you he suppressed himself right at the point of contact. The attack comes out to 3,535 Power/186,431 Speed

Tarro felt the vibration of his fist as it collided hard into Garrick’s stomach. Despite holding back, it was still enough to send Garrick to his knees. The recruit had a long way to go. Tarro didn’t even hit him with 2% of his normal striking power, and yet here he was on the ground helplessly spewing his guts out. Though in the recruits defense he would have had to use closer to 10% if he wasn’t wearing weights. Good on him for training his body with hard dedication. To be sure that it stayed that way Tarro glared at Garick, his dark yellow aura surging intensively with the power of one of Nasu's majors. “If you take off your weights during this training session, I’m going to turn Super Saiyan and make you regret it, understand? I’m not giving you a handicap. This is how you’re going to progress. You’re going to want to die, but that’s how you know it’s pushing you…,” he would say as the gravity turned on. The house normally regulated the gravity to normal levels for relaxation purposes despite the twenty times gravity naturally occurring on the planet. But now Tarro had brought the gravity out.

“I could tell in the Oozaru fight you’ve yet to fully acclimated to the gravity here. That’s part of the problem. So this session is two-fold. We’re going to train your mind, and push your body to its breaking point!” he said sternly. Tarro cracked his neck some, laughing a little bit as he prepared himself. “Don’t worry. I’m not totally without mercy however. We’re not just going to fight.

Instead we’re playing a game…,” he would trail off, leaving a silence in the conversation as his lips formed a rather wide smirk. This game was not going to feel very fun, nor was it going to seem easy. “You waste a lot of your movements. The way you fight is very linear. So we’re going to work on how you move. The decisions you make in a fight.

The game is this: If you catch me, you win. You cannot destroy the house. Other than that there are no rules,” he would say with a chuckle. He lowered his power level in accordance with Garick’s. He was playing fairly so that the guy had some chance of success in this mission. He readied himself as the games would begin. Tarro wondered if Garick could make him break a sweat. He supposed he’d have to find out.

But this training was going to be intense, and he wasn’t going to make it easy by any means!

WC: 458

“Oh trust me. I know just how to give a beating. You wouldn’t even get a Zenkai from it. You’d just be unconscious before you knew it. So make sure you stay true to your word, and keep those weights on,” Tarro would say a bit harshly. Tarro laughed as Garick seemed a bit confused about his training game. It was a rather unorthodox way of training someone, but then again Tarro was kind of an unorthodox Saiyan. “Trust me, this will help you a lot,” Tarro said with a chuckle. These games were important for developing his critical thinking skills, and allowing him to take his mind off the gravity. These things would help him down the line.

Tarro said nothing as the recruit fired two energy attacks at him. Tarro could immediately tell what his strategy was. The first attack hardly mattered. It was the second one that Garrick was counting on. Not a bad start, but a bit simplistic. “Give me some credit… You’re going to have to try way harder than that,” Tarro said as he evaded the first attack with an afterimage, appearing against a wall. Bouncing off the wall he dodged the incoming melee attack, leaving Garick to crash into the hard steel.

“Such a simplistic strategy. Hopefully you can come up with something a bit more creative! And soon!” Tarro would say with a sigh, looking rather bored.

WC: 238

PL: Same as Garick's due to suppression.

Used ST-1 Dodge to completely evade the first attack. Used a Melee Dodge to easily evade the second.

(Note for Staff: Me and Garick are practicing "Screw the Rules, We have Plot!" xD That's why you might see our mechanics being a little weird.) 

Tarro let out a light chuckle. He was amused for sure. The man had guts, that's for sure. Tarro was not going to let himself be
outdone by a simple recruit however. The man had a long way to go before he could stand toe to toe with the Major. He was certainly being more creative, trying to use these larger ki blasts to limit the area around Tarro. For a normal opponent this move would be enough to do him in. But Tarro was on par with Karota in terms of sensing his opponents and evading their movements. For him dodging these ki blasts was easy, even with their size. “Still too slooooow,” Tarro chimed as he continued to shift from side to side against them, moving far enough away from them that they did nothing to touch him. “And the sad part here is I’m only using two percent of my actual power here… Even with weighs on… this is getting pretty sad,” he said as his face got rather serious. Tarro was being a real dick, and he knew it. But good things came to those who waited. If Garick endured through his tough regiment, he would soon discover he was full of potential. “Surely you have less obvious tricks up your sleeve. A simple ki blast barrage, even with a larger explosive range, is an easy technique to counter. Meanwhile you’ve wasted precious stamina. If this wasn’t a game, I could take you out with ease right now since your defenses are weak…,” he would lecture him as he didn’t even lose a breath. He wasn’t even using his full speed yet, not including raising his power level. Garick still had a long way to go.

But he wasn’t expecting what came next.

Garick rushed at him, his energy rising a bit as he aimed to hit Tarro with this next attack. “The first attack was another feint!” Tarro said a bit surprised. It was also fairly fast. To Garick it would appear he punched Tarro right in the face, a sign of his victory and completion of the game.

But his form proved intangible, phasing out of existence. It was an afterimage. Tarro stood on the other side of the gravity. “Well… that almost had me…Heh. You’ve got determination… I’ll give you that, recruit,” Tarro said. He wasn’t out of breath, but that was still a pretty good amount of energy he used. It was risky, but it had almost worked (despite its simplistic nature). “Add in a little more subtlety to your moves, and you might just win this game…,” Tarro said with a grin. 

WC:451 
Stamina: 5/5 -> 4/5 

(Tarro uses ADV Dodge to evade the AoE attacks) 
(Tarro uses ST-1 Afterimage to evade the punch!) 

“Mad, recruit? Did you think hitting a Major like me would be that easy?” Tarro said. His voice was rather condescending given the harsh tone.

“I may not have the same battle power as some of the bastards in the Kingdom, but I sure as hell have the skill of any one of them. You’re tangling with the successor of the Wolf School,” he said with a bit of pride in his voice, his face cracking a cocky grin.

“Sorry to say but I’m already giving you a handicap. You just have to try harder, try smarter.”

He wasn’t pulling his punches here. If Garrick wanted to be a real soldier, he was going to have to improve a lot. He was still fighting like a random street brawler, rather than an actual warrior. Warriors weren’t just about speed, strength or even what techniques they know. They needed brains. It is not always the warrior with the highest power level that wins.

As the claw headed toward him, Tarro leapt up to the ceiling to avoid the incoming attack, bouncing off the ceiling with his hands, Tarro launched himself towards the untrained Saiyan warrior (who was gathering his ki).

“If you think you can just charge up and your opponent will let you, then you haven’t paid attention to a single battle!”

Tarro gathered ki in his fist, forming a ki blast which he kept locked inside his grip. He thrusted his fist forward to punch the Saiyan in the stomach, and if it connected then it would explode and launch him against the wall of the chamber.

WC: 273

1st Action = Melee Dodge against Claw
2nd Action = Launching OT-1 Special Ki Blast Thrust (30% of his PL) at Garrick!