Post by Hotato on Apr 15, 2016 22:37:21 GMT -5
[PL: 29,735 / Weighted PL: 7,434 (Heavy W. 75%)]
*Saiyans Prison, somewhere in Blehbarry*
- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! - the two saiyans were laughting his guts out, the guards had tried to make them stop but Hotato made them lost courage by flaring his ki, way higher then theirs, and decided to leave the saiyans be.
- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!...ok, ok. So, the kold got back up, maddened by rage, and Tomako slaped his face with his own ripped tail! HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!
- HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I gotta say, you have some crazy stories old man, I really want to have been part of your team back in the Saiyan-Kold War - Hotato was with tears on his eyes from laughing so much at the elder's tales from his time fighting the wars.
- Well my young friend, I think if you were on my battalion, things would be much less fun. Face it, you would have killed every enemy in a few seconds, hehe - joked Tercres, comparing the power a foot soldier like him had to the power an elite like Hotato has - Oh! I rememb...*Cough, cough* - the elder starts to cough, severely.
Tercres skin turns pale, his coughs do not stop, Hotato quickly come for his aid, holding the old man torso horizontally with his head facing down to avoid him drown. Soon, blood comes out of the elder's mouth and Hotato try to think in something to do, but nothing comes to mind - 'Shit! I can not help him! If only I could get them out of here...' - the half-breed looks at the door and raise his ki in anger towards himself, towards his own incompetence. Charging a white aura pulsing of electricity, he focus his energy on his index and middle fingers pointed at the door. A drop of sweat runs on the right side of his face as he keeps charging. Grinding his teeth, he closes his eyes and when he was about to fire, he feels the touch of a hand on his arm. Tercres lower Hotato's arm and balance his head in negative - That is not how you will help us all, boy. You know this. Don not put everyone else in jeopardy just because of an old man'. Lowering his power, Hotato had to agree with Tercres, not liking it though.
Soon after Hotato turn out his power, the door opens and two soldiers enter, one of them looks brenchian and the other, Hotato remembers to have seen on the pod's in-bound computer, a konatsian. The brenchian carries a bundle of clothes and two metal bottles - The great Caesar have decided to let you saiyans free. You will be escorted somewhere and wait for your kin to pick you up - said the brenchian. Hotato was suspicious - One question: why now? - boldly asked the boy. The soldier looked at him with caution, he knew this one saiyan could easily get out of there killing every guard, even if he was to be caught and killed after - The Cerulean Empire joined forces with the Saiyan Alliance and in a gesture of good faith the great Caesar decided to free you lot. So be prepared to leave at first light, that's all. As the brenchian took his leave, his partner puts his hand on his pocket and quietly let something drop before walking way himself and lock the door. Looking closely, Hotato sees the object was a pill. He then as he go to get their new things left by the brenchian, he also get the pill, in secret - 'Ok, now to wait for a chance to deliver this to Terc...' - and before he plan a way to gives Tercres the medicine without the old man notice, his friend starts to cough again - 'That was easy' - and putting the pill inside a cup with water, gives to the elder drink. Like magic, the coughs stop after mere seconds - 'Thank you, whoever you were...that is weird to say'. With his crisis apparently gone, Tercres decides to lie down and Hotato covers the old man with the only two blankets in the cell.
- Hotato, it is your turn now, tell me another of you stories - said the fragile old man.
- Guess I have no choice then, but don't think I will tell you everything just yet. If you want to know the best stories you are gonna to stay alive until we got to Natto, you hear me? Now, what can I tel...I know!
*Vegetean Saiyan Academy, Planet Vegeta, 1575*
As soon as he stepped inside the building, he felt it: the acid smell of sweat, the metallic scent of blood in the air, the muffled sounds of fights: the screams, and cries and roars. The sensation of power emanating from it's halls. The very first impression Hotato had from the Vegetean Fighting Academy was simple - 'Here is it, this is where I belong'. The saiyan boy had a large smile on his face and energy began to pulse from him, putting full-fledged warriors on alert for the 3 years old child, even counselor Gack was surprised by the display of power.
- Boy...this power you show...have you born with it? - asked Gack astonished.
- Yes, I may have born on Natto but I went through the traditional procedure - Hotato clinches his arms and shorten his smile - so counselor, shall we get going? My body is itching, I want to fight as soon as possible.
Gack's astonishing turned into amuse with the young one's words - Hehehe, yes, let's show you to the fighting grounds - and both of them went walking on the corridors. Passing by some of the many classrooms of the Academy, Hotato could see how many different methods of teaching exists there. In one class, students were aligned on ranks looking to their teacher while he pointed to a humanoid doll and explaining how a broken rib cage affects the body; in another class, students were in pairs, sparring each other at the watchful eyes of their teacher; on another, students were fighting each other using only bare hands, in brutal and savage fashion. Their teacher was a large bald saiyan who praised them each time blood was spilled - That's the spirit! Keep going, until you can not move a single muscle! - smiling all the time, as were his students when Hotato looked more carefully.
The duo arrived at a catwalk linking the main building to a enormous dome, and so Hotato became curious:
- What is this building? - he asked.
- You wanted to see fight, right? This is the Battle Dome. This is the only place on the Academy where the everyone can freely fight between themselves, for whatever the reason they can come with. It's a sacred ground for the Academy, not even the teachers have authority inside, except their own power that is, hehehe - explained the older saiyan, looking to Hotato expecting another big smile. He was not disappointed.
The Battle Dome was really an impressive sight. Seventh meters height, almost three times in width, the walls were a ring made of white metal while the ceiling had a shining bluish-silver color. The entrance had 30 feet height and 60 feet in width, bearing the mark of the Saiyan Empire sided by the emblem of the Academy. Before entering the dome, the counselor got two capes with in one of the lockers that extended from the side wall of the entrance. And giving one to Hotato and then switching his own, he explained to the saiyan boy the meaning of them:
- These mantles are the only thing indicating you are not a fighter inside the dome. As we are here as visitors for now, I want you to use it, that will make easier for me to explain things if neither of us has the need to dodge or attack. Understood? - and seeing Hotato shutting his face he added - Of course if after my explanations you be inclined to participate, say the word and I will hold your cape for you.
The last commentary from Gack made Hotato excited again, and so the doors opened for them. Inside the dome the terrain was different from the natural landscape of planet Vegeta. Blue plants grew almost thirty meters tall and dominated the place. A light-green waterfall dropped from the higher area and formed a river that looked pretty deep to the half-breed's eyes. The ceiling was now simulating a yellow sky with few green clouds. Another thing weird was the shift in gravity, that was more intense inside the dome. But then, a loud bang sound called Hotato's attention. He flew, searching for the source, he arrives at a glade on the very middle of the dome, lots of students were stacked together, all of them wearing capes, and watching other two fighting. Every good hit was followed by a reaction and sometimes a comment from the audience, a three hits combo generated a specially good "Oooouch" followed by a "Come on rookies! Just three? Even my baby brother on the incubator fights better than you two!". Hotato descended by the audience side quietly, then one of the students watching the fight noticed him and spoke:
- Well, well, another one to play? Look guys, they are really getting younger this days - the comment as followed by laughs. When Hotato checked again, the group were composed by teenagers, while the 2 fighting were just a little older than himself. 'They probably put those two to fight as a try-out to join their group. Effective'. - So those two are fighting for the right to join you right? - asked the newborn.
- What? Of course not! Those pip-squeaks are fighting for us to bet on the results! Hahaha, join us, as if those two could belong to us! Our leader is the number 4 of the Academy, Sarada-sama. We only accept those who can hold themselves against one of us - the half-breed was surprised and a little bit upset by the answer, it could be seen on his frown forehead and warped lips - What?! Wanna join us little guy? - said the older student putting his hand on Hotato's head.
- Better yet - and removing his cloak, Hotato go to the middle of the glade and knock down both fighters at the same time and making his energy pulse like an aura on his body - Let me see if you are worth of fight me.
- Why you littl-, argh - and removing his own cape, also raised his ki and charged towards the mocking kid - DROP DEAD!!!
Coming straight at Hotato, the older student prepares a heavy punch, pulling his arm to his back and folding it as he accumulate energy. When finally in range he delivers the punch wildly, no stance whatsoever. Hotato dodges by moving the barely minimum fitting his eyes on his enemy's, that when paired, the younger boy throws his punch, a left hook that hits the older student in the face and sends him flying back from where he came. Come on Sproute, that was only one punch, by a KID! - said a tall saiyaness from the group. Hotato folds his arms and yawn - So...anyone else? - taunt the child, and in response two other students look at the saiyaness and she gave them a nod while targeting the kid with her eyes. Dropping their cloaks, the duo fly straight to Hotato, attacking with a barrage of punches and kicks, from two different sides, flanking their target. But something seems wrong in someway, as the 3 years old keeps blocking ALL of the attacks of their onslaught. 'My mother is way faster than this, and have been observing her teaching me some of her movements since I was in the incubation chamber'. After one minute, Hotato deliver a kick in each one of them and caught their foots, proceeding to smash them in each other and throwing them back to their friends, who disperse to avoid being hit.
- Huh. Not bad kid, not bad at all! You really could have made a fine addition to the group - she then begin to slowly float towards Hotato - but I can't let so much disrespect go unpunished, so prepare yourself - the half-breed check the saiyaness, and smile - I'm Sarada - she takes stance, the traditional stance of the Academy style, with her right arm and leg throw back, her left almost covering her head and right foot turned to her front - what's your name?
- Hotato - says the child as he himself takes a similar stance to Sarada, but with body arched to this front, his right hand on his belly level, his left making a punch and arm folded a little - nice to make your acquaintance.
The saiyaness was two times taller than him, that means she had way more reach than him and could attack and defend with more easy. In turn, the size difference also made more difficult for her to hit him as he had less area of contact than her. In truth, the only advantage she had on him was purely experience he thinks. Getting close little by little, they keep eyes fixed observing each others movements, trying to find an opening on the other defenses.
The stare-down continued until Sarada started to attack and a rapid succession of blows began, but without touching each other. The attacks were all faints, Sarada was using her battle experience with the objective to confuse the inexperienced boy and reveal a hole in his defenses. As for Hotato, he was instinctively moving to block Sarada's every attempt, spending his energy too fast and too loosely as he was also even trying to counter, but the range difference was becoming more clearer. And then it happened, the first hit, a sound punch from Sarada on Hotato's belly that made him flinch, followed by a kick on his chin that knocked him off ground - Where do you think you going pip-squeak? - said Sarada smiling as she tried to grab the half-breed's leg, and almost taking a kick instead, dodging by a hair's breadth but taking a kneel on her stomach - Have you called me, giant? - joked Hotato. The saiyaness was speechless, the ki hadn't just countered her rush, but was also smiling!
- Heh! - she smiled too - I got to admit, you can both take a punch AND strike back. How about we skip the pleasantry and go straight to the fun part?
- Fine by me, I'm having fun anyways, hehe - when he was about to charge his best technique, something covers his eyes - wait! wha-?! - a cloak was thrown on his head, blinding him for a second.
- I think both of you had enough fun already - spoke counselor Gack from above - Hotato needs to be alive to learn at the Academy - said him in a soothing tone.
- Sir, this is a rude demeanor of your part and I think also against the rules of the dome! - said the saiyaness pissed for the end of their fight.
- Dear, think like this: giving some time, Hotato will be stronger and a more interesting challenge, should he fall now you will have missed a good opportunity - as he was talking to Sarada, his scanner biped, accusing a rise of power level where the first defeated student fell.
Suddenly one of the fallen saiyans, Sproute, gets up and fly high, almost to the same level as Gack, and begin to charge energy on his right hand, targeting Hotato - DIE YOU LITTLE SHIT!!!!! - soon after yelling, a yellow sphere of energy appear on his hand and burst in the direction of the little half-breed. Throwing the cape away and joining his hands on his right side, the right above the left, in one fluid movement, the little saiyan begins to deploy a purple aura around him - Galick gun... - and just when the sphere was almost reaching him, he throws his hands forward - FIREEEEEEE!!!!!! - a big beam of purple energy blasts from his hands, engulfs the energy sphere and hit Sproute dead on. The result was a third degree full body burnt Sproute.
- Well done - said Sarada impressed. Turning her head to the counselor - Ok, sir, I believe you are right. Hotato, let's leave this for another hour, use this time to grow stronger. See ya - as she leaves, the other students go their friends and follow her.
Gack approaches the saiyan boy, catching the cloak and giving to him again.
- How was it? Could you feel the level of challenge here?
- Not much on the three punching bags, but that girl, Sarada, was fun to spar. The feel I had from the classes we passed by also pumped me up, specially that one with the big teacher - finishing putting on the cloak - so...can I start now?
- Of course, I will show you to the dorms, they're not very far and we can pass by the canteen to grab a snack. Get acquainted with the locations because this place will be your home until you graduate.
WC: 2,812
(Want PL for the thread with [Half-Elemi]+[LMB]+[Heavy WC]+Gravity x(the highest applicable) +Apartment bonus)
*Saiyans Prison, somewhere in Blehbarry*
- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! - the two saiyans were laughting his guts out, the guards had tried to make them stop but Hotato made them lost courage by flaring his ki, way higher then theirs, and decided to leave the saiyans be.
- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!...ok, ok. So, the kold got back up, maddened by rage, and Tomako slaped his face with his own ripped tail! HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!
- HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I gotta say, you have some crazy stories old man, I really want to have been part of your team back in the Saiyan-Kold War - Hotato was with tears on his eyes from laughing so much at the elder's tales from his time fighting the wars.
- Well my young friend, I think if you were on my battalion, things would be much less fun. Face it, you would have killed every enemy in a few seconds, hehe - joked Tercres, comparing the power a foot soldier like him had to the power an elite like Hotato has - Oh! I rememb...*Cough, cough* - the elder starts to cough, severely.
Tercres skin turns pale, his coughs do not stop, Hotato quickly come for his aid, holding the old man torso horizontally with his head facing down to avoid him drown. Soon, blood comes out of the elder's mouth and Hotato try to think in something to do, but nothing comes to mind - 'Shit! I can not help him! If only I could get them out of here...' - the half-breed looks at the door and raise his ki in anger towards himself, towards his own incompetence. Charging a white aura pulsing of electricity, he focus his energy on his index and middle fingers pointed at the door. A drop of sweat runs on the right side of his face as he keeps charging. Grinding his teeth, he closes his eyes and when he was about to fire, he feels the touch of a hand on his arm. Tercres lower Hotato's arm and balance his head in negative - That is not how you will help us all, boy. You know this. Don not put everyone else in jeopardy just because of an old man'. Lowering his power, Hotato had to agree with Tercres, not liking it though.
Soon after Hotato turn out his power, the door opens and two soldiers enter, one of them looks brenchian and the other, Hotato remembers to have seen on the pod's in-bound computer, a konatsian. The brenchian carries a bundle of clothes and two metal bottles - The great Caesar have decided to let you saiyans free. You will be escorted somewhere and wait for your kin to pick you up - said the brenchian. Hotato was suspicious - One question: why now? - boldly asked the boy. The soldier looked at him with caution, he knew this one saiyan could easily get out of there killing every guard, even if he was to be caught and killed after - The Cerulean Empire joined forces with the Saiyan Alliance and in a gesture of good faith the great Caesar decided to free you lot. So be prepared to leave at first light, that's all. As the brenchian took his leave, his partner puts his hand on his pocket and quietly let something drop before walking way himself and lock the door. Looking closely, Hotato sees the object was a pill. He then as he go to get their new things left by the brenchian, he also get the pill, in secret - 'Ok, now to wait for a chance to deliver this to Terc...' - and before he plan a way to gives Tercres the medicine without the old man notice, his friend starts to cough again - 'That was easy' - and putting the pill inside a cup with water, gives to the elder drink. Like magic, the coughs stop after mere seconds - 'Thank you, whoever you were...that is weird to say'. With his crisis apparently gone, Tercres decides to lie down and Hotato covers the old man with the only two blankets in the cell.
- Hotato, it is your turn now, tell me another of you stories - said the fragile old man.
- Guess I have no choice then, but don't think I will tell you everything just yet. If you want to know the best stories you are gonna to stay alive until we got to Natto, you hear me? Now, what can I tel...I know!
*Vegetean Saiyan Academy, Planet Vegeta, 1575*
As soon as he stepped inside the building, he felt it: the acid smell of sweat, the metallic scent of blood in the air, the muffled sounds of fights: the screams, and cries and roars. The sensation of power emanating from it's halls. The very first impression Hotato had from the Vegetean Fighting Academy was simple - 'Here is it, this is where I belong'. The saiyan boy had a large smile on his face and energy began to pulse from him, putting full-fledged warriors on alert for the 3 years old child, even counselor Gack was surprised by the display of power.
- Boy...this power you show...have you born with it? - asked Gack astonished.
- Yes, I may have born on Natto but I went through the traditional procedure - Hotato clinches his arms and shorten his smile - so counselor, shall we get going? My body is itching, I want to fight as soon as possible.
Gack's astonishing turned into amuse with the young one's words - Hehehe, yes, let's show you to the fighting grounds - and both of them went walking on the corridors. Passing by some of the many classrooms of the Academy, Hotato could see how many different methods of teaching exists there. In one class, students were aligned on ranks looking to their teacher while he pointed to a humanoid doll and explaining how a broken rib cage affects the body; in another class, students were in pairs, sparring each other at the watchful eyes of their teacher; on another, students were fighting each other using only bare hands, in brutal and savage fashion. Their teacher was a large bald saiyan who praised them each time blood was spilled - That's the spirit! Keep going, until you can not move a single muscle! - smiling all the time, as were his students when Hotato looked more carefully.
The duo arrived at a catwalk linking the main building to a enormous dome, and so Hotato became curious:
- What is this building? - he asked.
- You wanted to see fight, right? This is the Battle Dome. This is the only place on the Academy where the everyone can freely fight between themselves, for whatever the reason they can come with. It's a sacred ground for the Academy, not even the teachers have authority inside, except their own power that is, hehehe - explained the older saiyan, looking to Hotato expecting another big smile. He was not disappointed.
The Battle Dome was really an impressive sight. Seventh meters height, almost three times in width, the walls were a ring made of white metal while the ceiling had a shining bluish-silver color. The entrance had 30 feet height and 60 feet in width, bearing the mark of the Saiyan Empire sided by the emblem of the Academy. Before entering the dome, the counselor got two capes with in one of the lockers that extended from the side wall of the entrance. And giving one to Hotato and then switching his own, he explained to the saiyan boy the meaning of them:
- These mantles are the only thing indicating you are not a fighter inside the dome. As we are here as visitors for now, I want you to use it, that will make easier for me to explain things if neither of us has the need to dodge or attack. Understood? - and seeing Hotato shutting his face he added - Of course if after my explanations you be inclined to participate, say the word and I will hold your cape for you.
The last commentary from Gack made Hotato excited again, and so the doors opened for them. Inside the dome the terrain was different from the natural landscape of planet Vegeta. Blue plants grew almost thirty meters tall and dominated the place. A light-green waterfall dropped from the higher area and formed a river that looked pretty deep to the half-breed's eyes. The ceiling was now simulating a yellow sky with few green clouds. Another thing weird was the shift in gravity, that was more intense inside the dome. But then, a loud bang sound called Hotato's attention. He flew, searching for the source, he arrives at a glade on the very middle of the dome, lots of students were stacked together, all of them wearing capes, and watching other two fighting. Every good hit was followed by a reaction and sometimes a comment from the audience, a three hits combo generated a specially good "Oooouch" followed by a "Come on rookies! Just three? Even my baby brother on the incubator fights better than you two!". Hotato descended by the audience side quietly, then one of the students watching the fight noticed him and spoke:
- Well, well, another one to play? Look guys, they are really getting younger this days - the comment as followed by laughs. When Hotato checked again, the group were composed by teenagers, while the 2 fighting were just a little older than himself. 'They probably put those two to fight as a try-out to join their group. Effective'. - So those two are fighting for the right to join you right? - asked the newborn.
- What? Of course not! Those pip-squeaks are fighting for us to bet on the results! Hahaha, join us, as if those two could belong to us! Our leader is the number 4 of the Academy, Sarada-sama. We only accept those who can hold themselves against one of us - the half-breed was surprised and a little bit upset by the answer, it could be seen on his frown forehead and warped lips - What?! Wanna join us little guy? - said the older student putting his hand on Hotato's head.
- Better yet - and removing his cloak, Hotato go to the middle of the glade and knock down both fighters at the same time and making his energy pulse like an aura on his body - Let me see if you are worth of fight me.
- Why you littl-, argh - and removing his own cape, also raised his ki and charged towards the mocking kid - DROP DEAD!!!
Coming straight at Hotato, the older student prepares a heavy punch, pulling his arm to his back and folding it as he accumulate energy. When finally in range he delivers the punch wildly, no stance whatsoever. Hotato dodges by moving the barely minimum fitting his eyes on his enemy's, that when paired, the younger boy throws his punch, a left hook that hits the older student in the face and sends him flying back from where he came. Come on Sproute, that was only one punch, by a KID! - said a tall saiyaness from the group. Hotato folds his arms and yawn - So...anyone else? - taunt the child, and in response two other students look at the saiyaness and she gave them a nod while targeting the kid with her eyes. Dropping their cloaks, the duo fly straight to Hotato, attacking with a barrage of punches and kicks, from two different sides, flanking their target. But something seems wrong in someway, as the 3 years old keeps blocking ALL of the attacks of their onslaught. 'My mother is way faster than this, and have been observing her teaching me some of her movements since I was in the incubation chamber'. After one minute, Hotato deliver a kick in each one of them and caught their foots, proceeding to smash them in each other and throwing them back to their friends, who disperse to avoid being hit.
- Huh. Not bad kid, not bad at all! You really could have made a fine addition to the group - she then begin to slowly float towards Hotato - but I can't let so much disrespect go unpunished, so prepare yourself - the half-breed check the saiyaness, and smile - I'm Sarada - she takes stance, the traditional stance of the Academy style, with her right arm and leg throw back, her left almost covering her head and right foot turned to her front - what's your name?
- Hotato - says the child as he himself takes a similar stance to Sarada, but with body arched to this front, his right hand on his belly level, his left making a punch and arm folded a little - nice to make your acquaintance.
The saiyaness was two times taller than him, that means she had way more reach than him and could attack and defend with more easy. In turn, the size difference also made more difficult for her to hit him as he had less area of contact than her. In truth, the only advantage she had on him was purely experience he thinks. Getting close little by little, they keep eyes fixed observing each others movements, trying to find an opening on the other defenses.
The stare-down continued until Sarada started to attack and a rapid succession of blows began, but without touching each other. The attacks were all faints, Sarada was using her battle experience with the objective to confuse the inexperienced boy and reveal a hole in his defenses. As for Hotato, he was instinctively moving to block Sarada's every attempt, spending his energy too fast and too loosely as he was also even trying to counter, but the range difference was becoming more clearer. And then it happened, the first hit, a sound punch from Sarada on Hotato's belly that made him flinch, followed by a kick on his chin that knocked him off ground - Where do you think you going pip-squeak? - said Sarada smiling as she tried to grab the half-breed's leg, and almost taking a kick instead, dodging by a hair's breadth but taking a kneel on her stomach - Have you called me, giant? - joked Hotato. The saiyaness was speechless, the ki hadn't just countered her rush, but was also smiling!
- Heh! - she smiled too - I got to admit, you can both take a punch AND strike back. How about we skip the pleasantry and go straight to the fun part?
- Fine by me, I'm having fun anyways, hehe - when he was about to charge his best technique, something covers his eyes - wait! wha-?! - a cloak was thrown on his head, blinding him for a second.
- I think both of you had enough fun already - spoke counselor Gack from above - Hotato needs to be alive to learn at the Academy - said him in a soothing tone.
- Sir, this is a rude demeanor of your part and I think also against the rules of the dome! - said the saiyaness pissed for the end of their fight.
- Dear, think like this: giving some time, Hotato will be stronger and a more interesting challenge, should he fall now you will have missed a good opportunity - as he was talking to Sarada, his scanner biped, accusing a rise of power level where the first defeated student fell.
Suddenly one of the fallen saiyans, Sproute, gets up and fly high, almost to the same level as Gack, and begin to charge energy on his right hand, targeting Hotato - DIE YOU LITTLE SHIT!!!!! - soon after yelling, a yellow sphere of energy appear on his hand and burst in the direction of the little half-breed. Throwing the cape away and joining his hands on his right side, the right above the left, in one fluid movement, the little saiyan begins to deploy a purple aura around him - Galick gun... - and just when the sphere was almost reaching him, he throws his hands forward - FIREEEEEEE!!!!!! - a big beam of purple energy blasts from his hands, engulfs the energy sphere and hit Sproute dead on. The result was a third degree full body burnt Sproute.
- Well done - said Sarada impressed. Turning her head to the counselor - Ok, sir, I believe you are right. Hotato, let's leave this for another hour, use this time to grow stronger. See ya - as she leaves, the other students go their friends and follow her.
Gack approaches the saiyan boy, catching the cloak and giving to him again.
- How was it? Could you feel the level of challenge here?
- Not much on the three punching bags, but that girl, Sarada, was fun to spar. The feel I had from the classes we passed by also pumped me up, specially that one with the big teacher - finishing putting on the cloak - so...can I start now?
- Of course, I will show you to the dorms, they're not very far and we can pass by the canteen to grab a snack. Get acquainted with the locations because this place will be your home until you graduate.
WC: 2,812
(Want PL for the thread with [Half-Elemi]+[LMB]+[Heavy WC]+Gravity x(the highest applicable) +Apartment bonus)
