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Finally! After two years building it, it's almost completed! It took a long time, but I'm finally going to be able to go on that expedition!
Demalia was currently putting the finishing touches on the family spacecraft, which she had built from the ground up within her portable shed. Which of course was in a separate capsule from the one where she kept the actual ship. The hardest part had been building the frame and the circuitry from the ground up. The ship had to be assembled enough to be safely stored in a capsule, otherwise it could have potentially gotten damaged enough to have to start the process all over again.
Demalia had her protective gear on, including a helmet that protected her from the flames of her blowtorch. The heavy gear was so constricting and made it much harder to move. Although it provided very good protection from the elements. Demalia was just welding the final circuitry to the gravity chamber room. Demalia wanted to continue conducting an experiment she had been working on for awhile during the expedition. She always had to keep herself busy in some way. She got too restless when she didn't do anything for a long period of time.
After sealing the last panel into place, Demalia took off her helmet. She turned off the blowtorch, wiping off the sweat that had accumulated on her forehead. with her arm. She was sure she had gotten everything right, although she would have to let it cool down before she attempted to use if. It would be ready within a day: that was long enough for things to be safe. Flying the ship during this time was a risky proposition too. She wanted to make a few tests to make sure that all the systems had synched together properly. Demalia exited the ship, making her way back outside.
Her mother and father were waiting for her out there, having packed everything essential for their trip already. In just a day, they were going to go on an expedition to go out into far space. Demalia's family was tasked with finding out as much as they could about other life forms and get as much information as they could on them. Establishing peaceful relations was also a key objective in this mission. Demalia put the ship and shed back in their capsules, leaving them out in the open field where they were going to take off from the following day. Cryonia's father looked at the capsules, and excited gleam in his eye.
"I never thought I'd get to go on a voyage like the Demons of old did. This is under much better circumstances though. As per tradition, every ship is going to need a name." Demalia's mother placed her hand on her chin, tapping it as she looked over at her daughter.
"Demalia, you did the most construction and designed a good majority of the features. Since you've put the most into constructing the ship, the naming rights are yours."
Demalia looked down at the capsule in her hand. Honestly this had been something she had been thinking about for awhile. It had to have just the right name. After slipping away the capsules into her pocket, she gave her parents her answer.
"We're traveling the stars aboard the Triad. There are 3 of us, and that name is very fitting for our family."
Demalia looked at her father and grinned widely. Solon threw back his head and laughed, much to Floria's annoyance. She crossed her arms, letting out an aggravated sigh.
"I trusted you with naming the ship because I assumed you would name it something sensible. Naming it after 3 of the most notorious demon warlords to ever live is anything but sensible." Solon managed to stop laughing, chuckling as he stared at his daughter in amusement.
"That's the most sensible name for a ship I've ever heard in my life. I'll feel right at home with the Triad." Demalia turned to her mom, her grin still on her face.
"I'm not going to name it something like the Solflower. I've worked hard on this ship, and I'm not going to fly around in something named after a common plant."
Her mother sighed, pressing her hand against her face.
"You've never respected certain traditions. It can't be helped though. Although honestly, a Tuffle ship that doesn't have a planet name isn't a Tuffle ship at all!"
Demalia covered her mouth to stifle the giggles that threatened to come out. Her mother's love of old fashioned traditions often resulted in antics like this. Although this time around it was rather funny. This moment with her parents was a memory that Demalia wanted to hold onto forever. It would have been perfect if it wasn't accompanied by what would be likely the most painful memory she would ever have.
Sleeping inside her shell, lies the Ocyrian that was slowly causing quite the attraction. The fearsome, the dreading, the blood-thirsty.... Aurora Ragnar. Having her legs propped up against the door, she would softly rest with her eyes shut. After destroying an entire village in pure rage and cleaning herself up using only water and rags... She was ready to unleash whatever fury she had left in her soul. It was so peaceful being inside her pod without any disruptions. She had left her pod on auto-pilot along with Qui Jon's too follow her. However, things wouldn't be going as planned.
Comets would shower over the beautiful planet as her pod would arrive to match the comets. A bit of mist would leak into the cabin, causing her to sniffle her nose. Smelling the strong fumes that would emit. Her eyes would slowly open up, smelling that minty fresh air being released. Aura let out a soft yawn, licking her lips to naturally give them a soft layer of saliva to relieve that chap feeling. She would stand up in the small pod, stretching her limbs to get herself ready. "Mmmmm... I feel so hungry... I should head down there and get some food... But what will be my meal?" sucking her teeth a bit from the thought of food~. Her pod settled in the atmosphere that held her ship in place like a satellite. The planet was indeed beautiful for what it was. Aura would walk forward a couple steps to view it. "Someone with common sense would envy a home world like that... One that has a shitty wastelandish one, at least," she softly said to herself, gliding her fingers against the glass. She did indeed envy that beauty it gave off. Nemu was once apparently like this but not anymore! It was all but a dream for her anyways.
Aura would let her body fall backwards into the seat, dialing a few keys into the computer to hook up with Qui Jon. 'Alright, let's get this star-' pausing in her mind as an error popped up on her mini hud. What? This must be a glitch... Qui Jon was following her throughout this entire journey. There's no way he could've lacked behind! He had his tank full! She grinds her teeth together, feeling a hint of rage as the radar detected no other pods nearby. "That... idiot! He fucking fell behind! How could he be so fucking stupid?! This was his chance to train himself!!! GAH!" slamming her fist down on the keys as she would notice another error from too many keys being slammed down at once. Honestly, this was his chance to come forth! Aggravating as hell! What the fuck?!?!?!
These thoughts would flow through her mind as she sat there trying to remain calm somehow. She was still hungry too which added fuel to the fire. A fire that was strong and very uncontrollable to a certain degree. The young Ocyrian would tap her fingers against the armrest, thinking of a plan. "Now that my partner is gone... Things have just gotten worse... I need to see if this technique of mine works still..." saying to herself as she chanted to herself a few Ocyrian words. Slowly but surely, her body began shape shifting.. Changing it's form into something different! Becoming smaller in size and visually different... She would for a few moments become a tuffle by appearance!
[Tuffle Form from Shape Shifting]
Her appearance more soft and gentle in a sense, she would look at herself in front of the glass window... Seemingly shocked by how she looked. "Huh... So this power still does work huh? Interesting. I should be able to fit within the Tuffle society well for now," chuckling a bit but only giving herself a smile!
She would give herself a rather calming look to herself. No grins, no evil looks, but actually admiring her imagination! "You know... I don't really feel evil looking like this! This is good... Maybe I will learn a lot from these people..." softly saying to herself. It was as if she was different in emotions as well but deep down... She was still that crazy and murderous being. She was just good at acting was all! She would quickly transform herself back, returning to her base form! "Ahhhh... Much better! I hate looking so fucking small!" chuckling to herself! She would type a few keys into her console keys, "Alright! Let's go! I'm ready to fucking eat!" before launching the pod towards the planet! She would slam herself in, the pod racing now towards the surface! Doom was approaching and this planet had no idea! Aura felt the pod shaking rapidly, getting the chills of landing and what would be around her.
Finally, seeing the ground through her window, she would left off a chuckle. "Hehehe... Too bad you're gonna miss out Qui Jon... I'll be having all the fun!" she said to herself. Within a few seconds now, she was about to land. She would grip her safety handle and prepare for impact. BAAAAMMM~!!!!! The pod would impact hard against the ground causing a major crater too form!
An ambiance would escape the air, letting off the chilling feeling of an extraterrestrial vibe. As clouds of dust were beginning to clear up... The pod would make it's appearance visible towards the world of Plant. As things were about to get even stranger... The pod would slowly open itself up and emit a thick layer of mist within. The mist made the cabin completely hard to see through. It was perfect for the predator within. Aura would slowly stand up, the AI within speaks out loud for whoever was near to hear, "Atmosphere levels, normal. Oxygen levels, safe," then a loud beep would be heard. It was clear that it was safe now. If it wasn't... The pod would quickly shut itself. However, once the mists began to clear up... A figure slowly stepped out that would surely forever change the life of any tuffle nearby. This was the mistress of death. The Mistress of hell itself. A smirk would escape her lips, looking around above the borders of the crater, "Ah... So good to be here... Time to show Planet Plant why Ocyrians are the predators of their food chain!"
Demalia and her parents didn't get much of a warning before the spacepod crashed down. None of them had the ability to sense energy. Not even Solon, who's species was fairly proficient at that kind of thing. The Demons had integrated into Tuffle society so successfully that some of them had forgotten that particular ability. If it weren't for the fact that the pod was rather loud on its approach, then it would have landed on them. When they looked up and saw the vessel approaching, there was only one logical thing to do.
"TAKE COVER!" They all ran as far as they could away from it, then threw themselves onto the ground. The impact was as strong as they expected it to be. Even though the pod had slowed itself down slightly, it didn't exactly have very advance landing gear. If they weren't made of study material, then attempting to land in one of them would be suicide. Demalia and her parents climbed to their feet, turning as they watched what appeared to be an alien exit the ship. She looked similar to them in some ways, but was considerably taller then any of them. She even towered over Demalia, who stood at 4'7. Unfortunately they weren't able to hear the remark that the visitor had made to them. Flora approached the apparent Tuffle, concern laced on her face. Demalia and Solon stayed back though. Something felt off to them. Although they couldn't quite place what it was.
"I don't like this Demalia, not one bit. Stay behind me." Demalia nodded as her father walked forward, staying in between Demalia and Floria. Both Solon and Demalia were being cautious for one reason. They weren't sure what species they were dealing with. There were quite a few species that looked remarkably similar to one another, and since they couldn't sense energy, they couldn't tell what this person was. It was quite possible she was from a more violent species. Despite this risk though, Floria stood at the top of the pit, calling down to the visitor.
"Are you okay?! You came in rather hot, so I wouldn't be surprised if you got any injuries. You look fine, but you could still have a concussion."
The air was so calming and peaceful here... Feeling the breeze against her cheeks made her slowly rub her own cheeks, smirking to herself. "Such a great feeling. Death stenches the air. Tonight will be fun...." she said laughing to herself. She sensed three heartbeats nearby! So weak and pathetic! This would make the woman grin as the figure would approach. She knew exactly how to prepare for this! As the man approaches the end of the crater, she would rub her arm... "Ahhh... That hurts!" whimpering a bit too get into acting. She was going to outplay this fool. He would shout if she was okay and pointing out the obvious shit which was kinda annoying. However this would end very soon.
She pretended to show pain in her face, "Gah! Y-Yeah... I'm okay!" shouting back as she slowly pulled her arm up. She was about to pull forth a cruel move... She would raise her arm up towards his direction, "My arm... It feels so numb! I-I can't feel it..." but that would all change... She would watch his reaction, quickly forming her fingers like a finger pistol and firing a ki laser quickly towards him! Aiming for the poor male's chest! This laser would travel at a rapid speed! Possibly faster than his own reaction time! She gave the man a smirk, clearly showing a sign of violence to her blood. She was going to do something to him... Something towards his corpse once she was done. First, she needed it.
She would watch as possibly the laser would land it's shot, laughing a bit maniac like to see her prey fall before her! She would see the tips of her fingers smoking up from the ki laser. This would make her giggle and rest her hand on her hips. "Awwwww... Did I kill you?! My apologies! Oh well! You'll serve a good meal for me!" chuckling out loud as she flew up and out of the crater. She would land right next to the victim if he was still there of course. She would cross her arms and gaze her hunter eyes towards her prey. These guys were in for it. "So... Which one of you will be the side of my dish? This man here is simply but an entree~!" giggling to herself as she looked towards them. They were both incredibly small... She was a foot taller than girly looking one.
"I assume you're tuffles! Ah... Perfect for me then! Tuffle flesh is so to savior for! Man... I haven't had tuffle flesh since I killed those space explorers who wandered on my home world! Oh yes... Time for a good feast tonight," she said with her evil words, licking her lips in the feeling of hunger raging her stomach. She was now waiting for the reaction! 'Damn fool! Missing out on a feast! Not too sure what this one is but... he looks yummy!' thinking to herself. Such a shame, such a shame.
Eight hours it said. Eight hours it had been. He'd been sitting in the seat of that damned spacepod for eight hours, watching the stars pass along with many planets and even weaved through asteroid streams manually, saving himself from certain death. He was going as fast as he could possibly go, yet he knew what Aurora would say when he finally DID make it. "Where the fuck have you been, Meatstick! You're late!".
He chuckled a bit. The fact of the matter was that he knew the female better than most people did. He knew she had a firey temper, almost as bad as that red headed tailless monkey back at the arena. He could see it now. She would be sitting there when he arrived, amongst a pile of broken corpses, likely munching on an arm or something. She'd best save him some was all that he knew.
He didn't think so much of the extra time he spent flying through space, and he'd actually been tempted to take a nap. But as he looked out of the window of his Spacepod, he would notice something rather odd. The thing is, when you travel through space you end up seeing plenty of different sights, sights such as constellations far off in the distance. The explosions of stars going supernova millions of light years away. Unexperienced Space Travellers wouldn't notice it because it all blended together.
Qui was smarter than that though. He noticed that the stars seemed to be repeating, and he knew he'd passed by the same damned horse constellation at least ten times. He narrowed his eyes. Qui knew that something was up but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
He leaned forward in the seat of his spacepod, the springs beneath him creaking. "What...the...Hell?" He thought to himself, then leaned back and looked up at the monitor of the spacepod, which would normally show him an accurate depiction of where he was in relation to his destination. Strangely enough, the map would be scrambled. It would be replaced with static. He shook his head. "Somethin' ain't right here. That map normally should show me my destination, yet it's almost as if it's defective! Hrmf...I swear, if I find out that salesman sold me a bad pod, I will hunt him down and tear him to shreds. He growled like a feral animal.
But soon, something would definitely appear on the screen, much to the chagrin of Qui. He was annoyed at the fact that he wasn't at his destination, but at the same time curious as to who was trying to communicate with him this far out in space. His questions would soon be answered as the image on the screen would clear.
Upon his screen, it would appear to be a shadowy figure with two glowing, red slanted eyes on either side of what would appear to be a triangle shaped head. Honestly, the thing looked like a demonic bird-like creature. When it spoke, it hissed and it's voice was deep. "Good evening, ssspace traveller. You ssseem to have ended up on the wrong ssside of the galaxy. I am sssure you will find our hossspitality to be quite welcoming!"
He stared at the monitor for the longest time, those red eyes narrowed in thought. First of all, why was this creature offering it's hospitality to him? He was always wary of such things but this creature looked like a bird...and if he wasn't mistaken, those winged creatures? They were quite tasty. He grinned slightly and responded to the strange alien. "Your hospitality? Hrmf. Unless you can get me where I'm goin', I ain't got no use for ya. Now move your..." the ship would suddenly materialize before Qui's spacepod. The ship looked exactly as Qui imagined...huge. Green. It appeared to be a "war ship". "...ship."
The alien upon the screen's eyes narrowed as it's hospitality would be rejected by the big, gruff Ocyrian. It would growl under it's breath and a long, serpentine tongue would pass between it's lips. "Sssee, you don't ssseem to underssstand. You don't have a choice. You're being tractored aboard our ssship at thisss time. We would sssuggessst that you sssurrender your belongingsss. You can avoid a lot of trouble if you do!"
The stoic Ocyrian sat aboard his own spacepod and leaned back comfortably in it's seat. His hands folded in his lap, he thought to himself that this was the gist of his plan anyway. After all, there were bound to be more of those idiot bird creatures aboard that ship, and he could likely make it up to Aura with one of her favorite things. Food.
A few minutes later, he found his spacepod surrounded by these same alien creatures. Upon getting a closet look at their bodies, he'd notice that along with their extra sets of eyes they would also all possess a set of wings and another set of arms each, with long black lizard tails.
The warrior's pod opened with steam pouring out of it's hatch, and he'd step out of the porthole one foot at a time. He cracked his neck as laser beams all became trained on him. He looked down upon those birds, shaking his head. "Really? Ya'll look like ya'll want trouble, and ya see, that's not good. Not good for any of you but I suppose it's true what they say when they speak of "bird brains"." Even with the laser sights trained on him, he would laugh.
Suddenly, the soldiers would part and through them would step a taller bird-creature with a large wing span. These creatures looked like demonic space crows, and this one? He was obviously the leader. He introduced himself politely. "I sssee you've found your way onto our humble ssshi-"
Qui's brow arched as he interrupted the creature. "-do all of you people share the same speech impediment? And it's not like I had a choice, you did tractor beam me up here. What the hell ARE you, anyway?"
"They call usss..." the alien hissed, coming closer to the huge Ocyrian. Two others would examine his spacepod, conversing in a foreign language about it. "-Tenguriansss. We are the inhabitantsss of the Planet Crow in thisss sssystem. It was dessstroyed, ssso we are forced to loot and plunder ssships. We-"
Qui rolled his eyes and exhaled sharply. "Blah, blah, blah, blah. Do your kind ever know when to shut yer got damned yaps? I have somewhere to be, a dinner date if ya'll will!"
"Oh really? Don't know how you're gonna get anywhere with no ssship!" Every bird in the bay would laugh maniacally, and the two who were looking at the ship would grab Qui, one on each arm. The leader would command them. "Take thisss fool to a holding cell! Now!"
"..." the Ocyrian's eyes would dart back and forth, then he'd chuckle. He'd look one of the Tengurians straight in the eyes, speaking forebodingly. "...you don't wanna do that, son. You don't know what I am, do ya?" He grinned evilly, and his ki begin not to flare, but to expand from his body as his tattoo began to glow a deep red.
Minutes Later
The alarm was blaring throughout the ship as Qui slammed the head of the last remaining Tengurian over and over into the control panel. The man from Nemu was surrounded by blood and broken corpses, his own body covered in their red blood. However, the ship had begun it's self destruct sequence and Qui looked around the control room. He calmly turned. "Oh well. That was boring. I guess I should leave and go about my business now."
He would calmly make his way toward his spacepod, strapping himself back into it's seat and punching in the coordinates once more. He needed to make it to Plant double time now, and he'd brought along a sack full of bird's wings for his partner to gnaw on. He grinned and left the ship just as it exploded.
Later on, Qui would wander upon the scene between Demalia, Aurora and the girl's parents. He looked at the three, in the most casual of ways and then at Aurora. He narrowed his eyes in confusion as he stood there. They would see him carrying a bloody snack and he'd calmly speak even in the heat of the horrid scene. "Sorry I'm late! Is it too late to eat, I brought appetizers!"
The large warrior would throw the bag of Tengurian wings at the feet of Aurora. If Aurora dwarfed the young girl, Qui was like a giant. And this giant...he had joined the party!
There were times where being right about something wasn't a good thing. This was especially true in the field of science. If conducted correctly, research didn't lie. If your calculations indicated that an asteroid was on a trajectory towards your planet, then it wasn't exactly a cause for celebration. That certainly was the case here. Demalia and her father had a bad feeling about the visiting alien. That didn't stop him from being killed instantly from the energy blast though. Both Demalia and her mother looked at the remains of Solon in shock, both of them letting out a cry of horror at the same time.
"DAD!!!" "SOLON!!!"
Demalia just stared at the corpse disbelievingly. In a split second, he was just gone. That alien had killed him as easily as one would turn off a lightbulb. She was too shellshocked to move, tears streaming down her face. She let out a wail of anguish, becoming completely obvious to everything around her.
Floria at least managed to keep her composure. Although even as she reached for the capsule that would be their only chance of escape, she looked at their pursuers with horror and discussed. Yes, there would two of them now. And going by the bloody bag her comrade had brought with him, the remark about eating their corpses wasn't just a simple intimidation tactic. That's really why they were being killed. They were being butchered like livestock. They had to get out of here now: this guy looked even more intimidating then the woman did.
Floria threw the capsule into the air, producing the car- like vehicle that they had used to come her. She grabbed onto Demalia's arm, screaming st her to try and snap her out of it.
"RUN! WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!" Both of them ran towards the car, although Demalia was on autopilot at this point. Despite her genius, her mind was still trying to process what had just happened. This whole situation was beyond her comprehension.
A smirk of evil would escape her lips... She had just murdered the poor family's masculine figure. With that in mind, their morale was crippled. She would bend over and grab the hair on top of his head to check what he had looked like. "Hmmmm.... This isn't a tuffle! His stench smells foul and dark... However, it's still great meat for later!" she said with an overly happy cold tone. She loved hunting prey like this. Those who just wanted to help someone out... It was so simple and so easy. Seeing the look on their faces though! That made her smirk!
"Holy shit! You should see the look on your faces! BAHAHAHAHA! The look of despair! It just freakin' makes my heart warm up! Hehehehe... This'll be more fun than I thought!" she said as she grabbed the back of the corpse's neck and threw it beside her pod. That was to be carried away afterwards and 'cleaned out'. Things were about to get even more interesting! As Aurora would step forward, she felt another signature near by! She turned her neck, seeing the bloodied arm carrying a bag of parts... This would make her smile so warmly. It was Qui Jon! Late to this party but she was eager for his arrival now! "Ahhhh! Qui Jon! I was about to fucking kill you but you've brought us a lovely meal for our entrees! How sweet!" she said as she turned her head back towards the two women which fled the scene.
Shaking her head, she would point her fingers up like a gun... Fate was now determining one of them. Which one would survive? This was going to be a nasty time for the one that lives... One of them looked middle aged and... tasty in flesh while one was a baby still in her flesh so it would take time. She would play the most evil game of all time... "Alright... Eeny... Meeny... Minny.... MOOOE~!!!" firing off her ki laser directly towards the mother! The ki laser would shoot right through her like paper and go through the car they were about too get in.. Blowing it up! The mother would have a quick death though. Right through the heart. As she finished her shot, she would pull back her hand and blow the smoke off. Pleasure escaped her mind. She loved doing that! There was another reason why she sparred that girl anyways. Another... good reason.
Aurora would turn her head towards her ally, giggling a bit. "The one still alive... It was stronger than the other two... Go spar with it! I think it'll give you some fun Qui Jon! It's power feels more dependable than the other two weaklings!" she said, giving off that evil villain vibe. The girl may stand there like an idiot but regardless, the Ocyrian woman would fly towards the corpse and claim her reward. Tossing the tiny figure over her shoulders, she'd give the girl a grin of wrath, pride, and just pure evil. Deadly sins and the origins of evil together would be perfect. She would toss the corpse into the pod's area... Clearly, she was going to have a good meal.
The young Ocyrian had made an interesting thought though... Though this girl was no Ocyrian by any means, they still must respect an honorable duel. She was forced into this duel with Qui Jon now... If that was so... She was safe from death. "Qui Jon! Forget about eating this one! I think an honorable duel is upon 'her'. She is not meat for us today but... we can still include the losing rule," saying to her ally. She would look to the shocked little girl, coldly saying slowly.. "Losing something of value..." grinning to herself. Usually in Ocyrian terms, the arm... The leg... and for males... The private zone were valuable areas. If they lost any of these, they would be deemed 'weak'. She would even refer to the young girl by her gender now instead of calling her an it. That was considered an honor as well. Instead of being treated like an object... She would be 'equal' in that standard.
Aura slowly walked backwards, "If you refuse this fight, you die... If you win, you will be rewarded with your dead and they will not be taken from you. Only two rules. No cheating and no help." she explained to the girl. She would look at Qui Jon, giving him a serious look. "Do not disappoint me Qui Jon Ki! Your honor for your clan is now extended forth! If this Tuffle wins, you get no food! WE get no food! Keep that in mind, beefstick!" shouting towards him as she crossed her arms. She kept her guard open though... She needed to be on alert for help for this tuffle. If someone was too approach and disturb them, she'd be glad too stop them.
Of course she was about to kill him, something Qui had come to expect from the insane woman he'd known for most of his life. He knew she was perfectly capable of doing so, and he wasn't about to take that chance. Honestly though, it wasn't our of fear but more out of respect. He smirked at his old friend as he pointed to the wings. "I reckon those oughta be pretty good with a little bit of Lemon pepper. But I think I mighta made an entire race extinct ta get em'." He shrugged his huge shoulders non-chalantly. "Oh well, no sweat off our backs. The less idiocy we gotta deal with..." his eyes fell on the young Tuffle girl and he sniffed the air. "...oh my. What have we here? Reckon this is one-a 'em Tuffles, ain't it? She ain't much, is she? Like a little Cornish hen."
His lips would curl upwards as Aura's blast would hit the mother, his delight in seeing his partner in action visible on his face. It wasn't everyday that the Ashen Devil got to watch Aura do what she did best, and that would be to kill. He strode over the dead body of one of the girl's family, no...stepped on the corpse and stood next to Aurora. "Are all of 'em Tuffles that easily dispatched? 'Ell, ya barely broke a sweat. Now...you said something about a meal and..." his large hand pointed at the mother's corpse and he'd arch a brow. "...can we eat her? She's kinda fat, that means more meat for us, eh?"
As she addressed the survivor as being stronger than the other two, Qui's eyes would narrow as he scrutinized the girl's appearance and style of dress. She looked weak to him, and he may have been underestimating her, but he couldn't tell one from the other. He looked at Aurora questioningly. "Are you certain this'ins stronger than the other'ins? Seems more like-a school girl to me. Look at those stupid ponytails, and those nerdy glasses. It's obvious that it's pissin' it's pants right now, an' who could blame it?" Qui laughed, stepping on the girl's mother's body, moving closer to Demalia. "It ain't nothin' but skin an' bones! Look at it shake!"
He would drop his arms by his sides as he squared up with his opponent, staggering his feet to give himself more mobility for the coming battle. Of course the youngling didn't seem like much, but Qui would take her seriously as per the rules of an honorable duel. He did have that...honor. He cut his eyes back at his partner..."You know, I might just break it. I love to play hard, Aura. I don't think it can last five seconds against me!" He would say as he rolled his neck and faced off with the young woman. "You might wanna take yer glasses off, dinner. I ain't one to hit a thing with glasses..." he would snicker. "...just kidding. I'm about to beat the holy hell out of ya."
And as he said this, he would focus himself, his dark red eyes sharpening on her like a beast focusing on it's prey. While it may have been true that she was weaker than him, with his weighted armor on she would at least have a fighting chance. Aurora would feel the frightening ki of Qui beginning to rise, and his aura would seep into the air like flames, neon green and bright.
Reaching his peak, he'd charge forward at the young Tuffle, drawing his leg back and then lifting it, aiming a hard knee to the stomach of the young girl. He knew how badly this could hurt and was mostly just playing with her right now. He wanted to break a few ribs, if possible!
Wc: 2098
Melee attack thrown for 5% of Qui's PL! (57 dmg)
Last Edit: Apr 5, 2017 13:02:11 GMT -5 by Deleted: Updated Damage Value, Qui do know you only have 5% melee
She had been tracking her client's pods towards this location. She still had wanted to keep a steady eye on them and frankly, she wasn't too sure if they would be able to handle this job even. She didn't have much faith in them truly. From what she knew frankly of them they had both seemed rather incompetent. Something that just wouldn't be able to last in the field she had placed them in. A sad fate maybe, but one she was fully confident in them reaching one day. While mate it would be sad to some, it simply was that much of a shame for herself. Though she would have preferred to torture that male brute more. He still hadn't faced a chance to pay for the comments he had made to her. That was why she was desiring payback so. She was not someone you wanted mad. When a Kold demon went out for revenge, you could expect them to get it, despite whatever means that would be necessary.
Still, she had spent the majority of her time, boosting her ship so she could have arrived here before her clients. Frankly, she was still more than positive they wouldn’t be able to handle it. That or they were going to simply run off. The last thing she was expecting, however, was for them to actually show up. More importantly, it seemed the female was first to arrive, the other one not seemingly here it seemed. She hadn’t expected that one to turn down such a violent mission. Truly a shame to say the least. She was looking forwards to a couple of sparring matches here. Fate had other plans it seemed. It had looked like she wouldn’t be able to get her revenge against the male brute after all. The world just had to be so frustrating at the worst time, didn’t it? Why was it so occurring for these things to happen at their proposed times? Truthfully though she couldn’t find anyone really to blame here but herself for him not showing up here.
Still for someone to turn down such an offer was so strange. Especially for someone, she knew had spent most of their units on fuel and drinks. Where were they going to get an income then? She couldn’t help but wonder this. If she could find out what it was. Then surely she could stop it and force him to work for her. Every plan had a reasoning behind it after all, and this one was simply one setting herself up for the future. Just in case the future would need it, she had wanted allies for the future. If she amassed a larger attack, then having the Tuffles of Planet Plant as a backup would be more than extravagant. With their technology backing up that of Kold Demons, they would simply be unstoppable. A beauty inside the merely just needed to be awakened. There was no better way after all than that of a common enemy. A common enemy, after all, was the best way to form an alliance all while hiding its true purpose. That was only the beginnings of her plans however..there was more to come.
It was then that she watched from a distance of Aurora’s pod as it crashed down. Taion simply couldn’t help but keep a smile at this. Her plan was going into action perfectly. Even as she watched what looked to be the male of the family approach the pod. She smiled knowing that once he was hurt, she could swoop in to go rescue him. However she did more than just hurt him... she killed him. Taion didn’t know what this feeling was that was circulating inside of her, but she couldn’t help but feel saddened at what happened here. A tinge of guilt maybe? She truly didn’t want them to die...did she? Still, she held her eye on the group, her feet still holding her there. She didn’t want to stay here much longer..but maybe the rest would be fine. Maybe the rest would still be able to live. It was a bit frustrating almost just sitting here and waiting. Why did she feel this way though? Why couldn’t she explain it?
She continued to watch further and further as the massacre went on. She couldn't help but grimace through it. Yet she stood there still, just waiting for it all to be over. That was when he had arrived, however. The male brute from the bar. It disgusted her just watching this get worse and worse for them. Why did this have to keep going on, couldn’t they just end this already? There was no point in leaving it going on and on. They said they were honorable before right? Where was the honor in letting this go on? Why wouldn’t they just end this? Taion was asking herself all these questions inside of her own mind and yet none of them were getting the answers they had wanted. She was about ready to end this herself if it kept going on. She didn’t know why she felt like this, but it was like something inside her was breaking down watching this. Why though, why was she feeling this way about another, especially ones who weren’t even parts of her own race? She couldn’t find any actual explanation for it.
Even as she watched as the child and their mother ran towards the car, she found herself mentally cheering for them. Hoping they would make it. It was such a strange thought for one such as herself. Why could she not place it though? Silently she mumbled under her breath prayers that they would at least make it this day. She was beginning to actually feel bad just watching this whole thing go on. She never wanted it to be like this. Not by any actual means. She had just been wanting them to hurt three of them to show that space pirates were getting bolder. Not children..not their mothers. This was going way too far, and she didn’t know how much longer she was going to be able to stand here and just watch it. She could feel even the needle in her augmentative bio armor inching slowly, desiring to come out and sting the both of them.
WC: 1105 PL: 15,700 Heavy Weights On Weighted: 3,925 Second Form: (x4/x5) Trans PL: 15,700 / 19,625 Suppressed to 0 PL
They would make it to the car. They would get back to the city and then the military could deal with these two monsters. It was wistful thinking on Demalia's part though. An Energy blast pierced through her mother and hit their car. The force of the explosion was enough to send Demalia flying backward, slamming into the ground a letting out a cry of pain. The sound of explosion rang through her ears, making it hard for her to make out anything around her. Despite the pain, she managed to climb to her hands and knees, her vision blurred as a result of the explosion. Although she could still clearly make out her mother's body next to the smoldering wreckage of what had once been their car.
Demalia just felt completely hollow inside. She had been sobbing during the death of her father, but now she just stared off blankly. She was going through so much emotional trauma that her body had cut off all the negative emotions she was feeling. The pain was just simply too much for her. Why did this happen? How could things have gone this horribly wrong? None of it made any sense to her.
As her senses recovered from the explosion, Demalia heard the female alien going on about an honorable duel. A fight to determine the fate of her parents. Or rather what remained of them. She clearly picked up all the information she was given, but her brain didn't do anything with it. She was still too shell shocked from everything that had transpired. That all changed when the male delivered a knee straight to her chest.
Agonizing pain shot through her chest as she was sent flying backwards from the force of the strike. She bounced on the ground a couple of times, her glasses breaking in half as she landed flat on the ground. She had never felt anything remotely like this. It hurt just trying to breathe now. Although the pain was enough to snap her out of her comatose-like state. Immediately the sadness and anger came rushing back into her.
Demalia climbed back up to her feet, glaring at Qui murderously. The pain from his attack didn't feel as bad as it did a minute ago. Her anger and sadness made it easier for her to disregard the damage that had been done before. Demalia yelled furiously, running forward and aiming a punch at Qui's gut. Unfortunately Demalia was inexperienced at fighting, and her anger was clouding her judgement. So there wasn't much force behind her strike.
[WC=431] [TWC=1,952]
Demalia Stamina: 3/3
Demalia is damaged by Qui's attack. [57 DMG]
Melee attack aimed at Qui. [5% PL]: 21 PL
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This was when reality finally hits. Murdering her parents just seemed cruel for most but to her... it was absolute pleasure! The sound of her parents groaning before death made her insides tingle with happiness. Her comrade's presence made things a lot easier too now. She didn't have to be the one to beat this little girl's ass. This was going to prove if he really was strong or not. The small ocyrian would cross her arms, hearing the first comment run out of his mouth. The one thing that seemed off was his accent. What the fuck was this shit? She would stomp her foot down, "Hey! What the fuck is wrong with you?! You got a thumb up that ass of yours? Talk like a normal Ocyrian you Shan'tara!" snarling at him. It was annoying to hear that accent of his. Shan'ta was an insulting word in Ocyrian meaning... well... Fucker. She would pout a bit, hearing him talk about his cravings which made him sound like a pregnant Ocyrian woman. The thought of that would make her giggle a bit to herself. Quickly however she would snap out of her imagination for a moment. This was a dire situation. She would look at her ally who would make rather strange comments about the little tuffle.
This moment, she would grin. "Now, now! Don't get yourself crazy over her! We've got shit to do!" yelling towards her ally who was in his own little world. Once more the Ocyrian male would make another comment which would be something rather annoying again. She had patience for the man but she felt rather embarrassed for him to constantly jabber his gums like this. It was just so awkward. Usually, he was only like this though when he was hungry. Understandable. She would sigh and keep her patience afloat.
Aurora would than peer over to the young girl who just stood there like a deer in headlights. The poor bastard... She just witnessed the two things she loved get murdered. She would rest her hand on her own hip, trying to imagine how the girl felt. Honestly, having only a mother, she didn't quite get the fuss. Her own mother was no better than herself. Her mother once killed her baby brother because she deemed him too weak. This was nothing. Her mother has committed horrible deeds that could scar one's heart. Aurora's heart has been torn from it... Though, it was reforged and renewed for something more brutal and violent. Rubbing her bottom lip with her thumb, she was failing to understand the little tuffle's thoughts. In reality of the gist, she could slightly sense her ki being disturbed and rustled. That was a good sign that her power was being awoken slowly. Very perfect indeed.
Qui Jon Ki would then question her strength. Seeing her as some little weakling. Aurora had to think for a second to realize and remember that Qui Jon didn't have ki sensing. Hell, he couldn't even suppress himself! Aurora kept her mouth silent for a bit because this was sad. That would actually make her slightly concerned a bit now... Turning towards her ally, she gave him a dirty look. How the flying fuck didn't he know ki sensing?! If she was charging up her power level, he wouldn't be able to tell! She would simply shake her head lightly, knowing that this was going to be bad. This tuffle had power... And from what she could sense, she was wearing gear similar to their own that held down her power. However, things were getting more interesting as Qui Jon was teasing the girl!
He made comments that could anger the poor little thing. Aurora had to stay silent because she wasn't going to say any words that could 'hint' him stuff. No, sir... That was fair game for him though. Qui Jon Ki had to make up for his mistake of not learning lessons about it. She would watch as the Ocyrian would warm up... Shutting her eyes lightly she would whisper a word under her breath, "Tamu..". She made sure no one heard her say that word because it literally meant shit.
As the fight begun, Qui Jon went in for first strike! He would deck her in the schnozz! Her glasses would break and she bounced on her ass and fell backwards. Aura's face remained neutral. She didn't find the situation funny, silly, or cute in any way. This was now a battle for not only for Qui Jon to redeem himself but also for this little tuffle to earn her strength. Honestly... If this tuffle managed to win... Aurora would actually give her some respect. She would silently watch once more, the girl would pull herself up and go for a swing! Shit was getting so intense now! This was exciting for some to watch but for Aurora it was all serious. Not only was the battle going on but she had to keep her eyes open for anyone that would walk into this. So far it seemed pretty good. The nearest humanoid was quite a few miles away and the rest of the planet felt calm in signatures. Aurora could feel that no disturbed entity was triggered so that would be good.
Still, there was just one thing that bothered her the most. The fact that Qui Jon Ki had literally no way of sensing her... That was a haunting thought. This whole time, he could have messed with someone who's power level is above and beyond his own. Someone... she didn't know about. This would bring much concern to her thoughts as the fight ran forth but she still had hope her ally would win. She was hungry! Aura wanted those damn corpses but if the tuffles wins... She has to oblige by her end. Though, she just had a great feeling... Qui Jon was going to prove himself worthy for the Ocyrian people. Aurora gave her final gaze towards her ally before turning towards the tuffle... Watching the conflict starting!
Sometimes, Qui lost himself with his accent. He'd spent a lot of time listening to the country music played on the radio stations of Earth, and this attributed to the strange acent he'd been using. The man, though he'd had a country moment was not to be trifled with. As his partner would stomp her foot and bark at him, the true Ashen Devil would emerge, and his eyes would narrow into slits as be stared straight into the soul of Demalia, before cutting his eyes to Aura, reassuring her. "No. Rest assured that there are no thumbs in this rectum, Aura. I was listening to some fellow named Johnny Zeni on the way here, something about a burning ring of fire...hrm..."his blood red eyes would once again fall on the Tuffle girl. "...speaking of fire, do you think we should make sure this trash is well done? Or would you like her...bloody?"
Qui knew how he preferred his meat, and normally how he liked it was still moving. Only the Ashen Devil would speak of how he'd liked his food during the battle, which would be a sign that he was distracted by his growling stomach, much like a certain warrior of old who never existed in his own universe. But as the girl slammed her small fist into the square jaw of Qui, he would stumble backwards and stop suddenly, rubbing his jaw. "Grrrrr....you really do have some spunk, do you girl? Surprising, considering you are going to die. Why not just give up now and make this easier on yourself? Your parents? DEAD. Your piece of shit jalopy?! Destroyed."
He slowly stepped forward, ringing his large wrists like the great Dean Malenko. To say the man wasn't intimidated by Demalia would be the truth and what he was doing right now? It was akin to a big cat playing with it's food, his seven foot frame casting an imposing shadow upon the girl. Tunnel vision had taken over by now, and he might as well have had a computer spouting of phrases such as "Target Acquired".
She wasn't much to look at, that was for sure. A sign of getting serious, the air around Qui would begin to waiver as if heatwaves were seeping forth from his mountainous form, the Ocyrian blood making up his tattoo beginning to glow red. He'd tattooed himself, using the blood of hundreds of defeated warriors over the years...Ocyrians. "Now, young lady, it is with no remorse that I destroy you. If I don't, we don't eat! And I can't have that, can I?!"
His wings, made of pure ki, would sprout out like those of the devil and he'd hope backwards. As he flew through the air, he'd roar. "Tank this, bitch!" One of his newer techniques, one that not even Aura had seen would now be used. As he'd put distance between himself at his victim, he'd sling his warbow into position and his entire body would glow green. His ki would begin to focus in his hands and as he pulled back he glowing bowstring, his energy would form an arrow!
Landing on his feet about six foot away, he'd let the powerful ki arrow fly in the direction of his prey, calling out..."Soul Piercer!"
Wc: 2,650
[Ot-1]Soul Piercer - An arrow of pure ki, Qui's one ranged attack. If it strikes, it almost feels as if the soul of his opponent is being struck!
Taion felt that very stinger in her arm growing longer and longer as this fight went further and further on. Even she didn’t appreciate actually seeing this even. It was purely disgusting to her just watching as this went on. She was truly thinking of interfering herself if this kept going on further. That was how mad she was getting. It was time to hurry this fight, however. It was going to end one way or another. Maybe they would get a better idea if they knew she was coming. At least to hurry this thing up. She couldn’t bear to simply watch it any longer. It was grueling to watch this painful fight with an end that could all be common. Why could it not just end? End this battle and simply just get it over with. How else could she describe what they were feeling inside? She was the one who even ordered the attack, but what was it about actually being here to witness it that made her feel this way.
She didn’t know what exactly was happening, but she felt her own ki slowly beginning to rise, matching to that of back in the bar. The next thing she knew she was beginning to fly towards them. However, by the time, she would get over there, this fight was going to be long over and decided. All the while she struggles inside with her own feelings of this whole situation. She couldn’t understand why this was happening to her. Why all of this was occurring inside of her. Why did she care for this person she didn’t even know? They meant nothing to her, they were just a profit to be made later...they were someone who had lost everything. Someone that had made the share a care of guilt fo... Damn it…DAMN IT!! Taion would think to herself in anger as she released her full power of this suppressed form. Anyone with ki sense would know she was coming now. Whatever was to happen was going to need to hurry before she got there.
The question that still kept ringing inside of her mind, however, was the fear that she wasn’t going to make it in time. That these people she had hired were going to kill this girl. She had told them to hurt three tuffle, yes, but killing was supposed to be the last resort damn it. It was then that she realized why she was doing this. It was her own race’s history.Their own pride in this long game. Those two had killed her parents. If this girl was the last one that could possibly mean her whole family history rested on this, that their whole existence was riding on making it out of this battle alive and healthy. That was why she must have felt guilty, it had to be. She knew her own species wouldn’t let the last of a family die out. That was essentially wiping their existence by killing all who remembered them.
At least she knew now of this anger, of why it surged in her. She was almost there, just a bit longer..if the girl could hold out for that long. She rightfully blamed herself for this mess. It was her fault this whole thing happened. It didn’t go exactly how she planned. She could at least keep the last of this person’s family alive..maybe. There was a possibility there could be others, but… she couldn’t take that chance. It was too risky of a thing to actually try. One she wasn’t willing to try.
WC: 602 PL no longer Suppressed, Taion is on her way!
Demalia’s punch connected, although it barely seemed to affect her opponent. Despite stumbling back a few feet, he didn’t seem all that damaged. Still, that had affected him more than she thought it would. That didn’t matter though. She was completely outclassed, even if his partner kept her word and didn’t step into the fight. She had no experience fighting, and here she was facing a 7 foot behemoth who literally killed and ate other beings on a daily basis. That was the impression she got from her interactions with him anyway.
The alien then jumped into the air, wings made of pure ki sprouting out of his back. Under normal circumstances she would have been curious about how such an ability worked. This was as far from normal as things could get. Even though she couldn’t sense energy, she could literally see the ki charging up as he aimed his weapon on her. Demalia decided to give it all she had until the end, even though she knew in her heart that it was hopeless. The took out a capsule from her pocket and opened it, causing a rifle to appear in her hands. It was a weapon that Demalia had that was intended for self defense. She had never fired it once in her life.
She raised the rifle in both hands, her arms shaking as she aimed it up at the massive alien. Despite the rage she felt, she still hesitated to fire at him. She was absolutely terrified, and still had reservations about harming another living being. This man was most certainly dangerous, and had been threatening to kill her while throwing out insults. But he wasn’t the one who killed her parents. Was it right to kill or potentially injure someone other than the person who caused her the most harm? Demalia poured her energy into the gun, preparing to fire a shot off. Get it together Demalia! He’s just as dangerous as his partner, and he’s trying to kill you! If you don’t stop him here, then you’re dead! You’ll end up like….
It was as though someone had flicked a inside of her. Up until now her emotions were all clashing with one another, sending her mental state into complete disarray. As she tried pulling out more and more power though, she could feel her hatred completely consuming her. Her energy levels started to climb at an astounding rate. Demalia was reaching deep into herself and pulling out power she didn’t even know she had. She glared up at the Ocyrian murderously, all trace of her fear suddenly gone.
“Give up? My life is worth fighting for. Most life has value. However the life of someone who doesn't value others is absolutely worthless. Not eating substance is about to be the least of your worries.”
Demalia spoke in a chillingly cold tone towards Qui. Anyone who knew her would swear that something had taken over her. Demalia’s energy erupted around her, forming a dark pink aura around her frame. The sudden explosion of power caused Demalia’s ribbons to fly off, causing her air to flow out behind her. Now everyone there could clearly see the two small horns that were growing out of her. She held the gun steadily at her opponent, no longer being held back by her fear. She fired a pink energy blast from it, which sped towards the Ocyrian. It collided with his energy arrow, causing both to stop in midair and push against one another. Demalia’s attack was slowly gaining ground though, pushing Qui’s attack steadily backwards. Demalia was far from done though.
“I don’t have the strength to defeat two of you. I’ll just have to content myself with dragging one of you down to hell. You’re just going to keep killing if I don’t. You’ll pay for what you’ve done! You killed my parents in cold blood! You don’t need to murder someone to get food! You and your partner enjoyed taking their lives!”
Demalia had no experience in fighting others. Yet she instinctively knew what to do in this situation. A beam of pink energy shot out from her gun, hitting the energy bullet she had shot out. It began to grow, absorbing the energy the Tuffle hybrid was shooting out. It wasn’t for Demalia though. She needed more! She wouldn’t be satisfied until she knew for sure that her opponent was completely decimated.
“I want you to beg for your miserable life! Plead for me to spare you! And after I ignore your cries for mercy, I’ll send you to the next world! When you get there, I want you to beg my family for forgiveness! Ask them to forgive you and that rotten bitch for what you two did to them! DISAPPEAR!!!”
Demalia roared in rage, her power exploding even further and climbing to new heights. There was a well of dark energy inside of her that she was pulling her power from. The ki she was now exuding felt as cold as the dark void of space. The power itself felt ancient. Demalia poured more energy into her energy bullet, causing it to grow even bigger. If Qui didn’t do something, he was going to be completely overwhelmed by the sheer power the enraged hybrid was now demonstrating.
[WC=913] [TWC=2,865]
Demalia's anger triggers a transformation! Hidden Power [x5]: 2125 PL.
[OT-1] Gun Beam - A shot fired from a basic energy gun. This technique costs no stamina, but only has one shot. Attack PL: 531
Demalia initiates a beam struggle. Her Gun Beam vs Qui's Soul Piercer. Demalia is currently winning by 245 PL. She pours all her stamina into the attack, charging the beam to 100% Attack PL: 2125 PL. Demalia's Gun Beam is winning the beam struggle by 1839 PL.
Demalia activates her Makyo Powered trait, adding a x1 modifier to her Gun Beam. Attack PL: 4250. Demalia's Gun Beam is winning the beam struggle by 3,964 PL.
Everything seemed to be going as planned. It was rather sweet to taste her ally winning this battle. He took that damn punch like a fucking champ he was! He was really a great warrior to his own extent. She was very honored to call him her ally, her partner, and.. her friend. As he prepared for his mighty ability that she has never seen before... Something unusual would happen... This girl, this tuffle... She changed. Before all this, this little girl was being a coward! She was giving him a light punch and all! She even brings forth a rifle from her little capsule which seemed rather interesting to say the most. She shook rapidly which made Aurora smile. However... She suddenly gripped control for her rifle and made a cold remark which shocked her. That tone didn't scare her at all though.. It was the fact that her tone sounded something so familiar... Aura couldn't quite get her feelings around it.
'What the hell... Her attitude and such... It all became instinctive... Something similar to Ocyrians in a sense...' she thought to herself. This girl began changing! She began to grow horns like some kind of monster! This would give her so much shock... Aura had to digest this all. Her power was surging like crazy! This actually made Aura give her silent respect... However, this would change.. The half demon would cry out in anger that they taken the lives of her parents... The ones she loved, the ones she cared so much for... Aura's eyes began to wide in realizing something. Aurora Ragnar... caused this. Frowning to herself, she had done something that was against her own honor and against the Ocyrian honor. She brought Qui Jon Ki in a fight that SHE started. A battle she started that she left someone else to finish. That was actually frowned upon. Not simply the biggest honor code to break but it was something considered weak. Aura would shake her head, "Damn it... I fucked this up... I'm such a fucking oppana!" saying to herself. Oppana was dumbass pretty much in their tongue.
Aura had surely screwed this up. She left Qui Jon Ki with her battle. It was time for Aurora too step in... But... Things were getting already bad. The girl fired the biggest explosion blast that Aura's seen in a long time. This shot would destroy Qui's little ki arrow. Aurora would have her eyes glow a bit and felt purely shock throughout her own body. "Damn it!!! This is my fault! Yautja! Forgive me for this!" she screamed as she powered her body up twice the amount of power she had by default. Spinning around, she would fire a Lok'on gun blast behind her, sending her fast and directly into the shot! This was where she pulled her arms to brace her face and tank all this. "MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!!" she screamed as she held this mighty blast together... Holding the ki wave she would begin thinking to herself how doomed she probably was... 'Fuck me! This is what I get for breaking the honor!' screaming inside her head as she braced for the blast. Barely holding it in, the ki shot would go against her entire body! Holding it there just enough she would with much pain talk to Qui, "I broke the honor Qui Jon... Get your fucking bulky ass back now! I'm going to take this for breaking it!" ordering her ally.
If Qui decided to be honorable himself, he would allow her to tank the rest of that... Burning her skin, her hair on her arms, and even melting her fingernails off... She screamed in agonizing pain! This was something she not only did for her honor but for Qui Jon Ki... If she didn't step in, he would have been fucked. As the ki shot would finally finish... Her arms, legs, and belly were all burnt. Her right sleeve revealed a naked arm and one that had third degree burns across her right arm mainly but her left still had some damage. Her fingernails were all gone with her belly only taking second degree burns. She would slowly kneel on one knee with her arms dripping that colorful and trace-like blood. Her blood glowed as it dripped on the ground... She had an expression that showed her pain. Qui Jon Ki would probably become furious from seeing his partner in this state but she quickly puts an arm up with her fist. "QUI JON! DO NOT HURT THAT GIRL!!" shouting toward him if he so chose to do something.
The thing was... usually in this situation she would get up and kick that little girl's ass for doing this. Not only did she break her own honor but she... felt something else... Holding back every suffering pain urge she got from doing this, she got up with her body screaming with pain. Blood dripped on the floor, showing that the little girl had indeed won. It was a happy day for her yet also sad. Aurora would speak slowly but cautiously, "You girl... You made me realize something.." she said softly as she tried to hold herself up. The pain on her face could show that she felt every nerve being burnt. "For the first time in my life, I've come to realize what feeling sad for someone is like... I admit... I was fucked up. Usually I kill entire families and leave no survivor but today I broke that and left you alive. That is a burden that I would myself not take lightly. I didn't stop this fight just because I made Qui Jon Ki fight my battle. I stopped it because... I entirely messed up. Truth is... someone wanted you and your family dead or badly beaten. I thought leaving you for my partner would be a bold idea but realizing that this goes against a lot of what my forgotten honor code has... You by all means won. We both will accept this as a defeat..." she said softly toward her. Deep down this hurt for her.
She'd rather die than honestly take this but she wasn't going to die over this. Death is a quick way to end this... Embarrassment... This... pain... This.... sadness. Qui Jon Ki at least didn't break anything today. That was all that mattered for her. Twitching a bit from the pain and giving off more painful expressions... She would turn her head towards Qui Jon Ki, "Qui... Get those bodies back and bring them too this girl... If you don't... I'll rip these weights off and personally kick your ass with what I've got left! Get those bodies NOW!" she yelled in anger.
She turned slowly towards the girl, sighing lightly and saying words she thought she'd never say... "I'm sorry I did this. Too leave you with the burden of having your family killed is honestly sad for myself," she said. She was going to say that just once. JUST ONCE! She did feel bad for the tuffle... She really did. She wasn't going to allow her too never see her parents again. That would be wrong. That's like some bastard taking her sibling's body away to tamper with it. She understood that much..
Things would then escalate further.. A stronger power level approached! Once Qui Jon Ki returned to her pod to grab the bodies and return them to Demalia... Aura yelped in pain, looking at Qui Jon Ki with an expression of pain and misery... "Qui... Get back to your pod! Someone beyond your power is approaching! Meet me somewhere else! I'll contact you with the pod's... GAH!" feeling a shock of pain. She would snarl at her ally, "Get the fuck out of here! If they approach I'll keep them at bay!" she said as she turned towards Demalia who was secretly somewhat related to her in a way that they both never knew... "I don't know who the hell this is... Their power level is beyond yours as well... Rather it's military or not... I suggest you go as well. I'm going to head back to my pod and stay the hell away from you, Vol'kare. One day, I hope we may meet again... This time I'll be the one too fight you honorably. You have... my respect... Vol'kare..." whimpering towards the end of her sentence.
She would hold her burnt arm and ignore the pain doing so. Aurora attempts to run for her pod and make her escape! The young ocyrian was badly messed up. Doing all this was worth it though. She took a redeeming blow for her honor. The pain and burden was just enough too make her remember what she did was wrong. She won't ever break that again. Funny thing she did out of all this though... She swallowed her own pride for once. That was something great honestly. It just showed that there was some... sense in her. Throughout her thoughts though, she hoped her ally would listen and get out... This power was... alarming.
WC: 1,519 WCT: 4,915
Aurora goes in with her x2 boost and fires an Ot-2 Lok'on Gun in to tank all the damage!
She pretty much deals all of it, taking half her health or w/e. We get the idea.
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