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A white, single strap book bag dropped to the ground with a thud. "Yosh, I'm all set." Durzo would say as he leaned back allowing himself a good stretch. The young saiyan had just gotten out of cram school not too long ago and he was preparing for the next event of the day. Dressed in a black, with a singular white stripe, joggers jacket and pants combo with white sneakers. He proceeded to go through a few simple warm-up exercises while he waited for the others. Well, he didn't know exactly who the others were but he hoped they would show up and aide him in his efforts. Feet together, body straight, he bent forward and brought both his hands to touch the tips of his shoes.
Yesterday, Durzo had printed out a large number of papers detailing his want for a sparring partner as well as the meeting place for those who accepted his invitation. The location, where he was currently, the wastelands not too far outside West City. It was a large enough clearing that he would be easy enough to spot from the air. It had become his favorite place to train and thus it was perfect for sparring as well. Not filled with life that any destruction would cause a loss of life or negatively affect the ecosystem. Maybe that was true why he preferred to train here, nothing could get hurt. Well, save for the rocks. Carrying on, Durzo brought himself back upright and moved to unzip his jacket, yet a thought seemed to end this action. "Ah, right. I'm wearing weighted clothing." The saiyan had actually gotten somewhat accustomed to wearing them now. Despite his previous decision to only wear them when he was sleeping, he had in fact worn them throughout his daily routine since then. It was a part of training and though it was rough the first week or so, he simply stuck with it.
Now then, Durzo was almost finished with his warm-up as he assumed a ready stance. Feet shoulder width apart, fists clenched, and mind focused on the actions he was about to perform. Then he was off. A quick tense of his muscles and he launched himself forward at a swift speed. First, his right soared from his side to connect with the air before him releasing the force into nothing. Soon his left followed, and the exchange began to repeat. Quicker, the next punch flowing faster than the last as the young saiyan picked up speed in his shadow boxing exercise. The flurry of punches would draw his body forward until he came to a large boulder. Not wanting to lose momentum, after reeling in his left, his body would fluidly drop into a low sweep with his right leg just before the obstacle. The sweep would swiftly carry him into a quick spin to leave him facing away from the boulder and in a crouched state as he brought his leg back under him. Chaining his movements together, he would instantly bound up and backward in a showing of acrobatic flexibility to be above the boulder.
Durzo's arms would move in sync, violet ki slowly amassing within his hands till they reached their destination before his chest and directed towards the boulder below him. The ki ball would pulse and vibrate as the energy was focused into what he wished. Then with a grunt, the energy flared quickly before a volley of blasts were birth from it. Each blast the size of a basketball sizzled towards their target, every one igniting on impact to create a small explosion though in addition to one another seemed to grow in size. As the explosion became moderate, Durzo cut off the volley letting the energy flow from his control and dissipate from his hands. Lowering himself to the earth, he watched as the smoke cleared to reveal a small crater of rubble and scorched earth. Feet now planted on the ground once again and his exercise now finished, thoughts went to the visitors he would be entertaining. "Hm, I wonder what they're like. It'd be nice if they had interesting fighting styles."
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Evil Power Surge (x14)
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Legendary Super Saiyan (x34)
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Dojo + Martial Arts School
Namekian Dragon Radar, x2 Advanced Scouter
Farm (80% Shop)
Van Eltia (Mothership)
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x100 Gravity Machine
Cendo (25%)
SIC (Tetsu) (75%)
x1 Medicine Brew (Senzu)
x1 Extra DB Roll
x1 Unique Capsule
Sensed PL: 22007 PL Available: 6600 PL Cut (75%): 1650 Beat currently still hanging around the West City, or more correctly, somewhere around there. The thin boy noticed that there are some nice advertisement posted, one among them is that someone needing a training partner. Of course he don't mind. The boy quickly donned his gi, feeling the nice weight that definitely spells "this is going to be a nice workout". Too bad it got no protective points, just weighing points. It kind of annoyed him that he haven't gained any muscles even with this on, though. The person said to be waiting in the wasteland. With nothing much hindering him, he flies to the promised place---well, not exactly promised.
It was cloudy, but he guess this is better than fighting in hot days. The unmistakable sound of ki blasts and movement of martial artist definitely caught his attention. He smiled and landed on safer spot. The guy looked... if he have to say, rather unique. He felt a that he's an experienced fighter with how many scars. But what does he know anyway, he rarely involved with strong people. "Yo, sorry for the long wait! You're the one who spread these papers, right? It really helped me. I kinda want to train with other people too! With lot of people evacuated, Earth's kind of empty right now... but I'm glad there are still normal people around here! Hmmm, ah, sorry, I don't mean to go on and on like that. How about an introduction? Name's Beat. I'm a kid yeah, but at least please give me some chance to prove myself, alright? I'm sure you won't regret it, promise!"
...That would be hard to not, especially with his high PL reading, yet the boy talked like somehow they're equal. The boy just grinned with no care in the world. Upon noticed that his opponent's PL is higher, however, he decided that he should up his game. "Ah, right, as I am at the moment, I'm a bit weaker than you so... let me match you in power in a bit....HA!"
The boy gathered his ki in his body and will it to flare out, trying to roughly match Durzo's power. The PL reading doesn't change, but for Beat himself, it has reached roughly 2500, which means his available PL is 10000. Yeah, this felt more "right" for the boy. He began his own warm ups, trying to make sure that he's well warmed up enough for this little spar. He have no idea what the other guy would think, but as for he himself, he'll try as best as he can to make this a worthy battle. He don't want to disappoint anyone, especially such a rare training partner.
"...Say, you got a tail... Do you happened to be an alien?" he asked. Yeah, he have seen weirder, but he has yet seen a guy with a tail before... Or at least, as far as he remembered, he never really found one. He know that a certain lady was an alien too. This one is probably one too, or some race he never knew exist, who know. WC: 519
At the end of his workout, Durzo motioned towards his book bag to retrieve something when he noticed someone approaching via their ki. Dark russet eyes gazed in the general direction of the energy to land on a red-haired boy a tad shorter than him. His entire demeanor seemed to lighten as he realized this was someone who accepted his invitation to spar. The young saiyan's excitement was beginning to grow in anticipation for what was to come from this meeting. A smile on his face Durzo answered the question. "Hello, and yes I'm the one who sent out the flyers. I'm glad someone responded." At that, he would begin walking closer to Beat until only a couple of feet lay between the two.
A chuckle would escape from his lips. "I wouldn't worry about something like age between martial artists. All the same, it's nice to make your acquaintance Beat. I'm Durzo, and no need to prove yourself, we'll only be having a friendly spar so no pressure. More than your strength, I'm interested in the way you fight." So far Beat was kind of entertaining which was good, he didn't want this to be a serious event. If all went well they could make this more than just a one-time thing. As he had noted, sparring partners were sparse as of late.
Thinking on how he would fight the young martial artist, Durzo picked up on his ki as it spiked up to be around his own. He seemed to zone out on his words beforehand. The boy's ki blazed about to consume him as he forced his energy to rise. "Ohh, interesting." This was indeed going to be fun for the young saiyan. Durzo would look on and watch as his sparring partner began his own warm-up exercises. He, himself, had already gotten ready but felt somewhat awkward simply watching so he made due by popping his neck and then his knuckles.
In the midst of which his attention was drawn to his tail. The reddish-brown, fur-covered limb lazily twirled about behind him. Durzo would simply stare at it for a second before acknowledging that it was actually there. He usually kept his tail concealed within his pants but he must have forgotten before he came here. Turning back to Beat, he would simultaneously will the limb to snugly wrap itself around his waist. No need to let just swing about in the middle of their spar. "Ah, yeah, I'm a saiyan. But calling me an alien seems kind of weird. I've been on earth for as long as I could remember. I even plan on attending university after I settle on what I want to study. So I consider myself an earthling for the most part." Then a thought hit him. "Oh, we can begin whenever you're ready. Don't be shy now." Another chuckle and he steadily was set alight by his violet aura. The ki wrapped around him signaling his ready for the spar to begin. Eyes glued to Beat, intrigued and waiting to see what he could do.
Mastered Power (x5)
Controlled Great Ape (x10)
Evil Power Surge (x14)
True Super Saiyan (x19)
Legendary Super Saiyan (x34)
True Legendary Super Saiyan (x50)
Estate (+150x Gravity Machine)
Dojo + Martial Arts School
Namekian Dragon Radar, x2 Advanced Scouter
Farm (80% Shop)
Van Eltia (Mothership)
(+2 Cargo Bay Adjustment, x2 Perfect Medical Machine, Advanced Gravity Machine, x1 Boost Thrusters)
x100 Gravity Machine
Cendo (25%)
SIC (Tetsu) (75%)
x1 Medicine Brew (Senzu)
x1 Extra DB Roll
x1 Unique Capsule
"Hehe, I'm glad someone send out those training invitation all the same~" Beat answered cheerily "I only know few people that would train with me, but seem most of them are busy. Oh well, glad that I found new guy all the same, yeah? And nice to meet you, Durzo-san!" He's glad that the guy is friendly. For some reason, up until now in his mind, those who often gives challenge letters like this are serious type... not just serious, but also borderline strict. Durzo seem to be serious, but he doesn't seem to be the type that would scrutinize his opponent for being excited in finding new training partner, and hopefully, not one time training partner either.
"Way that I fight? Well, a bit of confession, admittedly, probably a bit of disappointing one," Beat continues to talk as he continues away with his warm up, this time making sure that both his waist and his arms warmed up and stretched properly "I'm not exactly a martial artist. My father taught me the basic, but that's that. It wasn't until few months ago that I somehow got this much power. So... I can't really say that I'll have unique fighting style, but well, I'm trying to learn more from the more experienced one. So hopefully you won't mind in me taking your own battle style as reference if I found nice stuff that I can incorporate in to my style~"
Now, the boy proceed to see if his movement unhindered by doing some series of kicks at empty air. "Hmm, I see, so your race is called Saiyan?"
...Where have he heard that? He sworn he ever heard that sort of name... Saiyan, saiyan... he repeated the familiar word several times. Beat stopped his warmup momentarily. Hmmm, that's strange, the name definitely rolls on the tongue, but that's not all. He felt like someone has ever mentioned it to him.
Was it mom or dad? Then again, I don't feel like Dad have any sort of tail. He just happened to looks like Mr. Satan from the history book. Even many compared him to Mr. Satan, calling him 'Satan 2'... But he's not exactly Mr. Satan, Mr. Satan in legend was an amazing guy who fought God of Destruction Beebus... My dad is just a normal artisan, Beat thoughts. Oh well, there's no use for this. Durzo-san is ready, therefore... I also must get ready.
Now, Beat's own cheery face and demeanor switched to his serous mode after looking at the violet aura rising from his opponent. A predatory smirk graced his youthful face, but at the same time, it's not the kind that is malicious at all, it's just... fun seeking. "...Let's make this a fun one, Durzo-san!"
His own ki flared, white in aura. He lowered his body slightly, right hand extended to the front, palm upright in what looks like stance for palm strike... but the left hand balled into fist, parallel to the body. The stance is a sideway one, designed to protect the torso.
"...Then, here I go!"
Going in for the stronger ki attack seem to be strange, so Beat instead jumped backward and tossed several concentrated ki blasts, Spread Blasts. Stamina: 3/3->2/3 Beat Uses [OT-1] Spread Blasts at 25% PL -> 675 PL WC: 539 TWC: 1058
So his partner deemed himself not to be a martial artist. "I see. Well, that's fine but I already consider you one." As his words left his lips, Durzo would widen the distance between his feet to shoulder width and his fists clenched at his sides. "If you are a fighter, and you seek to improve the way you fight as well as the power you wield. Then you are indeed a martial artist, at least in my book anyway." Listening to Beat, he would nod in agreement. "See, that is the thought process of a martial artist. We're alike in that aspect. You see, studying martial arts is a hobby of mine, so I plan on learning all sorts of things from many different types of fighters." The anticipation just kept building. He was already happy that someone had joined him for this practice session but now he was a bit happier it was Beat. Soon they would clash yet within the fight they would be learning from the other to reach even higher. This was why he loved martial arts.
The young saiyan would be broken out of his happy thoughts by Beat's affirmation of his race. Nodding, Durzo could tell that the subject was weighing on Beat's mind a tad more than he expected. Did he know something about his people? However, it didn't seem to last long as the red-haired boy seemed to be ready to begin. Russet eyes scanned over him to notice that change in presence as he invoked his ki to surround him. A light-hearted smile made itself known on his face as he prepared himself for the bout. "Yes, lets." Within moments, Durzo let his body relax allowing a calm state to wash over him.
As a fighter, he was more of the reactive type thus he found it to his advantage to have others attack first. So when Beat made the first move he just fell back into his natural routine to analyze. Was it a distancing tactic? He didn't seem to be the type for it. Maybe to test my reaction. Slowly through this, he would determine how Beat fought. Quickly, his eyes would dart to and fro, catching sight of the numerous ki blasts that aimed to impact him. Then his body went into action. First, he'd kick off the earth to gain some distance from the assault before he would dart to his left. As he did so, he'd evade the blasts in a blur of speed by rapidly sidestepping in between and out of their trajectory through his movement towards his objective. Durzo could feel the very heat emanating from Beat's energy as they soared around him to land and finally explode on nearby earth and rock formations. Through all of this Durzo made sure to always bring his gaze back to Beat. What was next? Was he preparing something? Should I counter now? What method? So many paths and he had to pick one. So he decided.
After evading the first attack, Durzo would leap forward and burst into a streamlined flight towards Beat. Let's see how this goes. The violet aura around him would blaze and flutter until he closed the distance between them. Upon getting within range his aura would instantly be extinguished as he would take the speed from his rush to drive his body into a spin. Raising his right leg he would then aim to deliver a spinning roundhouse kick to Beat's left arm. "Why don't we try close combat for a bit?"
Words: 590 TWC: 1799 ------------------- Stamina: 3/3 > 2/3 [ST-1] Dodge!: [Dodge up to 100% of your PL] Roundhouse kick to left arm - PL: 128
OOC: I'm getting used to the mechanics so let me know if I mess up
Mastered Power (x5)
Controlled Great Ape (x10)
Evil Power Surge (x14)
True Super Saiyan (x19)
Legendary Super Saiyan (x34)
True Legendary Super Saiyan (x50)
Estate (+150x Gravity Machine)
Dojo + Martial Arts School
Namekian Dragon Radar, x2 Advanced Scouter
Farm (80% Shop)
Van Eltia (Mothership)
(+2 Cargo Bay Adjustment, x2 Perfect Medical Machine, Advanced Gravity Machine, x1 Boost Thrusters)
x100 Gravity Machine
Cendo (25%)
SIC (Tetsu) (75%)
x1 Medicine Brew (Senzu)
x1 Extra DB Roll
x1 Unique Capsule
Called a martial artist was a bit embarrassing moment, but at the same time happy one. Beat grinned and scratched his cheek sheepishly. "Oh that was kind of you... Well, indeed, I want to seek improvement for myself. I dunno since when but I'm starting to have... some certain liking toward martial arts. It's kind of a hobby now. Especially a good fight, I'm always in for one. I guess I'm kind of an adrenaline junkie like that..." he's a bit ashamed, but that's true. He just want to get a nice fight. Durzo seem also love to learn new martial arts, and he don't mind. As one who is relatively a newbie in this, he want to get stronger and stronger. He understood that he might not have any money to pay for martial arts teacher, so all he can do is this: Sparring. Durzo also seem to be unique in that extent. He watched as the other guy seem to be happy with the encounter. He's honestly happy too.
The fight begins, and already, the guy seem to understood what to do in this situation. He does indeed meant it for distraction. The technique was lacking in firepower, but strong enough to not be a pushover like his regular ki bullets. With Durzo dodging in high speed, Beat formulated his plan. What will he do after he dodge? Will he return the blast? Would he actually stopped and somehow use that blast back against me? Both combatant seem to analyze each other. Just by dodging is not enough. He need to learn more about his opponent. He want to see what sort of ki blasts he have, or what sort of effects it have. More, I need to analyze more. Beat's grin widened as he continues to watch Durzo's figure. His speed is indeed remarkable, but Beat's own eyes can easily catch his movement. Whether he can react that fast or not, though, is up to debate.
However, to his surprise, Durzo charged directly to him. He's not caught off guard like in fight before this. A sweeping kick to the left arm! Beat brought his arm in guarding position, but purposely let himself swept by the force. The recoil aren't as bad as he thought. Just a bit itchy. The boy quickly backflipped to his feet and charges forward, ki aura blazing. "Oh why yes~ let's do close combat for now!"
Beat sent a punch to Durzo's chest, followed by some kicks. Somehow he's interested to have a chat meanwhile. "So, you shared a bit about yourself, wouldn't fair if I don't share mine. I'm just a normal kid from East City. My family lived there. As a Saiyan have you been prosecuted, Durzo-san?" a punch again, but this time to the chin. "I'm a mixed, you see. I don't know where he came from, but my father got black hair and black eyes. It's not from people of my tribe. He kinda looks like Mr. Satan now that I think of it... Only instead of afro, his hair is spiky, like, really spiky. I never saw it change to be honest, no matter how much he cut it or styled it," a kick this time, to the left leg. "My mother is from Musica tribe. She used to live in forest, but apparently people from the city hates us, pretty much, calling us barbarians. My red hair and red eyes, I got it from her."
He broke the contact for now. "I was kind of bullied. There are bullies in school that apparently got ki... but now that I think about it, they're just about as strong as a normal adult. Still, for kids without ki, that's enough to make huge difference. I was bullied... and from then on, I just... let it be I guess. I was unable to grow stronger. No matter how hard I try, whatever my training was or whatever I eat and drink, they resulted to nothing... I was... frankly powerless and it's annoying me to no end, to just lick their feet---well, figuratively of course. That's why I want to get stronger and stronger, until no one would mess with me." Beat took back his stance, ready for the next one. "Why do you want to get stronger, Durzo-san?"
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