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Post by Lord Chill on Oct 25, 2018 4:04:08 GMT -6
PL: 20,000 Chill had a score to settle. Just like his run in with Kalabas, this particular side stop was deeply personal in nature for Chill. A saiyan warrior with whom he had tussled before by the name of Nashua was another one of the Saiyan Kingdom's soldiers that they'd had sightings of operating on Namek. Chill would like to tell people he was the type to let go of grudges... but that wouldn't exactly be true. When it came to grudges the reality was that he held on to them with every bit of might his little villainous heart could muster until they crushed themselves into a black hole and emptied him of all thoughts and feelings that weren't attached to the grudge. He knew that too, and while he had been very well distracted since it happened, he knew that if he didn't confront it soon the grudge would begin to grow in the deep recesses of his mind. He couldn't let that happen. Chill was lucky enough to have found out her scouter frequency as well when the fleet hacked the saiyans to get him the king's contact information. Heading out into a secluded valley in the Northern scar, he stood among the steam and the heat by a small cavern, and watched the air waver in front of him as he made the call. "Hello again. Meet me in the valley near the southeastern edge of the Northern Scar. Come alone. Just because I'll be alone doesn't mean I won't know if you don't. I have hostages." That wasn't exactly the truth, but... as a killer, torturer, loan shark and politician, it's not exactly like he was inexperienced in the department. Clicking the scouter once again, Chill called some nearby troopers to sit hidden away over the edges of the valley, instructing them to shoot towards the Saiyan that would be here soon, but only once he gave them the signal in the form of a shot of his own fired her way. Fanning himself off, he waited in delight at the bottom of the steaming hot dale , counting the moments before his prey to come walking straight into his trap. Nashua
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Post by Nashua on Oct 25, 2018 16:27:01 GMT -6
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Nashua had been in the middle of a food break when she received the message. In fact, her sandwich was halfway in her mouth when the words popped up on her scouter. Was this Ramen playing some kind of prank? No, this wasn't her style. Not that Nashua had ever known, at least. This was someone else, and they claimed to have hostages. Even if it was a prank, she couldn't take the chance. The Saiyan quickly swallowed the food that was already in her mouth and stood up, before taking off and making a beeline towards whoever this was. She'd have brought her ship along with her in case she needed to transform, but... Well, she couldn't anymore. The Saiyan would just need to rely on her own power this time - she could do that! Especially if this mystery person was alone, as they said they were. There weren't many around who could go toe to toe with her, even at her base power.
It took a few minutes, but Nashua finally arrived at the location she'd been told to go, and picked up a significant power level, but one well below hers. And, when she got close, she recognized the Arcosian that stood before her. "You're that guy from the mountain!" she exclaimed, remembering how he'd tried to attack her and the pirate lady after the latter had accidentally damaged his space pod. How the heck did he get her contact information? Well, that didn't matter anymore. "I... Don't remember your name. Or, if I even got it. Sorry," she said, glancing around the area. She couldn't see anybody, but she was picking up multiple lower power levels in the near distance. Were those the hostages he was talking about? If they were, then she couldn't risk make any bold moves. He could blow them all up at a moment's notice.
"What do you want with me?" she asked him, bluntly. Things hadn't exactly ended well for him, if she could remember correctly, so if this was some childish act of revenge, then that was silly. What good was it to drag innocent Namekians into a petty squabble like this? She'd have likely answered his call regardless, though she had to admit, she probably would've brought a friend or two along with her to help. So, if he wanted a one on one fight, he'd gotten it. It was a dirty way to get it, but a successful one. "I'm busy with other things, at the moment," she stated, "If you want to kill me, then could you try and do so later? I have more important matters to be dealing with than trying to make a space lizard feel better about his damaged pride."
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Post by Lord Chill on Oct 25, 2018 22:35:46 GMT -6
PL: 20,000 Transformed PL: 120,000 Stepping away from the wall he leaned against, he nodded as Nashua recalled their fight at the mountain. It had been burned clearly into his memory, yet it seemed she hadn't taken the same amount of notice of the day as he had. Gritting his teeth and staving off a snappy retort, he simply introduced himself when she said she couldn't recall his name. "Lord Chill. No need to apologize, I've learned to lower my expectations when dealing with your kind." She was moving her head around the area. She was looking for something. He noticed something though, or rather, a lack of something. She didn't have a tail, either trailing behind her or wrapped around her waist. This was good. This was an advantage. Then she asked a question, posed bluntly. She obviously didn't respect the importance of this encounter. It wasn't merely revenge. It was closure, and a deliverance of the highest order. She didn't see... but he would make her see. "Hohoho. I think we're both very aware of what I want to do here. What I'm going to do. But you're wrong about one thing... I don't want to kill you. That would be too easy an escape for you."He pointed a finger towards her, something he knew she'd be familiar with if she remembered their past encounter on any level. A red light rose to the tip of his finger and began to expand. "Neither of us are leaving this valley until I've shown you the folly of your actions." The ball of red ki was very obviously ready to burst. He locked his eyes on hers. "Now to show you I mean business..." He quickly snapped his arm out to the side, firing a shot off into the distance. One of the soldiers he had called to stand died instantly, a beam through the side of his neck. They were far enough away that even he couldn't make out who they were in any detail, and he hoped he could maintain the hostage facade. "S-Sir! Private Durian has been struck down. Please respond or give the signal if we should open fire!!" Chill didn't respond to the call, and simply readied himself for battle. Rolling the muscles within his body over his stomach, he felt his heart pump harder and harder as his energy burst outwards. Quickly, his form changed to the slender state that was his true form. He held his hand out and beckoned her closer. "Dance with me, monkey." KP: 3/3 It's time to f-f-fight! Chill transforms into his True Form (x6), making his PL 120,000! Nashua
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Post by Nashua on Oct 26, 2018 7:31:40 GMT -6
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'Lord Chill', huh? Was every Arcosian a Lord? Nashua was pretty sure every one she'd heard of so far was. Then again, she'd only met, like, three. She'd heard of more, but they had all been referred to as Lord as well, like Lord Tundra and Lord Aizu. ...Was that just, like, the first name of all Arcosians, and not actually a title? Or some kind of 'last name first' situation, and all of them were actually related? Something to think on, perhaps, but either way, Nashua was in for a grudge match. He said he wouldn't kill her, but she had a feeling that just meant this would segue into something far, far worse if she let him get the better of her. How hard would it be to send out a discreet message to the Kingdom and request backup? As Nashua considered calling for help, Chill made quick on his promise of hostages.
The Saiyan gasped and lunged forward as he shot out a beam, but she was too late, already - one of the energy signatures that had been there before was now no more, as the beam exploded on contact. "You-" she started to exclaim as she grit her teeth. Nothing she could do about that, now. But Chill was being awfully clever, if he wanted her to stay and fight. Had he no hostages, she'd have just left him where he stood with little interest in allowing him to settle his grudge. But, now she had to fight, and she had to win. Otherwise, every life he was holding in his grasp was at risk. There was no telling what he'd decide to do with all the Namekians after he'd finished with her, so she couldn't allow him that chance.
His powered up form vaguely resembled Boreal's, though didn't quite pack the same amount of power. It was still well above hers, though. Would she even stand a chance in a fight like this? ...Only one way to find out. "You wanna dance? Fine!" she exclaimed, whipping her weapon out and making a straight charge for him. With their difference in power level, she was going to have to play this smart if she was going to win. The Saiyan lurched her spear forward, but over the Arcosian's head, and blasted into the side of a cliff that loomed over them. The explosion caused more than a few rocks to begin tumbling down, along with a fair share of dusty debris that'd make it hard for either of them to see clearly, but Nashua's scouter allowed her to zero in on Chill's signature regardless of how well she could actually see him.
The Saiyan darted behind Chill quickly as she could, and wordlessly charged and blasted off a huge amount of ki energy from her spear, her teeth grit and eyes narrowed in a silent rage. She wasn't mad that he'd dragged her into a fight, but rather, that he'd dragged innocent lives into the middle of their struggle just because he was feeling petty about his losses. The pink beam rocketed towards Chill, and if it made contact, it'd explode furiously and kick up even more dust and rocks. But if it went past him, it'd continue until it blasted through another cliff face and rocketed off into the atmosphere. Nashua couldn't afford to hold back with weaker strikes, here.
TAGS: Lord Chill
OOC NOTES: [UP2] Faithful Laser Beam blasted towards Chill! 47,520 PL damage incoming! KP: 3/3 > 1/3
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Post by Lord Chill on Oct 26, 2018 21:52:18 GMT -6
PL: 20,000 Transformed PL: 120,000 Ah, the ease at which somebody with compassion could have their heartstrings plucked to reach a goal. The murder of the 'hostage' was exactly what Chill had needed to do to push her to stay and indulge him in his craving for a fight. She had lunched forwards to stop him as he'd thrown his arm aside and struck down the soldier, and yet when the man died she halted in her tracks. Chill's lips cocked up into an evil little smile, the glee in his eyes proving that no good lived among the thoughts behind them. Finally she stepped into the dance, withdrawing a spear and charging towards him. Like the complicated synchronization of a waltz, Chill gracefully dodged her first spear thrust. Except... he hadn't anticipated that it had never intended to hit, and was caught by surprise when rocks and dust began to fill the air around them. Stifling his coughs with one hand, he saw her energy signature moving around and felt the airflow whisk to behind him as she closed in to strike. She was slower than him, but even so it took a somewhat sizable modicum of effort to avoid the blast. Vanishing from sight, the attack ploughed through his visage as it sputtered out like a cloud of dust, the explosion that followed obscuring what was going on even further. Chill had appeared behind Nashua in a burst of speed, and pushed his fingertip into the base of her spinal cord as he let out a little chuckle. "Boo."A brilliant flash of light would flash back into his own face from the red beam as he fired it point blank. She was slower than him, true. But it still remained to be seen if she was fast enough to counter his lesser attacks. Weak as they were, Chill placed his bets against her. KP: 1/3 Chill dodges the attack with [SU1] Afterimage, dodging for up to 120,000. Chill appears behind Nashua, firing at her back with [N1] Precision! 39,600 damage! Nashua
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Post by Nashua on Oct 27, 2018 5:04:05 GMT -6
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It seemed almost certain that her attack would hit its mark and effectively blast the Arcosian where he stood, but, in one instant, Chill was there, and the next, he was not. "Wh-" Nashua started to exclaim as her laser beam shot off into the distance and hurtled off into the atmosphere, though she was interrupted when she felt a finger jab into her back. The Saiyan didn't even have time to turn and look at her attacker before a blast of energy stabbed into her and sent her rocketing forward across the ground at high speeds. The young woman tumbled across the rocky surface for a few dozen meters or so before skidding to a halt after having managed to land on her feet. A sick feeling could be felt in her stomach as she panted for air, her golden eyes glaring at the disgusting space capitalist while he caught her breath.
The beam he'd blasted at her hadn't pierced her skin and dug its way into her spine, thankfully, but the smoldering flesh that was scarred across her back sure hurt. And the annoying part was, she probably could've avoided it if she'd been expecting it, but the sheer speed with which Chill was moving was quite difficult to follow, even with her scouter equipped. And he didn't have even the slightest difficulty following Nashua's movements, even when he was blinded by all the dust and rocks she'd kicked up, so that could only mean he was capable of sensing her energy signature. Great. If she tried to attack again so soon, she'd just end up wearing herself down quickly, and that was the best way to send herself and all the hostages into early graves. If she could get Chill talking, then maybe she could stall him for a bit to give herself more time to recharge.
"I don't see why you're seeking out me for revenge, here," she said, keeping a close eye on the lizard for any sudden movements. Just because she was going to strike him didn't mean she didn't have to be prepared for him to strike her. "That pirate lady was the one who did all the attacking and instigating, I just happened to be there. In fact, she was the one who blew up your ship! I hadn't even happened across the scene by the time that occurred!" A thought occurred in Nashua's head that maybe she could play with his pride, here. She continued with her arms cross over her chest, her brows furrowed at Chill. "Or, do you just think you can't handle her monkey form? So you had to single me out since I can't use it? Wow, you really don't put much stock into your own strength, huh? I bet you're just too scared to actually go challenge her."
TAGS: Lord Chill
OOC NOTES: [N1] Precision withstood! 55% PL damage taken! KP: 1/3 > 2/3
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Post by Lord Chill on Oct 28, 2018 1:46:02 GMT -6
PL: 20,000 Transformed PL: 120,000 Bulked PL: 140,000 / 60,000 Every word from this stupid woman's mouth was an affront to everything Chill stood for. She had taken the blast to the spine and been sent hurtling forwards, burnt and wounded by his attack. Even still, panting and dragging the air through her lungs, she seemed to think it an appropriate time to rasp out some sass and imply that Chill was a coward. Chill. A coward? Obviously, she hadn't seen just how direct he'd been just then in his attacks. The pirate woman had nothing to do with this grudge, but hearing her brought up set a fire ablaze deep in his stomach. His eyes twisted from joy and confidence to unbridled fury for merely an instant, as Chill spat at the ground in her direction. "You insolent brat! I might not be Lord Boreal, but I'm strong enough to put a filthy ape like you down!" Seething rage in every word, Chill gripped his knuckles hard and threw his hands down dramatically as he yelled across to her. His body swelled under the rage, and his eyes almost rolled into his skull from the pressure he felt in his body. His face was boiling, hotter than the steaming dale around him, and it was getting hotter. His form became a hulking mass for a moment, as he charged in. It wasn't a thoughtless attack, but his movements were sloppier than normal, his tactics corrupted by his sudden impulse to lay the beat down on this fool. 140,000. Closing the distance between the two he unleashed a violent combination of the hardest punches and kicks he could muster towards the recovering Saiyan. Each blow was thrown with calculated fury. This was going to hurt. KP: 2/3 Chill's angry, and gets swole! [UT] Bulking used! New PL: 140,000 / 60,000. (Reads as 140,000). Chill charges in with a barrage of - a n g e r y - blows! KP +1 from no KP techs. Nashua
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Post by Nashua on Oct 29, 2018 11:52:51 GMT -6
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Okay, she'd pissed him off. That was the plan, right? Now that Nashua thought about it, it probably was not the best idea to insult the pride of a bloodthirsty Arcosian. A blind man could have seen the rage that welled up in Chill's face as it contorted and visibly steamed, so to Nashua it was clear as day that she'd hit on a nerve. Still, it was keeping him from killing hostages for the time being, seeing as how focused he was on enacting revenge on her. Maybe she should just keep the ball rolling and see where it went? As he spat about his strength in comparison to Lord Boreal, Nashua mused back, "Well, you got one out of two things right, there: You are nowhere near as strong as Lord Boreal." As the Arcosian bulked up further in size and muscle mass, Nashua nervously eyed her scouter, and watched his power level rise even beyond that of its already massive 120,000.
When he finally stopped bulking, he now registered at 140,000. Just under double her power in her base form. Boy, a tail would really have come in handy right about now. It was time to make good on that taunt of hers, though - Nashua was not dying to this guy, of all guys. Not after all she'd already been through. Before she was ready for it, though, Chill launched himself at her in a massively powerful charge, a relentless swing taken at the Saiyan. She didn't even need to get hit by it to see how much power there was behind it, but that didn't mean she wasn't hit. The Arcosian's fist slammed into the side of the Saiyan's head, and for a brief moment, all Nashua could hear was a distant ringing sound, and saw blurry white flashes before her eyes. Well, that was probably a concussion.
She hadn't even had the chance to hit the floor yet before a further rush of punches came, pounding relentlessly against her face and torso, until, finally, she was sent flying back by a particularly powerful hit, the young woman soaring across the ground and smashing against the cliff side, embedded several inches into the rocky surface. Her feet have never even touched the ground. The Saiyan was dazed as she lifted her head and pushed herself out of her crater, stumbling forward and barely managing to catch herself from face planting. "That's... All you got?" Nashua taunted further. Her head lifted up to look at the Arcosian, a bruise swelling under her eye making it a little hard to keep her left one open properly, but she still stood back up and stared him down.
Nashua hadn't been expecting him to attack so viciously right off the bat, so she'd been caught off guard. That was mistake was not going to be made a second time. She just had to instigate him a little further... "Either you're pulling your punches, or someone really needs to hit the gym. This is your max power? You're barely a fraction of the strength that I can reach." It wasn't technically an empty threat, but she couldn't really make good on it without her tail. If she just had her damn tail, she could show this space lizard what she was made of! But for now, she needed to reserve her energy. There was only one way to win, and it was through giving her next attack everything she could muster. If that didn't do the job, then, well...
TAGS: Lord Chill
OOC NOTES: KP: 2/3 > 3/3
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Post by Lord Chill on Oct 30, 2018 18:57:46 GMT -6
PL: 20,000 Transformed PL: 120,000 Bulked PL: 140,000 / 60,000 He didn't even smile or laugh when his first wild strike bounded off the Saiyan, feeling a weak crack under the force of his fist slapped against it. He just scowled, and kept swinging wildly towards any part of her body that he knew would hurt. Punch after punch, he felt the pain he was drilling into her body and still he only hissed and scowled and struck again. He had been consumed in this moment by his furious drive to inflict as much pain as he could. With a powerful wind up, he had sent her flying into the cliff wall and he stood glaring at her ravenous expression welling in his eyes. His hungry eyes and pointed scowl quickly turned to more wild, lawless exasperation towards his opponent. With each word she spoke, she threw more kindling and oil onto the fire burning deep inside of Chill. With each blow she survived and continued to fight through, she bellowed the flames and pushed them to burn hotter and faster. Chill had never faced someone so ignorant before. He couldn't remember a time that his overwhelming advantage had been so thoroughly ignored by someone else. He had never hated the sound of someone's voice this much. Still swollen like an over-inflated muscular puffer fish, Chill once again darted forwards with his fist in his hand. Feinting an attack swung towards her puffy, bruising eye with his right arm he'd spin hard and strike her with his tail at the last second in the hopes that he could once again strike her into the wall. The more time she spent recovering or staggered, the more chances Chill had at striking her down. He could tell she was getting worn out from their fight and if he was in his complete right mind he'd have worked out that she was planning something. He had an inkling at the least, but he had pushed it aside when his mind became totally occupied with the singular mission of hitting her as many times as his distended build possibly could. Whether or not she was pushed away he would rush in for another wild barrage of swings, huffing with each jab and hook. This form was draining on him, even more than his regular True Form. He needed to end this soon. KP: 3/3 MORE ANGERY MORE PUNCHES KP +1 from no KP techs. Nashua
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Post by Nashua on Oct 31, 2018 22:08:58 GMT -6
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Angry Chill wasn't much one for words, was he? Nashua expected him to at least growl something at her in a rage, but instead of that, he just kind of huffed and puffed at her, seething with rage where he stood like a boiling stick of butter. He wasn't a fan of her resilience, that much was clear. Still, she expected him to say something before rushing at her like a raging bull, though he was entirely wordless while he charged at her and pulled his fist back for a swing at her. She was ready for it this time, though, ducking down and starting to dart off to the side before the hulking arm could fully extend towards her, only for the Arcosian to whip himself around and bring his tail swinging right towards her. The appendage slammed into her torso and sent her flying back again, a gasp of air rushing out the Saiyan's mouth as the wind was knocked from her lungs.
She crashed right back into the wall where she'd already been slammed, and a pained grunt escaped her throat, though it came out as more of a yelp than anything else. But all things considered, it was evident Chill still wasn't going all out with his power, and Nashua was able to recover just in time to launch herself up and over the Arcosian just as he lunged forward to attack her, his fists presumably crashing straight into the wall she'd just been embedded into with enough force to shake the earth itself. "You really think some punches and kicks are gonna get to me?" she taunted him. She had one idea left on how she just might be able to squeeze victory from the jaws of defeat, but it was risky. And it was really going to hurt.
The Saiyan landed behind him, and backed away briskly to keep her distance from him. The harder she was for him to just punch and kick, the better. "Boreal was able to put power behind his attacks!" Nashua shouted off at Chill, "You're all big and buff, but even I'm shaking off everything you can toss at me! Is this really all you have to offer? No wonder you were too scared to go after the pirate lady, she'd have torn you to pieces and left you with your pride feeling all hurt, just like she did back on Earth!" Nashua's body was screaming for her to stop talking and rest, with how empty her lungs felt, but she knew she had to instigate Chill a bit further, here. "Why don't you show me a real attack, if you're so big and strong?"
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Post by Lord Chill on Nov 1, 2018 0:51:40 GMT -6
PL: 20,000 Transformed PL: 120,000 Bulked PL: 140,000 / 60,000 Each time she dodged, Chill felt the air rush past and another one of his blood vessels expanded to monstrous proportions and looked just as likely as the rest of his body to burst. The constant avoidance and the digs at his pride, Chill could tell she was dragging out this fight as long as she could. Stopping for a moment to catch his breath after a string of attacks, Nashua had backed away to give herself some space as well. Looking up as he trembled under the power of his own burly form, Chill heard more of the woman's painful words. She really, really seemed to know exactly how to push Chill's buttons. She looked just as tired and worn as he was becoming, and at this point he couldn't hold his fury in anymore. Feeling all the rage in his body bubbling to a single point, he threw his energy into the mix and felt it roar uncontrollably in his depths of his core. Raising an arm familiarly, he cradled it's thickened length with his other arm, his hand held forwards like a pistol and trained on Nashua's exhausted form. "You... need to... learn... your place..." He struggled through wheezing breaths to get his words out of his mouth, but as he finished, a wild aura burst out around his body. Quickly the large aura sucked itself in, moving along Chill's body and being sucked in by the rapidly expanding red orb looming on the end of his finger tip. "You want... a real... attack? Fine..." Through strained breaths he blurted out more as he locked his trembling arm in place. Lines of electricity ran up his arm as he held his breath, squeezing the last drops of energy he could muster into the attack. Blowing his arm upwards and cocking his shoulder back with the recoil of the shot, Chill sent the deadly stream of energy soaring through the air towards the ignorant, infuriating monkey he so desperately wanted to feel his pain. After the shot left his finger his arm dropped and he sucked in a deep breath, his body beginning to lessen it's inflammation and return to it's normal size. If that didn't put the filthy cretin down, Chill wasn't sure what else he could do. KP: 0/3 Chill fired [MP3] Deadly Precision for 140,000 PL in Damage! Chill dropped [UT] Bulking at the end of his turn. His power will return to 120,000 next turn. Nashua
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Post by Nashua on Nov 1, 2018 7:32:26 GMT -6
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Her words had finally forced Chill into the breaking point she'd wanted him to go. With some pained words muttered at her expense, the ki energy around the Arcosian visibly began to focus into his arm, bursts of electricity shooting out from the limb from the sheer force of the attack he was building up. Nashua gulped as she readied herself. If she could do this properly, then maybe she could win. If not, and his attack hit its mark, this would likely be her end. The Saiyan braced herself, and wondered whether she should send Ramen a quick message on her scouter, just in case this was the end. Then, she remembered Ramen didn't have a scouter. As the energy from the beam blasted forth in a sickening bright red color, she took in a deep breath. And then, it blasted straight through her torso, surely putting an end to the warrior's life and sending her straight to the gave, just as Chill would have wanted.
...Or so it seemed. But, shortly after the attacked pierced her, the 'her' that it had pierced began to dissipate, before vanishing entirely, and a few dozen meters away from Chill, a panting but relatively unharmed Nashua stood, a faint smile across her features. "That was... Close!" she exclaimed, clearly gasping for air for a few additional moments before she corrected her posture and let out a sigh. "Sorry for instigating you like that, but I wanted to make sure you'd used up all your energy before I tried what I'd been planning," she started to explain as she put her weapon back onto her belt clip and folded her hands behind her back. Now was her chance to do what she'd been planning - talking Chill down while he was too drained of his energy to harm any of the hostages.
"Now then, I suppose I should apologize for what happened back on Earth, first and foremost. I don't know who that pirate woman was, but she was certainly not in the right to lash out at you like that. You had every proper means to be mad at her, I know how troublesome ship problems can be," she explained with a faint smile as she tried to keep the gasping for air to a minimum. Even if she was trying to settle the situation, if Chill noticed how exhausted she was, then he might try to take advantage of that and strike. "And, I'm not sure what grudge you hold against me, myself, but if I did anything to personally wound you, I deeply and profoundly apologize and insist it was unintentional," the Saiyan added as she bowed her head slightly and solemnly towards the space lizard.
As she lifted her head, she sent out one final plea. "So, please, don't drag other people into this mess just because I made a mistake. I know you're a smart and sensible person, so surely you know that, if you just start killing hostages here and there, I'm going to have to call in backup. Can't we just resolve this between the two of us?"
TAGS: Lord Chill
OOC NOTES: Battle Armor used for +1 Defensive PL! New PL is 72,000/144,000! [SU1] Trusty Afterimage used to evade [MP3] Deadly Precision! KP: 3/3 > 2/3
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Post by Lord Chill on Nov 1, 2018 23:46:53 GMT -6
PL: 20,000 Transformed PL: 120,000 His body trembled as it shrunk back to normal size. His attack had been dodged, his whole body burned with intense heat and sweat poured down his face in streaks from the strain. He hadn't imagined that he'd need to put out so much energy to win this fight... it was sickening how easily she'd danced and evaporated out of the way of his most devastating attack. Huffing, he placed a hand on one knee and leaned over, desperately trying to capture his breath and hold it down in his lungs. Through his breathing and brightening vision he heard her words. Her plea to let the 'hostages' go and and to resolve the issues between the two of them. From what she said, it seemed she'd planned this. Hoped that he'd blow his load prematurely and leave himself open so she could abuse his moment of weakness as part of her persuasion. Then he remembered. Clicking the scouter on the side of his head, he raggedly whispered under his breath into the microphone receiver of the headset. "ᶠᶦʳᵉ, ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ᵈᵃᵐⁿᵉᵈ..." He had forgotten that his men were idiots and couldn't work out when to fire for themselves, and so it had taken this long for them to be put into action. Leaning his head up Chill smiled at the woman through his heavy sighs and locked eyes with her. "Your apology means nothing to me, woman. You don't even understand that your existence above me is wrong... You don't even understand that I should have towered over you and that filthy pirate lady... You don't even... Oh forget it. You're far too dull to comprehend a truth as complex as this, anyway."As he finished his words, he saw the men in the distance crest over the hill at the edges of the valley. A volley of rifle fire and ki waves soared from all sides, barreling towards Nashua. None of them were strong enough to do any significant damage to her, but Chill wanted to abuse the distraction that avoiding so many different attacks at once would cause. Taking in a deep breath, he began to gather his energy and bit his tongue, bringing his breathing back to a much more manageable state. If he couldn't recover his energy there was no way he was winning this fight, regardless of the power gap. Chill was not going to allow another loss. KP: 1/3 Chill has returned to his normal state of 120,000. Chill finally signals the fake hostages to attack Nashua. Chill recovers 1 KP. Nashua
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Nashua
Administrator

Queen of Arcose
PL: 250,000
Oozaru (x5P) Ultra Super Saiyan (x17/x13T) Mastered Super Saiyan (x16P)
Tag: @nashua
Posts: 1,193
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Post by Nashua on Nov 3, 2018 14:23:23 GMT -6
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Chill wasn't backing down, even in the vulnerable position Nashua had forced him into. Nashua huffed out through her nose when the Arcosian stood back up and began to mutter about his superiority, how he 'deserved' to be above Nashua and the pirate Saiyan. If there was one thing that Chill had in common with Boreal, it was his conceitedness. "What is it with you Arcosians and your entitlement?" Nashua asked after Chill had finished scolding her. "I get taking pride in yourself, but seriously, I haven't met a single one of you that hasn't assumed they were just inherently better than everyone else in the universe! And-" Nashua was going to continue letting off on Chill, but stopped when a beeping scouter alerted her to an incoming blast from overhead, that she dodged to the side, the energy blast narrowly missing her head.
Chill had called in backup!? Nashua quickly scanned around, and sure enough, she was surrounded by energy signatures. They were weak, but there was a large number of them at his disposal. How had she not picked up on them before? She'd even been keeping on eye on the other numbers around to make sure the hostages - wait. A cursory scan revealed no other energy signatures than the ones currently firing at her. In fact, she was pretty sure she recognized some of the same numbers as before. "These were your 'hostages'?" Nashua shouted at Chill, more rhetorically than anything else. He sure had played her like a fool, making her think all these Goons were really Namekians he'd captured. And, she supposed she could rest a bit easier knowing that the one he'd offed earlier was actually just one of his own men that he found infinitely disposable.
Plus, she kind of didn't really have any reason to entertain his hurt pride any further, now. "Well, this has been a great waste of time. But I suppose I should thank you for further driving in the point that all Arcosians are conceited jerks who only care about themselves." The blasts that were coming her way felt like they were moving in slow motion in comparison to the stuff she usually have to maneuver her way around, so most were dodged quite effortlessly, and the few that hit their marks barely even stung. Still, she wanted to see what Chill would do, now. It had become abundantly clear that he lacked the power to kill her, even with all his strength. "Any last messages you wanted to relay before I shoved off to do more important things?"
TAGS: Lord Chill
OOC NOTES: KP: 2/3 > 3/3
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Post by Lord Chill on Nov 5, 2018 5:15:20 GMT -6
PL: 20,000 Transformed PL: 120,000 Entitlement. She said the word like it was bad. Like it didn't hold truth or order or law intrinsically within it's meaning in the grand scheme. Chill would never understand how people of such incredible strength or associated with kings and nobles couldn't comprehend the simple fact that some people are simply greater than others by right of birth. Sickened by how long the fight was taking, he was glad when the beams finally let loose towards her. With the expected ease he'd assumed she'd have over his weak little minions, Nashua's supreme speed and reflexes allowed her to dodge them with surprising ease even without expecting them. With the complaints from the woman, it seemed his prey had realized she had been the mouse in the trap, instead of the one saving the mice. Smiling at her Chill, simply nodded as she yelled toward him. "I never said where I got the hostages." Flashing a cheeky grin as he recovered some of his strength, he even poked his tounge out a crease towards her. "Technically, I never lied to you. I simply withheld parts of the truth." He was gloriously smug, even through the frustration he felt toward the woman for so easily avoiding his ultimate attack. She had finished dodging all of the blasts, some striking but leaving no actual marks on the saiyan warrior. She seemed to think she could just up and leave, and that Chill wasn't able to put her down because she had dodged one significant attack. Spitting at the ground, Chill glared at her. "You... you can't leave!" Chill needed to keep her here so he could make her feel his wrath. He was losing time. What could he do to make her stay? He could... he... he fired a shot."FACE ME!!" KP: 0/3 Chill fires [N1] Precision for 39,600 PL. Nashua
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