Still Just A Student (invite Nashua) Dec 30, 2018 22:53:23 GMT -6
Post by Tarch on Dec 30, 2018 22:53:23 GMT -6
Tarch PL: 100,000. Energy Setting: 20,000
It was reaching the end of a rather long day. A group of middle schoolers was finishing up their activities at a pizza place not far from their school. The students just finished up a group project for their Ki Study homework, even requiring a small spar among the teens and preteens. Naturally being a known top tier fighter, many kids flocked to Tarch to have him on their team. So the half saiyan got roped into a five man band study group where said hybrid did squat. Tarch was uncharacteristically unhelpful in his best subject. He didn’t participate in the mock fight, he barely lifted in a finger in the actual written part, and may be opened a single book in the research.
To top it off, one of the kids discovered a small problem with their work. “Uhh guys,” a sheep zoan spoke up, “we’re missing a piece. A pretty big one too.” The other three looked over while Tarch just listlessly nursed a slice of pizza. “Hey, you’re right. We forgot to write about a time our ki was changed by emotions,” another zoan, this one a kangaroo pointed out. The rest of the group swiftly turned their head to face the only one that had yet to put in any substantial work. Tarch stared back nervously. “...what?”
“You’re the only one who hasn’t done anything yet.” a namekian stated bluntly. “Come on man, this is like the easiest part.” The final member, a regular human continued the point, “Yeah Tarch! A guy as strong as you have GOT to have a story about how you got so mad you were like twice as strong as you are now.”
“Oddly specific,” Tarch grumbled, thinking back to his time on Namek with Mr. Vocado. Maybe that wasn’t such a bad idea, he just had to give a story right? How hard could it be? “Alright, but you have to write it Remi, you have the best handwriting.” The sheep nodded quickly, grabbing her pen and paper. The sheep agreed, though noted how Tarch would have to hurry, it was getting a little late. “Alright,” Tarch began finally sitting up straight, “I’m not gonna tell you guys a story about me getting angry though. It’s not fun and I’m pretty sure my teacher lost all respect for me. So I’m gonna talk about times I did better because I was happy. See on Namek…” Tarch began to regale his classmates with stories of his fights with Ramen, Okra, even Kayen. Each one had something in common. The more he got into those fights, the better he did. Of course, he only mildly touched on how Ms. Kayen almost killed him by accident. “That’s how I got that scar on my chest,” the hybrid laughed.
The others were absolutely entranced, Remi having to be prompted to continue writing every now and then since she was too captivated listening. The Namekian proceeded to ask if Tarch had any other stories since the Sulfur fight was too quick. “Let’s see… OH! Ms. Nashua was a great one! So Nashua is a saiyan from the kingdom. She taught me how to fly then too. So not only was I excited from my fight, but just… the thrill of flying is,” Tarch swooned, remembering his first time flying. He then shuddered when he remembered his first time falling. “My first fall was… embarrassing. Ms. Nashua had to catch me like twice, and I think caught me a third time too but I was ok then. So yeah once I got the hang of it I was just way too hyped up to stop even when I was exhausted… and boy was I tired! So much that Nashua had to catch me again. Of course,” the hybrid’s cheeks burned a little pink, “She did kiss me after we were done. Then I think I lost all my ki.”
The kids began to scoff, all positive the boy just made up that last part for popularity points. “Really? A girl actually kissed you? What was she pretty too?”
Tarch began to grow a little flustered. “I mean… she was, but she was an adult so…”
“HA! So it doesn’t count!”