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Post by Nashua on Jan 13, 2019 15:41:11 GMT -6
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Well, Tarch had calmed down, or, gotten less blind with fury. His power level dropped back down to much safer levels, and his rage seemed to have subsided and been replaced by what looked like sadness. Okay, so something was definitely bugging him that he hadn't talked about. It was probably good that he sent his friends off before he opened up - kids could be pretty ruthless when it came to bullying people for crying, and Tarch near instantly broke down into tears once they were in the clear. "Hey, hey, it's okay," Nashua urged him softly, gently pulling him in for a hug as he vented out all his frustrations. He sure had a lot on his mind for a kid his age - when Nashua was thirteen, she was pretty sure her biggest worry was completing her chores for her parents or training regimens for the military.
Once Tarch finally finished spilling his guts out, and replied, "Yeesh, and I thought Namek was rough for me," before finally breaking the hug and taking a step back. She thought about scolding him for having even come to a place as dangerous as Namek in the first place to allow himself to be exposed to all those sorts of things, but that wouldn't do them any good: the person who really needed a scolding for that was whoever Tarch's parents were. How irresponsible could two caretakers get? "Well, hey, you're okay and safe on Earth now," she stated, "And I'll uh, tell Kayen not to scar minors when I next see her. And maybe tell Cress to not kill people in front of children. And, uh, give Vocado his own set of lectures. Is it just me, or are Ramen and I the only sane people in this Kingdom...?"
That was its own can of worms, she supposed. For now, she had a chance to help Tarch, and of course she wasn't going to refuse his request. "If it'll help you feel better, then sure, I'll be your punching bag - but don't expect me to not punch back, of course!" The Saiyan gave the young hybrid a thumbs up, then walked over to where she'd tossed her spear down, picking it up and giving it a proper spin. "So, let's make this a good fight, whenever you're ready. I won't be holding back anything on you either, this time, so don't hold back on me." How strong Tarch was capable of getting, she wasn't sure, with how unstable his power level had been before, but letting him explode with all his might sounded like it'd take a lot of stress off his back.
TAGS: Tarch
OOC NOTES: KP: 2/3 > 3/3
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Post by Tarch on Jan 13, 2019 16:04:48 GMT -6
The young hybrid was surprised by the sudden embrace, his breath catching short in his throat. He then slowly brought his arms around her, pulling her in for a tighter hug. This must have been what having a caring big sister was like. He was sure Kon most have loved him somewhere deep inside, but he pushed too hard and now she was nowhere to be found. “Thank you,” sniffled Tarch. Nashua went on saying how she would punish anyone who made him feel like this.
Tarch shook his head, a weak giggle escaping him. “No no, don’t worry about everyone else. Mr. Cress didn’t know I was there. Mr. Vocado is just… well, I think from what he told me we both gave him enough of a lesson. Man… I guess I should have listened when my all three of my parents told me to stay home.” Even if they were right, controlling a super powered child when you were just two regular humans was tough. Meanwhile, Kohlra didn’t even know it was a warzone, and even if she did, her tough as nails saiyan lifestyle probably told her it would be fine.
“There is one more thing… Something I want to do if I ever meet him again…” Tarch straightened himself up. “There’s another relatively sane member of the kingdom. His name is Mr. Kalabas. I met his niece on Namek. Her name is Belle, and we became friends, but she was taken by the World Trade Fleet. And I want to help Mr. Kalabas get her back.” With that Tarch let his aura flare out again, his anger building up again. “I can’t get her back like I am now though.”
To his delight, Nashua agreed to be his release, but she would indeed fight back. Tarch gave her a smirk, taking one more wipe of his sleeve to dry any remaining tears. He gave another sniff. “Good, it won’t mean nearly as much if you just stand there. I’m going to need a second to power back up though.”
Tarch closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then with a mighty roar, his aura flared up to twice its maximum size. He stood there for a good few seconds, letting all the of the painful memories build up inside him. This was it, he was going to finally get this weight off him. When Tarch opened his eyes, they seemed to take on a more greenish color as opposed to their usual icy blue. His hair was wisping around, propelled by his fiery blue aura, popping and crackling with barely contained power. “Alright, Nashua. HERE I COME!” It was in no time at all that Tthe half saiyan would appear in front of the older saiyan. He would try to begin this fight exactly how he started their spar back on Namek, a solid punch to the stomach.
Saiyan Pride x2 Energy Setting OFF. PL: 200,000
KP: 3/3
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Post by Nashua on Jan 13, 2019 16:48:57 GMT -6
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"Well, they could still use a hint that they'd all messed up," Nashua insisted, though if Tarch was too embarrassed by it, she'd keep his name out of it when she confronted each of them. Besides, Vocado and Cress alike could learn to be more merciful, really. She'd helped Vocado snap out of his dark trance like state back on Namek once, but it was hard to say what might happen to him without having people around to knock him back into place whenever he was bent back out of shape. Oh, well, she'd get to that when the time came. "Oh, I met them," Nashua replied when Tarch mentioned Kalabas and his daughter, Belle. Her brows furrowed with worry when Belle being kidnapped by the Fleet came up, though. She didn't remember hearing anything about that happening, though it might have explained why she hadn't seen either of them since Namek.
"I'll... Look into that," she said, "That seems like something the Kingdom as a whole should have dealt with a while ago. I hope she's alright." Maybe she could see about taking care of that issue later, but for now, it was time to make Tarch her priority. She took a step back herself as Tarch began to power back up, curiously scanning him to see just how high his power level could do. It didn't stop at the 40,000 he'd begun with, nor did it stop at 100,000 this time. It went beyond her own, even. Way beyond her own, more than she thought it would have when she agreed to fight him. "Uhh..." she mumbled when his power level finally stopped rising at a flat 200,000. Well, this was, uh, going to hurt pretty badly, wasn't it?
...Well, if it was for Tarch's sake, she'd grin and bear through it. "Alright, I'm ready for you!" she yelled out when Tarch bellowed he was coming for her. Evidently, she was not ready for him. Tarch was suddenly across the field from Nashua, and then he was suddenly right in front of her, and then she was suddenly flying back through the air with a huge, sharp pain in her stomach, until she slid to a stop across the grass on her back. "Oookay," she exasperatedly said with some amount of disbelief as she stood back up on her feet. "I'm okay, let's keep going!" she called across the field back at Tarch. She didn't want him to see how badly she was already hurt, of course. She was gonna keep going till he was satisfied, or until her body physically wouldn't let her. Hopefully the former came first.
TAGS: Tarch
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Post by Tarch on Jan 14, 2019 11:07:57 GMT -6
Tarch wasn’t sure what to think anymore. He was just feeling anger that he didn’t even want to feel. The thing was, he needed to feel this. He only faltered for a brief moment when he sent Nashua skidding backward. Even when she called back that she was alright, the younger teen was just a little unsure. “This is for me,” he reminded himself, “this is so I can finally come home.” Still, he didn’t want to injure his friend. So Tarch decided to keep his attacks simple, no flashy speed tricks until he absolutely needed them.
The was a major issue though. Tarch had no idea just how strong his anger had made him. The young hybrid didn’t even notice how quickly he closed the gap once again as he charged to the saiyan woman’s back to deliver a kick. His foot was set ablaze with icy blue fire, sending his Torrent Impact toward her shoulder. He decided to avoid hitting her anywhere too serious, like the head or chest, at least until he grew more accustomed to this feeling. Should his attack succeed, the younger combatant would aim more to send his opponent flying again, rather than just slamming her. Either way, a small trickle of happiness would get through, shedding some of the weight he had carried with him since his return to Earth.
[A1] Torrent Impact used for potential 66,000 PL
KP: 2/3
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Post by Nashua on Jan 17, 2019 16:15:04 GMT -6
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Maybe she should've taken advantage of the slight lull that remained after the last big hit that had sent her flying, though Nashua was almost kind of afraid to attack Tarch directly in fear of what he could counter her with at close range. Her best bet to not ending up with another zenkai was to probably stay at as much of a distance as she could until Tarch wore himself down attacking her. That plan would have worked, if not for the fact that Tarch had become both twice as strong and twice as fast as her. In one instant, Tarch was across the field from Nashua, and the next, she could feel him right behind her. There was only a split second to react: should she block it, or try and afterimage out of the way? Maybe even just let it land so he'd feel better?
The moment of hesitation cost her the chance to make a choice, and Tarch's foot slammed into her back, sending her hurtling through the air once again at blistering speeds, until she somersaulted to a stop in the air. "Oww, I'm glad I didn't take my armor off this time," she mumbled to herself as she stretched herself out and heard her back give off a satisfying crack. That was probably one of the weakest ki infused attacks Tarch had at his disposal, and it was already strong as heck. Nashua realized she should probably be focusing a bit more intensely on the action if she was gonna keep her head on - despite the fact that Tarch was pretty clearly not aiming for any vital areas. "That all you got?" she tauntingly shouted back down, still able to hide any sign of her being too badly injured.
"I can still fight back, too!" she declared, charging up a blast in her hand before slam dunking it back down onto Tarch's head. Sure, he could probably still avoid it or even just tank it without breaking the slightest of sweats, but fighting back was better than sitting still and absorbing blows.
TAGS: Tarch
OOC NOTES: [A1] Trusty Laser Beam dunked down at Tarch!
35,640 damage incoming!
KP: 3/3 > 2/3
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Post by Tarch on Jan 18, 2019 18:00:19 GMT -6
It was a bittersweet feeling to finally stop holding all of these feelings back. On one hand, it was painful to have all those horrible memories of Namek flooding back to him. On the other, it was liberating. He wasn’t letting them overwhelm him as they had before. Now he was going with them. It was not a good feeling, but it was his own. On top of that, Tarch could finally feel how insane his power was. He almost lost the feeling when he stopped to look at his fist. With a tap, Tarch sent Nashua flying. Heck, this entire fight she was a ragdoll. Tarch clenched his fist tight.
“I’m not gonna let it control me.” Now though Nashua was already retaliating. Tarch smiled slightly. He knew he could dodge or even just smack it away with no issue. Instead, he let it hit him. He wanted to feel the beam slamming into him, the energy burning into him as he was struck clean in the face.
“That’s right namek! You’re not gonna stop me anymore!” he shouted to the sky. The pink laser soon dispersed with a crack of energy, leaving a scuffed Tarch in its wake. Wasting no time, Tarch would fly up towards Nashua, still shouting out self-assuring pep talk. Instead of stopping to slam the older Saiyan again, however, the young hybrid would aim to zip right past her. He’d then turn back around, a good distance away. Tarch wheeled his arm back as if about to throw a bowling ball. He then threw out a shotgun of ki blasts to rain down on his opponent.
“Come on Nashua! Let’s see that Faithful Laser Beam again! I’m not gonna let it scare me this time!” Tarch shouted down. He wanted more. Nashua second attack was what scared him so bad in the first place. He still remembered how it slammed him down mercilessly when he learned how to fly. Tarch didn’t want his first time flying to be remembered as a bad thing, which to him meant taking the stronger beam head on as well. More than that, he wanted to prove to himself that he could get up from anything.
No techs used.
KP: 3/3
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Post by Nashua on Jan 21, 2019 0:01:53 GMT -6
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While her attack slammed down on Tarch as she'd been wanting it to, it didn't exactly seem to do much of anything to the young man, with him reacting as if it was something pleasurable to feel rather than anything else. Maybe he was some kind of masochist...? No, it probably was just too weak an attack to inflict any sort of harm. She could likely fire that beam at him ten times in a row without it leaving much more than a few scratches, and there was no chance of her having the kind of energy output that would require. Instead of choosing to retaliate right off the bat, though, Tarch zipped right past Nashua and up into the sky, all the while shouting things that made him seem slightly unhinged, though Nashua was going to hold off on making any kind of judgemental thoughts on the young man for the moment.
The confusion from his self empowering speech was but a small distraction from the barrage of ki blasts he fired down upon Nashua, which she had little choice but to respond to with some firepower of her own. "Well, if you want it that badly," she mumbled as she started to charge up ki into her palms. She knew full well that, once she fired off the attack Tarch had requested, she'd be all out of ki to use to defend herself from whatever came next. And he was probably going to fire off something powerful with his full strength to retaliate, she reasoned. If this were a real fight for her life, firing off her last reserves of energy would have been a bad, suicidal move that was just going to leave the Saiyan girl wide open to get blasted.
But this wasn't about her: this was about Tarch, and he wanted to ravage her and blow off some steam. So, Nashua took a deep breath, prepared herself for the familiar feeling that was pain, and blasted off every last bit of ki she could muster into a fully charged blast. The 'Faithful Laser Beam', as she'd dubbed it when she was somewhere around Tarch's age. Maybe it wasn't a flashy name, but it was always reliable, and so the name was better than any other flashy moniker she could come up with. "Just don't blast me too hard..." she mumbled to herself as the pink beam overwhelmed the weak ki blasts Tarch had fired and soared towards the young man, with little doubt in Nashua's mind it would soon be overwhelmed itself.
TAGS: Tarch
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Post by Tarch on Jan 21, 2019 12:36:52 GMT -6
There it was, the beam Tarch was waiting for. He had to tank it, he had to just stand there and let it hit him. The teen braced himself for the hit, already feeling the heat from the beam. Yet it felt like it was moving in slow motion, leaving him more than enough time to lose focus. The longer he waited, the more he wanted to move out of the way. He was already losing his nerve, his power faltering for a moment. The fear started to creep back, his initial feeling of cathartic anger fading. That beam smacked him down to the ground with no remorse back then. But it wasn’t Nashua’s fault. Still, the memory was too clear.
“DAMN IT! I CAN’T DO IT!” It was too late though, the beam was a split second away from crashing into him. Tarch threw up his ki infused fist in the last second, his attack clashing perfectly with Nashua’s. The beam seared his knuckles, the energy biting at his fingers and scorching up his arm. Why now? Why did he have to lose his nerve when it mattered most for him.
“NO! NO NO NO!” In one last push, Tarch sent out every bit of power he had left, breaking through the beam with his own attack. An icy blue ball of energy shaped like a fist would be sent hurling back toward the older saiyan. Yet Tarch wouldn’t even notice, barely registering that his attack would still hit. Instead, he would just float weakly back down to the ground where he weakly fell to his knees.
Then he would scream, grabbing a handful of his hair in frustration. “I DID IT AGAIN! WHY?!” Tarch’s power would then flare back up, his aura burn even brighter than before. “WHY CAN’T I GET OVER THIS?!” He was just too young to understand what he was going through and it not only angered him but scared him. In this fearful fury, Tarch’s power would climb back to what it was before, only now out of his control. His aura seemed to burst with uncontrollable energy. Then, it stopped, dispersing in a surprisingly calm explosion, leaving Tarch hunched over himself.
“I’m so sorry Nashua. I shouldn't have made you do this for me. I couldn't even do it myself,” he sniffled weakly, his power fading back to its usual state. He was once again in tears, only this time much quieter. Tarch would just sit there for a moment, his breathing slightly labored. He just wasn’t sure what to do now, he lost all that steam against something he should have no problem with. He gave a weak and clearly fake laugh, “I must look really pathetic right now huh? Just a kid who shouldn’t have even been there.”
Saiyan Pride “wears off” PL: 100,000
[MA3] Torrent Break used for 100,000PL breaks through 71,280 with 28,720 toward Nashua
KP 0/0
Energy Setting: “calms down” to 20,000
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Post by Nashua on Jan 25, 2019 14:10:17 GMT -6
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Well, something was definitely still amiss with Tarch, which Nashua quickly noticed when the beam he fired back to counter the one she'd sent out at him was significantly weaker than she had been expecting it to be. His attack still entirely overpowered her own, but the ki that managed to bleed through and survive smacked into the Saiyan with not nearly as much force as she'd been braced for, and Nashua found herself only shoved back a few meters with some slight burning in the arms she'd been using to shield her face before she stopped. "...Huh." Had Tarch lost focus, or was just electing to continue toying around with weaker strikes? She looked around for him where he'd just been flying a few moments ago, and finally spotted him back down on the ground, on his knees and looking crushed. Oh, geez.
She approached with caution, halting in the air for a moment as he began to shout and his power spiked back up to its tremendously high levels, then resumed her descent when it went back down once more. The young teen was crying once again, though Nashua firmly shook her head when he stated how pathetic he must have looked. "Calm down, now," she said, squatting down and placing her hand on his cheek to bring his ace up, wiping away at his tears with her other hand. "You need to start giving yourself more credit, you know? Do you know what I was doing when I was your age?" Nashua suddenly realized she didn't know exactly how old Tarch was. He was... Thhhirteeen? ...Yeah, thirteen! That sounded right, anyway. She held her hand up slightly above the kneeling Tarch's head, her palm parallel to the ground.
"I was about this tall, and my power level was what, like, ten? Heck, even a year ago I was sitting at a few hundred. And here you are, reaching two hundred thousand! Do you know how impressive that is? I can't even reach that now!" Maybe complimenting how strong he'd become physically wasn't exactly what Tarch needed to hear, but it was a good segue into what Nashua really wanted to bolster him up about. "But that's not what's really important, you know." Nashua took her hand and poked a finger at Tarch's chest, right about where his heart should've been. "That's what's important: how strong that is, and what you decide to do with it. The heart's a really fickle thing, and a lot can hurt it, but if you have a strong one, then you can make it through anything."
Nashua wiped away the last few tears from Tarch's face and gave him another smile. "So, don't worry about being 'pathetic' or 'weak', just worry about being true to yourself, alright? The best Tarch I know is the one that smiles."
TAGS: Tarch
OOC NOTES: [MA3] Torrent Break withstood! 26% damage taken!
KP: 0/3 > 1/3
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Post by Tarch on Jan 25, 2019 20:33:41 GMT -6
Tarch looked up at the older teen with watery eyes. He was at a loss for words, just left listening to Nashua’s words of encouragement. The younger teen gave a little sniffle as she brushed away his tears. She then went on to tell him what she was doing at his age. Tarch gave a weak skeptical scoff when she said her power level was a ten. The hybrid may not have had a scouter to see exact numbers, but if Nashua was somewhere in the hundred thousand range, the average human was a fifteen at most. His skepticism rose even further, his scoff turning into an actual laugh when Nashua said she was hitting around three hundred a year ago.
Then Nashua got the more important matters. Being a bit of a brat and more notable a teenager, Tarch almost rolled his eyes when he felt her finger prodding at his chest. He stopped himself though. Tarch was always the soft and mushy kind of person. Really he could see himself giving someone the exact speech Nashua was giving him now to someone else if they needed it. More importantly, she was right. The poor kid always thought that being physically strong would make him strong enough not just to help the people he cared about, but help him learn how to deal with throwing himself into these battles again and again. If his heart was strong, he could face anything.
Tarch began to giggle softly, a small but very real smile creeping across his face, along with even more tears. Even if their power was so close at their best, this was what made the older saiyan stronger than himself. She had a big heart that had enough power to stay strong no matter what. Tarch slowly wrapped his arms around Nashua, pulling her in for a quick soft hug.
“There is no way you were a ten at my age. Ten thousand maybe,” he’d jibe once he pulled back slihgtly. He then took a deep breath, letting everything he heard sink in. “Two hundred thousand huh? That’s nuts. I guess I got a saiyan power level and a human’s heart.” He laughed again, still genuine and still silently crying. “Is that a bad thing?”
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Post by Nashua on Jan 28, 2019 15:20:14 GMT -6
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It was always a relief when Nashua's words managed to get through to someone, and Tarch was no exception. She quickly noticed the smile that crept back up onto his face as her words managed to break through his hardened shell of sadness, and the smallest sigh of relief exhaled through her nostrils as the teen wrapped her up into another big hug, which she gladly accepted, her own arms wrapping back around him as well. "You'd uh, be surprised how much Zenkai you get from being blown up a lot," Nashua replied with a small chuckle. She was just one of the lucky ones who'd happened to survive the invasion on Vegeta, really. If things had been even slightly different there, then she and her weak power level would've been an unmoving corpse in a mass grave somewhere back on the planet.
"And yeah," she added, gently pulling herself back from the embrace and nodding her head. "That's what my scouter said, anyway." The Saiyan double tapped the purple screened device on her face, issuing out another scan for Tarch, whose power level had dropped right back down to the twenty thousand it had been when she'd first seen him. Seemed it really did only flare up in the heat of combat. Oh, well, Nashua was certain that he'd come to figure out how to properly control all the ki he had bundled up inside of him eventually. But, for now, he was better off living the more peaceful life that Earth was able to provide him with. As for his own question, Nashua firmly shook her head. "Of course not," she replied.
"I know a lot of the time it seems like power is all that matters, and, don't get me wrong, having some power to defend what you believe in is definitely a good thing," Nashua explained, "But what really matters is being good to the people you care about, I think. Like, what good is it to rule the planet if you just hate everyone? I don't imagine you'd be very happy. And, everyone would hate you after you died, too." The Saiyan stood up and reached out a hand for Tarch to pull him back onto his feet as well, adding, "Plus, you're like, thirteen, so you should worry most about getting an A on your project than anything else, right?"
TAGS: Tarch
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Post by Tarch on Feb 2, 2019 21:14:41 GMT -6
The teen looked a little confused at Nashua’s explanation of her sudden increase of power. The word Zenkai came up, a word he was unfamiliar with and maybe only heard about one or two other times at most. Perhaps more importantly, the older Saiyan reminded Tarch that she had a way to actually quantify someone's battle power. He gave an incredulous chuckle, not believing his own power. Then came the most important question answered. His human heart.
Tarch looked back down toward his chest, placing a hand tentatively where the long white line not laid forever etched into his skin. He knew that the actual heart wasn’t the center of emotion, his science teacher would have thrown a fit otherwise. Still, his chest now had one of the most impactful scars, carrying with it a ton of emotional baggage. He didn’t blame Kayen for it. She taught him a valuable lesson. Tarch took Nashua’s hand, pulling himself up and dusting off his clothes and wiping away his remaining tears.
“It’s weird. I like being strong, and I love being able to use that to protect the people I care about. But everything that comes with it seems… I don't know. I guess it’s just me trying to be a saiyan and a human.” The half saiyan then laughed, remembering that his all started because he had a project due. “Oh yeah, that’s right! I think after this I’m definitely getting an A. Thank you for helping me.” His part was to describe how emotion affects ki. After such an emotional fight, it was safe to say that it fuelled it greatly, evidenced by Tarch’s explosion of power. Of course, he still had one more question of his own. “By the way Nashua. You said Zenkai, but what exactly is that?”
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Post by Nashua on Feb 3, 2019 12:55:59 GMT -6
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As Tarch spoke his mind, Nashua let out a chuckle. "Well, nothing wrong with a little self doubt," she replied, softly nodding her head. "Even all of us adults are filled with that. And, I get what you're going through with the hybrid doubts, too, actually." Nashua jammed her thumb up towards her chin, and proudly declared, "I'm actually a hybrid, myself! Not a human Saiyan hybrid, of course- er, I don't think so, anyway, but a hybrid nonetheless." She'd never bothered to inquire too deep into that herself, but maybe once she'd gotten her mom back, she could ask exactly what alien species made up 25% of her DNA. "I get what you struggle with, though. Like uh, for example, Saiyans never need to cut their hair, so I didn't think I had to either when I was growing up, and, uh," Nashua reached back and pulled forward her tremendously long ponytail to show had that had turned out for her.
She let out another laugh when Tarch expressed his confidence on how much better his score was going to be now that he'd gotten that out of his system. She was certain that his classmates were going to be glad that he'd be of more help to them now, too; they had all seemed pretty concerned with his lack of a work ethic thus far. It took Tarch asking Nashua what Zenkai was for her to realize such a concept probably wasn't going to be common knowledge for a hybrid raised entirely off Vegeta. "Oh, well, it's uh, this thing in Saiyan blood," Nashua started to explain, trying her best to think back on how it had been taught to her when she was younger. "Lemme think..." she tapped her chin as the words came together in her brain, slowly but surely.
"Basically, every time a Saiyan is badly hurt to the point of near death or unconsciousness, when they recover, they get a boost in strength! That's how I went from nothing special to one of the strongest Saiyans in just a year - by almost dying a lot." Of course, training played a big part in her growing strength, too, but the Zenkai was a big help. She just hoped that explanation would suffice for him, too. "So, you have Zenkai in your blood, as well! Just uh, don't intentionally get beat up really badly to get a boost. It's not worth it." Nashua could only imagine how poorly that could end up going in the wrong circumstances. But, anyway, it seemed like they were just about done here. Standing around in a soccer field, at least.
"Well, now that we're all wrapped up, how about we go get, uh... Ice cream? I've heard good things about it, but I've never tried it myself." Nashua turned over to look at Tarch to gauge his interest. "What do you think?"
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Post by Tarch on Feb 5, 2019 16:21:36 GMT -6
“Wait, you’re a hybrid too?! That’s so cool!” Then it clicked for the younger hybrid, of course, Nashua was only part saiyan. Every time Tarch saw Vocado his hair was exactly the same. Nashua’s hair though mostly the same basic shape still had minor differences each time, mostly length. This was now the second hybrid he met, though with more saiyan genetics than himself. Tarch rolled his eyes, leaning his head back onto his shoulders. Finally, someone who understood one of the biggest plights he had growing up. “Ugh I know right! I wish I never had to get my hair cut. Really I just like having long hair,” Tarch said with a happy flourish of his shoulder-length dark locks. Of course, Nashua’s was much longer, long enough that her ponytail was actually used as a literal weapon.
Next was the answer to what zenkai was. Tarch was expecting more saiyan dna mumbo jumbo or scientific terms he was still just a little young to understand. However, the whole thing made perfect sense to him and even explained a lot of things. Tarch took a moment to look at the scar Kayen gave him.
“Huh, you know that actually explains a lot. After my fight with Kayen, I felt a lot better than I did before. Well, after my trip to the healing tank. Before that, I thought I was going to die.” The younger teen let out a nervous laugh, remembering how shaken he was to see his clothes stained with his own blood. Nashua then told the young half saiyan not to go purposefully giving himself zenkai boosts. Tarch shook his head vigorously. “If you told me about this a few months ago I might have tried it once just to see. Now don’t you worry, I don’t wanna go through that again! Or worse.” The teen didn’t know how close to death he actually was, all he knew was that he didn’t want to repeat that feeling if he could help it.
Finally, Nashua offered to try ice cream, apparently only ever hearing about it. Tarch laughed finding it hard to believe anyone could live without knowing what ice cream was.
“Haha! Yeah, Icecream does sound good. Trust me you’re gonna love it. If you really want to experience though, you gotta try it in the summer when it’s a hundred degrees out.” Luckily South City was known for its mild winters, so it wasn’t too cold for a bit of ice cream. Tarch would beckon for the older woman to follow him out of the field. “I know a great place to get ice cream. It’s a block or two away from the pizza place we were at before.”
seems like a good place to end it here but now i kinda wanna see Nashua's first experience of ice cream. Up to you of course
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Post by Nashua on Feb 6, 2019 16:18:05 GMT -6
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Maaybe it'd be a good idea to warn Kayen about not beating Tarch to within an inch of his life the next time they fought, Nashua thought. Just maybe. Though, there was also the question of whether or not the Saiyan pirate would even listen to Nashua. It wasn't like she had any sort of authority over her. It was funny to have someone who could relate to her struggles of ever growing hair, though. "Yah, I've been thinking about cutting this massive thing off," she said, gently stroking her super long ponytail, "But I guess I'm just so used to it by now. Although, shampooing it is a nightmare." Nashua did not relish showers in the slightest, they took forever with how much hair she had to clean, and the drains always got clogged within just a few dozen showers with how much hair went down them.
"Anyway, I'm glad you're smart enough to know better now," she replied, giving the younger teen a firm pat on the head and a smile. "I'm sure plenty of Saiyans have gotten themselves killed trying to get a good Zenkai before, it's not worth the risk at all!" Nashua didn't know of anyone off the top of her head, but just knowing how reckless their race tended to be, it wouldn't have been a surprise to her in the slightest to hear that there had been accidents in the past. Speaking of accidents, Tarch himself apparently knew a great place to try out some of this ice cream stuff. "Oh, good," Nashua replied, "Why don't you lead the way, then? I can't say I'm super familiar with where everything is around here. Though, I will say that Earth has some very conveniently named cities."
A hop, skip and caboodle later, the pair ended up at a small little ice cream shoppe, where Nashua ordered herself a 'mint chocolate chip' cone. She wasn't too sure what to expect, but her face lit up as soon as she took her first lick. "Whoa, this is-" she started to say, but dove right back in without a second thought before she could even finish her sentence. In the end, the scoop was devoured within a good forty seconds or so, and light green cream was slathered around Nashua's lips as she sat back in her seat in delight. "That was excellent," she declared, "I wanna get anothe- Guh!" She suddenly lurched forward, gripping her head tightly as som weird pain shot through her skull. It was cold as heck, like her entire brain was freezing over. "I-Is this a known side effect of eating ice cream?"
TAGS: Tarch
OOC NOTES: Thinking we can end it here, now that I got you that reaction you wanted, but if you want to throw in Tarch's response, feel free!
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