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Post by Tarch on Mar 11, 2019 19:35:32 GMT -6
Tarch PL: 100,000. Energy Setting: 40,000 Since his time on Namek, Tarch had a strange outlook toward the saiyan queen. He looked up to her with a fearful admiration, wanting to learn to fight like her, but not be like her. Now, of course, no trip to Vegeta would be complete without seeing the woman in the flesh, and he seemed to recall her giving him a training sword for the next time they fought each other. Hopefully, she hadn't changed her mind. Tarch had too many fearful encounters since that day. From actual blades to ordinary kitchen knives, the poor boy would freeze whenever any sharp edges were around. Not to mention that Blood Ruby still scared him a good bit. So he decided it was time to make good on that offer. It didn’t take long at all to find the Saiyan Palace. It stuck out like a sore thumb as the cleanest looking building among a more rough and tumble planet. The hard part was getting inside. Tarch thought he could just waltz right in through the front door. The teen was busy admiring the architecture of the grand building when he felt a hand press firmly on his shoulder. He looked up to see a large saiyan blocking his entry into the palace It turned out that security at the palace got just a touch tighter in recent days thanks to what the guard referred to as ‘a crazy geezer.’ More importantly though, was the Queen was currently absent and they didn’t want to risk any more crazies coming in trying to pull any funny business. Luckily, as soon as Tarch mentioned his name, the guard recognized him. Well sort of. He heard the name in relation to a Kohlra. Figuring a scrawny kid like Tarch couldn’t possibly do too much harm, he conceded, but with one condition. The guard walked the young hybrid into the throne room and instructed him not to touch anything. But asking a teenager like Tarch to stand there and twiddle his thumbs and expecting him to actually listen are two extremely different things. Tarch touched just about everything he could, down to the little crescents on the rails above. One of which was now resting lopsided when he accidentally took one of. Finally, after a good ten minutes, Tarch found his way to the throne itself. He plopped himself lazily into the grand chair and began making decree’s to no one, believing no one would come for a while. “I, Prince Tarch of Vegeta, declare all Wednesdays to be dedicated to swimming! Steward, please take me to the royal pool!”
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Post by Queen Kayen on Mar 16, 2019 19:58:51 GMT -6
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“Hey Kayen” The queen groaned as Barb’s voice chiped up over the scouter, there was a certain tone she used when she had what she believed was bad news, at least today she was not in full blown panic mode such as when that Dragon woman had made her failed attempt to seize the Kingdom back under Fleet control. Instead to Kayen’s surprise she almost sounded more confused than concerned. “Whats up Barb? You sound off” Kayen asked preparing herself for whatever new Barb had for her “Well… theres a… I dont KNOW if it’s a situation?” Barb began earning a raised eyebrow that while she could not see she knew had happened based off of the paused silence from the Queen. “Its… well there is a kid in the throne room, not the wild little one, a new one. He looks a bit older than Kabe and hes.. Well… I think something is wrong with the scouter system, it’s reading him as stronger than most of our top soldiers, he’s stronger than Scallio AND Auber’s last logged power signatures” Barb explained still tapping away at her computers trying her best to figure out of this was some sort of glitch. “He’s in the throne room” Kayen chuckled and let her senses expand further into the castle to find the signature and to her surprise she found exactly what Barb had described but even more surprising was that she recognized the signature. “No worries Barb, I’ve got this” She said striding through the palace in the general direction of the throne room. She had not expected the kid to pop up out of nowhere but this was definetly better than some moron trying to wreck the place. “Oh, alright I’ll let Skash know” Kayen gave no response as she made her way through the palace, she soon arrived at the doors to the throne room and found a pair of newer guards standing guard “Ah, Queen K-” they began, likely planning to explain Tarch’s presence but were swiftly cut off “Already know, check in with Skash again with ‘how to handle random visitors’” She said breezing past the pair as their looks of surprise became looks of concern as they took off to follow her order. Kayen pushed open the door to the throne room “Outta my chair brat, I might not use it much but if I let more people than just Ramen use it idiot’s might start getting the wrong idea about who runs this show”
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Post by Tarch on Mar 17, 2019 9:01:53 GMT -6
“And one more thing. Bring me Mr. Cress. I never got to give him a real fight after Namek.” The young half saiyan continued playing prince while waiting for the queen herself to arrive. Really this was far more enjoyable than he thought it had any right to be. There was no one besides himself in the actual throne room so he was dictating to no one. Yet he had to admit the chair itself made the boy feel really powerful. “Now, I must adjourn to the-” wait was that Kayen he sensed? Just as she entered the room, Tarch could pick up her incredible power. Unfortunately, he didn’t pick it up fast enough to move before she came in.
“Eep!” A surprised afterimage of Tarch was left on the throne as the real one immediately zipped off of the royal seat. All of his excitement and bravado left with it. “Sorry Ms. Kayen,” he apologized, giving a small bow. He looked back up at the queen for a brief moment, his eyes drifting away uncomfortably. He was still scared of her. His chest felt heavy, a slight itch coming over the spot Kayen slashed all those months ago. The awkwardness of just standing there didn’t help either. He was after all here to try and overcome both his fear of her and swords. The young hybrid figured he should get to the point of why he was in her chair in the first place, or rather in the room.
“I’m uh, I’m actually here to… Hang on a sec?” Tarch quickly ducked behind the throne to pick up a long thin bag. He reached inside and pulled out the wooden sword Kayen gave him while on Namek. “I wondered, if it’s no trouble ma’am, maybe we could practice. Not like last time of course. I mean like you actually teach me instead of me… well being a dummy.” He then pulled on the stretchy piece of armor covering his torso. “I even wore my armor this time so I don’t… you know.” Tarch pulled a little lower, showing the topmost part of the long white streak going across his chest. In all honesty, the boy was expecting another no and was, in fact, ready for it. Just like last time though he was not going to take no for an answer, granted not as stubbornly as he did on Namek. “I just really want to get over my fear of swords, or blades in general I guess. Y'know?”
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Post by Queen Kayen on Mar 21, 2019 22:45:32 GMT -6
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Kayen watched patiently as Tarch realized just a bit too late that she had arrived and scrambled to remove himself from the throne and apologize it seemed that he still had a bit of a tentative reaction to her despite coming to see her specifically though perhaps that had something to do with their last fight. She’d done exactly as she’d promised and not held back against the kid and he learned very quickly the dangers of fighting someone with a weapon such as Fateburn. To Kayen’s pleased surprise as Tarch scurried behind the throne he returned with a long bag from which he produced the sword she had given him, she hadn’t quite been sure if the kid would hold onto it but the fact he had and followed that up with asking if she could teach him brought a genuine smile to the normally dispassionate or smirking Queen. “I’m glad you held onto that and that you’ve learned a lot from our fight. Armor might not serve the same level of effectiveness for fighters of our level, but all the same it’s certainly a hell of a lot better than taking a hit, especially from a ki blast or weapon, to the flesh directly.” Kayen said with a grin, Tarch then explained he wanted to get over his fear or sword and blades prompting a raised eyebrow from Kayen. “Fear? Did you have that before our fight?” Kayen asked she had certainly not planned on making the kid afraid of swords but considering his age she supposed it WAS possible the fight had left a bigger impact on him than she had anticipated “Either way, sure, I’m always willing to lend a hand teaching someone how to use a sword right, and if it helps with your problem with swords then that's all the better.”
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Post by Tarch on Mar 22, 2019 10:54:22 GMT -6
Tarch was ready to be turned down. In fact, he had an entire speech ready to convince the queen why she should teach him and how he would be perfectly fine and other childish points of logic. However, he was both surprised and relieved when Kayen said yes, and even encouraged that the teen to overcome his fear of swords. The young half saiyan let out a deep sigh, a smile stretching across his face.
“Really? Awesome!” With her agreement to train him, Tarch’s apprehension had all but vanished. Of course, Kayen was still an intimidating woman, to say the least, but Tarch couldn’t help but admire her. He also couldn’t help but let out a nervous chuckle when she mentioned taking a blast of sword slash to bare skin. “Yeah, I definitely learned my lesson about that. I guess it’s not all bad. The kids at school say I have a cool scar across my chest now. Come to think of it, I have quite a few scars.” Tarch’s gaze shifted randomly around the room, a hand going to his chin. Over the years he attained quite a few marks and not all of them from fights or anything ki related. He shrugged, figuring he could think more on it later. For now, he had to answer her query about his fear of blades. “Well it was really weird. See after our fight, I didn’t really think much of it. I mean it was scary as hell when it happened, but it wasn’t until someone pulled swords on me. I didn’t know they were dull until after the fight… but as soon as one got close to me…” Tarch rubbed an hand over his chest, his breath catching in his throat slightly. He quickly shook his head clear, not wanting to go into another long winded shpiel about his time on Namek. Instead, he’d just give a short version. “Namek really messed me up. Heck, I can't even put out my full power. But I didn’t think our fight got to me that much. So now I wanna start fixing all that!” Tarch then jumped into an overly dramatic ready position with his wooden sword in hand.
“So what first? I’m ready whenever you are Ms. Kayen.” He then looked at his feet, his toes practically pointing in toward himself, his knees completely locked. The half saiyan shifted himself, bending his knees as if he was fighting regularly, and pointing his feet more outward. If he was fighting with his fists, the stance might not have been half bad, but he had no idea if this was right for swordplay. Then another thought crossed his mind, a tinge of fear creeping back into his voice. “Umm. you’re not going to use Fateburn for practice are you?” Knowing Kayen, it was a fifty-fifty shot whether or not she was going to use a real sword against a wooden one. Maybe she would skip wood entirely and give Tarch the real thing. Scary thought.
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Post by Queen Kayen on Mar 27, 2019 2:04:20 GMT -6
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“You’re a fighter… and a bit head on when it comes to fighting, you’ll earn quite a few more before you’re too old to keep fighting” or die, though Kayen was not about to add that in if the brat was already skittish around blades, no need making it worse and ending up giving him a phobia around fighting in general, that would be a terrible waste of such power and potential. “I’ve got quite a few of my own, a big one similar to the one I gave you across by back from..” Kayen paused very briefly “when I was younger, a little older than you” She continued shaking off whatever had briefly gotten her off course, the other and perhaps more notable injury that she did not bother mentioning was of course her eye. Tarch went on to explain that his phobia seemed to only develop down the road a bit odd but then again Kayen was hardly an expert on what CAUSED phobias to develop, she really only bothered to understand how to use fear to her advantage but never so in depth to try to genuinely create phobias. “Wierd, maybe you just need a bit more exposure in general, some experience with a blade that ISN'T someone trying to make your insides into outsides might do the trick” Kayen said with a grin hoping to raise the brat’s spirits, the fact that he lacked full access to his power was… odd.. And she was PRETTY sure she was not the cause of that. “That I've got no idea on, you’re still young so it’s possible you just haven’t gotten a full handle on your full strength. Namek was a wierd case, you were dealing with a lot of shit pretty constantly so you were probably, even if you didn’t realize it, on edge constantly, ready for a fight. But you’ve since been home, resting up, healing, going to school, doing other dumb kid stuff” Kayan said the whole concept of what she was describing being utterly foreign to her but she was at least familiar with what was ‘normal’ on worlds like Earth. “First things first is you need to loosen up, you’re as stiff as that sword and you’re form’s all wrong. Fighting with a blade isn’t the same as with traditional martial arts, and no, I wont be using Fateburn, it’s not a good weapon to teach people swordsmanship with because of it’s design” Kayen tapped her scouter a few times and sent an order for another training blade to be brought to the throne room. To confirm that Fateburn would see no use Kayen pulled the blade from her back and with a mighty swing hured it at a wall embedding it deep into the stone “While my guards bring another training sword let’s get you fixed up” Kayen said following up by giving Tarch a few corrections on his stance.
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Post by Tarch on Mar 27, 2019 13:55:07 GMT -6
Tarch couldn’t help but laugh, not at the queen, but in a sort of sympathetic chuckle. It was incredible just how alike he was to Ms. Kayen. Of course, she was also a lot like his mother, so it should really come to no major surprise. Still, they both had plenty of scars and were both likely to acquire more before they were finished their respective fighting days. Naturally, Tarch had plenty more ahead of him and was already gathering lines all over his body at such a young age. But that wasn’t what really stuck out to him in their conversation. It was Kayen’s mention of Tarch being constantly on edge on namek, always needing to keep his guard up.
“Huh… Y’know, that’s kinda a simpler version of what Nashua told me. Ms. Ramen had another theory too. She said it was because I have so much power at such a young age. I dunno if that’s really a thing, but with how strong she is I guess she would know better than I would. They both make sense to me though.” Tarch would definitely have to keep this in mind for his future fights. The question was though, should he really worry about accessing his full power normally? For now, the two saiyans would focus on blades, thankfully, wooden ones. Tarch let out a small squeak of fright when he heard Fateburn lodge itself into the wall from the saiyan queen’s mighty throw. Though startled initially, the hybrid was incredibly relieved to know that the cleaver would not be used to train him. Thinking about it, how would training someone with that thing even work?
Now it was time to fix his godawful stance. This was something Tarch had grown used to, having taken years to even get a decent footing for using his fists. So it was not all that discouraging to once again be told his stance needed fixing. It turned out that swordplay had a much more different pose, feeling oddly relaxed around parts he would normally keep rigid. Tarch shifted to lean more with the blade, almost hovering over it while keeping his center of gravity behind him. He also slid his right hand further up the handle, the left one staying put. It felt awkward, but not entirely uncomfortable.
“So like this?” he asked, moving his left foot forward. “I feel like I’m keeping my back too straight though.” While on the right track, he must have looked downright goofy. It was obvious this child never held a sword properly in his life. “Should I bend my elbows more or…?” Tarch was definitely glad his current sword was made of wood, else he would likely be covered head to toe in tiny nicks and cuts from all of his adjustments.
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Post by Queen Kayen on Apr 3, 2019 19:19:40 GMT -6
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“Yeah they’ve got the general idea. It’s probably less that you have ‘too much’ and more that despite growing in power so fast you’re body hasn’t really had the time to adapt to using all the power you’ve got. It’s less of a problem when you’re fully grown because most adults who get that strong are doing so from extensive training, they already have all the mental and physical knoweldge of how to use their power so using even sudden leaps of strength becomes less of a hassle than it is for you. Give it some time and a few more real fight’s and I’m sure you’ll get a handle on your full power” Kayen said with a nod, internally she was curious exactly how strong the brat was at his peak. On Namek he’d been consistently keeping up with all of the ‘core’ members of the Kingdom’s leadership with relatively little effort. If the kid had been up to any actual training since then there was no telling how strong his peak might be now, let alone if he went Oozaru or, kais forbid, somehow got pushed hard enough to go Super Saiyan. The idea of that much power in the hands of a child, even one like Tarch was more than a little concerning but there was hardly anything she could do about it short of killing him which was NOT an idea she was particularly interested in. The pair worked on Tarch’s stance for a few moments and Kayen found herself impressed that while definetly not a prodigy the kid was at least picking things up reasonably well “That’s better, if your back feels too straight then loosen up a bit or shift your weight” Kayen said before offering a few alternative stances to see which best fit the kid “You’re still growing so expect to have to make some adjustments as you go, dont get yourself too wrapped up in mimicking, as long as you understand the core concepts you can adapt as you go”As she finished up a few last corrections a guard entered the room rushing to Kayen, he handed her a training sword similar to the one Tarch had however it was a bit larger, not quite as grand and absurdly large as Fateburn but quite clearly meant to replicate a two handed blade, she took the blade nodding to the guard to give him leave and gave the training sword a few test swings to get familiar with it.
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Post by Tarch on Apr 3, 2019 19:42:10 GMT -6
“Okay, I think I can get this.” Looking a little less awkward than before, the teen let his back fall naturally into a comfortable position. “Wow, that is much better already!” Tarch sighed, bouncing on his toes in anticipation. Perhaps it was his saiyan DNA, but he seemed to take to this quite well. He would dare say he got the stance for swordplay better than he did for martial arts. Of course, that was blind optimism on his part. Though his back felt much more relaxed and natural, his arms looked like an awkward combination of too stiff and too loose at the same time. Of course, that would come with practice.
Just as he was starting to feel a little more at ease with his wooden blade, a guard came in holding Kayen’s training blade. Tarch let out a barely audible sigh of relief. While he knew it was a ludicrous notion, he was worried she would just get a wooden version of Fateburn. Though her sword was definitely larger than Tarch’s which made sense seeing how she was a beast of a woman anyways. Seeing his teacher taking her own practice swings made Tarch think he should try doing the same. So he started in short overhead chopping motions, repeating in similar swings each time. It definitely felt strange having something in his hands while fighting, or in this case training. Tarch looked back up to Kayen, turning to face her in what he hoped was a more proper stance. “So. What now? Are you gonna go sorta step by step or do we just kind of go at it, but like, slower than a normal fight? Like a really basic practice one.”
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Post by Queen Kayen on Apr 9, 2019 14:30:09 GMT -6
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“Much better, you’re catching on quick” Kayen said grinning and patting Tarch on the back, he was far from perfect but it was clear that the kid had a spark for this, it would just be a matter of time, practice, and commitment from him to smooth out his issues, the fact that the kid already had a fair amount of experience with martial arts was likely helping him along quite a bit but Kayen could tell it was more than just that, he seemed to possess a sort of natural talent. She recalled that her grandmother had said much the same about her during training. As long as the kid was interested that meant she could push things a bit more and a bit faster than would be ‘normal’ if only to figure out the extent of his natural aptitude to work around that. “You’ve picked this up fast, even better than I expected. I think we can pull back from fixing up your stance and form for now and see how you do with actually swinging at someone, I’m going to show you a few basic strikes, you’re going to take a bit to practice them, as long as you need to feel comfortable doing them, then you’re gonna come at me, I’ll just be blocking so you can focus yourself completely on attacking” It was a rather quick jump, at least as long as Tarch got a handle on the strikes quickly but there was little need to hold back, while not an expert fighter Tarch was far from a complete novice. Assuming Tarch took no issue with the shift in training Kayen would roll her shoulders, give her sword a few practice swings and then set about displaying a series of basic strikes, quick light swings, a few heavy overhead strikes, and snuck in at the end a powerful sweeping strike to the legs. Repeating the series a few times for his benefit.
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Post by Tarch on Apr 10, 2019 14:41:05 GMT -6
Well, the form was down, now it’s time for function. Funnily enough, this was almost the exact opposite of Tarch’s experience with hand to hand combat. When using his fists, the young half saiyan could not for the life of him get the stance down for a good few years, and that wasn’t until he finally met a teacher with the same if not higher power than himself. Of course, once the fight actually started, his fists would fly with the power and precision he worked hard to achieve. Now he was starting with what he perceived as the best of the best and managed to get the swordplay stance down surprisingly well, with only a few flaws here and there as to be expected. His swings were a whole different story.
Tarch watched Kayen as intently as he could, making notes of how her arms and wrists turned, down to the subtle movements of her legs and feet. Thus, with a deep breath and practice sword in hand, Tarch swung his blade about as stiffly as you would expect a child with a fear of blades to do. Almost the exact opposite of his previous experience. Going from sloppy stance and good attacks, to good stance but sloppy attacks. It was a mess, and even Tarch himself could feel it was wrong. He looked over at the saiyan queen, his cheeks burning a rosy pink. The hybrid gave the air a few more swings, each one with about equal measures of success. In fact, as he went on, he felt as if his practice strikes were getting worse. Tarch began getting inside of his own head, each time trying to pinpoint where exactly he messed up, then hyper-focus on that while letting everything else fall to the wayside. Despite his mistakes though, Tarch was far from giving up.
“Uh Ms. Kayen?” he asked tentatively, “Is it okay if I start swinging at you? I think this might be easier if I have something, or I guess someone in this case in front of me.” He thought it was a reasonable enough request. Tarch felt more comfortable with at least a dummy or punching bag in front of him when he first began learning martial arts, so he figured it might be worth a shot with a sword. Besides, a tough and strong fighter like Kayen should have no problems blocking his puny swings. Besides, she did say that was the next step anyway.
So Tarch gave a couple more practice swings just in case, before shuffling over to his teacher. He looked her over, wondering what to start with first. The overhead chop was certainly the easiest. Then Tarch had an idea. “One sec.” Obviously he knew better than to stretch during a real fight, but this was basic training at best. So the teen took a moment to stretch out his limbs, trying to work out that awkward stiffness. “Okay, here goes.” He’d take his first swing at Kayen. It still wasn’t pretty, like at all. But having something to aim at definitely seemed to make his swings move more naturally. His biggest problem was the amount of wind up and hesitations between strikes. A few more practice swings later, and though they weren’t that good, he at least wasn’t getting worse again.
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Post by Queen Kayen on Apr 19, 2019 3:27:26 GMT -6
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Kayen watched Tarch carefully and it did not take long for it to become clear that the more ‘standard’ way she was used to progressing things was unlikely to be of too much help to the kid, while he DID appear to be getting the vague idea of how the strikes were supposed to be performed he was accomplishing little more than just that, the concept, each swing of the blade was SORT OF right in the Tarch had clearly been paying attention when she had demonstrated the strikes herself and was doing his best to emulate them, but no amount of repetition appeared capable of improving his efforts. And this fact was very clearly not lost on Tarch as while at first he had done well it became clear the more effort he put in and failed to get anything resembling a return on that effort was causing him to become disheartened. While Kayen doubted he was likely to snap out of it she was not going to be the one to stop him, at least not yet, her cutting him off could very well just further dishearten him which was counterproductive to the genuinely quick work he had made until now. It was better for him to realize that there was a problem and seek a means to correct it. And to her relief it did not take long for him to do so, pausing his work to speak to her once again “That seems fine, you might do better with practicing like that once you have a bit more confidence in what you can do, don’t put too much stress on yourself, just try to make it feel as natural and comfortable as you can. If it helps, try to think of the sword as just an extension of you” With the go ahead to take a swing at her Tarch got himself ready again, taking a brief moment to stretch before coming at her with renewed vigor, Kayen offered a pleased grin as she blocked each of his strikes peppering his efforts with small corrections, a shift in his footing, reminders on how best to grip the sword, all aimed to help improve his comfort while actually attacking and wielding the weapon. “You’re definitely improving far more with a partner, it’s probably not that surprising, it’s a bit easier to understand where exactly you need to swing and learn how much force to put behind the swing when you have a proper target. I learned a lot like that when training with my mother” Kayen said almost immediately regretting what she said, her expression faltering from a grin to a frown briefly before returning to neutral again, referencing her mother was a bit of an emotional minefield especially considering the kid seemed like the curious type. But it was difficult NOT to mention her considering references to her own training were an ideal means to encourage the kid.
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Post by Tarch on Apr 19, 2019 18:55:01 GMT -6
Tarch felt a little better being corrected while he was aiming at his teacher. Something about making improvements while actually trying to hit something felt better than if it was while he was flailing around at the open air. To further make a bad situation better, her little points about stance, reminders about grip only served to help as intended. Soon, while his form and strikes still needed much work, his attitude improved. This allowed the teen to think a little more clearly, as well as process Kayen’s tips better. There was one key point that struck Tarch as a little odd but in a good way. Think of the sword as an extension of himself.
“So think of the sword as an extension of myself. So like a second head. Wait... huh?” What in the Nation of the Saiyan Kingdom of Vegeta possessed him to say that? That didn’t even make any sense. “No. More like a really sharp arm. Yeah, that makes much more sense.” Tarch resumed his stance, this time looking a little sloppier. This time, though certainly far from perfect, his swing was far more natural and fluid. Even Tarch had to take a second to admire his handiwork. The queen was right. Having a partner really did help, and thinking of the sword as another part of his body helped even more. Now, Tarch only had one question left, though not entirely about the training.
“Yeah! Maybe I can practice this some with my mom. The coolest thing about Kohlra coming back into my life is having a parent that understands my powers and stuff.” He then took another swing during the break in his little spiel. “She does have some cool but scary friends though,” he joked before taking another swipe. It seemed like an innocent enough segue into the topic of mothers. Of course, Tarch didn’t realize this could be a potential sore spot for the older saiyan. “Did your mom teach you how to use a sword Ms. Kayen?”
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Post by Queen Kayen on Apr 29, 2019 22:44:30 GMT -6
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“You don’t generally swing your head around much in a fight, so I’d recommend going with thinking of it as an extension of your arm” Kayen said with a smirk amused by the boys eager attempt to grasp what she was trying to explain, he had clearly gotten the idea at first but just… stumbled.. When trying to give his own interpretation of it. It was good to see how quick he was catching on, it seemed that now that they were practicing together he was growing even more comfortable and through that growing in actual skill even faster occasionally even earning a bit of actual effort on Kayen’s part to block some of his swings as the speed of the blows increased with the increased ease at which Tarch wielded it. Kayen remained mostly silent as the kid spoke of the benefits of having his mother around to help him as she understood his powers quite well, it was a sentiment Kayen was quite familiar with, her own mother had been much the same way, one of the very few people who Kayen could really train with without having to actively hinder herself and hold back against. She’d sort of hoped though that the kid would just focus on HIS mother, maybe give Kayen a bit more of a heads up on what Kohlra was up to but that was not the case as the conversation swiftly steered back to her “I.. yeah, she did, I started out learning from my grandmother but age caught up to her so my mother took over training me when I was around eight” Kayen’s expression was a strong attempt at remaining expressionless but if the kid was perceptive he’d be able to tell there was clear discomfort and sadness being hidden. She’d trained a bit with her mother before then but mostly just practicing what she’d learned the day before with her grandmother.
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Post by Tarch on May 3, 2019 12:56:42 GMT -6
“Your grandma?!” Tarch nearly fell flat on his face. Though he was taught his fighting basics from his grandfather, he was already fairly old by the time Tarch was able to really get the fundamentals down. He wasn’t nearly as spry or strong as he was when he was a young adult. Granted he kept his body in good shape for a majority of his life. In fact, if it weren’t for his accident, he’d probably be either teaching large classes of kids in martial arts or maybe find a senior circuit to fight in. The fact of the matter remained that whenever Tarch thought of grandparents, he imagined people too old to fight, especially with swords. Yet Kayen claims her grandmother was her first teacher.
“Sorry, that just surprised me is all. When I think of grandparents I think of old wrinkly people who don’t really… y’know, fight,” he chuckled nervously as he resumed his stance. Having no real saiyan influence until a year ago, Tarch never knew that saiyans tended to keep their youth much longer than humans. Who knows, maybe when he's his grandpa's age he'll still be flying around fighting like a teenager. Or at least, have the capacity to do so, hopefully he'll be a little smarter by then. “I don’t know about my grandparents on my mom’s side, she never really talks about them besides how much she hated them. But my stepmom’s dad was a national martial arts champion though. He never made world champ though, but he came close. He actually taught me how to fight originally. The only problem is he’s stuck in a wheelchair so he could never show me properly.”
After his brief interlude on grandparents, Tarch would resume his swinging. It seemed he once more plateaued, though rather than stiff and fearful swings, they were more fluid if not a bit wild. If nothing else he could claim he was just below okay now. However, he still remembered the nasty gash he received when they first met.
“So uh, can we go over how to block next? I don’t wanna get caught by another bad cut.” Tarch took a moment to rub his chest. He didn’t think about it since she wasn’t holding Fateburn, but in the back of his mind, Tarch was far from ready to have someone coming at him with anything remotely blade-like.
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