Sensoa
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Post by Sensoa on Mar 18, 2019 14:01:54 GMT -6
It had been a trying few days for Barban and Hyuki. Sensoa went off to steal a cruiser, got into a fight with the queen while nearly dying, fought another saiyan for fun, and kept going from earth to vegeta like he was on holiday. This lead to the couple becoming stressed like no other, eventually exploding with frustration that Sensoa would stop what he was doing and have dinner with them. It had been nearly two weeks since their last home cooked meal and they would not be stopped from having a full on feast just for the occasion that they were still alive.
With the argument out of the with Sensoa begrudgingly agreeing to his families wishes, the demon currently sat upon the maintenance deck at the capital. High above them was the cruiser known as the Bastion which Sensoa had now called his home. While technically Vegeta had become his home, he treated the Bastion like his house. Which was quite funny given the fact it required nearly three hundred people to run the damned thing. With a bit of saiyan crew and some alien's hired thanks to some insightful help from Barban, they had gotten enough hands to get it up and running. A couple of deals later and they were now air born above Vegeta. While it hadn't gotten Kayen's approval yet, the demon wanted to use it as a way to deter people from wanting to attack. But that was for another time as a ship landed near where the demon sat.
Sensoa sat upon some box's, supply crates made of steel and house raw materials for repairs. As the ship settled down and the bay doors open, a well groomed Barban and Hyuki were revealed. They had silver trays before them, not small trays but large expensive ones. With the things aboard the ship, they could afford a little luxury they deemed worthy of a demonic prince. Sensoa on the other hand just thought it was a waste of money, a large silver cart seemed pointless. He would have rather bought training equipment but he also wanted Barban and Hyuki to be happy. So with the funds gained from the cargo of the Bastion, they bought some things they wanted with plenty left over to do with as they wished.
As they strolled down from the ship with the silver carts in tow, magical hands pushing them as they walked forward with pride. They drew the eyes of many saiyans who Sensoa just wished would ignore them. With a groan the demon simply placed a hand to one of his many faces as he looked down to avoid the stares of the many saiyans nearby. Once the demons got within range they held out one hand each before a table started to appear from the very air. Once it had fully materialized, the demons used their magic to begin setting up the table. Which took only a minute to do before multiple chairs were set up as well. After what felt like an eternity to Sensoa, the two were ready for the meal to begin.
He jumped down from his seat before growling in frustration and bowing gracefully like Barban had taught him. He just hoped no one he knew saw this embarrassing display from his family.
PL: 84,000
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Post by Tarch on Mar 18, 2019 17:22:21 GMT -6
Tarch PL: 104,000. Energy Setting: 20,000
What’s it been, a week? One week and the planet was already starting to annoy a poor teenager who had never been there in his life. Granted it had nothing to do with the place itself. While it wasn’t the prettiest, the Capitol City was a vision of surprisingly well-kept strength. It wasn’t nearly as rough and tumble as Tarch would have first guessed. But that didn’t change the fact that in his time here he couldn’t even sense his mom on the entire planet, Nashua was nowhere to be found, Kayen was busy doing Queen stuff, Ramen was doing whatever she does, and Vocado is an exile! Was it too much to ask for him to find just one familiar friendly face? Sure there was Auber, but Tarch originally didn’t like him, though he seemed nicer here than on Namek. All he wanted was just one person he not only knew but could consider a friend. Heck, he’d even settle for a chummy acquaintance at this point!
It didn’t help that most of all, Tarch was hungry. You’d think on a planet full of a warrior race whose appetites are only outdone by their love of fighting would be the easiest place to find food. The only issue is this teenage saiyan with a teenage saiyan hunger had no idea where anything was, and no money to pay it even if he could find a source of food. So instead he opted to go to the ship deck where he was told to park his pod to see if he had any snacks left over. He did, but graham crackers aren’t enough to satisfy a human teenager, let alone Tarch. So he plopped down into his open pod, letting out a long annoyed sigh. He had just about given up for his quest for familiar faces and food when he picked up two familiar senses.
First was the impressive power level nearby. It was dark, demonic, and very familiar. The second was the faintest smell. He couldn’t tell from where or what it even was, but it all Tarch could tell was that it smelled good! So the young hybrid pushed himself to his feet and hurried over to the two senses. It didn’t seem like too big of a coincidence that he picked up both Sensoa and possible food at the same time. Worst case scenario he’d find food but no demon or Sensoa but no food, at least he would get something today. So the boy quickly dashed over to him, wanting to say hi, and maybe see if there was enough for two.
“Hello there Mr. Sensoa!" Tarch chirped as he found his way over. At first, Tarch was intimidated by the demon, however, after seeing his more subdued side at the southern beach, he didn’t seem all that bad. His cheery demeanor soon dropped though, shifting into mild embarrassment as he saw Sensoa himself and the two others Tarch met on the beach but couldn’t quite remember their names. “Oh! Oh jeez, I’m sorry am I interrupting something? I-I can go if I am.”
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Post by Sensoa on Mar 19, 2019 12:19:35 GMT -6
Sensoa stood up straight when he heard a voice, his eyes shifting to the location where he spotted Tarch. The saiyan boy who he had meet a few times now, which caught the demon by surprise. Truly the galaxy was a small place if he kept bumping into Tarch on different worlds each time. The demon couldn't help but chuckle before placing his hands on his hips, shaking his head at the humor of the idea. The boy seemed to think he was interrupting something and the demon simply shook his head.
"Not at all lad. Why don't you join us eh?"
Sensoa said gesturing to the food on the table which was easily ten yards long. On the table was numerous types of food of all different kinds, from exotic meats to vegetables of both earth and vegeta. The demon gave a small laugh before pulling out a chair as he took a seat himself. There he would turn to Tarch before giving another gesture to the table.
"This makes the third planet we have met on each with different situations. You've got a talent for finding me in some odd places Child. hahaha! But I can't say its a bad thing. We have a large appetite but I doubt we could eat all of this."
With that the demon gave a bold chuckle as he began to gather food upon his plate in an abundance. The other two doing so as well, Hyuki simply using magic to gather that which she wanted with golem hands, each one levitating about the table in numbers to collect what she wanted. Once finished, a collective of 6 golem hands would float in the air about the table awaited commands while she simply went about eating. She had to stand up in her chair in order to fully see her plate, and she ate with the etiquette befitting of a noble house.
Barban was doing the similar thing, gathering things he wanted from nearby plates before slowly cutting away at his meal or using silverware to eat. His manners similar to the etiquette that Hyuki used, making sure to wipe his mouth after so many bites. While Sensoa on the other hand tore into the food similar to a beast tearing away at its meal. Grabbing at various meats and vegetables while he completely devoured all that he grabbed. It was clear he was eating to fill his belly and not to impress anyone.
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Post by Tarch on Mar 19, 2019 17:19:06 GMT -6
Tarch let out a deep sigh of relief, followed by a hearty laugh. He was glad to know he wasn’t interrupting anything important and equally glad his luck in meeting up with people he knew hadn’t completely run out after all. Even better, Mr. Sensoa actually agreed that his ability to run into friends even on other planets was absolutely not a bad thing. Tarch just gave a big toothy grin. The demon then offered some of the delicious smelling food to the teen.
“Oh no, I wouldn’t want to take your food,” however, the half saiyan teenager’s stomach gave a low rumble, betraying his hunger. “Unless you really don’t mind,” he added with an embarrassed giggle. Sensoa had offered his seat to the boy, which he took without any more hesitation. As he sat, he had to pause and think about what he said about this being the third planet the two have met on. “Wait. Really?” They met on Namek to start with. Now they’re on Vegeta having a meal. Tarch then gave his forehead a small playful slap. “I guess so!” When he thought about Earth, he didn’t think of it was just another planet, but his home. “I’ve always been good at bumping into people I know at random. Now if only I could start finding my friends when I actually try!” Tarch laughed again. He did stop for a brief moment, remembering how he couldn’t find Chromo before leaving to come here. His gaze dropped, a foggy feeling settling between his eyes. Luckily the smell of all manner of food, both familiar and new filled his nostrils and snapped him out of sadness.
“Ooooh, this all looks and smells great! I’m not even sure where to start!” He recognized a large blue fish, one he caught and ate often back home. The Paozu Tuna, perfectly seared and looked far too appetizing to pass up. Coupled with a couple scoops of southern grown corn to go with it, Tarch felt like he was back home. The second dish he reached for was completely unfamiliar. Looked as if someone took a giant bug home, bred them, then found out they tasted good and steamed them like crab legs. This one had to be a Vegeta dish. Just as Tarch was about to start his feeding frenzy, he noticed the other two demons eating with a surprising amount of class and grace, despite the obscene amount on their plates. Tarch was worried he would make himself look like some sort of animal. The hybrid turned to Sensoa to see if he followed suit. He seemed to have no such worries, going completely wild with his meal. Tarch just shrugged before deciding to do a bit of both. He used his silverware as he should, but he didn’t try to slow down his saiyan appetite.
“So Mr. Sensoa,” Tarch began after swallowing a mouthful of tuna, “What brings you to Vegeta? If you don’t mind me asking of course.”
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Post by Sensoa on Mar 20, 2019 4:52:35 GMT -6
Barban and Hyuki felt a tang of pride when the boy spoke about how good the food smelled. The two demon's simply smiling as the other two went into their meals. Sensoa still munching diligently, moving on to his third place by the time the boy asked his question. The large demon looking to the boy as he munched slowly, thinking carefully of his answer to the question. When they had met the previous times the demon had never revealed who he worked for, of all the stuff going on in his life. While the demon could lie about it, he didn't much care for secrets. Why bother with all that shite when just tear the bandage quickly, no reason to let it stagnate only to become worse later he always thought... No that was just an excuse, no he just didn't like all the energy that went into lying. To many stories to keep track of he supposed. After he swallowed the food in his mouth the demon looked to Tarch before chuckling.
"Job switching. I told ya about Kayen on earth yea? Well when I had fought her she offered me a job working for the saiyan kingdom. At the time I worked for the world trade fleet."
This brought a few eyes to the demon's location, some cold, some angry and some surprised. The demon paid no attention however, his eyes focused on Tarch and the boy alone.
"So I kept getting shite for working for them, no one accepted my challenges to fight but one guy and he has grown to weak to even bother me anymore. I saw them kill a few innocent people for no reason other than 'lets kill people' and I decided they weren't my kind of crew. So I came back here, met the queen and joined the Saiyan kingdom. Don't know much about this place but its pretty neat. Lots of strong people, plenty of fighting to do, plenty of work and no one judges me if me and someone else start bashing each other in the streets. This planets pretty great. You should have told me about this place!"
Sensoa chuckled before going back to eating, chowing down as usual despite the numerous saiyans staring holes in his back. After all the world trade fleet had ruled this planet for quite some time now, and the prejudice they suffered was a wound any nation would take a while to recover from. Sensoa however didn't care if they liked him, wasn't worried about the possible fights that would break out or if they tried to kill him. More fights either way, and poisons were pretty hard to work into Sensoa. He was a durable brute after all, having lived in a world of pure hell with so many demons of all kinds. While he wasn't immune to poisons he certainly had a high tolerance to them.
"So in short I am a warrior under the orders of Kayen. By the way, did you know she was a super saiyan? Whatever that means. I tried fighting her again and MAN she is strong. I LOVE it! She hit me one time and knocked me out, was quite the sensation... Well technically she cut me across the chest and I nearly bled to death. But thats besides the point, Guahaha!"
The demon laughed before pushing his plate to the side and leaning forward to rest against the table. One hand pointing to the scar across his chest, though it was faint it was still present none the less.
"So tell me Tarch, why have you come to this world eh? Also... uh... You get weaker since we fought on Namek? I couldn't sense energy back then but now I feel like you've uh... You don't feel as strong. Something happen?"
Sensoa asked, his tone questioning and concerned. He didn't want to lose another challenger no matter their age. If they were old enough to go out on their own, they were old enough to fight. The demon really hoped Tarch hadn't lost his edge because of lack of training, that would just piss him off. Barban was already giving Sensoa the death stare, clearly wanting the dinner to finish before the demon went off on another battle spree. Hyuki continued to eat, the Golem hands making their rounds to fill everyone's drinks with their desired things. Water, tea, soft drink, alcohol and even milk of all things. Sensoa holding up his glass for some alcohol to be poured without even looking at the hand. Once poured the demon would take a long drink while he awaited the answer.
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Post by Tarch on Mar 20, 2019 10:36:55 GMT -6
Tarch had just shoveled a helping of the mystery Vegeta meat when he heard Sensoa mention his reason for coming to the planet in the first place. The poor teen nearly choked when he said he was a part of the world trade fleet before getting an offer from the queen. Tarch looked at Sensoa, not really warily, more just surprised than anything. Did that mean he was a part of the fleet when they first met? Or even the second time? If so it was actually a little disturbing mix of disheartening and relieving. It was good to know that even the “bad guys” in the world were also able to be good people. Which made the idea of fighting them that much worse. To further cement the fact, Sensoa went on to describe a former crew member of his. Tarch winced in disgust, hearing about someone who killed innocent people for no good reason. Apparently, that was the turning point for the demon, something Tarch could completely appreciate. He then gave a laugh, only to be interrupted by the half eaten food trying to get into his windpipe.
“Ha! Are you kidding? I’ve never been to this place before until last week.” Tarch quickly coughed into his napkin, a little pink in the face from nearly choking. “Sorry about that. Anyway yeah. I've actually never been to Vegeta. It’s a pretty cool place though, way different from Earth or Namek. It’s not the prettiest but it’s got this weird grace and power to it you know?” Sensoa then asked if he knew about Kayen being a super saiyan. The teen gave a vigorous and excited nod. “Oh yeah! I actually knew before I saw her. See,” he paused, the idea of how he learned was not exactly a pleasant thought. “I saw Vocado turn into one on Earth. When I saw that, I thought there was no way Kayen could have beaten him unless she was a super saiyan too. When I saw it, something inside of me just kind of felt like, like I was reaching out for it.”
Tarch went quiet after that brief explanation. His ravenous eating slowed down as well, barely even noticing himself accidentally take a hard drink from the floating hands. Of course, as soon as the fiery liquid touched his lips, he instantly gagged. The hybrid turned to the side and quickly spat the alcohol out onto the ground. That certainly brought him back to Vegeta. He quickly swapped drinks with the golems, opting for a glass of water to wash the disgusting taste from his mouth.
“Sounds familiar huh?” Tarch laughed in response to Sensoa’s one hit wonder with Kayen. However, his laughter halted when he heard how he lost to her. Tarch dropped his knife to the table, his hand slowly quivering toward his chest. His breath caught in his throat, his pulse quickening. One swing of her sword. He still wasn’t over it.
The boy gave a nervous chuckle as Sensoa asked about his seemingly lacking strength. He had to make sure no one noticed his little episode of panic. “O-oh. You uh, you noticed huh. Well, I guess since Namek I kind of have slowed down my training. It’s just, ever since I came back to earth, it’s like I can’t get all of my power out. I know I can do more than I can now. That’s kind of why I’m on Vegeta. I want to train with Ms. Kayen so I can try and get back to where I was back on Namek. I’m also hoping she can get me past my fear of swords. Really blades in general. You’ve seen the scar she gave me back at the beach. As for my power level… I dunno why it’d be lower. Maybe because I’m calm right now? Hehe.” Tarch finished that last sentence way to fast for someone who was actually calm, he could feel his power slowly leaking out as he tried desperately to keep his cool.
Energy Setting 30,000
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Post by Sensoa on Mar 20, 2019 12:08:27 GMT -6
Sensoa listened to the boy speak, getting amusement out of his little choke as he talked about just arriving on vegeta himself. Well at least learning about the planet himself, which explained a bit. He then went on to explain that a man named Vocado could transform as well, which made the demon feel excited within. ANOTHER PERSON WHO COULD TRANSFORM?! A grin that could only be described as battle hungry formed along the jaws of Sensoa, teeth on full display as he listened with interest. It was then that the boy seemed to change his expression as Sensoa had explained the cut on his chest. Was this boy perhaps frightened of Kayen?
But what really made the demon frustrated was the fact the boy had grown weaker. He explained his fear of blades which quickly tossed away the theory he was afraid of Kayen, but then that raised the question of what kind of boy he was. The demon snorting in disappointment as he made a dismissive wave, the boy had let fear cloud his actions. Sensoa wasn't a kids person, he had been taught from a young age what battle was, but he had never been afraid of battle. His brother and him would tussle with each other on a regular basis when they were younger and as such he had never learned to fear that. Pain was part of the experience, hurting was part of the experience and death came with it.
Sensoa thought about that for a moment, the idea that perhaps mortal kind was more fragile than he gave them credit for. Though he didn't get to think of it for long before he felt the power of Tarch suddenly increase. Did that boy just get stronger or was Sensoa going mad? Was he hiding his strength from the demon and pretending to be in a weakened state?
"Oi boy... Your energy just increased... You aren't hiding it from me are you?"
The demon said in an angry tone, staring side long at the boy. Perhaps the boy didn't want to fight Sensoa, and was using some dirty trick to keep all that energy hidden. When they had fought earlier, the demon was about as strong as he was now with transformations. He couldn't tell how strong Tarch was back then but just remembering it made him narrow his eyes. No he had been even weaker than that he supposed, the demon's strength had been lacking in all forms. He had only just been set free from the magic so his body was still recovering but even still.
"I don't mind if ya don't want to fight but... I don't like it when people hide things from me."
The demon's green eyes never left Tarch as he searched the boy for any sign that he was lying. Sensoa was always usually a little angry, but now he was truly upset. He didn't like people hiding their strength because they were to 'afraid' of something. It was cowardice which he despised, much like bandits he couldn't stand it. Barban's eye going from Tarch to Sensoa as he silently sat by to see what happened. Hyuki didn't even look up from her meal, continuing to eat but it was clear the tension in the air had caught her attention.
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Post by Tarch on Mar 20, 2019 13:16:24 GMT -6
“N-no sir! I’m not hiding anything!” Tarch felt a knot form in his stomach and a dry lump in his throat. He knew how much it frustrated others when he couldn’t show off his full power, but it didn’t make using it any easier. Yet still, Sensoa’s demonic stare tracked him as Tarch tried to eat. He didn’t even have to sense his emotions to tell the demon was growing very upset with the half saiyan. Tarch wasn’t sure what to do. Should he just laugh it off and continue eating? That seemed to be what the cat demon was doing, or at least attempting to.
“H-honest! I’m n-not trying to hide anything. I just can’t get it all out is all! Here,” the young hybrid pushed his chair back and stood up, taking a couple of steps away from the food in case his sudden aura disrupted the food. “I’ll show you. This is how much I can put out normally give or take.” He tried to take a deep breath, instead taking in quick shallow gulps of air. Then with a small growl, Tarch’s aura flared out in a thin icy blue veil matching his eyes. “S-See? It’s not quite as much as I could do on Namek but it’s close right?” Already Tarch winced. He hated lying, and though he knew it wasn’t an intentional lie, it was still dishonest. The truth was as good as he had gotten at sensing other people’s energy, his ability to sense his own was skewed ever since his fight with Nashua, perhaps even the one against Vocado. “Okay, I know it’s not nearly as much as I should have. B-but I’m not doing it on purpose honest! I just haven’t been able to control my power real well since I left Namek. B-besides, whenever I’m not fighting my power kind of relaxes is all.” The teen had no idea if this was helping his case. If anything he felt like it was hurting more than anything. Sensoa’s accusatory stare only served to frighten Tarch even more, making his power fluctuate wildly, but still staying lower than his true maximum.
Energy Setting: since this isn’t a fight and a solid PL isn’t as important, let’s say it’s flickering between 40,000 - 50,000 for added effect.
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Post by Sensoa on Mar 20, 2019 15:40:20 GMT -6
Sensoa watched the boy try to explain the situation, clearly flustered by the idea that Sensoa thought he was lying. At first the demon was angry, but soon his anger subsided as he came to realize that the boy was inexperienced with his power. That was nothing to be upset at, he was just a child after all so the demon could understand the situation well enough. The demon slowly standing up and smiling reassuringly.
"Calm yourself boy I believe you. I forgot that you are just a young lad. I owe you an apology."
The demon walked over to the boy, placing a hand under his chin before leaning this way and that while observing Tarch. It was clear that this boy was indeed growing in power but not consistently. He was in a state of flux, clearly unable to maintain control. The demon eventually stopped his inspection before looking to Barban who simply gave Sensoa a stern look before looking back to Tarch. It was a clear sign that he shouldn't get involved, the demon was no teacher and could make the situation worse.
"I would like to help ya lad but..."
Sensoa then turned his attention back to Tarch as he patted him on the shoulder.
"I doubt I'd make a good teacher. I know little about what ails you and I doubt I could help. Hyuki makes fine potions for physical problems but... I think you need something more spiritual or mental. You say you are afraid of blades? Is that the cause of this?"
Sensoa asked, tilting his head slightly as he tried to think of a valid reason the boy would be in such a sorry state. If the boy was afraid of something, the demon was worried that he would make the situation worse. Not only now but in the future as well. He knew that he should just leave it be but he at least wanted to know the reason if he could find it. Tarch said he didn't know sure but if they could find a valid reason together maybe it would help.
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Post by Tarch on Mar 21, 2019 9:52:13 GMT -6
Tarch felt horrible. Even after Sensoa apologized, it still felt like the hybrid interrupted their lunch and added unnecessary drama to the table. Luckily the demon seemed to understand well enough, even going as far as to give the poor boy a soft pat on his shoulder. His aura calmed down as Tarch did. He took a deep breath, letting his power subside to its usual base level. Tarch looked around at the other two demons. He really didn’t want to talk about this in the middle of what should be a delectable meal. So he beckoned Sensoa over so he could talk away from the table.
“I really don’t wanna ruin lunch by bringing up all that stuff. Can we talk about it over there? It won’t be too long.” Tarch didn’t stray too far from the feast, just a few feet away to a nearby metal railing. Assuming, of course, Sensoa followed him, otherwise as long as it was okay, he’d start explaining right there. “A few teachers of mine actually tried to explain it to me,” he recalled his ki instructors, and especially Ramen and Nashua’s theories on why his power was all out of whack. “Ms. Ramen says it’s because I gained so much power on Namek so quickly at a young age that my body just can’t handle it. Ms. Nashua and I say it’s because of all the…” Tarch stopped. He didn’t want to remember. Whether he liked it or not, he was a young boy that dove head first into a warzone. It scarred him, more so than Kayen’s sword. “Namek was… it was so nice and peaceful one minute… then it was… hell. I saw people die, people I looked up to killing other people. The fear of blades is nothing. I just get a little freaked out. Hopefully, Ms. Kayen will help me with that one.” Tarch gave a long sigh of defeat, perching himself onto a metal railing and looking out over the Cucumber Capital. “I don’t know who’s right. Maybe they both are. Or maybe it’s just my human half finally getting the better of me,” he let out a weak forced chuckle, his tail slowly waving around. “Weirdly enough, I felt the best when I was around the super saiyans. Heck, when I fought Nashua I didn’t just go all out, I went even higher than I ever thought possible. It wasn’t enough though, I couldn’t take out all of the bad stuff from Namek on her.”
Tarch went silent for a while after that, taking some time to just watch the home world of the saiyans. It seemed like any other city on any other planet. Whether full of green people. Tailed people, or just human people, it looked the same right now. The half saiyan than went a little red in the face. “I’m sorry for going on like that Mr. Sensoa. I’m not sure how anyone can help to be honest, but thank you for listening. I usually don’t like talking about it but, I dunno. My human mom calls it post freak-out clarity. Should we get back to the food?”
Energy Setting: settles to 40,000
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Post by Sensoa on Mar 21, 2019 11:05:51 GMT -6
Sensoa simply followed the boy, Tarch not wishing to disturb the dinner further by what he wanted to say. Sensoa didn't really care, but out of courtesy to Tarch the demon followed. Once they arrived at the metal railing, the demon listened carefully to the boy as he spoke of Namek. It was clear what happened there was far more than the demon know, as the boy spoke of people dying. He had witnessed the death of people and those he respected had killed others. The demon simply letting out a sigh as he looked on to the horizon. Mortal kind always talked about how killing was bad, that there was other ways to keep from killing. But the reality of the universe was that to kill was a fact of survival.
It was then the boy brought up fighting with Nashua, and getting even stronger than he thought possible. This made the demon look to the boy in surprise, but decided to not push the topic. While the demon did want to fight Tarch, he also didn't want to hurt the boy. He felt conflicted, wanting to push the boy to show him his true strength, but at the same time he didn't want to hurt him. He reminded him of a fragile little creature he had to be gentle with or it would break. But what if.... what if the demon really pushed the boy to get over his fears? What if the demon decided to pressure him, wouldn't that help him? It took a moment of tugging and arguing with himself to decide it wasn't worth the risk. He had missed the question if they should return to dinner, the demon looking down at the boy while he considered the idea.
The boy had many teachers already, Kayen among-st them so he would be fine. Yet some part of the demon did envy that about Kayen, to have someone to teach. Sensoa knew deep down he would make a terrible teacher for the boy, he was both bad with kids and not very good at educating anyone. It wasn't until he realized Tarch had gone quiet he was simply staring down at the boy in thought and shook himself out of it.
"Aye. Lets go back to the table."
Sensoa said as he walked back to the table, lost in thought about the saiyan race. He knew they possessed incredible strength, yet what was the under lying power that made them get that strong. He knew super saiyans were not a common thing, but what made the current ones transform? If he could just figure that part out, the demon wondered if he could under go the same transformation even if he was a demon. Was it sadness that drove that transformation? Was it being in battle that would kill them? What caused such a transformation in this species? He would need to ask Kayen when he went back to fight her. He had talked to Ochra, having learned it was not a natural state of being like his seals. It was an active form of power up, not them suppressing their power like his family did. Which Tarch had just confirmed by his fluxing power, that when stressed he seemed to grow stronger. But that was just one example, meaning he needed to fight other saiyans or ask them himself.
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Post by Tarch on Mar 21, 2019 14:16:38 GMT -6
It seemed like things were calming back down now. Unfortunately, it seemed like Sensoa didn’t have much else to say on the matter? Tarch was worried he may have said something to offend him. The teen scrutinized the demon for a brief moment, letting his inner senses take over. Though what he felt was a little dubious since he only just managed to calm down, Tarch could sense a curiosity within Sensoa, along with a strong desire for a fight. Maybe he could make it up to the demon by offering one?
“Y’know,” Tarch began as they started to make their way back to the table, “After dinner w-we’re gonna have to work off all that food right?” His tone was more high pitched and shakier than usual. It was clear to even strangers that the poor hybrid was still nervous. “I still like fighting when it’s fun and games. Maybe we can finally have that rematch after we eat? We can see if we can get me to use my full power.” He knew it was a long shot, but he certainly didn’t mind the idea of getting some of that pent up tension out. “H-heck. If nothing else it’ll be a good stress relief right?” Once back to the table Tarch would give a quick apologetic bow to the other two demons. “Sorry about that you two. I sometimes get a little nervous really easily.” A little may have been an understatement. Hopefully the other two would understand as Sensoa did, and hopefully, Sensoa would take Tarch up on his little offer. He’d then sit back down, cutting up a slice of what looked like a large carrot if it was crossbred with an eggplant.
blah blah ooc consent from Sensoa for emotion sense etc etc you know the deal
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Post by Sensoa on Mar 21, 2019 15:06:24 GMT -6
They neared the table but Tarch had more to say, saying he wanted to have that rematch the demon had been wanting all along. But some part of the demon felt conflicted, wanting to fight the young lad but also to not cause his problems to become worse. If the demon engaged the boy in combat would he become worse off? It was a worrying thought that Sensoa wouldn't have had in the past, but with the way his life had turned out truly had changed how he was. Not that he took notice of this train of thought but it was ever present in who he was now.
The demon simply nodded at the saiyan child's words, turning to look at Hyuki and Barban who were sitting patiently at the table. Hyuki turning to them before weaving a magical sign from the air which caused the golem hands to adjust their chairs for them to sit down. The ones not preoccupied with chairs were working with the table to adjust used plates and switching them with fresh plates. Barban just looked at Sensoa curiously before looking to the child in question who was apologizing.
"You need not apologize Child. I am glad that you trust Sensoa enough to speak to him privately. I will not begrudge you privacy or tell you that being nervous is wrong. Just know a friend of Sensoa's is welcome here at our table and you need not worry yourself."
Barban stood up slowly before looking to the demon prince.
"We shall take our leave, I have much planning to do. Remember to finish your meal and when finished you remember the spell to clean up yes?"
Sensoa blushed heavily before sighing.
"Tsk... Yes I remember the spell. Now go on. I'll clean up once Tarch and I finish eating."
With that said, Hyuki and Barban went about their business, getting aboard the ship before the door closed to allow it to fly away. This left Sensoa standing by the table awkwardly, considering what to do. The demon took a seat at his old spot, gathering things from the table so he could resume eating. His eating was far slower as he was consumed with thoughts about the possibility of transformations. The idea that he could change his physical being to grow stronger, to change his body so he could increase his power. Was it possible and also the fact that he would be sparring Tarch soon. This two things lead him to down a spiraling thought process, leaving him speechless as he finished his meal and stared at his plate while lost in thought.
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Post by Tarch on Mar 21, 2019 16:11:01 GMT -6
Tarch didn’t respond to the canine demon, only smiled and fidgeted in his seat slightly. Then he and the feline made their way back to Sensoa’s ship, leaving just the half saiyan and the demon. Tarch couldn’t help but notice Sensoa didn’t give a proper answer to his little fight proposal. This was definitely strange. On Namek, Tarch got a sense of blood lust, a desire for battle stronger than most full-blooded saiyans he met from Sensoa. Now he seemed almost apprehensive. He wasn't scared of losing, was he? No, at his power? No way. Perhaps he was scared of hurting Tarch himself. That made sense, given how little power Tarch was currently putting out. Either way, he wasn’t ready to let this go without a definitive yes or no.
“So you didn’t answer me yet. If you’re worried about hurting me… well my head may be a mess but my body is pretty much perfect. Don’t forget I managed to beat you last time. I’ll be fine really.” Maybe that wouldn’t be enough. Or maybe, he wasn’t interested in Tarch at his current power. That idea did not sit well with the teen. “Alright, you don’t have to if you don’t want to. But how about this. I’m only half saiyan so I don’t even know if this is possible, but if I can turn into a super saiyan like the other three, then you haveta fight me. Whadya say?” It was a long shot, especially since Tarch honestly doubted his ability to put out as much power as Nashua or Kayen. Worst case scenario he’d have to find some other way to convince the demon for a sparring match. But, if that power really did exist inside him, it would prove not only to anyone who doubted him but to himself, that he could do or overcome anything.
“For now though,” he said, picking off the last remaining piece of Namekian Crab, “I’m gonna finish this up. Shame Namekians don’t eat, right? They have giant delicious crabs in their rivers.” Tarch broke up a meaty crab leg and chowed down. Seeing the friendly side of Sensoa and his family really helped brighten his mood back up. If nothing else, Tarch got a chance to get the planet-sized weight off of his shoulders for a good few minutes. Sure it took him getting riled up, but even he was mature enough to understand that sometimes things had to get worse before they got better.
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ARCHIVED - NG+ XP/PL TRANSFERRED TO DOREI
PL: 180,000
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Post by Sensoa on Mar 21, 2019 16:38:05 GMT -6
Sensoa looked to the boy as he spoke, telling him he hadn't truly answered his question. He supposed nodding hadn't been a sufficient answer for the boy and he continued to speak about becoming a super saiyan as well. The demon's heart rate immediately rising at the thought of yet another challenging fighter on the field. If this boy could achieve super saiyan then that means that the demon had someone else to spar against. The fire in Sensoa's soul was lit, his fists clenching as he thought about the possibility of seeing the trigger needed to transform.
"I'll fight you... But you know well that holding back is not my strong point. If I accidentally harm you beyond what you can take. You will surrender immediately."
Sensoa did not smile, he didn't chuckle, his eyes locked with the boy with absolute certainty that he was not joking. The seriousness in his tone gave no hint of playfulness. Though he was certain the boy would agree, the demon stood up slowly looking at the boy as he considered it. If this boy could reach Super saiyan, perhaps that would be the pushing point for him to finally get the final seal on his power open. But some part of him doubted the boy could go super saiyan, some part of the demon just couldn't believe a child could attain that level of power.
"Finish eating Tarch... but do not rush. I will wait patiently for you to finish."
Sensoa said as he walked past the boy toward the railing. Once there the demon placed a foot upon the railing before jumped from the side to free fall a short ways. He then launched forward toward an open desert area where he and Ochra had sparred recently. It was a well equipped spot for this kind of fighting, and it didn't take long to get too. The demon arriving at the spot by landing heavily in the rocks, shattering the ground upon his arrival. There was doubt in the demon's heart on this decision, he wanted to be excited but some part of him was worried. He knew the boy could handle himself but the demon had grown much stronger since namek. The boy had only grown weaker, which made the demon worry for his safety.
The demon stood silently with a hand on his hip, lost in thought over all that he had learned recently. He was not a profound thinker, he didn't believe in all the bullshit talk that people put into the universe. But he had much to think on when it came to practical things, such as growing stronger and the likes of that. He just couldn't stop thinking of ways to transform further, beyond his normal power. If he could just grow a little stronger, then the demon would be able to open that final seal. He just needed a little bit more power.
PL: 84,000
Ki: 3/3
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