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Post by Yanwang on Aug 5, 2019 14:34:11 GMT -6
"Yah well I am pretty special." Yanwang was a bit embarrassed. Guess his magic was pretty rare. Just out and saying you could age yourself to your prime was not a normal ability. "As for coming back from the World of the Dead it not even that dead. Us ogre's live up there watching over the dead. So it is not really as you explained." Though he had to admit if he was dead then he stole from King Yemma he'd be ten times cooler. If he did die somehow he'd made a note to put that on his bucket list. He'd looked at Russe as he asked why he stole the Bag. "Well it a long story but the short of it was he had a sandwich I wanted. I decided since the Bag could create anything I wanted I'd steal that instead of trying to steal the sandwich. I had an uncle who knew alot about all this Vault stuff so I knew what I needed to do and I stole the bag. It was pretty easy honestly the hard part was learning how to use it." Yanwang turned to Zriracha as she noted she was going to head out toward the city. "Alright that sucks." Maybe they could join her but he didn't ask since he thought it may be rude and he still had some training to do. He had no control of his form he didn't want to randomly transform back while traveling around. That would be no good.
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Post by Zriracha on Aug 5, 2019 19:32:37 GMT -6
She gave a nod to Russe, thankful for his assistance, “Until we meet again. Your power is closest to mine, I feel and I would love nothing more than to test my magic against you – a consensual battle, of course.” She addressed Yanwang next, “And if it pleases you, we will have to meet again so that I may learn more of your exploits in the World of the Dead. Until then, my friends.” With a final wave, she took her leave to walk through the forest and take flight once she reached a clearing.
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Post by Russ on Aug 6, 2019 18:20:27 GMT -6
Zirirancha proposed a spar, a battle the half saiyan will never pass up, she is right to say her comboat power is closer to his, just like with Vangreth hopefully this fight wont be so one sided. "Sure!, I'll spar with you anytime and anywhere you want Zriracha" replying casually. He waved goodbye watching her take absence, leaving the boys by there lonesome in the forest. Russé attention is granted on the absurdly strong ogre in front of him, who described his tale of wanting to steal King Yemma's sandwhich but decided on the fuji bag instead.
"Couldn't you make your own sandwich like King Yemmas?" he didn't know how to feel hearing someone plotting to steal food from someone else when that can be solved with money or productivity, an alternative item worth stealing is okay for him he figured, then again he is young so he isn't one to question the mind of a child. "Well I wont judge you for taking what doesn't belong to you, but do your best to avoid getting caught" being a thief himself he has no room to preach morality to anyone.
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