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Post by Terium on Jul 31, 2019 16:39:27 GMT -6
Terium continued to observe the shadow woman, for she intrigued him. Afterall, a person able to turn into shadows was of great interest to him as he is a person who prefers to be hidden. The only reason he managed to detect her was due to her not hiding her powerlevel at all. The question was, is that all the powerlevel she has? After all, if he can suppress his own powerlevel, then others would be able to as well. Terium decided to wait more, but decided that he'd track this shadowy woman. Yes...plans to follow study her came into the Bioandroid's mind. He needed to figure out how to get alone with her to talk. Too dangerous with Ochra around, saiyan could interfere with his research and that just would not do!
A dark smile formed on Terium's face as the thoughts crossed his mind. Yess...DNA samples from that girl could prove most useful if he can manage to obtain them. Yes...it'd be excellent for the stealth brigade!
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Post by Ikra on Aug 1, 2019 13:00:41 GMT -6
Ikra’s PL: 100
Oh, that was more than a few points docked from her little man. Throwing a pouty, fussy tantrum was just not dignified at all. He sounded like a teenager just filled up to the brim with angst. He was lucky that he had a nice chiseled body or Ikra wouldn’t even have given him the time of day! That wasn’t really true, of course. Her curiosity would have still gotten the better of her, but she found the posturing and threatening to be so very tiresome. Her little man was powerful, of that, there was no doubt. However, he didn’t seem the most powerfully intelligent in the area. She was afraid that she might have to give that one to the Fleetman. It was only natural for him to suspect her little man having an ulterior motive. Well, at least things were spicing up a tad. They hadn’t come to blows or anything yet, but it was sizing up to end that way. It was then that Ikra felt a strange shiver go down her spine. She felt like she was being watched by someone with a rather… depraved? Perverse? Ah! Deviant intent. Yes. She didn’t care for it. As a shadow demon, Ikra was accustomed to being the one behind that feeling. Not the one experiencing it. She glanced at her little man and the Fleetman, but neither of them were staring at her. Maybe it was nothing. Well, if it wasn’t, whatever it was had better hope that she never discover it. No one was allowed to ogle her like that except for Riis! And he hadn’t even done it yet. Feeling self conscious, Ikra hugged herself. She wondered what kind of body Riis would like. Mm. What if he didn’t like the form she took? Ugh. She wouldn’t be able to live. Anyway, now that it looked like a fight was brewing, Ikra slithered away to a shadow a fair distance away with a nice view. Hopefully negotiations would break down. She wasn’t sure who she wanted to win. Mm, well. She could figure it out some way or other. Still, some part of her was rooting for her little man to come through. Go get em.
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Post by Ochra on Aug 1, 2019 13:34:55 GMT -6
The squid's continuous appearance and words continued to drew more anger from the bounty hunter, barely kept in check. Though the air around him was starting to shimmer, almost like a heat was radiating off of his body. His gaze was locked firmly on Kraktus as the squid continued to walk towards him. He started to approach as well. He appeared calm, well, calm-ish, though the ground cracking beneath his feet with each step showed that beneath that mask, Ochra was raging. He could sense the power Kraktus currently had. They were both on equal footing. If Kraktus believed this was going to be some one sided fight, than he was in for a rude awakening.
"So be it."
Ice flew as suddenly Ochra kicked off of the ground, shooting forward towards Kraktus. Ochra was done talking with the overgrown cuttlefish. He was going to put him on ice where he belonged. With a low growl, Ochra swung a mighty fist, aimed at Kraktus' mid section, not the most powerful of starting moves, but Ochra knew better, even in his current state, not to waste all of his energy at the very beginning like this. If this squid thought he was going to beat him, he was in for a hell of a shock.
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Post by General Kraktus on Aug 1, 2019 16:37:37 GMT -6
Kraktus grinned as Orcha seemed to do with the talking. Guess the Saiyan could not keep a grip on the situation. Kraktus did like his verbal spars but sometimes a physical battle with an equal would get the blood pumping in a way conversations could never hope to do. Yet Kraktus thought of something even more fun. A cruel grin flicked on his face as Orcha came at him Kraktus watched an Ochra kicked off his mighty fist slamming into his midsection. The General coughed out sliding across the ice his armor dented from the powerful blow. A chuckle escaped his lips before he kicked off the ice flying at Orcha.
Yet when he seemed to be ready to attack he stopped landing back in front of Orcha. "Did that make you feel better Saiyan." He'd wipe a bit of blood from his mouth. "You are not worth my time weakling. You're worthless to me and anyone else here. I don't know why you came here but it is probably not worth the effort. Maybe a job to restore whatever shambles of pride of left. Maybe you hoped to find Kayen and face her. A weakling like you could not even lick her boots. So what do you want Orcha?" Kraktus wanted to play with him and break him. Breaking his body had already been done before and that didn't put him down. He wanted to bring Orcha to the point where he wished he was dead instead of fighting the General. That would be much more fun than crushing him physically.
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Post by Terium on Aug 2, 2019 8:42:54 GMT -6
Terium decided to stay hidden underground, but the moment he detected Ochra's aggression levels rise, he crawled back quickly within the tunnel he had made to a safer distance to continue observing the situation at hand. He's aware that the only one that knows he's here is Kraktus, though at the same time he knows that the General has no idea where he is in the area as he's been hiding his powerlevel the whole time. Nontheless, Terium felt that staying hidden would be the best decision to make. He knows that as much as he'd like to continue observing the shadow girl, he also knows that unlike her, he's solid. Which means that staying out of the fight would be best.
So here he was now, just staying a far distance away, and just sitting underground, letting his senses detect what went on. Of course being far away also meant that he wouldn't be able to study techniques as easily with his senses, but better safe then sorry in this case. Besides, he feels that Kraktus is probably going to win this fight, and knows that he'd only get in the way in this case if he chose to interfere. If he could, he'd keep the shadow girl from interfering as well, but knows that's honestly not worth the risk. If the girl dies in the process or is knocked away, oh well, he'd just find something else for his mad science.
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Post by Ikra on Aug 5, 2019 11:33:08 GMT -6
Ikra’s PL: 100
So, her little man was named Ochra. And a Saiyan. She was pleased to know that much if nothing else. As Ochra and the Fleetman began to trade blows and further verbal barbs, Ikra found herself bored. She didn’t think watching a fight like this would be dull. The Fleetman seemed more concerned with breaking Ochra’s spirit than pulverizing him. He was not especially adept at it. It was repetitive and sounded just a touch juvenile. She wondered if it would provoke Ochra. Supposedly Saiyans were all about their pride and such. She couldn’t imagine his pride being so frail as to crumble underneath those words, but then again, she wasn’t really aware of his situation either. Suppose she would help then. Darting through the shadows, Ikra placed her hand on Orcha’s back and pulled his shadow out, giving it actual form and depth. Speedy shadow stealing was a bit exhausting, but she managed it, and soon a shadow doppelgänger of Ochra stood beside him. She forced her fingers. It was always strange to have that feeling of muted sensation in the world of light. Alright. Well, now she could assist Ochra in some limited capacity. She could be a distraction or whatever. Though, she suspected a single, solid punch would be enough to shatter this temporary form.
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Post by Ochra on Aug 5, 2019 12:30:46 GMT -6
In all honesty, Ochra was a little surprised. His attack connected. He had expected Kraktus to attempt to block, to counter attack, to do SOMETHING other than take the punch head on like he had. Most people would take this as a sign of how strong the person was. But Ochra could see that wasn't the case. His fist had dented the armour. He saw the blood Kraktus coughed up. That attack had hurt. So why did he just take it? When Kraktus dove at him, he expected him to attack.
Instead he stopped...and started talking again.
Ochra's eyes widened. "Are...you serious?" Was he seriously trying to trash talk him after that? The whole bravado might have been more effective if there was more of a power gap between them, but they were relatively even. Did...he seriously think that would be effective? The squid was coughing up blood for crying out loud!
Ochra found himself chuckling, his anger momentarily forgotten. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised." he said, looking the squid dead in the eyes. "Seems the Fleet's only interested in flexing their muscles when it's against someone weaker than them. When it's someone on their level, well, all it is is talk, isn't it?" Two could play this game after all, and right now, Ochra had a good deal of ammunition to throw at the squid.
"I may have lost my leg on Knutts, but at least the 'little girl' was willing to fight someone bigger than her. Hell, even your froggy friend had the nerve to attack when my back was turned. If I recall, you simply sat back and do nothing." his eyes narrowed, "Seems to be a trend with the Fleet. Going after those weaker than them, folding when someone stronger than them shows up." Indeed, the retaking of Vegeta had been almost laughably easy, and their attempt to retake them planet had been put down by Auber of all people.
At that point, something interesting happened. His shadow came up, taking on a small, physical form of its own. So, the little shadow jumper was capable of more. Granted, the form looked exactly like his own, but it was an interesting little trick. "Interesting." he murmured, before glancing back at Kraktus. "See? Even the shadow here is showing more bravery than you are. So, are you going to throw a punch, or just keep standing there, blabbering on?"
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Post by General Kraktus on Aug 5, 2019 15:41:31 GMT -6
"Am I serious about what?" Kraktus tilted his head in confusion at Orcha. Orcha tried to get him to fight but he shrugged. "I don't fight people looking to die like yourself. You're not worth my time. I've killed children who have were more threat to me then you are. Your just some bounty hunter who thinks himself a warrior. You tried to walk around that prison and take it but look at you. Even your own Queen shut that down." Kraktus playful grinned. "Don't kid yourself Ochra If I wanted to fight you I would. I just no interest in that." Kraktus did a little shrug. Ochra then talked about how Kraktus had stood back in the battle at the former prison. Kraktus let off another sigh. "Talking with Kayen was more important than crushing a few specs into the wind. I would not waste my time with something as foolish ad grounding a lost monkey." Kraktus looked around an eh saw the shadow slowly move. "Interesting your shadow is moving on its own?" Kraktus eyed the shadow doppelganger. "So who are you. Orcha or someone else?" He'd asked the shadow now completely ignoring Orcha.
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Post by Terium on Aug 5, 2019 17:17:41 GMT -6
Terium, realizing that Kraktus had no intention in letting Ochra's want for a fight win out, inwardly chuckled. 'my, it seems the Saiyan is squirming a fight, shame he lacks the...oh shall I say...leg to win let alone start one?' the red Bioandroid mentally commented through his connection with Kraktus. Though Terium wouldn't be against eating Ochra, for such a meal would certainly be quite the boon to him. But as Kraktus has no intentions of fighting him, well, he supposed it made sense. Though Terium much prefers his meals to be in agony as he consumes them, it provides an exotic taste he must admit.
Needless to say, being isolation did NOT help Terium's mental state. He crawled somewhat closer to better listen in on the conversation. He stayed underground so as to not be seen, and continued to hide his energy. 'As for the shadow, I too am curious as to their name' he mentally admitted to Kraktus as he listened in on the conversation.
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Post by Ikra on Aug 7, 2019 14:52:59 GMT -6
Ikra’s PL: 100
Ikra assumed a pose not unlike Ochra’s own sullen crossed arms and dour look. Of course, she pulled it off. Mostly because she now existed in the shape of the Saiyan. At least Ochra hadn’t fallen prey to the Fleetman’s taunts. She made a mental note to raise his score in her head. To make it better, he even had some real zingers to toss back. Not that she knew if there was any truth to them, but it didn’t sound like baseless trash talk. She was a little flattered at being called brave, but this couldn’t exactly be called risky for her. At worst, she’d just get violently rejected back into the shadow realm with moderate to agonizing amounts of pain. It was nothing she hadn’t suffered for Riis before. Her love made it all bearable somehow. When the Fleetman turned to her, Ikra was just a touch surprised. Did he really consider Ochra to be no threat? She wasn’t able to sense power, but the man had just socked him in the gut. The Fleetman coughed up blood! Was he immune to pain by chance? She wasn’t aware of any species that were. Mm, well, if he was so curious about her, she would give him an answer. Not a satisfying one. She liked being coy a bit too much for that. Holding out a hand, she warped it into the shape of letters. ‘Something else… a shadow of sorts.’
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Post by Ochra on Aug 8, 2019 9:15:05 GMT -6
Blah blah blah, more trash talk. Honestly, it seemed like that was all the squid was good for. It really was getting tiresome. "So, if I'm not a threat to you, why are you even here? I mean, apart from wasting all of our time." Granted, he wasn't really expecting a real response. The squid would probably just reply with the same bland banter he'd been giving so far.
Instead, attention then turned to the shadow. Ochra had to admit, he was curious about her himself. She had never really given a name before Kraktus interrupted them. And she didn't seem willing to give too much information, only describing herself as a shadow. Well, this proved she wasn't with the Fleet. The Fleet didn't even know what she was. Still, Ochra couldn't help but be curious about the dark lifeform. "So, you from this world?" he asked. He hadn't heard anything of shadow beings living on Arcose. The planet did seem a suitable place for that though.
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Post by General Kraktus on Aug 8, 2019 23:10:21 GMT -6
"Because you're on my land," Kraktus spoke to Ochra annoyance dripping from his voice. Did he think he'd let Ochra sit on Arosce territory and do what he wanted? Kraktus gave a look to Ikra as she explained she was a shadow of sorts. "That is a curious thing. Shadows hiding behind other men. To conceal yourself or maybe another purpose? Perhaps you're taking a gander at his soul. That use to be one of my hobbies before I became who I am now. Watching the souls of men waste away transformed from the rigors of the WTF life. Then end their lives watch their souls wisk away into the afterlife." Kraktus chuckled darkly. "Anyway Ochra this has been fun but its time to end this." Kraktus lifted two fingers as he sent a random shard of stone flying attempting to pierce Ochra right in the back when his guard was down waiting to see if the Saiyan Mercenary would be able to react in time to such an attack.
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Post by Terium on Aug 9, 2019 8:38:46 GMT -6
Terium just continued to observe, though when the girl said something about being a shadow, he felt some disappointment as it meant there may not be any DNA sample to be obtained. This was unfortunate, but he could deal with this. Then he noticed that Kraktus sent a random shard of stone at Ochra, he doubted it would pierce the saiyan, but if it did, well...free blood samples for when the man leaves. A win in his opinion if it worked, if not, oh well. He can find other opportunities as time goes on. His thoughts drifted to other things, how was Belle doing? She was probably the one person he'd prefer to keep out of his plans, if only out of respect for Lord Chill. He just hopes she doesn't get in the way of his plans because that would create a conflict of interest for him inwardly.
Oh well, something to deal with later he supposed. For now, he just continues to observe the ongoing confrontation.
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Post by Ikra on Sept 13, 2019 17:27:14 GMT -6
‘No, I am not from the world of light,’ Ikra replied to Ochra’s question. It occurred to her that he might have meant Arcose, but her answer would have still been similar. She supposed that she was from Konats in the world of light, but… she hadn’t originated there. She’d seen countless worlds in her wanderings. But what if that made her old to them?! Darling Riis wouldn’t like an old hag! Ah… no one could discover her true age. She made a solemn vow to herself that she would never disclose anything that could possibly lead them to her age.
‘I am Ikra. A demon of the dark.’
In an instant, the Fleetman launched an attack on her little man. Well, that wouldn’t do at all! Shifting in front of him, the stone blasted through her new strangely corporeal form, creating a crater in shadow Ochra’s form. That was when the pain hit her. Someone else’s shadow was a flimsy vessel, prone to breakage at the slightest touch. She made a hasty retreat, her shadow form dissipating in a puff. Ochra’s shadow returned to normal. As Ikra retreated away from the windows into the world of light, the feeling of her power grew smaller and farther away.
“Ah… Damn… That didn’t feel good…”
Ikra looked down to see a glowing burn on her shadowy form. She just hated the light of that world… without a proper vessel, she couldn’t be with her Riis! She was just confined to what limited interactions she could manage from beyond the looking glass.
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Post by Ochra on Sept 16, 2019 8:52:05 GMT -6
His land huh? Somehow Ochra felt the Arcosians would have something to say to that. Well, arrogance seemed to be a predominate trait when it came to this squid. Ochra decided to ignore him, turning his attention back to the shadow being. World of light? He could only imagine what a 'world of dark' would be like. Had she come from another dimension? She was indeed such a curiosity.
And then Kraktus had to cause trouble again. Even if Ochra hadn't heard the stone shard shooting through the air, Kraktus' own comment clued him off. Ochra spun around, ready to punch the attack out of the air. However, before he could do so, Ikra had shifted in front of him, taking the attack head on. His eyes widened as he saw the shadow copy of himself dissipate, fading away. Had that attack killed her? He couldn't tell. He could very faintly feel her energy. But where she was, he didn't know.
He turned his baleful gaze at Kraktus, energy surging through him. "Having to resort to sneak attacks now?" he growled, energy crackling along his skin. If the damn squid was going to act all high and mighty, and then pull cheap tactics like this...well, it just showed how low the Fleet truly was, now didn't it?
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