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Post by Nashi on Aug 6, 2019 1:10:42 GMT -6
Today was a good day.
Nashi had started the day tending to his senzu bonsai, which was developing decently enough, and he probably spent some time with Chime, Daruma and Myu, because that seemed to be the sort of thing that would happen. Nashi would start doing a few quick rounds around the Lookout, moving so fast afterimages weren’t going to try to bother to catch up. He’d lift some high-tech, high-density weights from Capsule Corp and other such companies. He even resorted to the old art of fighting himself in a one-on-the-same-one duel, but stopped when he won (and also lost). But, alas, none of it was fulfilling: it was all too easy, and he got the impression none of it was going to make him as strong as he needed to be. How strong did he need to be? Stronger.
So he was in training, and if they weren’t as strong as he was surely the rest of the God Squad and the Cat School needed training as well! Nashi would get his zphone out and send out messages to meet at the Lookout for some Cat School training— to the Cat School members primarily, of course, but also to those in the God Squad. And those without phones? Well, perhaps dumb luck would have them arrive at the right time?
Nashi was wearing his kai-given armour/gi and had his Power Pole resting in its holder by his sash. Training with students would be plenty of fun, sure… but possibly with the exception of Myu, it might not have been too exceptional a challenge. Nashi made a mental note to ask Chime to teach him how to suppress his Power Level for this sort of thing… a mental note Nashi will surely only remember to act on hundreds of thousands in PL later. 396kPL
also ye Chime let me borrow the dojo |
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Post by Suri on Aug 8, 2019 3:06:31 GMT -6
"...Huh? What's that?" Suri asked herself when her phone meowed(yes, meowed, that was the ringtone Suri set for Nashi's messages). She would then find out herself, as no one else was in the sky with her at that moment. Suri stopped her flight, reajusted the backpack on her back, before pulling out her phone from her pouch. Nashi was inviting her to the Lookout for some Cat School Training! Exciting! Suri was already dressed for the occasion too, wearing the blue gi that Nashi had given her. All fresh and clean, Suri had prepped for a training session on her own in the woods, but this was even better, training with someone else- with Nashi! Even more, if any other fellow students were joining them as well. Suri used a compass app to change her course to the direction of the Lookout and the Tower, before pocketing her phone. The excited Majin's aura bursted out as she eagerly started to fly in that direction. ~***~ And it didn't take very long for Suri to reach her destination. She floated up, past the Tower's room, up to the floating island above it- the 'attic' as Nashi had called it once. Suri's aura faded once she landed on the square tiles that made a circle, and as soon as she spotted Nashi, she ran over to him while waving, and calling out to him. "Heeey! I'm here!"Suri was here, eager to have some fun, excited to train today. With a wide grin, she stopped in front of her cat sensei. "Helloo! I heard we were training today, and I ran- er, flew over as fast as I could! Er, am I the first one here?" Suri looked around for any other students on the flying bowl.
Suri's PL: 95,000 |
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Post by Tebooleh on Aug 8, 2019 13:12:10 GMT -6
Tebooleh was already flying through the air toward the Lookout when Nashi sent out his summons. After a lengthy stay in the hospital, the loss of his village, and the scattering of his people... he felt it was best to get back to training. Especially after hearing of demons assaulting the planet, alien forces festering on planets far away, and monsters hiding in the cracks on Earth. Then there were the Saiyans. He knew that they'd helped, and continued to help, in the battle against the World Trade Fleet remnants... But their current queen was a pirate. And pirates tended to stop being chummy if you had something that they wanted. Especially if you refused to give them that thing that they wanted.
But such politics were far above his head and non-existent paygrade. The tri-clops first needed to return to his master and current teacher to explain his absence. Who knew how Nashi would take the months he'd spent away? Especially when he'd only planned on being gone for a week or so. At least he'd been training in the meantime, both before the hospital stay and as part of physical therapy. Perhaps he could-... His train of thought was interrupted by a strange buzzing coming from his pocket. Along with a loud, flashy song that blared at full volume. It surprised the three eyed man so much that he almost fell out of the air. The song and the buzzing stopped after only a moment, but it started up again before Tebooleh could wrap his head around it. Then he realized that the sound was coming from his own pocket, the pocket of the trousers that had somehow survived his battle.
It was his Z-phone. He'd forgotten that he had it. As he held it up, he winced at the cracks and damage to the screen. He hardly knew how to work this device, but he knew that replacing the touch-sensitive screens was expensive. It was at least still functional, somehow, and he could open the texting app and see what message he'd received. It was a summons... a call from Nashi to head to the lookout for a group training session. That would be as good an excuse as any, he supposed.
So it was that about five minutes later, he was coming to a stop in front of the tower. There was a whooosh of fresh wind blowing through the open room of the "first floor" as he entered, the air that he'd been dragging caught up with him. Then, Tebooleh looked around until he found the cat-man and the majin that were waiting. He gave them both a nod, while pondering what to say...
Tebooleh Base PL: 50,000 (Max 150,000)
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Post by Nashi on Aug 10, 2019 22:43:35 GMT -6
”Hey, Suri!” It was good to know that, at the press of a button (well, a few), he could summon members of his school to help train together. ”Yeah. No one else has arrived yet. That just means we can get in some one-on-one training before anyone else arrives!”
But it would not be so, for Tebooleh arrived mere moments after. ”Oh hey, er…” Tebala? Tebarie? Tebolin? I don’t want to get this guy’s name wrong, even if it’s been a few months since I’ve seen him! ”…Teb!” Close enough. ”Long no time no see!” He was sure to get that right eventually. ”Suri, meet Teb. Teb, meet Suri!” That might’ve been a bit awkward if they’d already met, but— dang, have they met before? Nashi couldn’t remember, a few months ago was a considerable percentage of his life. Indeed, in a few days, on the 8th, he’d be turning three!
”Now… I’d like to see how much stronger each of you has gotten!" |
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Post by Suri on Aug 12, 2019 18:03:45 GMT -6
Suri was the only Cat School student here...for only a few moments. Oh goodie, another student had arrived! His name was...Teb? And apparantly this was a visit after a long time of non-visits. Like another particular person Suri was thinking of.....
.....Wrong time for that. In any case, after Nashi introduced 'Teb' to Suri and her to him, she would say "Hello, Teb!", smiling. This was indeed the first time Suri was meeting him, so she was oblivious to his full name and wouldn't be able to point it out.
The Senbyō wanted to see how much they had improved? That was exactly what Suri was hoping he would say, because she also wanted to test her own strength out more. "Exciting." Suri said. She went and placed her backpack and other belongings next to a wall, before walking back over and asking for confirmation; "Is it going to be a sparring session, us versus you?" She did a few stretches, hopped up and down.
Suri activated her natural aura, and a weak breeze of cool air blew out from where she stood. "I'm ready when you guys are."
Icy Aura (x1/x3P) ActivatedSuri's PL: 95,000/285,000 KP: 3/3 |
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Post by Tebooleh on Aug 15, 2019 12:54:02 GMT -6
Tebooleh removed his backpack from his shoulders while he listened. He set it down carefully, mostly out of fear of further breaking the phone that he'd been given at some point. Then, as he was introduced, he turned back to face the pair. He bowed to his master, the Senbyō, then to the unfamiliar majin woman. "Teb" was a strange shortening of his name, but... it would do. What was he going to do? Refuse a nickname from the god of martial arts? The god of martial arts whom he assumed to be ancient and wise, and who was also leagues of power above him?
At the mention of a spar, he began undoing his headwrap, untying the hidden knots and tucks of the linen scarf. Then he undid the buttons of his thawb, before pulling it up over his head. He didn't wear a shirt beneath the robe-tunic hybrid, instead there was just his bare chest. And shoulders... complete with a new scar that looked like a chainsaw had torn into the meat of his body. Tebooleh's three eyes then looked between the Majin, and the Senbyō.
"Against you, Master? I believe that would be foolish... you eclipse us both in power by such a vast degree. Unless you held back, it would not be an even fight."
Then again, perhaps that was the point? He wondered as he began to stretch and perform a few warm-up "dances"...
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