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Post by Amara on Sept 27, 2019 17:11:35 GMT -6
To a casual observer, the initial barrage of blasts would appear to hit Amara head-on, black smoke billowing from the site of the blast. When it cleared a moment later, Amara stood no worse for wear - body crackling in golden Ki and a snarl affixed to her face. A few trees nearby had been blasted off the stumps, wooden shrapnel still falling from the sky as the Saiyan took a step forward. "Prick." The mercenary spat, Ki hissing and snaking around her arms as she lifted one towards the man. "If you have a death wish, I'm more than happy to fulfill it."
Though thoroughly annoyed, Amara did yet not call upon the power of Oozaru - opting to rush at Hobar and close the distance. He was strong enough to not get instantly knocked out, but the difference in their power was still massive enough to the point where he couldn't reliably hurt her. Aiming a kick at the fugitive's torso, this would be unlike all of the attacks that Maki faced - full vitriol and energy put behind the blow with enough power to casually level a building. Getting hit or dodging would create more distance between the two fighters, and Amara would compensate by drawing the blaster at her hip and firing off a few shots with it. The plasmic lasers weren't enough to kill someone like Hobar, but they would certainly hurt - sizzling the flesh upon contact.
With a moment of reprieve, she gestured vaguely towards Hobar with her blaster in hand. "Jump in if you want." She said neutrally, acknowledging the human for the first time since the battle had begun. "Whether or not it'll be a good time or idea will be left up to you, kid." ...Amara should probably bother to learn his name, at this rate. A bit rude considering the circumstances, but what could you do now?
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Maki the Grappler
Rising Soul
PL: 27,000
Intense Struggle (x2T)
Tag: @jamesincarnate
Posts: 68
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Post by Maki the Grappler on Sept 27, 2019 22:57:02 GMT -6
The look on Hobar's face would be priceless as he realized the attack had hardly damaged his pursuer. The man knew he was probably outmatched, but hadn't expected someone this strong. The criminal would find himself engaged in a heated battle. Raising his arms, the saiyan would block the incoming kick, but still be sent flying back a few yards. Next would come a series of plasma blasts. Thanks to them not being projected by the woman herself, Hobar would manage to dodge most of the shots. A few would slip by and singe his armor, but his physical body was mostly unharmed. As the volley ended, his counter attack would begin. Clenching his fists, the man would draw out as much energy he could, then dart directly at Amara. As he entered melee range a swarm of angry punches and kicks would be directed at the woman's torso. Every blow looked as if there was much force behind it, meaning there was just as much malicious intent. That kind of fighting worried Maki to an extent, if he were to jump in, he would need to be careful.
As fortune would have it, the woman actually suggested Maki jump in and help. The grappler was certainly up for the challenge, but there was a bit of an issue. He possessed no ki control outside of his own body. That meant no blasts, beams, or anything ranged! If he were to help, it would have to be up close and personal. Maybe he could create on opportunity for his new friend, but there would be risk. "Alright!"
With that remark, Maki would vanish and reappear behind Hobar. As he did earlier, two arms would sprout from under the grappler's original two. With off of his strength, he would attempt to grab the criminal's arms from behind. Managing to grip the man's two wrists, the punches would stop. "What the?! You little pest."
Before he could even blink, the saiyan's tail would swing around and wack the earthling across the face. The strike would be enough to knock him unconscious, and falling to the ground. Though Maki may have been out of the fight, Hobar was clearly distracted.
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Post by Amara on Sept 28, 2019 7:41:27 GMT -6
Amara sighed irritably, cracking her neck as Hobar took the initial assault better than she would've liked. Her extraneous shots hadn't done much other than pissing the guy off, but she was trying to conserve and build up power - the power that she had demonstrated to Maki earlier. The Saiyan planned to release it all in one big 'bang', and take the fugitive out in a single blow rather than staggering her attacks over a longer period of time. She braced as the criminal rushed her, absorbing a few of his strikes with nary a grunt - body and armor working in tangent to dull most of the blows.
She had been working on a retaliation plan when Maki suddenly took her proclamation seriously, appearing behind the man and getting enough leverage to temporarily but effectively stop me. Stifiling a snort at the human's behavior, Amara let her Ki run free - coursing through her body and building up in a massive burst of energy. The kid got a tail smack to the face, sending him flying away and out of the fight. She knew he was fine - probably just unconscious after all the compounded damage.
Amara took advantage, golden Ki gathering as she prepared another Lightning Strike. Except unlike last time, when the technique had been dispersed and held back for the sake of not killing Maki, she was going at it with full vitriol. Every bit of energy moved into her right arm, surrounding the limb and causing the entire thing to appear in an ethereal golden glow as she reared her arm back. "Lightning." Too late, Hobar realized that his hunter had not been idle when he dealt with the pest, turning in time to see a fist about to impact his poor, squishy face.
"STRIKE!" The resounding boom created a shockwave from the point of impact, blowing the surrounding debris with the force of a hurricane - ripping even more trees from the ground and sending them flying, roots and all, into the air. Poor Hobar didn't fare much better - only clinging to life by an inch as his crumpled, signed body was blown away from the punch, effortlessly snapping through several trees before impacting into a hill - causing a crater several meters deep to form and sending a cascade of dirt into the air.
Flexing her slightly numb air in victory, Amara smirked at the victory. Still, though, she couldn't just collect the bounty target and leave. A glance at Maki's prone form caused her mood to sour slightly, the Saiyan half-reluctantly traipsing over and slinging the boy unto her back along with Hobar himself. She tossed the human into her spacepod, setting the ship to automatically follow her as she flew back to the city they had come from. When Maki awoke, it'd probably be in a hospital bed - a folded piece of paper containing on his person one simple thing: a scouter call number.
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Maki the Grappler
Rising Soul
PL: 27,000
Intense Struggle (x2T)
Tag: @jamesincarnate
Posts: 68
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Post by Maki the Grappler on Sept 28, 2019 10:50:54 GMT -6
Maki would see a glimpse of the yellow strike as it impacted Hobar. It was easily the most powerful thing he had ever seen, managing to severely injure the criminal and end their fight. Unfortunately, that would be all he was as his body soon met the ground. He was officially out of it, and was helpless but to be moved by Amara. Granted it was quite kind of her to do so.
Roughly eight hours after the fight, Maki would wake up in a hospital bed to a shocked nurse. "Oh my! He's awake. We weren't sure you were going to make, looks like we were wrong." The grappler would shake his head, trying to remember exactly what happened. After a second, he would realize that he had in fact been knocked unconscious by the saiyan criminal. That woman must have taken care of him and brought the earthling to the hospital or something. The nurse would also point out a white piece of paper next to him. "Oh, and the woman who brought you here left you that." Opening the parchment, he would see a call number for a scouter. That could work well for him.
Waiting out his stay in the hospital Maki would soon return home, only to be berated by his parents, but return nonetheless. He would want to contact Amara again soon, and train under her if willing.
Maki Exits the Thread!
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