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Post by Karon on Feb 8, 2020 21:03:32 GMT -6
Karon's PL: 50,000 Zhida's PL: 5,000
It was a cloudy mid-afternoon in the Spinach Wastes. Near the edge of the region, where flat farmlands gave way to gently rolling hills, a space shuttle was parked. It was of Vegetan make, bigger than the one-man round pods they were famous for but not by much. It looked old and worn down, and was probably intended to be a shuttle attached to a much larger spaceship, but now was being used as a singular craft. Its pilot, a scruffy blue ogre, was lounging in the open side door, smoke lazily trailing up into the sky from his cigarette.
The ship's only other passenger, a young red ogre who was for once wearing casual clothes instead of her vest and tie, stood a few yards away in the grass. In contrast to her companion, she was wielding a pair of tanto blades and "shadowboxing"...quite literally. She used her ki to animate her own shadow into a solid figure, and the two had been duking it out for several minutes now.
"Do you ever take a break?" Karon called over, "I'm getting tired just looking at you. Why don't you go hang out with that cousin of yours?"
"He's busy," Zhida replied without missing a step. She stabbed for her shadow, it contorted its body out of the way and kicked her, she brought up both arms to block, then counter-attacked, "He's got an important job, taking care of the world and all. Just like how we have a job. I need to stay sharp."
Karon rolled his eyes at that. He knew she thought he was being lazy, and maybe he was, a little bit. But he knew their quarry well enough to know that news of him would pop up on its own, sooner or later. Scouring the planet any more than they had was wasted energy. In the meantime they could relax, and slay whatever other minor ghosts crossed their path. If Zhida couldn't see that, well... he didn't need to explain himself to her.
"You won't stay sharp like that." He said instead, "That's just a very fancy way of twiddling your thumbs. You don't hone a blade against itself."
"So what would you suggest?"
An answer didn't come for several moments, long enough for Zhida to assume he wasn't going to answer. She continued sparring with her shadow... until a blue blur zoomed in from her periphery. Karon sliced through her shadow in one strike, with nothing but a wooden sword. A wooden sword he was channeling his ki through, but a wooden sword all the same. He grinned at the shocked expression on Zhida's face, and took the opportunity to strike her twice: once in the arm to get her to drop a blade, then again in the side of the knee. Zhida fell down to the grass and Karon hopped a few paces back, practice sword held at the ready, blue ki crackling along it.
"What in the worlds--?" She began.
Karon merely shrugged, "You wanted a fight, didn't you?"
Gravity x40
WC: 515
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