Xanathar
Newcomer
PL: ARCHIVED - XP/PL TRANSFERRED TO ROKA
Great Namek (x4P)
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Post by Xanathar on Feb 25, 2020 19:00:21 GMT -6
Xanathar had enough of the look out and was currently flying around as nothing more then a way to work of stress. With the massive battle their Guru was in and the attack on planet Namek going on to say Xanathar was stressed was a understatement, his rage barely was contained behind his stoic mask. He again was useless and even with all his recent training he was powerless to help in the battles around him, his sense of worthlessness only growing with each moment as he worried for the Guru's safety. Despite being forbidden form joining the battle he could not help but fly close by, his restless energy forcing him to anything even if it was not helpful. The battle around the mountain had lasted far longer then had liked and all the massive powers clashing there made him glade that most of them where on the Guru of Namek side, his mentors telepathy telling him not to worry. And despite the massive powers slowly dwindling he still worried some thing might go wrong, his Guru giving himself up to save someone or some other complication. It was only then he realized he sensed his mentors ki in two places around the mountain, the ki that had been there all along and a new weaker signal. Did some thing happen to Oboe and he had spawned a child in desperation? No that could not be it surely and this energy was far to weak to be his spawn, his senses also picking up more then just Oboes ki there. Perhaps he should check it out, his mind already deciding on going. It was to strange to not check out and he could not bring himself to do nothing as he changed his flight path to the source of the power he sensed.
It only took him a moment before he reached the source of the ki, his body floating up in the air as he looked around. His senses trying to find the exact location of the power he sensed as he turned restlessly in the air his eyes darting form spot to spot. "Hello? Master Oboe are you here?" he called finally, his senses on alert just in case it was not his master. It was quickly starting to look like it was not his mentor, the strange ki he had sensed next to Oboes was in fact mixed with Oboes. Who ever it was that he sensed was not his mentor, his proximity to the ki allowing him to get a better read on it. The other powers he had sensed nearby was in fact mixed with Oboe's ki, a subtle combination that at first glance seemed like separate powers. But now he knew better but he did not understand why he sensed him at all and that concerned him deeply, his desire that his brother was here to help him figure it out growing each moment.
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Post by Eregla on Feb 28, 2020 19:26:33 GMT -6
Eregla's PL: 2,000
Earth wasn’t exactly what Eregla had been expecting. It certainly wasn’t exactly as she remembered it, but then again, she had lived up north by Jingle Town and hadn’t gone out much. She sighed softly to herself. Because she couldn’t sense ki, she was having quite a difficult time locating Uncle Oboe. It was really quite frustrating. She needed to tell him about the attack on Namek before it was too late! Running a hand through her hair, Eregla felt the little antenna that had recently sprouted from her head. She found them a little weird, so she had tied them back with her ponytail. Some bits of her white skin had also gone a bit green after Uncle Oboe had saved her life. It wasn’t bad. She liked green! Shaking her head, she wondered where her head was at. Oh well. Shifting the pack on her shoulders, she kept going until she heard a voice call out for Oboe. Hastily, Eregla shot above the trees, looking around for the source of the voice. It didn’t take her long to spot him! A Namekian! Who knew Oboe! Her face brightened with a radiant smile as she hurried over to him. “Brother! Hello! Oh, thank Porunga, it’s good to see a Namekian face! How are you? Did you escape from Namek without too much trouble? Have you seen Uncle Oboe around? Does he know?”Questions escaped her lips like a flood, but she couldn’t help it. She was just so happy to see a Namekian face again. She had missed their communal nature. Her escape had been rather solitary, so it was like reuniting with her last remaining family.
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Xanathar
Newcomer
PL: ARCHIVED - XP/PL TRANSFERRED TO ROKA
Great Namek (x4P)
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Post by Xanathar on Mar 6, 2020 14:12:56 GMT -6
He was sure that the ki he felt was right here, the signal was just strange enough to throw him off as he circled in the air a few times more trying to pinpoint it. It was not till he heard the voice that he caught sight of the stranger, her body rising high above the trees to meet him but to his dismay this was no Namekian. No rather this was some other creature, a stranger though with Oboe's power? Still on edge with the distant fighting going on he allowed his power to rise even further as he looked at the intruder darkly, a rare expression form his race at large. He still did not trust aliens and this one even less due to her strange ki but he still could not bring himself to just attack without reason. Still it was her words that worried him greatly, escape Namek? What had happened since they came here to earth that would require anyone to escape. "Who are you? Why do you feel like Oboe and what did you mean by escape Namek?" He all but shouted at her, his nerves had already been on edge but the sudden news of escaping Namek sent him over the edge.
Impatient he keep speaking before she could defend herself, his feelings getting the best of him as he moved closer to the strange girl. "What did you mean uncle? Your no Namekian nor have I ever seen you near him before" he questioned further as he finally stopped moving a mere few feet form her. Whoever this was she was not a tuffle nor a native of Namek or that is what he thought as he studied her, his hands just barely at his side as he stopped himself form taking up a fighting stance. It did not feel like she would be a threat but it still made him wonder just who this girl was or rather what now that he thought about it. The ki when he studied it further was not just one race but many different races even if he could only pick out Oboes power in her. He was sure it was some out worlder abomination or some other creation they had made to destroy like they normally did.
Pl 140712 Great namek
Ki 3/3
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Post by Eregla on Mar 8, 2020 16:43:56 GMT -6
It finally occurred to Eregla that this Namekian wasn’t being open and welcoming to her. The air around him rippled with power. His tone was harsh and his expression dark and foreboding. She recoiled, tucking her tail around herself protectively. His own questions came, harsh and loud like a storm. Before she could even answer him, he moved closer. She drifted back a little bit as he barked more questions at her.
When the Namekian took up a fighting stance, Eregla’s expression switched from surprised concern to terrified. W-Why? Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to find the words to explain herself. “I-I… I’m Eregla… I’m… Oboe… saved my life… by giving me part of his DNA… I was still sick, though so… he took care of me after my father passed away. We were living on Namek… I’m part Namekian… brother…”
Eregla sniffled, curling up a little more. She wasn’t sure if that would satisfy him, but she wasn’t sure how else to placate him. The Namekians that she had known had always been so kind and accepting of her. Maybe it was because she had Namekian DNA. Maybe it was because of her father’s friendship with Oboe.
“N-Namek was under attack by a band of… really bad people… I just barely managed to escape… I was hoping maybe… others had too, but I… I can’t sense energy so… I’ve been having a really hard time… finding anyone and…” Eregla sniffled again, her tail trembling slightly. What was he going to do if he didn’t believe her? She didn’t have anyone else to turn to. The Namekians were her family. She couldn’t bear it if they turned her away.
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