Post by Whisker on Feb 27, 2020 17:35:42 GMT -6
Whisker's PL: 18,000
Out in the barren wastes of the diablo desert, one small Hakaijin trains on his own in an attempt to master the techniques taught to him by his mentor, Master Tini. Whisker, ignoring the intense heat of the desert as he practices each punch, kick, and leap, breathes heavily and moves under some shade to rest for a moment. He had been at this for days with no real development in site. If he were being honest with himself, he knew that he wasn't going to get any better this way. His techniques had long since become second nature to him, and for as far as he went with his previous master, he still wasn't even a quarter of the way through his training. Despite this, he carried on. He had brought enough food and water with him for weeks, even making sure it would be non-perishable so that the desert heat wouldn't ruin it. Packing a tent, and other various supplies, Whisker had sat out with one goal in mind; to get stronger by any means necessary. He knew that training in the desert would help him to become resistant to the heat with enough time... but how long would that take?
The recent events had Whisker's mind racing. He had made new friends, sure, but they all seemed so much stronger than he was, and while he wasn't jealous by any means, he wanted to become stronger so that he could protect his people. He had lost everything two years ago on Konats, all because of some stupid robots that decided to attack the planet. He watched on in horror as innocent people were slaughtered, his friends taken or killed, and his own master sacrificing his life to save the few people who were able to escape the planet. If he hadn't been so weak, maybe he could have stayed and helped... Maybe his master would... Fighting back his tears, Whisker renewed his training, pooling his Ki into his palms and striking forward in various motions.
Left jab. Right hook. Front kick. Spinning backhand. With each new move, a small wave of energy burst forth from the tiny feline's hands and feet. After a few moments, the slow, deliberate movements increased in speed and ferocity until it became a whirlwind of air, claws, teeth, and Ki. After several minutes of this, Whisker settled down and calmed his breathing. This wasn't getting anywhere! How could he test anything if he had nobody to train with?! As he huffed and sat under the shade of a palm tree, he kept thinking about his new friends and his home in New Spei. Then, upon remember his friend Polarus, a thought came to mind. I wonder if Plaris is busy right now... Whisker took out the small electronic device he was given before the two went their separate ways. He was told to use this in case he needed him at any time. Well, he needed someone right now! This seemed like the perfect moment to test it out!
Whisker took a deep breath and pushed the large button on it, hoping it would do something. When it didn't, he pressed it again. As it blinked, he waited impatiently for several minutes until he sighed and his tail drooped. "Maybe he's busy after all... It is the middle of the day after all, and he seems like the kind of man that would keep busy..." Whisker placed the device on his bag and laid down, looking up at the cloudless skies in hoped that something interesting would come along soon.