12-09-2004, 02:58 AM
ooc: never mind, nobody get sto meet him
The explanation just didn't cut it for the android, for there seemed to be more to the explanation if this was true and he wasn't about to believe somebody's random story. The android did not care for the person all that much already and he was beginning to get on his nerves. This was not good for the stranger as 17 was extra powerful when angry, so this would be interesting if the two got into a fight. But the tall warrior would not speak again and did not ask where the other occupant of the bunker had come from himself, or even his name. This did not annoy 17 as much, but he was still irritated at the being for some reason, more than he should be, alot more. The hate just swelled up inside of him and he could not stand it anymore. He burst up through the chair and his burgundy aura flew around him revealing his frustration and despise. A snarl erupted a moment after the flashing ki was erected and the fellow warrior knew what the fighter from hell wanted, he wanted to kill the person. In all of his rage the mechanically enhanced human forgot to check his opponents power, which might prove to be troublesome for him if he did not know it. The two stared at each other but the kalushka-jin only kept his placid face over him while the other fighter showed hatred in his expressions. It was uncontrollable for him, sometimes you just hate a person without having a reason and this was one of those times. If you cannot control, you cannot control it. The hatred towards the person was insurmountable, he had never dispised another living being like this before. If he was to fight him though he would need to go outside of the bunker for they were not allowed to fight inside of there.
The two started walking at the same time, Ayakan knew what the hell fighter had planned for him, but he knew that that would not be happening, at least not today. Once they were at the top of the stairs they fastened the stare that they had fastened on to each other. Sweat trickled down the purple fighter's face, but none could be seen on the opponent. Not because he was a android, but because he had no reason to, he knew that the person stand right in front of his face was going to die today, at the hands of him, no matter what would happen. If anybody had seen the look that the two were giving each other, they would be stiffened. For even though Hell Fighter 17 had the stare that could kill a hundred men, the partly green shaded creature gave another stare, a stare of invincibility. A person would be able to sense the negativity and hatred in the air, most of it coming from the machine one. They waited for the other to open the door, for neither one of them would want to give up this battle, the battle of souls, one beating down on the other through the eyes. Finally 17 decided that he had waited long enough and shot a ki blast towards the door handle and it flung open, not breaking the door or the doorknob, but it flung open and slammed up against the wall of the building. One foot in front of the other the two combatant walked started a walk of two-hundred yards out into the clearing in plain sight of the immense forest. The journey was like a eternity, each step they took seemed to be their last and yet they trudged on towards their destiny with each other. To the both of them it seemed as though they were meant to fight the other, as though their very being had depended on it, at the time. Once they had reacher their goal they had a second of disjoy, for the walk their seemed to be very, pleasant in a sick sort of way. The android was not all that evil anymore, but this circumstance was just different for him. It was a completely different situation then he would expect of himself. After he had saved the village from the group of powerful archers, with help, and then he had met his new friend Pan.
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Pan was like the sign of a brand new beginning for him, she was what had turned him over even more, for he would not want to have a innocent child harmed or turned to the evil side, she was a very hyper and outgoing girl, she was a good and pure person that had the rest of her life in front of her. Which made him nervous for her when on the ship to Dante, for she was acting too goofy to kill people for zeni, but when she had to, she could also be serious. He almost missed the grin that would spread across her face everytime he did something, which was practically all the time, but in the bunker she proved just how serious he could be. He knew that that would fade, but she needed that if she hoped to do good in the tournament that she and enrolled herself in. That meant that she could take care of herself, but he still felt as though he needed to protect her from any seriously dangerous situation that could come her way, he would need to be there for her, she was the one that would be able to turn redemption on him and make him a good person all the way, and if he knew that she was killed when he could have done something, that could hurt the purifying process very much. So above anything, he had to be on call to save the saiya-jin girl. She was not a weak fighter at all, in fact she was pretty close to his strength, but still he felt as though he was the guardian of the girl, for some reason. He wondered how she would do in a fight. He had fought her before, but that was just for a little fun, not for your life, it would be interesting to see how she fought when she was serious, not just goofing off. maybe she would be stronger if she was serious and possibly a more talented fighter. There was at least one pro for her goofy fighting style from before, she would be relaxed then and not worrying at all, which he hoped that she would not do in a fight, for that wouldn't be the best thing to do.When a person is relaxed they were not as stressed out about the fight then they could do better without all of the worrying. Hopefully she did good and would not need his help, but if she ever did, he would be there.
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The stare continued and the two were ready to start the fight at anytime, for they knew that this would be a immenseful fight for both of them, that only one of them would be able to walk away from. Another drop of sweat rolled down the purple Kalushka's face, he was not nervous or afraid by the look of it other wise, so why would he be sweating so badly? The answer suddenly popped into his head, the climate! It must have been colder on his home planet so it would take him a while to get used to. But he would not get the chance to adapt to the weather, for his death was coming, his death was coming soon enough. If he did not die today, then it would have been decided by the gods that it was to be, but even if it was, he would steer his future, the way he wanted it to go. It is yours to mold, yours to shape, yours to create and destroy. He planned to shape and mold his own destiny, and destroy Ayakan's as soon as the opportunity arrived.
ooc: *faints*
The explanation just didn't cut it for the android, for there seemed to be more to the explanation if this was true and he wasn't about to believe somebody's random story. The android did not care for the person all that much already and he was beginning to get on his nerves. This was not good for the stranger as 17 was extra powerful when angry, so this would be interesting if the two got into a fight. But the tall warrior would not speak again and did not ask where the other occupant of the bunker had come from himself, or even his name. This did not annoy 17 as much, but he was still irritated at the being for some reason, more than he should be, alot more. The hate just swelled up inside of him and he could not stand it anymore. He burst up through the chair and his burgundy aura flew around him revealing his frustration and despise. A snarl erupted a moment after the flashing ki was erected and the fellow warrior knew what the fighter from hell wanted, he wanted to kill the person. In all of his rage the mechanically enhanced human forgot to check his opponents power, which might prove to be troublesome for him if he did not know it. The two stared at each other but the kalushka-jin only kept his placid face over him while the other fighter showed hatred in his expressions. It was uncontrollable for him, sometimes you just hate a person without having a reason and this was one of those times. If you cannot control, you cannot control it. The hatred towards the person was insurmountable, he had never dispised another living being like this before. If he was to fight him though he would need to go outside of the bunker for they were not allowed to fight inside of there.
The two started walking at the same time, Ayakan knew what the hell fighter had planned for him, but he knew that that would not be happening, at least not today. Once they were at the top of the stairs they fastened the stare that they had fastened on to each other. Sweat trickled down the purple fighter's face, but none could be seen on the opponent. Not because he was a android, but because he had no reason to, he knew that the person stand right in front of his face was going to die today, at the hands of him, no matter what would happen. If anybody had seen the look that the two were giving each other, they would be stiffened. For even though Hell Fighter 17 had the stare that could kill a hundred men, the partly green shaded creature gave another stare, a stare of invincibility. A person would be able to sense the negativity and hatred in the air, most of it coming from the machine one. They waited for the other to open the door, for neither one of them would want to give up this battle, the battle of souls, one beating down on the other through the eyes. Finally 17 decided that he had waited long enough and shot a ki blast towards the door handle and it flung open, not breaking the door or the doorknob, but it flung open and slammed up against the wall of the building. One foot in front of the other the two combatant walked started a walk of two-hundred yards out into the clearing in plain sight of the immense forest. The journey was like a eternity, each step they took seemed to be their last and yet they trudged on towards their destiny with each other. To the both of them it seemed as though they were meant to fight the other, as though their very being had depended on it, at the time. Once they had reacher their goal they had a second of disjoy, for the walk their seemed to be very, pleasant in a sick sort of way. The android was not all that evil anymore, but this circumstance was just different for him. It was a completely different situation then he would expect of himself. After he had saved the village from the group of powerful archers, with help, and then he had met his new friend Pan.
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Pan was like the sign of a brand new beginning for him, she was what had turned him over even more, for he would not want to have a innocent child harmed or turned to the evil side, she was a very hyper and outgoing girl, she was a good and pure person that had the rest of her life in front of her. Which made him nervous for her when on the ship to Dante, for she was acting too goofy to kill people for zeni, but when she had to, she could also be serious. He almost missed the grin that would spread across her face everytime he did something, which was practically all the time, but in the bunker she proved just how serious he could be. He knew that that would fade, but she needed that if she hoped to do good in the tournament that she and enrolled herself in. That meant that she could take care of herself, but he still felt as though he needed to protect her from any seriously dangerous situation that could come her way, he would need to be there for her, she was the one that would be able to turn redemption on him and make him a good person all the way, and if he knew that she was killed when he could have done something, that could hurt the purifying process very much. So above anything, he had to be on call to save the saiya-jin girl. She was not a weak fighter at all, in fact she was pretty close to his strength, but still he felt as though he was the guardian of the girl, for some reason. He wondered how she would do in a fight. He had fought her before, but that was just for a little fun, not for your life, it would be interesting to see how she fought when she was serious, not just goofing off. maybe she would be stronger if she was serious and possibly a more talented fighter. There was at least one pro for her goofy fighting style from before, she would be relaxed then and not worrying at all, which he hoped that she would not do in a fight, for that wouldn't be the best thing to do.When a person is relaxed they were not as stressed out about the fight then they could do better without all of the worrying. Hopefully she did good and would not need his help, but if she ever did, he would be there.
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The stare continued and the two were ready to start the fight at anytime, for they knew that this would be a immenseful fight for both of them, that only one of them would be able to walk away from. Another drop of sweat rolled down the purple Kalushka's face, he was not nervous or afraid by the look of it other wise, so why would he be sweating so badly? The answer suddenly popped into his head, the climate! It must have been colder on his home planet so it would take him a while to get used to. But he would not get the chance to adapt to the weather, for his death was coming, his death was coming soon enough. If he did not die today, then it would have been decided by the gods that it was to be, but even if it was, he would steer his future, the way he wanted it to go. It is yours to mold, yours to shape, yours to create and destroy. He planned to shape and mold his own destiny, and destroy Ayakan's as soon as the opportunity arrived.
ooc: *faints*
"We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl."
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