12-16-2004, 07:19 AM
"Then let's go," the Saiya-jin warrior stated, slightly irritated at the wait. He leapt into the air, and without giving the other nameless creature a chance to respond, burst off into the distance. He could feel the creature following closely behind him at a reasonable rate. He wasn't quite sure why the creature was following him. He's merely attempted to heal him, with very low results, and nothing to show for it. It wasn't as if the creature owed him anything...
Now was the time to find himself a decent fight. His first thought was to leave the barren frozen wasteland that he was in, and to find himself an opportunity elsewhere, where it was a bit more hospitable. He wasn't quite sure though, as that would be where large groups would be, and he wasn't even sure if there was any form of "peaceful" habitat on Dante. For all he knew, the entire area could be frozen over. He hadn't really traveled through any zones on his way here, but had instead teleported.
He skimmed along the surface, his aura melting the flurries of snow around him. He chuckled at the interesting effect. At least he didn't have large wet clumps slapping him in the face now. His aura burned brightly as a beacon of light to the creature following him, and it melted a line deep into the snow underneath him. A few times the creature behind him seemed to slow down and lose track of him, and he'd flare his aura large enough to attract it's attention through the blizzard. Something about it was not right to him, however. He didn't want to seem as if he was bobbing a light out in the snow to attract any attacker that may come near. He was pretty sure he could handle any who opposed him though. The only opponents that could possibly defeat him would be those that cowardly tried to team up on him. Those were the true weaklings.
As strong as he was in the ability to sense another's Ki signature, the blizzard made it difficult at best. It was growing thicker, and he was having trouble seeing, despite his method of melting the snow around him. His sense became slightly weakened to the flurries, and he felt the other creature's Ki signature grow fainter and fainter. "He'll find me..." he growled, and burst ahead even faster, though careful to conserve his own energy. He finally burst into what seemed to be a clearing, an area blanketed in snow, and yet no storm would blow here. He slowed down, looking all around him, and then he touched down to the surface. Kneeling down, he found his own reflection staring back up at him. "A... mirror?" Reaching down, Reijin touched the surface of the reflection, and then snatched his fingers back quickly. "ICE!" he exclaimed. His breath burst out in frozen clouds, dissipating after being expelled. He shook his head, and reached into his pockets, pulling out his metal tipped fighting gloves that he always wore. As a warrior of Ki, the gloves did nothing to really enhance his fighting abilities, but he did like their asthetic qualities. And they kept his hands warm. He pulled them up tight, and clasped them shut, watching his fingers slip back out at their openings. He flexed his hand a few times to wear them in, and then pulled on the other one.
"Come to play?"
Reijin spun quickly, searching for the origin of the voice. He had heard it from behind him, but the snow flurries in the nearby hills howled, quickly covering any sounds from afar. He calmed himself, and his eyes took a steely shade, searching for any signs of danger. He glanced to the sky, and saw nothing more than clouds. "And who are you, on this most desolate of days?" he questioned.
He was only hoping that he could provoke a response so that he could tune his now prepared ears to the sound of its origin. As he expected, the voice spoke again. "For the short term that you are alive, you may refer to me as Llalawayln. I will be burying your corpse within this lake on which you stand." He recieved two epiphanies at once. One being his attacker's location. The other being his own. He glanced down, now knowing what the icy surface was of which he stood. The lake had appeared on his scouter, but he hadn't activated it yet for use on knowing his location. Regardless, he now knew both where he was and why the snow had stopped falling.
His eyes reflected his surrounding's icy tone as he allowed his gaze to drift upwards towards the clouds. "And you believe that you are the one that will defeat me in this tournament? I beg to differ. Regardless, I find your name to be quite..." he drifted off, a diabolical smile touching his frozen lips. "Random," he continued. "Your mother must be proud," he prodded. "Furthermore, due to having such an upronounceable name and the qualities to which it suggests, I shall refer to you as Weakness."
His verbal provocations worked. "You will die!" his assailent screamed, suddenly shifting into view from the other side of the lake. His eyes continued to trail the sky as if he was still searching. His ears had found Llalawayln long before. Llalawayln wore a white cloak that seemed to blend into the very fabric of the sky itself, shifting from white to grey in the sswirling background. His trained eyes picked out each detail of his attacker without betraying his knowledge of the other's location. He was tall by Saiyan standards, standing nearly a head taller than Reijin. His clothing was all the white and grey that his cloak suggested and his skin was an icy grey and blue, the color of soft frozen steel. His eyes were all white, preventing any betrayel of where the creature was focusing or watching. It seemed to be a very lithe opponent, built for quick and overwhelming attacks, while still possessing a strength to it. He felt the aura shift on this creature, and though subtle, it was enough to give Reijin some idea on the power of this being. Reijin was confident that he could take this creature. It would not live long enough to regret its folly.
He drew back its hand, and thrust it forward, a frozen beam of energy bursting forth to close the gap between the two beings from the other side of the lake. Keeping his eyes locked onto the skyline, Reijin's left arm drew up, stopping the beam in it's track, and then pushing it off path, allowing it to explode into the frozen hills in the distance. Dramatically, he slowly lowered his gaze to meet the creature that had attacked him, and to give him a moment of clarity in the mistake that he'd made in attacking the Saiyan. "Well well well..." he raspily began, in his usual cocky manner. "I believe that you pulled the trigger a bit early. But do not worry. You have made the first attack." He focused his steely irises on those empty cold eyes of his opponent. "I will make the last."
Leaving the Eastern Bunker of Area A
Beginning an NPC fight with Llalawayln at the Eastern side of the lake of Area A. Bojack has not arrived yet.
Now was the time to find himself a decent fight. His first thought was to leave the barren frozen wasteland that he was in, and to find himself an opportunity elsewhere, where it was a bit more hospitable. He wasn't quite sure though, as that would be where large groups would be, and he wasn't even sure if there was any form of "peaceful" habitat on Dante. For all he knew, the entire area could be frozen over. He hadn't really traveled through any zones on his way here, but had instead teleported.
He skimmed along the surface, his aura melting the flurries of snow around him. He chuckled at the interesting effect. At least he didn't have large wet clumps slapping him in the face now. His aura burned brightly as a beacon of light to the creature following him, and it melted a line deep into the snow underneath him. A few times the creature behind him seemed to slow down and lose track of him, and he'd flare his aura large enough to attract it's attention through the blizzard. Something about it was not right to him, however. He didn't want to seem as if he was bobbing a light out in the snow to attract any attacker that may come near. He was pretty sure he could handle any who opposed him though. The only opponents that could possibly defeat him would be those that cowardly tried to team up on him. Those were the true weaklings.
As strong as he was in the ability to sense another's Ki signature, the blizzard made it difficult at best. It was growing thicker, and he was having trouble seeing, despite his method of melting the snow around him. His sense became slightly weakened to the flurries, and he felt the other creature's Ki signature grow fainter and fainter. "He'll find me..." he growled, and burst ahead even faster, though careful to conserve his own energy. He finally burst into what seemed to be a clearing, an area blanketed in snow, and yet no storm would blow here. He slowed down, looking all around him, and then he touched down to the surface. Kneeling down, he found his own reflection staring back up at him. "A... mirror?" Reaching down, Reijin touched the surface of the reflection, and then snatched his fingers back quickly. "ICE!" he exclaimed. His breath burst out in frozen clouds, dissipating after being expelled. He shook his head, and reached into his pockets, pulling out his metal tipped fighting gloves that he always wore. As a warrior of Ki, the gloves did nothing to really enhance his fighting abilities, but he did like their asthetic qualities. And they kept his hands warm. He pulled them up tight, and clasped them shut, watching his fingers slip back out at their openings. He flexed his hand a few times to wear them in, and then pulled on the other one.
"Come to play?"
Reijin spun quickly, searching for the origin of the voice. He had heard it from behind him, but the snow flurries in the nearby hills howled, quickly covering any sounds from afar. He calmed himself, and his eyes took a steely shade, searching for any signs of danger. He glanced to the sky, and saw nothing more than clouds. "And who are you, on this most desolate of days?" he questioned.
He was only hoping that he could provoke a response so that he could tune his now prepared ears to the sound of its origin. As he expected, the voice spoke again. "For the short term that you are alive, you may refer to me as Llalawayln. I will be burying your corpse within this lake on which you stand." He recieved two epiphanies at once. One being his attacker's location. The other being his own. He glanced down, now knowing what the icy surface was of which he stood. The lake had appeared on his scouter, but he hadn't activated it yet for use on knowing his location. Regardless, he now knew both where he was and why the snow had stopped falling.
His eyes reflected his surrounding's icy tone as he allowed his gaze to drift upwards towards the clouds. "And you believe that you are the one that will defeat me in this tournament? I beg to differ. Regardless, I find your name to be quite..." he drifted off, a diabolical smile touching his frozen lips. "Random," he continued. "Your mother must be proud," he prodded. "Furthermore, due to having such an upronounceable name and the qualities to which it suggests, I shall refer to you as Weakness."
His verbal provocations worked. "You will die!" his assailent screamed, suddenly shifting into view from the other side of the lake. His eyes continued to trail the sky as if he was still searching. His ears had found Llalawayln long before. Llalawayln wore a white cloak that seemed to blend into the very fabric of the sky itself, shifting from white to grey in the sswirling background. His trained eyes picked out each detail of his attacker without betraying his knowledge of the other's location. He was tall by Saiyan standards, standing nearly a head taller than Reijin. His clothing was all the white and grey that his cloak suggested and his skin was an icy grey and blue, the color of soft frozen steel. His eyes were all white, preventing any betrayel of where the creature was focusing or watching. It seemed to be a very lithe opponent, built for quick and overwhelming attacks, while still possessing a strength to it. He felt the aura shift on this creature, and though subtle, it was enough to give Reijin some idea on the power of this being. Reijin was confident that he could take this creature. It would not live long enough to regret its folly.
He drew back its hand, and thrust it forward, a frozen beam of energy bursting forth to close the gap between the two beings from the other side of the lake. Keeping his eyes locked onto the skyline, Reijin's left arm drew up, stopping the beam in it's track, and then pushing it off path, allowing it to explode into the frozen hills in the distance. Dramatically, he slowly lowered his gaze to meet the creature that had attacked him, and to give him a moment of clarity in the mistake that he'd made in attacking the Saiyan. "Well well well..." he raspily began, in his usual cocky manner. "I believe that you pulled the trigger a bit early. But do not worry. You have made the first attack." He focused his steely irises on those empty cold eyes of his opponent. "I will make the last."
Leaving the Eastern Bunker of Area A
Beginning an NPC fight with Llalawayln at the Eastern side of the lake of Area A. Bojack has not arrived yet.
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"I'm gonna fuck that unicorrrrrn"