05-16-2007, 05:02 AM
Kami made his move, motioning towards a small room behind them, obviously not wanting others to be involved. Pikkon stood firm in his stance, and continued to stare at the old namek. ?What was that remark about naptime,? he thought to himself, ?this guy better not fall asleep before we even start sparring.? Pikkon laughed at what he was thinking, but knew that this old namek would be no pushover but would very well prove to be a formidable sparing partner.
?After you then old man,? Pikkon jeered at the Namek.
Kami politely entered the room first, Pikkon not far behind, closing the door behind him.
?Nice little location you found here,? sneered Pikkon, acting extremely confident, as he began jumping lightly from one foot to another.
Kami stood at the other end of the small room still standing tall with both hands comfortable positioned behind his back. Pikkon realised that the old Namek was totally calm, and that his own trash talk had no affect on the obviously experienced warrior. ?Experienced? Pikkon thought, ?to put it nicely.?
As Pikkon jumped lightly on his toes back and forth, preparing for the combat ahead, he looked up from the ground and into the eyes of Kami. Pikkons earlier cocky expression left his face, and a determined Pikkon emerged. His eyes closed slightly as his brow came down; he focused on his opponent.
Pikkon stopped bouncing. He stood tall and strong again staring at his opponent. He began to announce his rules.
?Ok old man, listen up. Classic boxing rules, first one down for a ten count is out, otherwise anything goes, you ready?? And with that Pikkon launched himself towards Kami, aggressively throwing a right hook directed at Kami?s head. The old man still hands simply placed behind his back began to dodge Pikkons flurry of punches, simply moving his head and body from side to side.
Pikkon kept punching; he smiled at his opponent as he continued to throw punches, not his strongest but just enough to test his opponent. He soon realised that old man had a power level much higher than his own. But this realisation did not distract him. Continuing to throw half-assed punches Pikkon knew that this would not be an easy task, as in his mind he began to plan how he could over-come this old warrior.
?After you then old man,? Pikkon jeered at the Namek.
Kami politely entered the room first, Pikkon not far behind, closing the door behind him.
?Nice little location you found here,? sneered Pikkon, acting extremely confident, as he began jumping lightly from one foot to another.
Kami stood at the other end of the small room still standing tall with both hands comfortable positioned behind his back. Pikkon realised that the old Namek was totally calm, and that his own trash talk had no affect on the obviously experienced warrior. ?Experienced? Pikkon thought, ?to put it nicely.?
As Pikkon jumped lightly on his toes back and forth, preparing for the combat ahead, he looked up from the ground and into the eyes of Kami. Pikkons earlier cocky expression left his face, and a determined Pikkon emerged. His eyes closed slightly as his brow came down; he focused on his opponent.
Pikkon stopped bouncing. He stood tall and strong again staring at his opponent. He began to announce his rules.
?Ok old man, listen up. Classic boxing rules, first one down for a ten count is out, otherwise anything goes, you ready?? And with that Pikkon launched himself towards Kami, aggressively throwing a right hook directed at Kami?s head. The old man still hands simply placed behind his back began to dodge Pikkons flurry of punches, simply moving his head and body from side to side.
Pikkon kept punching; he smiled at his opponent as he continued to throw punches, not his strongest but just enough to test his opponent. He soon realised that old man had a power level much higher than his own. But this realisation did not distract him. Continuing to throw half-assed punches Pikkon knew that this would not be an easy task, as in his mind he began to plan how he could over-come this old warrior.