Dragonball M, Chapter 1: Silent Menace Aproaches!

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

"One." Adam encloses her face and fires her own ki back at her.

A massive energy grenade blows Adam’s-torso open and apart while Kami takes Adam’s blast to her face, being flung backwards.

Kami rights herself, her face cut and burned and bleeding. Strange technology crawls across her face and body, repairing herself as she looks at Adam.

[rhyvurg]

Adam lays on the ground, unmoving.

[Tami]

Side Trip

Finding herself back on the top level of the Lookout, Meagan stood out in the open staring up at the sky. After a few minutes, she looked down at the floor and noticed a small, silver circle appearing several feet away. Taking a step back, she watched as the silver disc gradually grew larger and larger.....

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Adam lays on the ground, unmoving.

“I believe the spar is over, Adam. You live up to Jinzi’s praise.”

[Ptrvc]

The blow staggers her backwards, giving him about ten feet.

Jack uses that distance...to light up.

A few inhales on a newly lit cigarette, and Jack's ki startw to flow serenely one more. His body weakens , but his nerves relax and mind begins to focus. The fact that he needed to keep a constant drip of nicotine hitting his blood stream to keep calm was beginning to worry Jack quite a bit. But not as much as not having it drove him up a wall.

"Whew, I needed that," Jack mutters, as he begins to focus his ki once more, as both smoke and ki began to flow into his lungs.

[rhyvurg]

“I believe the spar is over, Adam. You live up to Jinzi’s praise.”

Adam is unresponsive, devoting what power he has to mending his organs before he dies.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Jack uses that distance...to light up.

A few inhales on a newly lit cigarette, and Jack's ki startw to flow serenely one more. His body weakens , but his nerves relax and mind begins to focus. The fact that he needed to keep a constant drip of nicotine hitting his blood stream to keep calm was beginning to worry Jack quite a bit. But not as much as not having it drove him up a wall.

"Whew, I needed that," Jack mutters, as he begins to focus his ki once more, as both smoke and ki began to flow into his lungs.

Kami begins calmly gathering energy into both hands, held out at each side, as if ready to embrace Jack.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Adam is unresponsive, devoting what power he has to mending his organs before he dies.

Kami walks over and nods.

“A gift. It will help you.”

She holds out a hand and a small, eyeball sized chunk of dark grey metal forms. It falls into Adam’s form, and the small portion of the Big Ghetti Star, the source of Vuln’s tech that saved Kami’s life, can be accessed and used as Adam sees fit. It’s not enough to incorporate throughout his entire system, but it does house a nice chunk of energy and healing capacity that will make Adam’s better.

[The Dog]

Side Trip

Finding herself back on the top level of the Lookout, Meagan stood out in the open staring up at the sky. After a few minutes, she looked down at the floor and noticed a small, silver circle appearing several feet away. Taking a step back, she watched as the silver disc gradually grew larger and larger.....

Shiro, wandering the Lookout in hopes of finding Midori and cursing the fact she had no way of locating her 'little' sister when she ran off like this, entered the top level of the Lookout and stopped at the sight of the gradually growing silver disc before Meagan.

"Meagan... is that disc your doing?" Shiro asked, taking cautious steps toward Meagan while never taking her eyes off the disc.

[Ptrvc]

Kami begins calmly gathering energy into both hands, held out at each side, as if ready to embrace Jack.

"Yeah...that's not good...whatever that is," Jack says as his lungs continue to fill with ki energy. "Not sure what you doing...but it certainly looks painful," Jack takes a deep breath, "Hot Streak!

As he finishes his commentary, Jack issues out a cloud of raw ki energy. Unlike most energy based attacks which tend to take relatively solid form, or else are shot out in a straight line like a laser, Jack's attack lacks any structure or solid shape. Instead it washes forth like a stream of fire, or cloud of smoke, flowing rapidly, a cone of destruction to envelop his target.

[rhyvurg]

When the metal touches Adam, it's body sizzles as the autoforging process begins, lacing the material through it's structure, decentralizing it to fit with it's nature. Twining into it's torso, it knits the android back together. It sits up slowly, not looking at anyone. "I have a long way to go yet."

[Tami]

Shiro, wandering the Lookout in hopes of finding Midori and cursing the fact she had no way of locating her 'little' sister when she ran off like this, entered the top level of the Lookout and stopped at the sight of the gradually growing silver disc before Meagan.

"Meagan... is that disc your doing?" Shiro asked, taking cautious steps toward Meagan while never taking her eyes off the disc.

Shaking her head, "It looks like I'm being summoned. Wasn't expecting this so soon." she then looked at Shiro, "It's okay, should be safe."

As Meagan spoke, the disc grew wide enough for a person to step on, which is what Meagan did next, sinking into it until her head vanished from sight.

[The Dog]

Midori grinned as she walked out of the Lookout, having located a spot to change into her 'special' training outfit.



Stretching her arms and throwing a few punches, she muttered "Must remember that I can't really do Hokuto Shinken, not even in these clothes. Well... except for Hyakuretsu Ken, but that's only because it's punching someone a lot really fast, and it still can't make people explode."

Nodding to herself at that, she placed her hands on her hips and looked around the outside of the Lookout before calling out "Who wants to have a friendly spar with me?!"

[The Dog]

Shaking her head, "It looks like I'm being summoned. Wasn't expecting this so soon." she then looked at Shiro, "It's okay, should be safe."

As Meagan spoke, the disc grew wide enough for a person to step on, which is what Meagan did next, sinking into it until her head vanished from sight.

Shiro blinked in surprise at watching Meagan sink down into it completely. Tilting her head slightly, she closed the gap, stopping at the edge of the strange silver disc as she stared at it with a combination of suspicion and curiosity. Taking a deep, unneeded breath to steel her synthetic nerves, Shiro took the final step onto it.

Even knowing what was going to happen, she couldn't stop the small squeak of shock as she sank into it like Meagan did.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

"What my purpose is, from the perspective of another." Ishtar responded after several moments of silence.

It was a strange thing to seek the answer for, in fairness, without the context to explain it. Yet the Oni hoped that the question itself would be enough; because in the end it was a question that could be applied to the very situation they were in. Kami had selected them, all of them, to fulfill a purpose ... and what purpose was that ? One she knew of- a great danger- and one she had sacrificed much to secure a chance at overcoming. And yet many of those assembled here seemed an ill fit; and of all of them ... only one had been given a definite answer. Because his mother had deferred.

With Sarada accepting the tutelage however, Ishtar nodded once.

"We shall start tomorrow, after my lessons with Nunlil are concluded." A thought occurred to the golden-eyed Oni then, and she flashed a smile. "And yet ... Come find me first thing in the morning."

Nothing like an early start, on the path to one's awakening.

Ishtar wanted to start after her lessons with Nunlil. Just the mention of her the red oni's name made Sarada's heart skip a beat. Just thinking those abs shown off in that tiny shirt made her tail start beating on the ground with excitement. "Huh? Dawn?" She wanted to meet her at dawn for some reason. Well, Sarada would probably be up by then, even if she planned on staying up for a few more hours training. I really ought to get some sleep. It's been a long day. "That will work."

So, it was decided. She really was going to go for it. Very well, he supposed that it was about time for him to really go at it.

"Hold on, Sarada. I'll need to apply some numbing for this next part. I was planning to fix you up over the course of a few days, but if you need to be ready by dawn...."

It took a few moments for him to figure out the right point, but he delicately applied it to a cluster in the side of her neck, tensing up slightly at the sight as he did. For a Saiyan, it'd provide the same euphoric response that he had applied to Totoma before. Of course, if it was applied to a human, it'd do the reverse. Oh, he knew exactly how it felt, and it made him uncomfortable to even recall it.

"Alright. Time to work on your abdominal injuries. Armour off, and then relax. Just focus on your breathing when the time comes."

He'd help her with that before he bent over, measuring the necessary distance with a lighter touch than usual. Three fingers under the ribs, and two to the side? Ugh. Another dangerous point for a human. When he first learned about its effects, he was nearly crippled from the effects it had on his nerves. The more he looked at Sarada, the more her internal makeup frightened him. At least Totoma was straightforward enough. Healing a fullblooded Saiyan felt all wrong, considering his prior experiences. It'd be like torturing a regular human and expecting positive results out of it.

With an ambivalent look on his face, he began to slowly insert the needle into her side, pulsing ki in time with her heartbeat to relax her muscles. He had to be ready in case she spasmed and accidentally elbowed him in the face, after all.

As Chuan worked on her internal injuries, Sarada made a concerted effort to calm her breathing. She had never suffered this kind of injury, so it was natural for her to panic every time she felt a jolt of pain emanate from her abdomen and race through her entire body. It felt like every inch of her wanted to lock up into a little ball, but she knew that if Chuan was going to heal her with those needles of his, she needed to be relaxed and calm.

Not that she knew what he was doing; she just figured that staying calm helped in most, if not every situation.

"So," she started in an effort to drum up a conversation, "you been stabbing needles into people long?"