Dragonball M, Chapter 2: Lighthouse! Across the Shores of Shattered Time!

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Held appears to help Charco, Zaofan, and P-sta. His spear ounche sthrough the Commander’s Barker, forcing him to dodge in alarm.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

The commander looks at Sarada and smirks behind his mask.

His shield drops and he motions Sarada towards him.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

The commander looks at Sarada and smirks behind his mask.

His shield drops and he motions Sarada towards him.

Her face split into a satisfactory grin. "Good. Now get ready to witness really power."

Her aura flared and expanded. This son of a bitch thought he was so cool and tough from behind his barrier. Now he had the chance to test his ability against a real fighter.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Sarada increased her power just slightly to an even 40k, then she dashed toward the Commander at full speed. As she approached him, she checked his power level.

She fired off five energy blasts that veered off away from him at the last second, the threw a straight punch aimed at his chest.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Her face split into a satisfactory grin. "Good. Now get ready to witness really power."

Her aura flared and expanded. This son of a bitch thought he was so cool and tough from behind his barrier. Now he had the chance to test his ability against a real fighter.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Sarada increased her power just slightly to an even 40k, then she dashed toward the Commander at full speed. As she approached him, she checked his power level.

She fired off five energy blasts that veered off away from him at the last second, the threw a straight punch aimed at his chest.

Her fist goes right through him as his illusion fades.

Immediately, five harpoon clamps decloak and fire from hidden positions. One attaches to each limb, one around her neck, and then they magnetize and slam into each other, locking her in a hunched over ball. Needles inside the clamps pierce her skin and start injecting her with a strange chemical cocktail.

[KingofPie]

Held appears to help Charco, Zaofan, and P-sta. His spear ounche sthrough the Commander’s Barker, forcing him to dodge in alarm.

OOC: How badly wounded are we?

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

OOC: How badly wounded are we?

Ehh.....ten percent to fifteen percent.

[Tami]

".....I....May have a way to help with that...." Etrina suddenly speaks up. "....its a long shot....and dangerous.....with no likely hood of even working.....but its better then nothing."

She glanced silently over to Asha'rah. "....at least I think......."

Meagan's voice emerged, gentle and light, singing a song that the children apparently knew. Perhaps it was a nursery rhyme. Whatever the case, the children began to join in, letting down their guard slightly at the sound of the familiar. It took a little while for the song to finish, during which Asha'rah watched the halls for activity. Thankfully, none came. Their attack had been swift and decisive, preventing any other section of the ship from being alerted, especially now while the Nagadaar were occupied with with a massive attack outside and an incursion into their engine room.

Meagan and Slak exchanged ideas of ways to get out. Keeping the children, the object of this mission, out of combat was a priority. With the Colossus's regenerative hull, sneaking back the way they came would confer no benefit, and in any case increase the chance of detection. Creating a distraction might work, but risked more attention being drawn to their general vicinity. Then a final idea - to blow a direct path out of the ship. Asha'rah liked this plan.

"Our presence has yet to be detected. If we are quick in the execution, we should be able to get the children out before our enemy knows to react. Slak, would you form a mental link with the others in this ship? I would prefer not to have them caught in the blast area. Meagan, if you would have the children gather together, I could carry them out in a protective bubble through the exit we make."

Meagan holds up a hand to Asha'raha and then nods to Etrina, "Before considering Asah'rah's plan, Etrina, what did you have in mind?"

[Sub-Zero MKA]

Her fist goes right through him as his illusion fades.

Immediately, five harpoon clamps decloak and fire from hidden positions. One attaches to each limb, one around her neck, and then they magnetize and slam into each other, locking her in a hunched over ball. Needles inside the clamps pierce her skin and start injecting her with a strange chemical cocktail.

"Huh?!"

Her fist passed right through him, and not in the way she would have liked. It was an illusion. Damn it. No small wonder he was so confident; the coward wasn't even there.

Before Sarada could regroup, five harpoons fired in from hidden positions and clamp onto her, one to each limb then the fifth around her neck. Small needles stab into her, and she can fell something being pumped into her.

The harpoons attached together, forcing her to curl into a feeble ball. She groaned softly, completely unable to get herself free.

Damn it, no! I'm a Saiyan! And no cowardly tactics will make me helpless!!

She gritted her teeth and forced her power level to rise, increasing it to over 50K in an attempt to power out of the trap.

[Tami]

Leaping up and clear of the wild shooting, Erosa arc'd overhead and grabbed the remaining guards head while he emptied his weapon...swinging the guard, body and all, against the bulkhead door and following it up with a volley of maws to to both finish him off and hopefully clear at gab in the door large enough for her to continue. If not...there was always her claws.

It's an understatement to surmise that this Nagadarr died a slow and agonizing death. With two bodies at the outer Blast Door, and two more near the inner one, Erosa made her kill. However, the inner blast door was sealed up, the control mechanism was damaged beyond repair, and the door its' self was designed to survive a nuclear blast. Even with a power boost, it is going to be difficult for her to get through on her own.

However, currently nothing stops her from trying if she wishes to.

[Monstrous Bird of Qin, Ou Ki]

Neva, Totoma:

The two are different. Totoma strikes out and attacks, taking out small groups and the random powerhouse, picking the officers and dismantling them. Currently he is battling two Nagadarr of unusual strength. Neva, however, stays aside. Those that attack her are quickly dealt with, but otherwise she stays.....objective. Observant. Curious.


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~Totoma~

Things has been going pretty well thus far. He'd been wandering about picking off smaller groups and the odd stronger guy by... well, pretty much assassinating them with Void Lens-focused death beams. It wasn't the flashiest or heroic way of winning, but this was a real battle and he needed to finish off his enemies in the most energy efficient way possible. Sure, his reserves were by far the highest of anyone present, thanks to Second Wind, but people were counting on him, so he couldn't showboat or mess around.

He hit a snag when he encountered two particularly strong Nagadarr--strong enough, in fact, to force him to resort to his Hitozaru form, though he limited himself to 20% of the normal, non-legendary variation. He didn't want to play his hand quite yet, of course. That, and perhaps he had let his Saiyan blood get the better of him, as these two were not only quite strong, but skilled as well, particularly in the area of their teamwork. Totoma was having quite a bit of... fun... fighting them.

OOC: Estimate on their individual PLs, Cleric?

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

"Huh?!"

Her fist passed right through him, and not in the way she would have liked. It was an illusion. Damn it. No small wonder he was so confident; the coward wasn't even there.

Before Sarada could regroup, five harpoons fired in from hidden positions and clamp onto her, one to each limb then the fifth around her neck. Small needles stab into her, and she can fell something being pumped into her.

The harpoons attached together, forcing her to curl into a feeble ball. She groaned softly, completely unable to get herself free.

Damn it, no! I'm a Saiyan! And no cowardly tactics will make me helpless!!

She gritted her teeth and forced her power level to rise, increasing it to over 50K in an attempt to power out of the trap.

The drug cocktail pumping in her system stops her and even starts eating away at her ki reserves. The more she powers up the quicker it will break down her ki.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

~Totoma~

Things has been going pretty well thus far. He'd been wandering about picking off smaller groups and the odd stronger guy by... well, pretty much assassinating them with Void Lens-focused death beams. It wasn't the flashiest or heroic way of winning, but this was a real battle and he needed to finish off his enemies in the most energy efficient way possible. Sure, his reserves were by far the highest of anyone present, thanks to Second Wind, but people were counting on him, so he couldn't showboat or mess around.

He hit a snag when he encountered two particularly strong Nagadarr--strong enough, in fact, to force him to resort to his Hitozaru form, though he limited himself to 20% of the normal, non-legendary variation. He didn't want to play his hand quite yet, of course. That, and perhaps he had let his Saiyan blood get the better of him, as these two were not only quite strong, but skilled as well, particularly in the area of their teamwork. Totoma was having quite a bit of... fun... fighting them.

OOC: Estimate on their individual PLs, Cleric?

11,000 each.

[KingofPie]

Ehh.....ten percent to fifteen percent.

OOC: Gotcha...

IC: "Ah, Held! Just in time..." P-Sta coughed, holding his chest where a small hole, one of several, revealed some exposed wires as well as some blue blood leaking out. "Well...maybe you're a little late..." he stated, pulling himself back up. "But, no matter! Our foe's barrier is not unbreakable! We can apply pressure!" P-Sta leaned forward and swiped his arm. Knockback Wave!" he announced as six ki blasts, began to hone in on the commander, three on each side.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

The drug cocktail pumping in her system stops her and even starts eating away at her ki reserves. The more she powers up the quicker it will break down her ki.

Damn it. She could feel the cocktail eating away at her inner ki pool. The more she powered up, the faster it ate away. Before long, she'd have nothing to draw from and would really be out of the fight.

Damn it.

She halted her power up and lowered her power level. I have to get out of this! She flexed her arms and tried to bust out the old-fashioned way.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Damn it. She could feel the cocktail eating away at her inner ki pool. The more she powered up, the faster it ate away. Before long, she'd have nothing to draw from and would really be out of the fight.

Damn it.

She halted her power up and lowered her power level. I have to get out of this! She flexed her arms and tried to bust out the old-fashioned way.

The commander she thought she was attacking decimals and slams a knife into her side, burying it deep. Another starts striking her
with the butt of a rifle at her head.

The restraints hold, though its close.