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Zaofan rubs his chin in contemplation. Not one to slow down, the vagabond chef tries to process the pieces as best he can, though the mystery keeps getting deeper than he would be comfortable with.
"...Zxu'ro left to seek a higher purpose. But all this time, we've been thinking of him as a pinnacle. Definitely as a great thinker and innovator. What higher purpose would there be for one such as he?"
As well, though Zaofan fashioned himself an amateur historian due to all his travels, he sometimes has the habit of putting together patterns where there are none. "To be honest, I'm not too fond of the idea that the Grand Masters of the Turtle, Crane, and Dragon schools -- all MY disciplines -- were wiped out so swiftly. All the more reason for me to keep going, I think. How ever good I think I am now, isn't going to cut it in the future. I've got to change that."
Upon that realization, he turns his attention back to Mara. "To answer your question, oh great one, well... we've gone too far to just pack up and turn around. I, for one, accept."
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"I hope Jinzi isn't playing games." Meagan said with a slight smirk that hid her uncertainty. The continued walking, following the arrows to the elevator and once again making trip downward. It's been a long time since she was last here, and back then the place was a mess.
Reaching the lowest level, the elevator chimed once, then the doors opened up again. The three then stepped out, looking around as they did.
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Praxat replies to this saying " not my people the Replitas." " we Toadians don't wish to wage war against other planets." " we just force to help the Replitas and we really don't want to." my people used to have their own kingdom on planet Qacriea but then the Replitas invading it and took it over."
" at first they turn my people into slaves but then gave us work." " tell my people as long as we help them, we would be able to afford decent meal." " so there was only options help them or starve to death." " the ones, the Toadians who refuse to work are made examples of and kill in front of other Toadians by a Replita."
" to show what happens to us if we so dare go against the Replitas."
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Gambit: Gambit see your bet and raise it, because the cards always be in my favor.
Samson and Ochazuke also nod.
A sudden great wave of power courses through each, alongside a flow of knowledge. History of the Wolf, its’s basic forms, and one technique:
The Wolf’s Prowl.
A technique that increases one’s speed by a factor of three for a short time, making one faster and more able to strike those who might be swifter.
‘Take this essence and carry on the Truth. Find the Spider next once your bodies are fully adept at the Wolf’s speed, and then continue your journey. I’ll be watching.’
With that Mara fades away and leaves them there standing outside the glacier suddenly, no longer in the frozen and ruined shrine.
Black Knight of SO
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Black Knight of SO
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Claimer of the original Rumbles 2,000,000th post
CBR GM/DM
The elevator opens up to a repaired and, somehow, even more lush and bigger Geofront view.
Faint sounds can be heard coming from a large Capsule lab erected about fifty meters away towards the woods.
“Adam, connect the propulsion units and the aux power system. Let’s run it again and see if the systems can handle the strain. It needs to work in case of emergencies or else there is no point in a backup power system.”
It was Jinzi’s voice.
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Looking around the surroundings, caught offguard and completely confuddled at what just transpired, Zaofan merely drapes his cape over his shoulders again, holding them shut. "Well, we're back in the cold," he deadpans to the group.
Rubbing his arms inside his cape, Zaofan continues, "That was pretty... incredible. I can't wait to try this out, but... I don't think I ever imagined the animal styles having their own deities in the flesh before. But in any case, that wasn't so bad. And, maybe we can do Mara proud with the next task. Might we try using the Wolf's Prowl to get to warmer ground even faster?"
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Praxat looks at Kai saying " yeah it is my people can't even speak their own language openly and the plenty for doing so is death." " so we have to practice it in secret." " I'll do a demonstration but you might not understand it." Praxat does a series of complex croaks then says " in my native tongue I just told you I would appreciate the help."
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For Ishtar, it was moments like this, where the love reciprocated by Sarada was both verbalized and felt; that made all she had seen, and done, and suffered, worthwhile. And it was the love and support of the Saiyan that had helped lessen the impact of any burgeoning- and wholly new- emotions such as fear and uncertainty. And it was that way now, even as the young Monarch explained in her response, that she did not know and was not sure.
Sarada spoke true at least, in her uncertainty. The Aka Manah they shared might afford them an opportunity that they wouldn't otherwise have. After all, after they had gone to great lengths training to make use of its benefits and migitate the downsides, they could for brief periods fight in perfect synchronicity. Developing a technique that used that, while blending their natural strengths together might prove invaluable.
... Might.
Yet and still, as frustrating as it might be, all they had was hope to rely on; beyond the training they returned to Earth, to do. So with a solemn acceptance of the truth, Ishtar watched Sarada stare out of the shuttle's viewing window- smiling at how the pinpoints of blues and reds and dull yellow-white giving her lover's skin a soft, almost otherworldly glow- a moment before sighing.
"In that case, we have a big year ahead of us. I would minimize this need to ... hope ... as much as possible, which means we must become as strong as is possible in one standard year."
What that meant, and where they'd be was up in the air of course, and yet it didn't matter beyond feeling the need to see such done. Beckoning to Sarada then when the Saiyan turned around, Ishtar offered another sigh before smiling widely.
"Now come here, and sit. It is a rare thing now, time alone with you ... especially since you are required to bandy about with bodyguards so weak as to be laughable ..." Thinking on it a second, the wide smile lessened into a smaller, if smug, look.
"Do we really need to keep them around all the time ? Or would you rather they watch ?"
Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
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As strong as they possibly could may not have been enough. If what Tasure said was true and Jagam was a Super Saiyan, then no amount of training or hope or luck or whatever was going to save them from him. He was going to slaughter them all, and he would do it at his leisure.
That meant Ishtar...
No, she couldn't think that way. Getting negative and pessimistic wasn't going to achieve anything other than place undue and unnecessary stress and pressure on her shoulders. She had enough of that already just from sitting on a throne. Any more and she was liable to crack from it all and then failure would be all but assured at that point. She had to get stronger, not just physically, but mentally.
The key to victory was in the preparation. The readier she was ahead of time, the greater chance she had to achieve victory and free her people from this nightmarish shadow. With that in mind, she knew what she had to do. "I'm going to use one of the wishes from the dragon to obtain all the information on Jagam I can. If we're going to win, we need more than guesses and assumptions. We need hard facts and intel. The key to victory is in preparation, after all. We can't prepare if we don't know jack about our enemy. And that's our advantage. I reckon Jagam doesn't know anything about us. If we know everything about him, then that might be enough to swing the fight completely in our favor."
It was a brilliant idea, if she said so herself. And obvious, in hindsight. She was surprised she hadn't thought of it before.
"So," she continued as she dismissed the bodyguard who was onboard with them -- even as he grumbled something under his breath -- "that makes our wishes one, wish back the ones who were killed by Chris on the Lookout, and two, all information about Jagam. That leaves us with one. Unless someone else has something they want, is there anything you'd like to wish for?"
She sat down next to her love and rested her head on her shoulder while wrapped an arm around her waist. "All the money in the universe? Information on Genesis, maybe?"
She is greeted by the sight of Adam, spread long and thin, floating mid-air as he manipulates multiple computer terminals and large pieces of machinery alongside Jinzi.
Jinzi looks......rough. His clothes and lab coat have char and burn marks on them, his face a healing bruise, one pants leg looks like it went through a shredder, and he is currently floating sideways via an anti-gravity belt he’s wearing as he, with a manic gleam in his eyes, activates the engines on a sleek looking silver cruiser before him. The engine roars to life happily, the systems working, and Jinzi crows in triumph.
Meagan can see an unhealthy amount of He-Tab energy drink cans on various desks.
He doesn’t seem to hear her, though a portion of Adam does. He simply nods and gestures to Jinzi as if to say ‘he’s still alive at least’.
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