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The encounter
Topic Started: Mar 8 2015, 08:30 PM (247 Views)
Kali
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She sat on the ground near her home, with her legs crossed and her arms folded. She practiced a few martial arts moves not long ago and she wanted to take a small break.

She give a relaxing sigh as she had her eyes closed. It was quiet, all you could hear was the slight whistling sound of the soft wind.

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Kanéla
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{So many things inside that are just- like- you- are taking over.}
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That less-than-palatable exit from their last hot spot hadn't left even the slightest bad taste in Kanela's mouth and now, here where the air was clear and had the nostalgic earth-potpourri scent of childhood spent outdoors, they felt some creeping false sense of security. Trees - two here, three there dotted along, passed by without a blur as relaxed as the Makyo-seijin was flying. Dust churned behind them, kicked up by that invisible energy that remained boldly manifest only to touch. Feeling the lobe of their ear in a graceful tic, Kanela stopped.

It was a power familiar to the scale of their own. If Kanela was going tit for tat they'd wager it'd be a few points in support of themself but Kanela also let fall the nets in and of safety, being cautious as they were - maybe habitually, but started by their own father, in peace be his poor soul. In Makyan they'd say that verbal chant that'd follow in epitaph - "by your bones, Makyo rests". Every Makyo-seijin was bound by soul-blood. That bond was something that this planet's inhabitants could never understand the weight of. Five stages of grief and then let fly the future as if nothing had ever happened? Kanela internally scoffed at the absurd notion.

Back to the scene, the elegant traveler eased from their air-perch and started towards the source of that ki. Garlic Jr.-sama had employed at his right hand an Earthling girl from this backwater planet. That same human had been sniffed out by Kanela's father all those years ago. Realizing the parallel made the silver-blond hair on the back of Kanela's neck stand at attention. It stopped them but briefly for no longer did the thought leave them that Kanela spied a petite figure there in what seemed to be a meditative position. Polished, sharp nails circled around the alien's inner thigh as the tingling feeling of security was wiped away instantaneously and only a faint trace of the nostalgia remained to dull senses.

Wordlessly, Kanela drifted the remainder of the path to their target and then dropped in front of the short-haired woman, casting a shadow as they blot out the sun's ray from Kali's vision.

"Wakey wakey."




WC: 370
TWC: 370


Edited by Kanéla, Mar 9 2015, 06:43 AM.
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Kali
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In a instant Kali opened her eyes and shot up quickly moving away slightly at the newcomer. As she got to her her feet she took at look at them and got in to her defense stance. After all, this stranger She blinked as she noticed some familiar characteristics and that particular flow of Ki.

"A Makyan?" she narrowed her eyes and thought to herself. "What is a Makyan doing around here? And what do they want?"

Then she thought.. Could it be? Could it be because of her Makyan Master? Has something happened? But to be on the safe side, its best she would ask the visitor a question.

Not taken an eye off the Makyan she gulped slightly and spoke.

"Who are you? and what are you doing here?"

WC:127
Edited by Kali, Mar 9 2015, 12:15 PM.
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Kanéla
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Kanela, palm on cheek and elbow resting in the opposite hand, cut to the quick with no equivalence of an introduction. (Frou-frou conversation in the midst of business was something irritating. Not that any other person aside this Makyo-seijin would consider names as fancy trappings......)

They nearly said Nicky's name first, and caught themselves mid-breath. "Garlic Jr.-sama and the Spice Boys were overcome." No details followed and there was no pause here to make room for the other party to react. Their voice was indistinguishable by sex, much like their appearance. It cut through the clear air with ice-cold clarity and a bittersweet softness. "You are Kali. You know there whereabouts of the men former to His Majesty's Elite," Kanela voiced their assumption and it came out as a statement rather than a question. Skunking out squeezing space with forwardness would almost surely land Kanela the helping hand, and they never suffered embarrassment of mistakes. That was beside possibility, utterly.

The girl before the pointy-eared demon looked absolutely harmless at first glance and (if they would admit) that mystified them. Kanela, with the grace of a swan and the vanity and upkeep of a peacock, reckoned they looked no more threatening, but the girl still seemed less weathered by battle experience than them. Something bothered the Makyo Star native about this little scenario. Kanela couldn't put a perfectly manicured finger on what.



WC: 233
TWC: 603
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Kali
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Kali's eyes widened with shock. What was that? Garlic Jr and the others overcome? There was just no way... She looked down slightly. then back up. There must be some sort of mistake. She felt a fear in her heart what this Makyan was saying is true about her master.

She had no clue to who this Makyan was but was somehow linked to Garlic Jr and the Spice boys. Though she felt this one may not introduce themselves, she thoughed she better not ask anymore questions regarding the name..

Though, this one's appearances seemed really familiar to her. Kali clenched her fists and spoke up

"What has happened? Care to fill me in on everything?"

WC: 117

TWC 244
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Trees splintered and crashed to the ground when the hot red ki energy burst through them. It was the perfect day for some honest training, but the only thing to fight was some stationary plants. Mustard needed a target. It needed to be a moving target. He also could really go for some better equipment. The Makyan made a mental note to go on a shopping spree as soon as he hit civilization. He was stiffed for cash, though.

No sweat.

He'd pick up a few bounties or some other one off job along the way. ABSOLUTELY NO LAWN CARE THOUGH. Slapping his leg, he laughed at remembering a horrible experience with that when he was just a young demon. That was on the Makyo Star when he didn't have much a care in the universe and he pegged himself out to be a wrestler for sports spreads, maybe a muscle model, or something that didn't exactly have to do with universal domination starting with this planet here --- Earth. Truth be told, Salt was the one who got him started in working for the tiny demon lord and his family. Salt had been his best friend for almost as long as Mustard could remember. They went so far back that the details of their meeting were just a fuzzy blur now.

Mustard raised an arm and fired off some consecutive ki blasts at the nearest formation then kneed down the largest rocky face in the area, punching the tree that came after it. It collided with a thud on the dirty road. The Makyan hadn't broken into a sweat yet. Like he thought before, a target that could hit back would be nice right about now. This solo stuff was boring him near to tears. Then, something shot through his senses. A familiar energy and spirit make up zipped right by him. Mustard turned around and saw the figure shoot by only a few yards off. Demons could always sniff out their own kind, but this guy either hadn't noticed Mustard even with his power unconcealed, or he wasn't concerned.

"Let's go check this out."

The air was a little laced with dust from where the other guy had blazed off. Mustard probably could have followed him by that even without his alien senses. If the other demon knew he was following, he sure didn't act perturbed by it and Mustard started hoping that he wasn't being silently lead into a trap. Makyans usually stuck together like birds of a flock, but you could never tell these days. The yellow-haired guy ahead started to slow down when they reached a bend. A petite girl was off to the side. She was human as far as Mustard could tell. Stopping a ways away, Mustard watched as the two other people exchanged some words. He could barely make out what was said over the whistling breeze that decided to float by. Garlic Jr.'s name was mentioned. Now the tanned Makyan knew that his boss had been thrown into his own void, but he hadn't known anything of this rescue party being formed. Something was odd though. A human girl?

It couldn't be!

But when Mustard looked closer he realized the truth. This girl was none other than Kali, one of the master's closest 'men'. She had a bit of a thing for Jr. and the little leader had put a great amount of trust in her. So it was the other one, the one from Mustard's planet, that needed to be worried about. What exactly was his deal?

Now was a good time to butt in. He pushed himself from where he was hiding and landed right beside Kali and the stranger.

"What's up, girlie? Remember me? Anyway, what this guy says is right. Lord Garlic's back in the Dead Zone with his dear old man. The Sr. gained immortality and wished our master back, but thanks to a few of those pests...their plan didn't quite work out. As for this one..."

Mustard pierced the bluegreen Makyan with wary eyes. He realized that the dude might actually be a woman, or at least someone really effeminate. The weirder they were, the more Mustard held them at length. So what they shared the same blood and home? He was POSITIVE this...thing was Makyan. But ever since recent incidents, trust had to be earned from the floor up and Mustard wasn't handing any free points in either direction.

"You got a name? ID? Come on, kid. If you don't have some proof of brotherhood with us, then we'll have to test you with a little whoop ass."

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Bada bing bada bang, WC = 790, MANG!
Edited by Mustard, Mar 18 2015, 04:45 PM.
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Kali
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Kali looked at the tall, muscular, tanned skinned Makyan before her. It was good to see a familiar face. But... was what Mustard said really true? Garlic Jr is stuck in the Dead Zone again?

Kali looked down and grasped her chest. It felt like her heart was ripped out of her chest and stomped on. What she just heard hurt greatly. She was particularly fond of her Makyan master and had somewhat feelings for him and he was good to her despite her being just a human girl. She fought back tears and give a smile. She looked over at Mustard and give a nod.

“Mustard, its… Its good to see you again friend”

Was this the reason the unknown Makyan approached her? Clenching her fists slightly she went over and stood by Mustard. She lifted her head to look up at him. So Mustard wasn’t sure who this newcomer is either? She give a sigh and slowly looked back at the other Makyan.

“Please, please can you tell us your name? I mean.. we are on the same team and have the same goal right?”

Kali watched how the stranger Makyan was giving her such odd looks. But why? Was it because she was Human? She tilted her head slightly confused at them. But that, that at the moment wasn’t what was important.

WC:224
TWC 448
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Wisps of blond hair fell across Kanela's face as Mustard's jarring arrival took place before the unsuspecting Makyo-seijin. Kanela chewed on the inner part of their lip. So Mustard was indeed one of the remaining Spice Boys who were alive - The built, tanned-skin demon certainly looked the part of having a certified spot in Garlic Jr.-sama's crew. His dragon-like face especially stood out to Kanela as the younger and much frailer demon scrutinized the other. It was a determined face. Kanela liked that.

The human girl hadn't yet been put out of mind, though. She'd only taken a temporary backseat as Kanela heeded Mustard's demi-threatening words. With a thumb, Kanela delicately fixed the lazy strands back into place and pushed the two before them with a light, but deliberate, smile. "I am known as Kanela, offspring of Nicky - one of the Master's original Three Demon Lords." Now with Kali in view, they continued, "This one here recognized the similarities I possess of my father, the dearly departed." There was a pang of emotion, but it rapidly ducked behind Kanela's next sentence. "If it's a test of mettle you want.......Well, that I can allow." Elegantly, fists readied by the sides and the gossamer-like clothes seemed to confer with the stance.

Surely such a confident display would shoo away all concerns they'd have, especially now that the Makyo demon had spilled their family relations with them. Battling was the furthest thing from Kanela's agenda.......However, if they could recollect correctly from handy information, Mustard would not budge without a few blows being thrown first. Whatever. That left only one thought in mind. 'Get it over with.' A crackle of ki energy surrounded them. Its soft white and salmon glow revitalized Kanela and made the importance of this mission come into a crystal clarity. The dainty-figured warrior took a quick spit at the ground before dashing at the interrogating Makyo-seijin.

'I have to show them. I have to show them that this is what I'm truly after!' Kanela brought a leg around in an arc, it's sweeping motion a blur of color, in attempt to connect with their superior.



WC: 355
TWC: 958
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