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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 19 2015, 12:16 AM (225 Views) | |
| Gelid | Apr 19 2015, 12:16 AM Post #1 |
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Hovering over the small river by about fifty feet, the only thing that Panaka allowed to really cut through his empty thoughts was enjoyment of the breeze in the mountains. He had just left the base of Garlic Jr. for a short bit of additional training, and for the past three hours his focus had been to float here with as little movement while meditating. It was challenging and he had actually managed to take a small dunk early on when his concentration lapsed, he hadn't really gotten a complete grip on flight yet. Trying to allow oneself to float unhindered while also trying to clear their mind when you had to also try and make sure your energy was balanced enough to maintain the flight was something he knew he had to get used to if he wanted to improve. The weighted clothing he had purchased also weighed down on him given the additional pull on gravity that he noticed flight added. It was nice not to be limited to the ground but at the same time it was still something unique to him, trying to get used to not having the solid ground below him. Eyes snapping open as he felt a particularly strong breeze he gave up the farce his meditation had become while his thoughts had started drifting as he loosed the concentration on his energy. Without any ceremony or concern he let himself plummet towards the river, the only movement he did was to straighten his body so he was perfectly perpendicular to the water before he broke the surface. His clothing had mostly dried, and it was a good thing that the weather was clear and warm because there was still the risk of getting a sickness as his race not being native to this planet didn't mean they were immune to disease. Being careful to keep himself shallow given the fact that he wasn't at a major water source, he actually just used his arms to right himself so he was parallel with the surface of the water before he extended both of his arms to the center of his frame and fired an energy wave towards the riverbed. As expected the blast provided enough of a counter force for him to be shot out of the water at a decent pace, his mind almost going instantly to the focus on making sure he could stay airborne as he leaned backwards while being shot out of the water so he was now perpendicular with the river. With as much speed as he could maintain he didn't allow himself much of a break from exiting the water as he thrust his left arm in a solid jab allowing his body to twist into the blow. That was followed quickly by a counter twist as he brought his right arm around into a cross blow, rotating his body with as much force as he could so he was able to carry the cross into a left back hand. Once that blow cut through the air he tried to stop his upper bodies momentum by instead focusing on his lower body as he continued the rotation with his lower body alone to draw his right leg across his body in a waist level kick. Without waiting for the motion to end he brought his right arm around focusing the energy into his palm quickly as he thrust it out as he reached the end of his kick and fired. The force of the blast caused his momentum to bring his right shoulder back and he aimed at the water and fired a smaller blast from his left palm at the ground to help give him the momentum needed to twist his body into a backwards flip. As he started the flip he tried to focus his energy into his leg while kicking out with his left foot but the effort of doing so wasn't successful as he hadn't figured out the best way to maintain his ki into an attack. There was a downside to the effort though as he did successfully manage to end the flip, but trying to focus his energy into the blow had the negative effect of taking it away from the concentration on staying airborne. Luckily the lapse was momentary and instead of hitting the water, the young Namekian was able to twist his body so he was parallel to the water and instead managed to right himself about ten feet above it. Hovering above it for a few yards he looked forwards, and noticing the path seemed clear he actually focused his energy as he tried to speed up his flight. The effort of maintaining the energy in a balanced way while also trying to propel himself forward was something he had also been trying to work on but this was so far his most successful attempt. Twisting his body he actually headed into a small patch of woods as he allowed himself to slow down minimally while he started twisting to avoid the tree limbs and the trunks themselves. It was refreshing feeling the wind, and he enjoyed the feeling of freedom that flight had given him so far, but he was still wary and hoped he didn't become so overconfident that he would end up making a costly error. That was one of the many reasons why he had found himself here once again, though it was somewhat lonely and he almost found himself wishing for the company of some of those he'd been raised near. There weren't a huge number of warriors, most of the games they played were more based around just keeping physically fit, but they also held some enjoyment even just with others to converse with. Also, there were others to spar with and test to make sure he wasn't losing his edge which he hadn't even been able to experience much in a few run ins with some thieves. As he headed towards the edge of the woods Panaka slowed down is flight and extended his arms to one heavier limb and shortened them once he'd grabbed ahold, the movement allowing him to abruptly shift his momentum. Twisting around the branch as he bent his knees to avoid the other limbs, he let his momentum carry him into a flip as he landed in a pushup position. Without any further ado he started to do one of the most basic exercises he'd been trained to do, but even they were beneficial no matter how often you did it. You just had to find other things to help add to the difficulty, and putting it into a combination was the best way to do so which was exactly what he did. Instead of completing a second push up, he let his body drop so it was even with the Earth once he completed the first, actually gathering energy in both palms as his body lowered to the ground. Feeling his chest hit the ground was the movement he was waiting for and he released the energy from both palms which propelled him upwards, and he instantly focused his energy to add additional upwards momentum and drew his knees in to twist into the start of a back flip. Instead of finishing the motion he actually extended his legs in a kick and twisted his body, extending his right arm as he punched the ground with as much force as he could exert given his awkward positioning. His fist connected with the ground and it gave him enough momentum to begin a twisting motion. His body was twisting at a little faster speed than he wanted but he still let the energy output drop as soon as he was parallel to the ground and he caught his weight with his arms and feet, dropping into a pushup again to help end the first rep of the combination. Post Count: 1,329 Total Word Count: 1,329 Edited by Gelid, Apr 19 2015, 10:44 PM.
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| Gelid | May 24 2015, 08:09 PM Post #2 |
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Laying flat against the ground Panaka fired off an energy blast from both palms as he evened out his ki so that he hovered for a moment as the blast caused his body to be lifted off the ground and rocketed backwards. Using the momentum the Namekian bent his knees and let his bodies natural momentum carry him into a backflip as he bent in such a way to allow it to end up being two thanks to the aerodynamics he'd managed to achieve. Landing he had his right leg bent and left leg completely extended as he placed both hands against the ground as he braced himself, letting his left foot dig into the ground a bit as he charged his energy. Closing his eyes the young warrior focused his energy as he felt it flowing through him, charging up slowly as he let the feeling of the energy flow into each of his muscles as he kept charging up as much as he could feeling the air around him start to fill with the energy gathered. It was a refreshing feeling and it made it seem as if all of his senses were enhanced almost as much as his hearing was naturally, but he knew there was so far to go even having just seen Valdus as far as he had for those truly more powerful than him. Eyes snapping open he felt his feet cause small breaks in the earth as he kicked forwards, each step he felt his entire weight seem to go into each step but only for a brief second and he took about five steps before he bent at the knees and shoved off against the ground as hard as he could, causing a slight dip in the ground where he had been. The wind whipped along his aura which provided a bit of an impromptu shield it seemed before he started going through the motions. Twisting to the left he struck with all his weight with a left hook before he twisted the other way causing a counter momentum and bringing his right knee blow across as he focused his energy into the joint, letting his momentum carry him around as he struck with a right upper cut to complete the motion. Not finished with this he twisted his body once again and aimed down with his left elbow before drawing both hands in and bringing his hands together as he charged all of the remaining energy he'd gathered from his power up into a single blast which propelled him backwards. As his speed started to decrease in his backwards motion he let his energy dissipate more which led to him plummeting towards the earth as he drew back both arms and swung down with a double axe handle blow which carried him with enough momentum to start a forward flip. Moving down further he twisted once more just a few feet before he landed as he landed on the ground with a good deal of force, managing to land with both legs spread wide and his arms extended with palms aimed down. Before he started on another series of movements in his training regimen his sensitive ears caught what sounded like there was someone moving at a pace that didn't seem logical for the vehicles in this area. Since he had found an unofficial and natural forest area to make his home he'd seen some of the farmers go by hundreds of times but he'd never really involved himself too much with them. But from the sounds of it as he got closer not only did it seem as if the cart wasn't moving at it's normal canter but it sounded like the horse was also having labored breathing. Moving towards the road he thought of some of the side jobs he'd helped with before leaving town, though they did allot a lot of time towards their chosen craft which was in his case fighting, they still had to assist. Moving towards the road he saw the farmer had stopped to check on his horse, the back of his cart filled with hay but the horse looked like it was having issues standing and let its master know it wasn't content when its leg bent the way he was testing it out. Walking up the Namekian nodded and said, 'Hello Mr. James, may I be of assistance?" The man was apparently under some stress because normally he was more friendly but this time the middle aged man made a joke about if he could help get the cart home while not straining his horse but otherwise just leaving him be. Not taking the sarcasm for what it was the Namekian nodded and said, "I would be glad to help." Without further ado he walked up and picked up two of the bundles of hay that would most strategically allow him to go ahead and put the horse in the cart and made sure that they were bound tightly. The last thing that he needed was to cause the farmer to lose the horses food, and he moved them to the side before walking up to the horse and unhitching it before the farmer spoke up again, "Excuse me, but I do need him to get home and I don't think you can do the job for him." Smiling the Namekian just replied, "Please trust me sir." With that he lifted the horse up gently as the horse let him know that he wasn't sure he appreciated the attention but the Namekian was careful with his leg and bound it with a nearby stick after finding one that was already dead. He tried to avoid taking life if it was avoidable in as many situations as possible. Once the horses leg was bound to keep it straight he lifted it up with ease and moved around to the back of the cart before he leapt up and helped settle the horse on the cart. Careful not to fly more than needed he didn't want to cause either the horse or farmer even more concern but the farmer just watched skeptically and with a bit of an open mouth. Once that was done the Namekian took the bundles and set them on the ground as he looked at the bindings he'd taken from a couple that were on the cart still to act as an impromptu belt. With that done he tied the cart to the belt after lifting it up so as to keep the cart from going too high and jostling either rider too much. Once that was done he lifted both bales one onto each shoulder and looked back as he said, "If you can please get on the cart and make sure you and your horse are secure I will make sure this is as comfortable of a ride as possible." Without any further complaint or really an response the farmer hopped up and got himself bound in as Panaka waited until the farmer nodded before he started up the road. The pressure on his waist was different but it wasn't unbearable and the two bales of hay were in a similar fashion. It was far from something he couldn't deal with but he didn't want to take too long so he actually started to quickly pick up the pace. Listening to the sound of the wooden spokes and how the two riders both horse and owner reacted to the speed it allowed the young Namekian to regulate his speed as he tried to aim for as few little pot holes as possible. By the time the sun was about halfway beyond the horizon he looked over and saw the farm as he smiled appreciatively. His shoulders, legs, and chest were each burning a bit from the strain of the task he'd appointed himself but it felt refreshing with the breeze since it had picked up a little and the cooler night air was starting to kick in. As he approached the barn he quickly went about helping the horse down gently and then he helped to unload the hay. The farmer looked at the job he'd done and said, "I'm not looking for any handouts, and didn't ask for your help...." Panaka nodded and was going to reply before the farmer said, "But I do appreciate it, and maybe from time to time if you'd like you can stay in the hayloft. A few of us saw you out in the woods a few miles out a few times when we noticed you were hanging around more often. We had you followed just to make sure you weren't up to causing any trouble." Not showing the smile he couldn't help but mentally chuckle since he had a feeling that if he had been up for causing trouble the other men on the mountain, at least the normal everyday farmers, wouldn't be able to stop him. From his stories and seeing Valdus close up as well as interactions with Garlic Jr. he had no doubt that he was still weak as far as the fighters on Earth were concerned. Nodding he said, "Thank you for your hospitality and I may take you up on that offer kind sir. If you will excuse me I shall return to clean up, this was a bit of a workout." Without further ado he bowed his head and said a few more kind words to the gentleman before he headed back out to the road and started back down it about a mile before he leaned into a tree and rested against it while watching the sun as it sunk under the horizon quietly. He went into a light meditative state with his back against the tree as he just focused on the beauty of the sunset and the feel of the tree as well as just allowing his muscles to rest after the strain of assisting Mr. James. Word count: 1665 Total word count: 3,094 Edited by Gelid, May 24 2015, 08:11 PM.
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| Gelid | Jun 1 2015, 11:19 PM Post #3 |
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The wind was the first thing that was felt, as the more chilly early morning breeze felt refreshing and was the only sign of how much time had passed since the Namekian had closed his eyes. Slowly drifting back into consciousness from his deeper meditation he allowed himself to feel the limb under his body. Then he felt the weights from the clothing as he slowly opened his eyes, remembering where he was, and as he sat there he thought of something else. He hadn't seen Garlic in a few days, and he now remembered what the other had asked him to do with helping rebuild his residence. There hadn't been much thought as to how to get the tools that would assist with the rebuilding project, and it wasn't as if he could go to ask for help. It had been a clear statement that he wasn't supposed to bring any strangers to the complex, and anyone that Garlic Jr. hadn't met of course or wasn't expecting Panaka figured was considered a stranger so he'd have to figure out the best way to assist on his own. Well, he had been able to help the farmer and maybe that was an option, he would broach the subject and see if they could use some help with any of their other day to day activities. Jumping down he looked over and saw the sun was still barely cresting over the horizon but he could hear the telltale signs of people working out in the fields. As he approached one of the farms he stopped one of the farmhands briefly asking for where the farmer could be located as he didn't think even on such a large farm as the one he'd picked that the farmer wouldn't be in the fields. He was correct and found him after a brief five minute walk. The farmer had apparently heard briefly an accounting from his neighbor and when Panaka said he didn't want to work for a huge amount of pay it was just to save up for some tools to help rebuild a residence for an acquaintance the farmer agreed. Well to an extent, he said he had some work he would let the young man try, well he used man loosely just as a courtesy as he didn't really have knowledge as to what to call him though Panaka didn't take any offense to it. The fact that he'd helped out another farmer seemed to have been paying dividends already so he simply thanked the man and followed him. About fifteen minutes later he found himself with just his weighted clothing on, having laid his over shirt gently over a fence post as he shoveled a mess out. He was glad that his smell wasn't as enhanced as his ears at times like this but at the same time he had done worse than clean up after farm animals before. Once he'd filled the first cart full, instead of using one of the animals as he could have the Namekian fit a portion of the harness over his arms and hefted it up before heading forwards. Looking around he picked up the pace running at a faster speed than what most normal people could, he soon found himself at the location that he'd been told to start laying it out. This was good fertilizer this much he remembered so he quickly started to lay out a trail of the stuff down the line that had been clearly marked by the other equipment some of the farmhands were using. Even out in the country there was technology, though nowhere near the same extent of the city and it hadn't managed to pollute the sky which was one of the reasons he enjoyed staying up in the mountains. The view of the open sky was invigorating and it was even more beautiful watching a storm out in the open sky based on what he'd seen before. Shrugging it off he had finished the first line and his cart was now empty so he actually lifted it clean off the ground making sure to avoid any parts that had rolled in the fertilizer he ran back to his original starting point. Though he didn't mind the smell it didn't mean that he wanted to wear it all day if he could avoid it. Moving as quickly as he could he soon setup a pace that allowed him to empty about five more carts full in about an hour, and he'd managed to finish the section the farmer had asked him to complete. Moving back towards the fields he found the gentleman again and asked for another task. This time he was asked to help prepare some firewood for the farmhouse since they were running low, and he was directed to the back side of the house where he saw a few bundled piles of wood that stood up about to his shoulders. The farmer said there were four or five more out in the woods but he just needed enough to fill up half the wood shed unless he felt he had time before the midday meal. Though he didn't say anything the Namekian didn't imagine he'd be partaking in any meal he'd keep working, he was hoping to help acquire some supplies and tools so he could return to Garlic and they could get to work more on his fortress. Without thinking on it he charged up some ki in his palm as he held his hand perfectly straight and slashed it as quickly as he could across the bindings of the first pack of wood. It started to fall but the Namekian didn't watch it do so as he'd taken the first several pieces of wood and he laid one out on a stump. There were a few stumps so it seemed normally there could be multiple farm hands working on here but most of them had avoided him though he heard their mutterings about having a freak stealing their work. Well, he didn't think he'd be offering to help at this farm again it wasn't because they were unkind but he really didn't want to take the work from someone who had poured out so much to support themselves and a family. Though he wasn't used to the normal 'family' unit that he'd seen both in his own village and from without, he did respect the bond that seemed to hold so many people together even if they were so different from each other. Looking at the untouched wood he then glanced over at a few axes that lay against the woodshed and he hefted them up one at a time. Each of them seemed for the most part well balanced though he did find a slight flaw in each one, whether the head of the axe was too heavy compared to the wood of the handle, or the handle was too long or worn out. Instead of using one of those he figured he'd try something else though as he stood by the wood once again charging his energy into his hand he closed his thoughts to anything but him and the wood. Once he'd blocked everything else out his eyes snapped open as his hand sliced through the air in a downwards arc, but he had put too much energy into it as his hand cut through the wood but also halfway through the stump before he put a stop to it. Looking around to make sure no one was watching he silently berated himself as he went to the next stump and set out another piece of wood. This time he repeated the motion and his hand cut through the wood cleanly and he managed to stop before it cut into the stump. Laying the wood out evenly he started to set a rhythm as he would alternate hands while his pile of wood slowly grew. Managing to enter a steady flow he was able to turn off all external thought except for himself, the flow of his energy and the wood. Though he was doing what some would consider menial tasks it felt good to be helping others, and he was doing it to help the self proclaimed rightful guardian of the Earth as well. But he wasn't resting on his laurels, it was just simply a matter of fact he didn't think himself any lesser or greater because of what he was doing. The first pile was already half gone when he took his first breather as he wiped some sweat that had started to built at his forehead before he grabbed two more pieces of wood and these he tossed into the air. Gathering his energy in both hands he leapt up into a flip as he sliced out with both hands on his way down and twisted so that he could grab each half before he landed. Looking them over he added them to the pile of chopped wood. That had worked, but he couldn't maintain being that flashy because without looking he felt as if there were eyes on him and he heard a few people spitting curses at him lightly and figured it better to just get back to work. With that in mind he started once again moving at a quick speed, though this time he actually laid some wood on two stumps as he went for the axes figuring to maybe do more of the work the old fashioned way. Though he didn't plan on going slowly, he had to treat this work as training to an extent too or else he might feel as if the time wasn't well spent, and he knew he had a long way to go in his goal of attaining strength so he could protect others, and though he didn't want to admit it there was the enjoyment of just building the strength up as well which he enjoyed too. Word count: 1667 Total Word count: 4,761 |
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| Gelid | Jun 15 2015, 10:54 PM Post #4 |
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After he had finished filling up the shed he started towards his little alcove not wanting to stick around for the offered food because he felt as if he'd already overstayed his welcome. The farmers always appreciated him, and he wasn't trying to take the work from others but he didn't see the point in asking for more than he felt his effort was worth. It was a good way to get in some exercise, some minimal training but also it was helping him towards the goal of assisting Garlic Jr. rebuild his fortress. That was the real goal and it wasn't as if he'd gotten skilled on the everyway work just for the purpose of making a living out of it. The men he worked with, well around, were life time workers and they openly resented him not bothering to hide it anytime their benefactors eyes were turned. They didn't want to seem openly hostile to any of the others that were employed but they definitely didn't appreciate that he did so much of their work and the word had got around on just how little he'd asked for as recompense. The combination of course is always dangerous and he was somewhat eager to leave as usual. After cleaning up in a small water outlet after work he had returned home and gone into his meditation, the days seemed to blend as he tried to bounce between locations rather than staying to help a family too often. It was apparent that word of mouth spread because they seemed less willing to help show him anything even when asked but he would simply laugh it away and try to keep the farmers from thinking any less of those they employed. So he would show up for work, take his earnings at end of the day and bid them adieu as he stored the funds for next time he went into town. He wanted to give Garlic Jr. a little time to get acclimated with his former home and he didn't want to be a bother, since he was at least a former Guardian of the Earth there were surely things that he needed to catch up on. Though he found himself also wondering about the baby creature they had met and how those arrangements were he was resisting the urge to fly back to see the two of them. Things continued as such for about two weeks, but it wasn't completely without any sort of confrontation unfortunately for him. It was about eight days prior to the day he decided to pack up his things for good that he heard the footsteps. The men may as well have been in a marching band as loud as they were, it seemed as if they weren't trying to hide. Well, they weren't trying to effectively hide but that also betrayed the fact that they hadn't tried to learn anything about him because to his sense of hearing they may have been right next to him though he knew they had just entered the forest. From what they were saying they called out to whom he was expecting was him a couple of times but he didn't need to hear them very much to tell that wouldn't have been the wisest decision. He really didn't want to have to fight them and it was far from because he feared them but he didn't want to be a reason they couldn't provide for their families. From what he could see there were about six men who were down there trying to search from him outside of the one that was trying to call out to him. Their attempts to follow him didn't cease there though normally they tried to avoid being caught, especially because one of them would follow him from the farm that he had been working at. Since he'd normally finished the normal days worth of work with about a third of the day left at least it meant he normally would be able to leave well before them so the others had to cover for the follower. Knowing how to move through the forest and being able to fly were both hugely beneficial of course so he was able to evade the person following him nearly every time though he didn't bother trying to hide that he was somewhere in the forests. They talked a big game but they never would openly confront him and he only had to stay in his meditative stance in peace since it also had the benefit of not being true slumber so he was still effectively conscious throughout the night. This was beneficial because a couple of times more they tried to sneak up on him even later in the evening when a normal person would have been sleeping. It was about three days prior that things had really hit the proverbial fan. It was a couple hours after sunset and he had been in his meditative stance for about an hour he was able to later approximate. Within his subconscious he was only barely aware of the outside world as normal but he heard the loud talk, this was even more loud than normal so he quietly started towards the forests edge because it sounded as though they hadn't even entered the forest this time. Looking down at them as he approached he instantly recognized just how bright the forests edge looked and he moved even more quickly still moving with his energy with flight from limb to limb quietly. Upon reaching the edge of the clearing he bit back a curse as he saw several men holding torches and they'd started a small fire at the woods edge. A glance in either direction and he saw a little ways off similar fires and he just had to hear one of the men laugh before they confirmed their intentions, "If we make enough noise even that bastard alien won't continue to play hide and seek with us and make us waste our evenings. If he'd have let us tell him to shove off a week ago we wouldn't have wasted so much of our precious time. Well gentlemen if he won't come to us then we'll just smoke him out. I'll call the others and we'll start our little forest roast." Leaping from the trees he snapped his leg out and caught the man in the wrist that was holding the phone as he also extended his arm a little to grab it before he drew it in. Standing there he simply tossed the phone to the side as he said, "I do not think that will be necessary." One of the men smiled and put his fingers to his lips as he let out a high pitched loud whistle. This was apparently a recognized sound as there were a couple of responses. Panaka barely resisted letting his hands go to his ears because the pitch and volume reverberated in his mind but the last thing he wanted to do was to show a weakness to these men. Looking to either side he saw some movement and smiled as he said, "Now that you have called the others here, maybe we can be civilized and discuss what is bothering you." He heard the sound of something being fired and twisted his body in reaction to see what it was only a few moments before the bullet bit through his right shoulder cleanly going through. Looking around he noticed a few others drawing weapons but they were more for striking rather than guns and he shook his head as he almost growled, "Or not." One of the men laughed and said, "We can be civilized if you hightail your ass off our mountain and don't show your face around here again. But based on the way you hang around like a bad penny it doesn't seem like it's going to happen so we figure rough you up a bit and maybe then the message will get through." Moving as a natural reaction he managed to avoid what looked to be a spear like weapon though the head of it was more blunt than sharp and wasn't made of fine material based on Panaka's view of it when he pulled it out of the ground. The last thing he needed to do was use a weapon against them but he was caught off guard again as one of the men barreled into him from behind. The ones in front of him had started to rush at him and drawn his attention and their yelling had managed to dull the sound of the one running up at him more quietly, well at least he wasn't making as much noise as the others. Without thinking of what damage he could do to the man his mind instantly went into a more defensive mode as his elbows both drew up and then slammed backwards. Even being caught off guard he hadn't been brought to the ground his instant reaction had been to widen his base and brace himself. So the effort of slamming his elbows back wasn't that great and he almost drew his arms back reactively as he heard a disturbing crunch due to the force of his movement. The man slumped into his back as he groaned and the young namekian twisted his body almost using him as an impromptu weapon as he leapt up and used both hands to quickly pull the other mans hands off his waist. Then kicking back he knocked the winded man back into a couple of his companions. This bought the Namekian a bit of time and he didn't waste it though he grimaced as a bullet grazed his left leg and another just missed his right elbow. These damn men were definitely after him and he was glad only two of them seemed to have guns since he had flown high enough to need a ranged weapon. He didn't wait here long though without action as he focused his eyes towards the man on one of the hills to his left a few dozen yards away and he energized his eyes while he loaded. His right arm slid out away from his body with enough speed and force to quickly reach it's target. Just as he slammed his open palm into the butt of the mans weapon causing the metal slam back into his nose before he wrapped him up and threw him at a couple of his allies he finished charging the energy. Focusing it on his eyes he turned his vision at the man and fired an energy blast from his eyes which had the desired effect of missing him but hitting in front of him with enough force to break the ground open slightly and cause the other man to fall forwards down the hill. Now that they were out of the way the Namekian started going into more of a melee mode, there were a few armed men, but most of them were unarmed, and it looked like there were still six standing. So they had built up a dozen men to try and come hunt him down as he quickly got an inventory of the number of men he'd struck down by throwing other men or after striking them. Moving quickly he struck out at the first man bringing his knee up and hitting him in the gut faster than he'd expected possible as he forced his momentum to move counter the expected motion and slammed his fists into the man's upper back after bringing them together. As the man fell to the ground Panaka didn't hesitate as he extended his right leg and tripped up the next man that was closest to him, bringing his left arm up and down as he struck an open handed blow at the base of his neck, feeling the mans collar bone almost snap at the pressure as he winced at the blow. The last thing he had wanted to do was to injure these men to the point that they couldn't support their families. So with that in mind he looked at the other men and spoke firmly, "I really wish you had not forced my hand." With that he released two energy blasts from his hands but he drew them in and kept the power going into them so as he drew his hands together they became an impromptu energy wave that burst out from him and caught the other men off guard as two of them got hit. The last one managed to drop down and avoid the blast but he looked at his friends and yelled something about a demon before he fled. It was apparent he wasn't coming back but looking around the young Namekian warrior kicked himself, what had he done? He should have been able to come to a more peaceful conclusion, and it seemed he had overstayed his welcome because things had come to this extent. With that he helped to load the men up and a couple at a time he brought the ones that were more seriously injured to the hospital at a local town and the others he took to their homes. All that led to his current decision to leave where he had been staying, he wasn't heading home, and he wasn't sure that he'd go and live full time with Garlic Jr. but that could be a good starting point. He had bid farewell to the farmers he had helped and played as if he hadn't seen the injured helpers who were soon found to be injured. There was never any mention of the forest and outside of a few guarded angry glances he didn't see any more animosity though part of that was probably the pack that he was carrying which they hoped meant he wouldn't be back. Once he had bid farewell he waited until he was beyond vision of the last farm and lifted himself into the air before he started flying away from the forest that he'd been saying at in safety. Word count: 2359 Total word count: 7,120 |
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| Brick | Jun 19 2015, 10:27 AM Post #5 |
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