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Post by Jean Briefs on Nov 3, 2011 19:04:31 GMT -5
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[/div] AM I WASTING TIME . . . ? might as well try A break? Ahh, that was music to his aching ears. Jean's eyes slowly readjusted to his environment, for additional aid, he rubbed his eyes a bit and then blinked them a few times. Gosh, on one hand that had been a big mistake... But on the other, he almost felt like jumping for joy.
The boy stood up once more and attempted to jump into the air he was that pleased with himself, buuut he only managed to leap up less than a foot before landing back on the ground on the flats of his feet. "Sounds good," he grinned, spying the sandwich Princess was holding out.
He walked across the room toward her, albeit slowly... It took much longer than he would have liked just to make it to the saiyan girl. "Thank you. You're really prepared for this, I didn't even bring anything," he thanked her, accepting the ham sandwich as happily as he could manage to appear under the condition of his exhaustion in addition to the straining gravity. "So um... where is Vegeta? I mean, would it be possible to... meet him?" Okay, so he was more curious about the saiyan prince than he had thought he would be, given the differences in this timeline, but how could he not be interested in meeting the man who was supposed to be his grandfather?
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Nov 3, 2011 22:18:02 GMT -5
Princess handed off the sandwich to Jean. It was somewhat funny even that the sandwich itself felt twice as heavy, as it was only two pieces of bread, ham, cheese, and lettuce. After handing off the sandwich, she almost instantly regretted it. It was going to be detrimental to the total amount of time she would be able to train in the gravity room, but at the same time, she did want to show her gratitude to Jean for training with her.
Now that he had his sandwich, Princess began to enjoy the one that she held. She clasped the sandwich on either side in her fingers and brought it up to her mouth. She began to chew it slowly and softly. All the while, she listened to what Jean had to say. She raised an eyebrow as he asked his question and finally swallowed her food.
"You want to meet my dad?... I mean, I guess you can," Princess responded. Nonetheless, she thought that it was odd for Jean to have such a request as that.
"A bit odd that you want to though."
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Post by Jean Briefs on Nov 4, 2011 17:42:07 GMT -5
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[/div] AM I WASTING TIME . . . ? might as well try He took a seat on the floor, folding one leg in front of the other to sit comfortably. Wincing slightly at the pain of his bruised stomach all the while. He tried to ignore it as he inspected the sandwich. Truthfully, he could not believe how much it weighed for such a little sandwich, even despite the gravity the heaviness of it seemed much more than he would have thought. He took a few bites of his own sandwich as she ate hers, and then had to ponder Princess' question.
The way she had put it caused Jean to realize that his request had been a little weird. He hadn't considered that sort of response from her, but okay his question might have sounded a little odd he supposed... And although she had not asked to hear a reason why, his mind was telling him that he should tell her something at the very least.
He placed a finger on his chin, thinking on the subject. "Well... he is the prince of the Saiyans, isn't he? I'd like to meet someone as powerful as him," Jean took another few bites out of his sandwich after that. In a few brief moments, it was already devoured.
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Nov 4, 2011 18:21:36 GMT -5
For some reason, Princess couldn't shake the feeling that he wasn't telling her the truth behind his reasons for wanting to meet her father. She only hoped, for Jean's sake, that he didn't have some kind of vendetta against her father. If he did, he could easily end up dead. Princess didn't want to think that her new little training partner could come to die so soon.
"Whatever. But don't try to fight him. You'll end up dead," she warned Jean. Princess didn't know what his true objective was, but nonetheless, even if he only wanted to spar with her father, that could easily be the end of him. Vegeta hardly held back on her, she could only imagine what he would do to poor Jean.
It didn't take long for Princess to finish the rest of her sandwich. She stood up finally and began to stretch her legs apart. They were feeling sore and cramped up. All of this training was really getting to her, but in the long run, it was a good thing. The more sore and in pain she was feeling, the more that her body would grow.
"Want to end this with a ki blast clash?"
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Post by Jean Briefs on Nov 4, 2011 22:24:28 GMT -5
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[/div] AM I WASTING TIME . . . ? might as well try What? "Oh no no no, I wouldn't wanna challenge him!" Jean had no reason to do something such as that. Fight him. Pff, he just wanted to see him, that one little reason about summed it up in its entirety. He certainly couldn't tell the girl that he merely wanted to see his grandpa for the first time, which meant that her believing him to be a weirdo would have to do.
Gosh, was she up again already...? Pressing his hands against the floor for added support, the boy pushed his aching body up off the ground. Hardly a long enough break, it had been so short that as soon as he stood up, he immediately wanted to fall right back to the floor. It was almost over though, he only had to hold out a little while longer, push himself to his limits as far as he could go.
"Sure... as long as we don't blow this place up. I think they'd be pretty mad if we did..." Although ki blasts were generally weak attacks, you never know, and Jean didn't exactly want to get in trouble with his own family about blowing up something as expensive as a gravity chamber. He began to charge the ki for a rather simple energy blast into his right hand, waiting for nothing more than for Princess to charge her own. Once she did, he assumed that would be the go ahead to shoot his ki blast forth.
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Nov 4, 2011 23:06:37 GMT -5
Princess smirked. An energy clash was the best possible way to end this battle. She always liked ending them with a bang, and this would be the perfect opportunity for her to test the might of her newly named Cosmic Attack. She quickly jumped up into the air and stood a good 15 feet away from him.
From there, Princess brought both of her hands far apart at her side. She held them both down with her palms facing outward. The two orbs of energy began to charge again, just as Princess had done earlier. The two orbs gradually became larger until they were the size of baseballs.
"Alright.. Get ready!" She warned Jean as she continued preparing her attack. She was hoping that this clash would be... spectacular to say the least.
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Post by Jean Briefs on Nov 5, 2011 15:29:29 GMT -5
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[/div] AM I WASTING TIME . . . ? might as well try For the most part, Jean was already prepared for the clash of attacks. He was as ready as he would ever be, if that was properly how the saying went. He breathed in calmly and slowly in order to relax himself in preparation. After waiting a few seconds, he then he brought out his breath of his mouth once more in one slow, smooth process.
The boy continued to charge his ki into his hand, while his eyes focused entirely on Princess and what she was doing. What he spotted forming was that magenta energy attack once again. Against his ki blast, he was no longer sure how long a 'clash' like this would last. Although it wasn't as if he had a choice at this point, both attacks were already about done powering up.
Jean's hand remained out at his side, a soccer ball of ki had formed on top of his open palm. "Ready when you are," he answered back in confirmation. It was now or never; winding his arm as far back as it would go, the fact that he was about to toss the energy ball was clear upon the partial saiyan's face. With that, Jean hurled the ki blast toward Princess. "Ha!"
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Nov 5, 2011 15:55:31 GMT -5
It seemed that they were both ready to begin this clash of super powers. Princess had two separate orbs of energy. Each was in one palm of her hand, and both were relatively powerful. However, the power of her attack was about to increase tenfold as she soon smashed both of her palms together and brought the orbs of energy together. They quickly fused into one total ball of energy.
"Cosmic Attack!" Princess cried as she sent the ball of energy flying toward Jean. Directly following this, she placed her right arm on her left forearm, leaving her left palm facing out directly in Jean's direction.
"This is the might of the Saiyans!" She yelled to him. She was putting everything that she had into this single attack. After this, the battle would be over. She could feel the sweat dripping down her forehead. This would end it all.
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Post by Jean Briefs on Nov 5, 2011 16:32:58 GMT -5
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[/div] AM I WASTING TIME . . . ? might as well try "If I win this, you have to bring me to meet Vegeta!" Jean called out last minute, expecting her to hear him as the two attacks clashed together. Honestly, Jean wasn't sure why he had decided to keep bringing the saiyan prince up. What would he even say if he met him, anyway? Of that, he was not certain, yet still the curiosity had pushed him to mention his grandfather that one last time to the girl.
Jean used up all that was left of his energy in keeping his ki blast going. The palm of his right hand was directed out at Princess, pushing all that he had into preventing his attack from being knocked forcefully back at him. At the moment, both attacks continued to collide together at a point exactly in the middle between the two sparring partners.
"Hnnn!" He could feel his strength fading from him as he continued to push his ki toward her. The power of the cosmic attack overwhelmed Jean's ki blast, overwhelmed him. He had held his own, fighting against the ki attack, for as long as he could manage, and in the end succumbed to the attack. The boy's body was tossed back by the explosion and hit against the back wall, before he knew it, he was out cold.
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Nov 5, 2011 18:00:30 GMT -5
Princess raised an eyebrow. It was a bit odd that Jean made such a gamble about meeting her father, especially when she had already told him that she would take him to meet him. She simply had to assume that he was trying to give himself some kind of encouragement to win. However, this was even more odd, considering that it meant he was so driven to meet her father that he allowed it to be his encouragement.
In any case, Princess' blast overwhelmed Jean's in the long run. A smirk graced the young princess' lips as her blast hit and created an explosion. Jean had certainly taken a lot of damage from her attack, and this also meant that she had mastered her stronger attack, though she still needed to work on the speed aspect of it.
Prinecss allowed her hands to drop down to her side and made her way over to Jean's unconscious body. However, rather than picking him up and taking him out of this double gravity room, she just let him lay there and sleep. In the mean time, she sat down next to him, resting her back against the wall and leaving her legs crossed.
"Guess we'll just relax in here and get the most of our training. Maybe... do more in the morning?" her question was clearly rhetorical. She knew that she wasn't going to get an answer from the unconscious boy. She simply leaned her head back against the wall and closed her eyes. Her body was physically exhausted, but she'd allow herself to recover with a nap as well.
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Post by Damon on Nov 5, 2011 21:29:30 GMT -5
Princess: +1000/Cosmic Attack
Jean: +1000/Surprise
Good Work guys, though don't do a ki blast ending again, just....yea. lol
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