Blood Debt [Closed AT]

| Ise | 10,000PL (53,600 PL) | Base Form |
| 6/6 KP | 0/6 MP | 0%/270% |

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Ise sat quietly as she prepared for the coming battle doing her best to keep her power contained for the time being. Even if the ship’s stealth systems would do a good job of masking her presence she had never had cause to actually test the extent of those capabilities, they had been designed with far lower powers in mind compared to what people like herself and Vocado could put out and while upgrades were made regularly there was no certainty.

And she wanted to make certain that Azoth had no forewarning, and so Ise contented herself with keeping her power under wraps and focusing her senses outward as they approached. Picking up Azoth himself was VERY easy as it seemed he had no such need to restrain his power. It was a pleasant surprise to find that Azoth’s ship appeared to have no other power signatures of not beyond his own. It was possible Paladion was present, perhaps even other machines but it meant that she had no need to be particularly conscious of collateral damage.

That was a BIG positive for her as Ise had been unsure exactly HOW she would restrain herself, she had vaguely debated the idea of getting Vocado to help ‘convince’ him to bring the ship down to the planet so they could fight freely below without endangering his crew.

Really the main issue would be that if they DID destroy Azoth’s ship during the fight she and Vocado would need to be careful about their air supply. She was reasonably confident she could rocket down into the planet’s atmosphere from where they were to catch a breath, perhaps even force Azoth down while doing so?

Ise turned to ‘look’ at Orenji as they approached the ship, she had intentionally remained vague on who they were meeting with and thankfully Vocado had either caught on or simply had no cause to clarify, now of course that was not possible as Vocado sent a message to Azoth.

While Vocado spoke Orenji turned sharply and while Ise could not SEE the look the woman gave her she could practically feel the woman’s anger and confusion, Ise kept silent until the communication between their ships was complete.

“Orenji, you should be able to tell when to break off the Glacius from Azoth’s ship. Keep close if you can in case we need a pickup but keep yourself and the crew out of harm's way as much as possible.” Ise spoke for the first time in a long while with much of the confidence and strength she had before her Fathers death.

“Ise you can’t do this, it's not safe! I thought you said K414 knew about this trip!” the Citruji shouted as she marched over to Ise ignoring entirely the fact that Ise was her employer and commander, Ise frowned slightly as Orenji brought up the lie Ise had used to smooth things over.

“I’m sorry Orenji, but I need to do this. Take care of the others while I am away, hopefully, this should not take too long” Ise’s words did exactly nothing to calm Orenji and as Ise turned to depart the conversation with that Orenji stepped forward to grab Ise’s shoulder intent on trying to reason with her only to very suddenly feel a sharp pain followed by nothingness.

Ise sighed as Orenji fell forward unconscious. “Get her to the medical bay and back on her feet as quick as you can.” Ise ordered one of her crew and in a rush, they moved to collect Orenji not intent on angering Ise, she had hoped she would not need to do that but she could not have Orenji delaying her from this.

With that Ise would give Vocado a look and follow along with him as they presumably moved to board Azoth’s ship.

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WC: 639
TWC: 639

When the Saiyan took a step at the helm of the ship, Azoth would turn back to look at him, and quickly noticed him scanning his person with a scouter... that was sort of rude, a bit aggressive even, but he was ready to pardon that... after all, he was Saiyan, and they attributed a lot of importance to strength, so perhaps that was just one of these strange things they did. The arcosian could not yet see Ise, nor could he really sense her so far, so he greeted her friend with a smile, like he always did, a genuine and friendly one at that.

'' That is me, yes. I presume you are Vocado Bonemoon then. It's a pleasure to meet you, although, to what do I owe the plea...''

Azoth stopped in the middle of his sentence when he heard the name Ise, and finally noticed this 'second' power signature right behind him. He had not felt her, or perhaps he did not want to perceive her at all. Regardless, his face shifted to a more serious one, sad even, and he prepared to face the child of the man he was forced to kill, the one who refused to stand down but also refused to fight back... Hibernal.

'' Ah, Ise... I was wondering when you'd finally reach out to me. You never did answer my message, did you? Rest assured, your father's last rites and will were respected to the letter, I made sure of it. His propriety was transferred to your name, and the funds he still had are enough to cover the fees for... well... probably longer than your lifetime. ''

He looked down for a moment, pausing his speech. He had been waiting for this moment, where he could finally get this out of his chest. Regardless, now that she was here, he wished he could have waited some more before facing her.

'' I am truly sorry about your father. I tried talking some sense into him, but he was adamant that we follow the old rites to their conclusion, and would not let me ascend the throne without a fight to the death. But he did not transform or oppose my power in any way when I retaliate against his attacks... the old man was probably just yearning for the death of a warrior, at the hands of a worthy enemy. ''

The Arcosian was now waiting for her reaction... he did not expect a good one, but he still held hope that she would accept to simply talk. A fool's hope, surely. His stance, just like his face, were showing no agressivity towards any of the two saiyans... for now.

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The room went numb, Vocado's ears following suit shortly after. Words exchanged were hardly recognized by the Saiyan, who was instead focused on the girl. She was furious from the start, and once Azoth finished talking, her power erupted to its maximum. Vocado groaned, almost as if he weren't the one who planned this trip from the beginning. If he were a bystander, or even an objector to this, he might've said something like "damn it all, kid!" But instead, he simply powered up alongside her.

He roared, forcing his body to exude power beyond its limit. Normally, this type of strength was reserved for the most desperate of struggles, but seeing Ise leap straight into battle set his heart into overdrive. The adrenaline flowing through every fiber of his being sent his chi past its maximum and into the upper echelon of his class.

Unfortunately, he still paled in comparison to either of the others.

Gritting his teeth, he rolled to the side of the room, landing in a crouching position near one of the computer stations in the room.

"Kiddo! Rip those bastards horns STRAIGHT off!"

He aimed two fingers at the Arcosian, and from the tips came a bullet of Ki! It whizzed through the air, aiming to hit Azoth in the forehead and give a subtle nod to the girl as to where she should aim.

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| Ise | 268,000 PL | Ikari Form |
| 2/6 KP | 3/6 MP | 0%/270% |

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Ise’s fury only built further as she grew closer and closer to Azoth, she was idly able to recognize he was growing stronger as she did so and his form appeared to be shifting like it had back on Arcose a few times meaning that he was likely trying to push himself into one of his higher forms, Ise tried to push just a bit faster, to get to him before he could complete the transformation and potentially enter his true form however she was just a few moments too late as her wrist was grabbed by Azoth now at his full power and she was sent flying at a nearby glass panel.

Ise just barely managed to halt her momentum as the tips of her claws dug into the glass causing a series of cracks to begin forming though not quite yet shattering the whole thing, Ise turned and scowled again as she watched Azoth deal with Vocado’s attack all while continuing to talk at them, threatening to make her a traitor to the Arcosian Empire.

“I don't want your pity, your care, or any of your ‘chances’ call me whatever you want because all I want” Ise kicked off of the floor again launching herself at Azoth once more this time however with a bit more clarity in mind, enough to make her attack something far more meaningful as her clawed hands began to radiate with a dark purple energy

“IS YOUR HEAD!” another swift slash at Azoth this time not aimed at his face but rather at his neck a clear effort on the young Saiyans part to either make good on her declaration or to make a wound that would very likely get quite bloody.

WC: 289
TWC: 1,344

Azoth could feel the different signatures in the room heating up as the combat started. Ise was definitely more furious than he would have imagined, something that probably came from her boiling this anger inside of her for a long time, most likely with someone to whisper in her ear and make it worst. It was a shame really, he did believe he could have prevented this outcome if he had found her earlier, but he was too late, and now, he would have to deal with the collaterals of his actions. He felt sad deep within, but now was not the time to mourn what could have been.

The Saiyan girl he would have called a friend in different circumstances would jump at him aggressively, her hands, monstrous and deformed into the claws of a creature he knew not, coming for him with an intent that could only be described as 'animalistic'. No, that would not do. He turned briefly to face Ise jumping at him like a maniac, shaking his head lightly.

'' I did not offer pity or care for that matter. I offered you closure and a future amongst your people. But it seems foolishness runs in your family, even if it is an adopted one. Very well Ise, you want my head? Then try harder than this.''

He simply stated before she arrived in close quarters, the arcosian still standing proud in front of her assault. With a single movement of his hand, he would push her hands away from him and redirect her course to miss him. It would seem insultingly easy for him to discard her like this, requiring minimal effort.

Then, the Saiyan male who he had just attacked. This guy was getting increasingly annoying, putting his nose where it did not belong. A fight between Ise and him, he could handle, but stragglers were not welcomed in this personal matter. He even spoke of mounting her head on a wall... how uncivilized. He was probably one of the people who mounted Ise's anger towards him and made the situation worst... but Azoth could not afford to give him too much attention, so he would simply use re-ignite the blade he had been using to cut him and cut his technique instead with a powerful movement, splitting the ball he threw at him into two perfect halves of itself before shaking his head.

'' Vocado, you should have known better than to get involved in all of this. Ise I care about, and even as a betrayer, I would not have her killed. You on the other hand deceptively got into my ship and answered my hospitality with hostility. ''

He would stare down the man's soul for a moment, eyes that could shoot lightning.

'' I won't bother to bring you to Saiyan justice.''

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Tensions rose ever higher as energy spilled out of the three fighters. Ise’s rage, fueling her to levels beyond Vocado’s comprehension, was still not enough to match the Arcosian. He was evading her blows easily, like she were a wild dog he was trying to tame. How shameful. To think the Tuffles were their biggest rivals. This was proof that those squabbles below them on Plant were nothing in the grand scheme of things.

If nothing else, at least this situation would be sobering for Vocado.

His attack was cleaved again, sending the two halves of his attack spiraling harmlessly away from the battlefield. They exploded somewhere in the corner of the room, though one of them seemed to leave a rather nasty mark on the hull. If anything, he’d just been given an excellent idea for an exit strategy.

Azoth, finally, turned his attention to Vocado. After all the arguing Ise had done with the lizard, it was surprising that he’d taken the time out to threaten the other Saiyan in the room.

Those eyes. That piercing glare. It sent a shiver down Vocado’s spine. This was the grim reaper.

But Vocado denied the horror. This wasn’t about him. It never would be. This was about making things right.

”Call me what you wish, but I’m no fool. I know what I signed up for. Even if I die, knowing I gave Ise a chance at finding peace means it’ll all have been worth it.” Was this really a suicide mission? No. Strong as Azoth was, Vocado was confident they could still win. No fighter was perfect. ”Besides, I’m sure Rosemary would probably get a kick out of this whole thing once we get home to tell her about it. She’s a Saiyan, after all.”

Ise charged again, and Vocado followed. While she attacked from one angle, his approach came from the opposite; a shoddy attempt at a pincer attack, admittedly, but it was better than nothing. Aiming a kick for the side of Azoth’s knee, his goal was to buckle his stance, even if for a moment, to allow Ise a solid hit.

After that, he’d try to pull away, kicking off the ground and leaping back to make distance. In a fight like this, Vocado was honestly in the way in hand-to-hand combat. He’d need to stay back as much as he could, even if it pained him to let his niece do the frontline work. Maybe from here he could formulate a plan.

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