Post by Nasu on Oct 30, 2022 15:48:11 GMT -5
It had been a while since he had some time for himself, and that he felt so thoughtless. It was strange, to think that nearly a couple of years had to have passed by the time he reached this quadrant of the galaxy. Each and every time he made it to another part of the greater space, for the past years of his life, he did not stay longer than a year. He did nearly nothing but wander; he met people and helped them out occasionally, and then he left. This time it was the only time he had truly found a place in the world after so many years and only now he was realizing this.
And now, after the latest events on Namek, he could feel a little more free. This gave him a cool idea, well not exactly cool for any other reason, rather he felt like just making a few swings and training carelessly just like he would have back then, when he had been on Earth last time but was ignorant and clueless about many things. Last time he had to have done something similar he was somewhere, in a forest, but by the time the idea got to his mind he was by the western regions where he could spot plenty of desert areas which were honestly perfect.
Unlike a forest he could train freely and without having to worry too much, he could just not have to suppress himself and dance along with the end. Not literally dance, rather instead try and focus, find that concentration that he sought in martial arts to increase his skills. Thus, he hopped off in the wasteland with nearly every corner of his sight filled only with rocks and briefly he closed his eyes before he shot a kick right up in the air.
The only difference was that the kick could cut through air, a concept similar to compressed air, due to the fact that he was not currently suppressing himself. After said kick, he let his body spin and led his leg around during the kick for a roundhouse kick, that created enough wind in the air to even be visible and briefly create the vision of a half moon slashing through the air.
Interesting. That could be an idea for a move or a style entirely, and thus the man continued practicing his moves, undisturbed and uncaring of his bare power level. Even if it attracted the attention of some individuals, he could at least practice together with said people.Thread Power Level: 90,000
WC: 426