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Post by Dark on Dec 17, 2022 15:31:44 GMT -5
There was a part of him that wanted to unload his rage right here. Feeling this presence in Lottus and not him was infuriating. But a part of him knew just how unmatched he was. Facing Acosians was one thing, what with their strength in magnitude beyond most. But the Legend had surpassed him, at the moment. He didn't know how that damn meathead unlocked it, but he would find a way to match it somehow. Sometimes.
"Be one?"
That glowing yellow gaze looked back up at Papri in this giant form, a slight growl escaping his lips out of habit almost while in this form. A fist came up to beat at his chest.
"If that crazy fool is one, then I already am. I just need to find what makes it 'click'. You hear them out there, fighting for their lives. Some sort of emotion much has been a part of it."
He was so sure of himself, that he just needed a push, that he was willing to bet his life on it. He hadn't been proven wrong about his potential yet. And still felt like, even with this overwhelming presence, that it wouldn't happen any time soon. Clove was the only one really making sense here, but Dark wasn't sure if he could just wait. Not for long.
"Then we must prepare quickly. The Legend will not wait for anyone. Death might be a consequence of trying, too. Have you any plans yourself? Do you see what becomes of people who don't try following in those footsteps?"
Papri would draw his attention one more time before she left, gaining a little frown on his face. She was used to training with no one. A friendly spar was sporadic, and he certainly has never 'taught'. Especially with a non-saiyan. The boy would, frankly, look at the deets and laugh.
"Tell you what. Next time I see you, I'll give you a physical exam right on the spot. See if you can even tango with saiyan might. I don't do training, and I certainly don't hold back much."
"Be one?"
That glowing yellow gaze looked back up at Papri in this giant form, a slight growl escaping his lips out of habit almost while in this form. A fist came up to beat at his chest.
"If that crazy fool is one, then I already am. I just need to find what makes it 'click'. You hear them out there, fighting for their lives. Some sort of emotion much has been a part of it."
He was so sure of himself, that he just needed a push, that he was willing to bet his life on it. He hadn't been proven wrong about his potential yet. And still felt like, even with this overwhelming presence, that it wouldn't happen any time soon. Clove was the only one really making sense here, but Dark wasn't sure if he could just wait. Not for long.
"Then we must prepare quickly. The Legend will not wait for anyone. Death might be a consequence of trying, too. Have you any plans yourself? Do you see what becomes of people who don't try following in those footsteps?"
Papri would draw his attention one more time before she left, gaining a little frown on his face. She was used to training with no one. A friendly spar was sporadic, and he certainly has never 'taught'. Especially with a non-saiyan. The boy would, frankly, look at the deets and laugh.
"Tell you what. Next time I see you, I'll give you a physical exam right on the spot. See if you can even tango with saiyan might. I don't do training, and I certainly don't hold back much."
WC: 350
TWC: 2087
TWC: 2087
