Monkey Business

Soon enough Nero would arrive, sitting atop his trust nimbus cloud Nocti with his eyes closed-- That took her back a little to when they'd first met, back when he did the entire first fight with his eyes closed the whole while. When he eventually opened them and waved to her she'd give a little wave back but was visibly still feeling unsure about this whole thing for reasons Nero already knew.

Discomforts aside she'd nod when he pointed out the clothes she'd brought along with her, he'd eventually approach her and bring out two... Magic stones? One he'd set atop the spare change of clothes and the other he offered directly to her. The ginger saiyan would raise her scarred eyebrow but would take the offered rock regardless of the scepticism. Nero would instruct her to hold it against her jacket while he recited something and she'd oblige though looked pretty confused about it all all the while. Whatever he'd recited made the stones glow before turning into dust that would merge into the two sets of clothes which made Zhalla recoil a little in response. "W-what the hell? What was that? What'd you just get all over my jackets?" She was a little more on edge then usual but didn't actually seem too bothered by the rock dust on clothes thing-- You couldn't even see the dust anyway as it was basically part of the clothes now!

"... And you're still sure you want to go ahead with teaching this? There's still time to change your mind you know. We could just go do something else with today instead, something fun like go on a date or something, anything other than this" While time had passed since her caretakers passing and from when her fight with Dion had occurred both incidents clearly still effected her even if she wasn't one to really talk about how they did to anyone. She knew Nero undoubtedly was going to say he still wanted to do this training and he knew she wasn't going to back down from a challenge or break her promise either but her heart still prompted her to let him know they didn't have to do this, they had some time together now they could spend it doing something more sweet even! And without any complaints from her end too just this once.

Zhalla looked pretty unsure about being told what he'd added was just an enchantment that would allow her clothing to stretch and expand whenever that was needed, she'd give him an unsure expression to boot too but he clearly foresaw this occurring as he took one of the boots and attempted to pull it sperate ways only for it to stretch unaffected by the pulling-- It'd snap back into its original place too after having been let go, weird! Zhalla would make a face to convey this, almost like the clothing was now something gross and unsavoury to touch. "Maybe I do just prefer they rip a little instead actually" It hadn't looked too bad after her fight with Dion afterall, right? She wasn't thinking though on what would happen to them if she went full Oozaru. She got to at least keep the outfit from her fight with Dion, though a bit torn it was still wearable, after an Oozaru transformation though? No shot.

Despite her looks she would take the clothes as instructed and brought her out her aura like asked, holding her hand against the spares as it glowed in a burning green colour. "Sure, sure" A little chat oh god.

Nero was of course sure he wanted to still go ahead with this training and to this answer Zhalla would cast her eyes to the ground and sigh lightly, she seemed... Kinda upset but didn't seem to want to really show that which was pretty typical of her to do. Nero seemed cheerful and gave a signature goofy smile like he usually did but to this one Zhalla wouldn't smile back, not even when he used one of the endearing nicknames he'd coined for her. "Alright, well. How do we get started?"

The ginger saiyan didn't seem so sure on the whole 'very veeeerry big thing' Nero pointed out in regards to Oozaru. "Oh really? How much bigger could I possibly get? I mean, come on" She'd give a hand gesture to emphasise her already large height. Despite her doubts she did still do what he recommended in channelling her ki into her hands while holding them over the clothing to get it used to her ki. When suddenly asked about how everyone at the shelter was doing she'd look back up to him for a few moments and raised an eyebrow slightly again, she had half the mind to not answer on the question or point out she knew what he was trying to do but, well he was just trying to help so. "Worried, they could tell something was up. But they're otherwise okay and occupied with school work and the like right about now"

She seemed at least a little more relaxed when talking about the kids at the shelter but she still seemed quite tense and unhappy about the whole situation. Zhalla would watch as eventually the clothing she held began to glow in the colour of her ki which seemed to signal that whatever Nero had asked her to do it for had worked.

The Saiyan wouldn't bat away Nero's arm as he put it around her shoulder nor would she complain about him putting it there but she would give a bit of a grumpy look at what he said after the arm was put around her shoulder. "That's not the problem Nero" Well if anything it was the problem but in the other way around to what he was thinking. She knew he was here for her and was going to do everything in his power to help her but that was just the problem wasn't it? She wanted him safe most of all and that meant him not putting in this effort right now, which he wasn't about to just not do. "Jus' don't worry about it, let's get this over with" Last thing she needed right now was him being all stupid and sweet and making it hurt more when she inevitably caused him harm from this training.

First up was assessing her current set of skills and seeing what they could build on from there. Zhalla would place her fists on her hips and give Nero a raised eyebrow kind of look. "Didn't you already learn all that from the first time we fought?" She'd sigh lightly and give a small shrug of her spiked padded shoulders, "Fine then, what'd you need me to do for that then? Punch rocks or something?" She had never been too great with the whole training together thing even during the previous times the two had trained together. Probably because outside of brief training Zinde she had done most of where her skill was at today all by herself. She had always made it difficult to even offer her help usually so it made sense.

Zhalla's face seemed to have a bit of a shift in emotion and seriousness when Nero brought up that given her current figure and size she could probably top being around eighty feet tall in this Oozaru form. This was a problem for obvious reasons, even just fifty feet was too big already and that was around the height she'd heard most other Oozaru's being at. "Y-you're kidding, right?" It was a question she already knew the answer to. She took a couple moments to put a hand to her chin in thought to really process that kind of information in her head shortly after the fact, being all fidgety and anxious all the while.

"You'll get nothing but my best, you know that" Well that seemed to snap her attention back quickly. "I give nothing but it all the time!" The very idea that she would give anything less was preposterous! No, it was the idea that her best wasn't always good enough that worried her. She needed it to be good enough, she needed it to be even better then what it was.

When Nero thumped his chest and declared that she'd be punching him and not rocks she started to look rather unsure again. "Nero I really dunno about this, I mean what's this got to do with training those forms? Nothing of how I fight usually is used when I'm in those states right? Why not just tell me the ideas you already have?" She still wasn't keen on the idea of potentially hurting Nero even for training purposes it would seem. She'd give an anxious smile and rub the back of her neck for a moment or two before huffing lightly and looking off into the distance, knowing full well Nero wasn't going to just not let the training occur and that if he said this was an important part of it then it was.

Zhalla would sigh lightly and would undo the buttons and zipper of her jacket in order to gently slip it off for the moment, leaving her with just the short green top and the semi-transparent dark mesh clothing underneath. The gloves could stay too though of course. "With or without weapons?"

Nero's answer on if he was kidding made the other Saiyan look almost ill in response, just the thought of it made her feel uneasy and queasy even. Of course that wasn't something Nero was going to joke about but she wish it had of been a joke.

The hybrid was also fully expecting her best already and wanted this training to help her best become even better, to this Zhalla would nod though she was still rather anxious still it would seem but she stood by what she said in that she gave nothing but her best all the time and here would be no different she hoped, she would just need to further prove it to be true especially to herself.

Zhalla still didn't look as though she fully understood Nero when he pointed out the importance of this training and showing him her moves. Yes understanding who was her friend and who was her enemy while in the forms was important but if will alone could've helped with that then why was it even an issue for her still? She had plenty strong will, right? If she didn't want to hurt him she wouldn't? Her will was pretty well masked during those forms that was part the problem, since she didn't have enough of it in them resulting in her hurting people she didn't want to hurt. She would shake her head at him, wordlessly conveying that if that were true then she never would've killed Zinde in her Oozaru form all those years ago.

"Alright, alright" The Saiyan would slip her axes out of the holds on her belt and would drop them by her jacket for the meanwhile before turning back to Nero who'd slipped into a fighting stance by now. Channelling her ki from deep within Zhalla would roll her neck for a moment and crack her knuckles before taking up a stance of her own thinking on how to go about this before deciding thinking too hard on it was just going to throw her off and going for throwing a classic hard punch towards Nero's chest, her fist crackling with burning green ki-- She would try to think back to how she was when they first met, when she was more than happy to launch into battle with him with no qualms and no holding back, trying to channel that mindset for the moment so this training had a better chance of proving fruitful.

"Let's do this then, just like how we did when we first met, right?"

Nero was quick to try and reassure her that it wasn't something she would have to worry about for much longer and while she wasn't totally sure how true that was she did trust him and appreciated him trying to help ease her worrying feeling. She'd give a solemn nod in response to let him know she'd heard and appreciated his efforts to help comfort her.

Soon began the actually training and as their fists collided the impact would give off a different kind of flash of light to what she was expecting but she chalked it up to just the collision of the different powers and colours. She'd watch as Nero leapt back before then rushing at her-- Right as he was about to reach her though he'd kick off and up into the air! She knew him well enough by now to have an idea of what he might do from there and so with a little spring to her step she'd launch herself off the ground and up after him so that their pathing would collide once more, his kick to her arm or at least that was her aim.

"A twist? What do you mean?" She was still pretty out of it on the jokes and lighter toned type conversations it seemed, if anything she seemed distracted-- Focused on the physical part of their clashes but not mentally or emotionally all present and Nero could probably guess as to why. Either way though she'd make a grab for him trying to latch onto any part of him she could get a good enough grip on so that she could bring him crashing back down to the ground with a slam!