Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2023 18:55:13 GMT -5
Far and away from the prying gaze of the apex predators that roamed the wild and untamed confines of the Kaiju Jungle, stood a peculiar white-furred fox clad in a dark qipao complemented with a Papayan conical hat. This lone figure's struggle was one of patience, of finding inner peace amidst the many lili pads surrounding his stilled body. Legs crossed with forearms nonchalantly propped atop his knees; Xiaolan took a deep breath, trying his best to find solace on the shore of the elusive pond he elected as training grounds. The croak of a lone frog made itself heard. Xiaolan's red-tipped ears twitched. Then, he groaned in frustration, shoulders slumping alongside his back that hit the damp grass with a soft thud.
"Dammit..." How long has it been since Megis left for his trip to Plant? While Xiaolan understood his need to go alone -call it personal business or whatever- facts remained that the kitsune's routine of waiting and "investigating" the region's pirate coves with quiet snooping began to tire him. Xiaolan needed something exciting, he needed something fresh to kill that boredom plaguing his very being. Determined to see the end of his misery, the foxy hitman kipped up energetically, getting himself back on the tip of his digitigrade soles with a brisk motion. Pensively, he rubbed his chin.
"Mh, some more meditation?" The fox yucked at the thought, his body permeated with a disdainful shiver. What could he possibly do? Eating? Stomach was already filled with a bellyful of Kaiju soul he took down this morning! The scaly critter proved to be rather disappointing. It's true! All that was needed was a knuckle strike at his cervical spine and the clumsy thing came crashing down like a sack of potatoes. Unsure of the answer to his conundrum, Xiaolan looked around.
His downtrodden pout widened into a toothy beam. "Training~" The old reliable; what better to dust off the rust than some impromptu physical exercise? Xiaolan hovered to a nearby boulder, his figure kept inches off the floor via his levitating prowess. Then, he stooped forward, hooking a curled index between the sand and the massive rock to flip it over with a shocking lack of effort. "AIYAAAAAA!" He sent the rock flying higher with an expertly-delivered roundhouse kick. As a result, the thing got shattered in a dozen pieces.
"RATATATATATATATATA!" Xiaolan thrusted his arms in the air with index and middle fingers extended forth, each and every single one of his forward motions expelling a thin finger beam of black Ki from its corresponding index that found its mark. In mere seconds, all of these big chunks of rock were disintegrated into a fine dust. Content with his marksmanship, the fox laughed and blew one of his indexes like a smoking gun barrel.
Then, boredom swept over again... "Ugh..."
"Dammit..." How long has it been since Megis left for his trip to Plant? While Xiaolan understood his need to go alone -call it personal business or whatever- facts remained that the kitsune's routine of waiting and "investigating" the region's pirate coves with quiet snooping began to tire him. Xiaolan needed something exciting, he needed something fresh to kill that boredom plaguing his very being. Determined to see the end of his misery, the foxy hitman kipped up energetically, getting himself back on the tip of his digitigrade soles with a brisk motion. Pensively, he rubbed his chin.
"Mh, some more meditation?" The fox yucked at the thought, his body permeated with a disdainful shiver. What could he possibly do? Eating? Stomach was already filled with a bellyful of Kaiju soul he took down this morning! The scaly critter proved to be rather disappointing. It's true! All that was needed was a knuckle strike at his cervical spine and the clumsy thing came crashing down like a sack of potatoes. Unsure of the answer to his conundrum, Xiaolan looked around.
His downtrodden pout widened into a toothy beam. "Training~" The old reliable; what better to dust off the rust than some impromptu physical exercise? Xiaolan hovered to a nearby boulder, his figure kept inches off the floor via his levitating prowess. Then, he stooped forward, hooking a curled index between the sand and the massive rock to flip it over with a shocking lack of effort. "AIYAAAAAA!" He sent the rock flying higher with an expertly-delivered roundhouse kick. As a result, the thing got shattered in a dozen pieces.
"RATATATATATATATATA!" Xiaolan thrusted his arms in the air with index and middle fingers extended forth, each and every single one of his forward motions expelling a thin finger beam of black Ki from its corresponding index that found its mark. In mere seconds, all of these big chunks of rock were disintegrated into a fine dust. Content with his marksmanship, the fox laughed and blew one of his indexes like a smoking gun barrel.
Then, boredom swept over again... "Ugh..."
PL: 24,000 (Xiaolan is under the Anti Sense trait; his Ki signature is null and void!)
KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250
Resources: Antisense's Free Escape Attempt, Crane School Secrets, Vampiric
WC: 472
TWC: 472
KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 000/250
Resources: Antisense's Free Escape Attempt, Crane School Secrets, Vampiric
WC: 472
TWC: 472