Post by Chomei on Jan 11, 2024 16:22:38 GMT -5
When he'd woken up, Chomei had still felt the remnant burning pain of his bout with Steel. He brushed his fingers against his chest, pressing against it lightly. The pain didnt worsen—It seemed to steadily linger, unchanging. A scary development... That, alongside flashes of memory, dredged from somewhere deep within, only added to his growing worry. He stood shakily from the hospital bed that had harbored him—The fight with Steel had been brutal.
He faintly recalled using the Dragon Fist, but maybe that'd just been a part of some dream. Chomei knew better than that, He'd never use such a dangerous technique in a friendly spar. Ngh... More flashes, fragments of thought. A blaze out of control, consuming a wispy orb. He let out a frustrated huff. What the hell's happening to him... He groaned inwardly.
His first, immediate thought was that he had pushed himself too hard. Maybe he'd finally hit the limit of what the Dragon Force could provide? But if that were the case... Chomei shuddered, not wanting to finish the thought. It carried far too many frightening implications. Best not to think about it, He decided. Maybe, just maybe, the pain would fade away on its own.
He'd left hospice care that day, but the pain didnt fade. A few weeks later, and he still felt as dreadful as he had before. Some days it even worsened. He tried some medicines, though none had any real effect. Maybe he needed some magical help, he decided.
Which was how he got here...
Standing within Korin's Forest, Chomei gazed with his hawk-like vision past the clouds above, spotting his a floating object high above. With a resounding boom, he rocketed up into the air, kicking as he went to gain speed and momentum. He thought it odd that, the pain didnt really change when he exerted himself. He figured if the source of this was Dragon Force, that using it would cause some sort of reaction. He sighed, pushing the thought aside. He wasn't smart enough to figure this out on his own. Again, which was why he'd come here.
He'd heard from a little birdie that, someone he'd been looking for had made their home up on this floating dome. Not bothering to register the immediate details of the Lookout, Chomei took a deep breath, then yelled!
"YO! JACK, YOU UP HERE?!"
He faintly recalled using the Dragon Fist, but maybe that'd just been a part of some dream. Chomei knew better than that, He'd never use such a dangerous technique in a friendly spar. Ngh... More flashes, fragments of thought. A blaze out of control, consuming a wispy orb. He let out a frustrated huff. What the hell's happening to him... He groaned inwardly.
His first, immediate thought was that he had pushed himself too hard. Maybe he'd finally hit the limit of what the Dragon Force could provide? But if that were the case... Chomei shuddered, not wanting to finish the thought. It carried far too many frightening implications. Best not to think about it, He decided. Maybe, just maybe, the pain would fade away on its own.
He'd left hospice care that day, but the pain didnt fade. A few weeks later, and he still felt as dreadful as he had before. Some days it even worsened. He tried some medicines, though none had any real effect. Maybe he needed some magical help, he decided.
Which was how he got here...
Standing within Korin's Forest, Chomei gazed with his hawk-like vision past the clouds above, spotting his a floating object high above. With a resounding boom, he rocketed up into the air, kicking as he went to gain speed and momentum. He thought it odd that, the pain didnt really change when he exerted himself. He figured if the source of this was Dragon Force, that using it would cause some sort of reaction. He sighed, pushing the thought aside. He wasn't smart enough to figure this out on his own. Again, which was why he'd come here.
He'd heard from a little birdie that, someone he'd been looking for had made their home up on this floating dome. Not bothering to register the immediate details of the Lookout, Chomei took a deep breath, then yelled!
"YO! JACK, YOU UP HERE?!"
PL: 70,000
WC: 397
Notes: Knock Knock!
WC: 397
Notes: Knock Knock!