Post by Pankaa on May 27, 2024 23:16:50 GMT -5
"I've heard your warning, I'm just not heeding it this time brother" Pankaa managed to get out in a much more milder manner then before, perhaps grateful his brother didn't try to further argue on the point?
When it came to the win conditions Zhalla had no trouble thinking up of one for her own- "NO!" He'd shout back in almost an instant before thinking fast about the why on his no, he still needed Nero to not be suspicious but he was sure that if she saw what he was working on she'd tell Nero... "Ugh... I don't want to share any of that stuff with you" He'd add on without daring to look Nero's way, to be fair that response was also true as he didn't want to show Zhalla. If she didn't change her win condition though then he'd have to think fast about how to convince her not to talk to Nero about what he was working on-- If she won of course. He also needed to convince her to not have Nero come along with her during the win condition either... 'Hey can you hear me? Listen this is important-- I'll explain if you win, but can you make sure Nero can't come along if you do happen to win. It's important.' It was a long shot especially since she had no reason to be nice to him right now, but hopefully she understood it wasn't just for his sake. As for his own win condition? "I-I'm thinking about it okay!?"
When his brother started commentating their fight one of Pankaa's eyes would twitch. Zhalla was much more used to Nero's antics during a fight by this point but Pankaa had only really fought alongside Nero and mainly in serious situations. How did she not find it so distracting? Pankaa focused back just in time to grab his weapon before the Saiyan was swinging at him! Raising it up defensively as he hit the ground again this time on his back. The force of the swing hadn't only just knocked him flat backwards but had also sent pain rippling through his feathers as her green ki burned at him, making his grasp on the power pole falter and slip slightly against her axes that were pushing down against it. He'd let out a cry of pain and quickly go to grab it properly again but now he was struggling under the weight of her weapons against his a lot more and both were practically pressing up against his upper chest and neck. Pankaa spluttered and coughed, flailing his legs as he tried to bring them up enough to help him get her blades further away from his flesh.
Coughing a second time against the pressure a small trickle of violet blood would run down from the corner of the Avali's mouth, flecking the blue grass beside him as the two continued their struggle. He'd steal a panicked glance towards his older brother for a few moments as tears began to well in his eyes, looking like the same scared kid he was back at the Outer Plait, next to Zhalla he probably looked like he hadn't grown an inch since then either... But he couldn't always call upon his brother for help once things got tough, he had wanted this fight and Nero had warned him not to, the consequences were his own to face alone now.
"No, I'm not" He'd look back to Zhalla, "As hard as I try to be, I'm nothing like Nero at all. Not in any way that matters. I can tell you're not even fighting me at your fullest strength. I'm not like him at all." His arms would shake as they pushed harder against her applied pressure, trembling with frustration. Why couldn't he be like him? Why couldn't he of just been like his brother. He'd tried following in his footsteps for so long. "No one is free of fear entirely, you're a terrible liar" Pankaa would scrunch up his face to try and push back his tears and would further distract from them by spitting up at Zhalla, hoping to hit one of the skull masks' eye sockets with some of the blood that had pooled in his mouth.
Pankaa uses his Telepathy UT to communicate briefly with Zhalla where Nero can't hear
Pankaa takes the full damage for 38% Damage taken!
Current PL: 240,000 (x4 active, base is 60,000)
Resources; Extraterrestrial, Durability, Galaxy Brain, Tactician, Avenger
When it came to the win conditions Zhalla had no trouble thinking up of one for her own- "NO!" He'd shout back in almost an instant before thinking fast about the why on his no, he still needed Nero to not be suspicious but he was sure that if she saw what he was working on she'd tell Nero... "Ugh... I don't want to share any of that stuff with you" He'd add on without daring to look Nero's way, to be fair that response was also true as he didn't want to show Zhalla. If she didn't change her win condition though then he'd have to think fast about how to convince her not to talk to Nero about what he was working on-- If she won of course. He also needed to convince her to not have Nero come along with her during the win condition either... 'Hey can you hear me? Listen this is important-- I'll explain if you win, but can you make sure Nero can't come along if you do happen to win. It's important.' It was a long shot especially since she had no reason to be nice to him right now, but hopefully she understood it wasn't just for his sake. As for his own win condition? "I-I'm thinking about it okay!?"
When his brother started commentating their fight one of Pankaa's eyes would twitch. Zhalla was much more used to Nero's antics during a fight by this point but Pankaa had only really fought alongside Nero and mainly in serious situations. How did she not find it so distracting? Pankaa focused back just in time to grab his weapon before the Saiyan was swinging at him! Raising it up defensively as he hit the ground again this time on his back. The force of the swing hadn't only just knocked him flat backwards but had also sent pain rippling through his feathers as her green ki burned at him, making his grasp on the power pole falter and slip slightly against her axes that were pushing down against it. He'd let out a cry of pain and quickly go to grab it properly again but now he was struggling under the weight of her weapons against his a lot more and both were practically pressing up against his upper chest and neck. Pankaa spluttered and coughed, flailing his legs as he tried to bring them up enough to help him get her blades further away from his flesh.
Coughing a second time against the pressure a small trickle of violet blood would run down from the corner of the Avali's mouth, flecking the blue grass beside him as the two continued their struggle. He'd steal a panicked glance towards his older brother for a few moments as tears began to well in his eyes, looking like the same scared kid he was back at the Outer Plait, next to Zhalla he probably looked like he hadn't grown an inch since then either... But he couldn't always call upon his brother for help once things got tough, he had wanted this fight and Nero had warned him not to, the consequences were his own to face alone now.
"No, I'm not" He'd look back to Zhalla, "As hard as I try to be, I'm nothing like Nero at all. Not in any way that matters. I can tell you're not even fighting me at your fullest strength. I'm not like him at all." His arms would shake as they pushed harder against her applied pressure, trembling with frustration. Why couldn't he be like him? Why couldn't he of just been like his brother. He'd tried following in his footsteps for so long. "No one is free of fear entirely, you're a terrible liar" Pankaa would scrunch up his face to try and push back his tears and would further distract from them by spitting up at Zhalla, hoping to hit one of the skull masks' eye sockets with some of the blood that had pooled in his mouth.
Word count: 712
(Total: 3,556)
KP: 6/6 (+2)
MP: 4/6 (+2)
DMG: 77/250% (+38%)
(Total: 3,556)
KP: 6/6 (+2)
MP: 4/6 (+2)
DMG: 77/250% (+38%)
Pankaa uses his Telepathy UT to communicate briefly with Zhalla where Nero can't hear
Pankaa takes the full damage for 38% Damage taken!
Current PL: 240,000 (x4 active, base is 60,000)
Resources; Extraterrestrial, Durability, Galaxy Brain, Tactician, Avenger