"Well, look what the Tuffle dragged in!" Raditz exclaimed, ignoring the bald one for the moment. Let Mikan deal with that one. He thought. It’s not every day you get to meet an old...what is this guy’s name again?
The Saiyan marched towards where the Kabochan had landed, clicking the fingers on one hand at the side of his face while shaking his head; it looked as if he was grooving to some particularly funky jazz music that only he could hear but, in reality, he was trying to jog his memory. Suddenly, the name came to him as he drew closer to the other man, who had also been walking towards him.
"Daiz! The strongest man in the world." He said grasping the alien’s hand firmly...a lot more firmly than was really necessary.
In fact, it was downright vice-like, the way his digits wrapped around the other man’s hand and dug in like steel cables. Once the manly handshake was in full swing, he even tugged at Daiz’ hand, aiming to pull him off balance, perhaps make him stumble a little. It was a real dick move but, then again, he was a real dick and Daiz had had his own fun with the Saiyan the last time they had met and their positions were reversed. You see, these two aliens (if it wasn’t already obvious by this point) had met before, in a place not too far from here (when you could fly faster than the speed of sound, most places on Earth weren’t too far away), when a slightly younger and much weaker Raditz had foolishly attempted to steal the Kabochan’s space pod. At the time, Daiz had been roughly 7 times stronger than Raditz, a monstrously powerful alien already ill-tempered from boredom and the loss of his traveling companions. Despite the potential for disaster on Raditz’ part, they had got along like a house on fire and had parted ways on good terms, each expressing the desire to meet again someday.
That day was today! And this time the gap in their powers was diminished and, if his senses weren’t betraying him, reversed.
This is going to be fun.
"Oh, I’ve got a ship alright, you should see her! She’s big, she’s ugly and she handles like an asteroid, but she eats planets and that’s really cool." He paused for a moment, eyes flicking upward in contemplation, even as Daiz withdrew his hand and shoved it into his pocket to join its opposite number. "In fact, I’ve got two ships, but one of them can get super trippy, so that one’s for emergencies only."
He looked the Kabochan up and down, not just with his eyes but with his ability to sense energy also. He was definitely more powerful than before, several times more, in fact; something inside the Saiyan grew a little excited at merely being in the presence of another powerful warrior besides his usual sparring partner.
"That’s some nice energy you’ve got there. You been working out?" The Saiyan cocked his head to one side noticing, once again, the man standing behind Daiz as he did so. "You know, when I mentioned groupies, I had something totally different in mind, but who am I to judge?"
Now that he was looking in the direction of the bald Triclops, and I mean really looking, Raditz could tell that this guy was no joke either. Both Daiz and his companion were easily sitting at the same level as that purple buffoon, Captain Ginyu.
This planet is so fucking weird. Raditz thought to himself, turning back to the Kabochan, once more.
It was Daiz’ turn to speak now, and Raditz found what he had to say extremely interesting. Of course he did, he was talking about fighting! Considering what he and Mikan had been up to prior to their arrival, it was only natural that his blood was up and he found the prospect of battling with someone new too enticing to turn down.
"Oh, you are so on, Kabochan kid!" He said, a smile turning up the corner of his mouth.
The Saiyan’s eyes flicked ever-so-briefly to the left, just over Daiz’ shoulder, where he could make out an outcropping of great sandstone monoliths jutting out of the desert hardpan like tremendous tombstones. Without realizing he was doing it, Raditz’ brain began to calculate the distance from where Daiz stood to the huge red tombstones and, more importantly, the force it would require to send the Kabochan careening into them. His smile spread even wider.
"Hey Mikan!" He turned his head slightly to call out to his friend, but he never took his eyes from the Kabochan. "You mind if I fight this guy? We know each other from before. You can take the other one, if you like? Don’t kill him though, wait..." He turned back to Daiz and whispered. "...you don’t want us to kill him right?" Then, seeing the look on the Kabochan’s face, he called over his shoulder again. "That’s a no, don’t kill him."
With that taken care of, and without any further warning, Raditz rocked backward on his heels before launching himself toward Daiz at phenomenal speed. Pushing upward with his toes, Raditz seemed to almost hop forwards, bringing his right knee towards Daiz’s unguarded midsection.
"Think fast!" Raditz yelled brightly as he made his opening gambit.
The distance between them was no more than a few feet and his opponent would only have a fraction of a second to respond to the unprovoked attack, but he did have the advantage of knowing what kind of a person Raditz was; he may well have been expecting this kind of attack and that might just give him the edge he needed to throw up an effective defense. The Saiyan aimed to move this battle away from Mikan and the Triclops and what better way to do that than to send his old acquaintance flying with a friendly knee to the sternum? He supposed that he could have asked, but that was boring.
Raditz’ grin grew wider as he followed up his first attack with a second, a quick-fire beam of energy gathered and released from the palms of both hands. Whether Daiz fell victim to his knee strike and was sent flying towards the desert rocks behind him or whether he was able to guard or avoid the attack altogether didn’t matter, either way, he would find himself being pressured by a golden pillar of ki hurtling in his direction. Raditz was keen to get this battle started in earnest, but these attacks fell short of his full power, they were just love-taps. He wanted to draw every ounce of enjoyment possible out of this battle and he didn’t know exactly how much Daiz was capable of just yet. But he intended to find out.
WC: 1,145/2,328 (carried over from previous topic)
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1 & 2) Javelin Kick - 7% Agility - 2,115 damage potential.
3) Basic Energy Wave - 5% Ki - 1,500 damage potential.
4) Respite -10% Fatigue
- Equipment: Equipment gains discounted other than weights = -19% Agility
- Aura:Meteroric Orchid (+14% to agility)/Jagged (+2.5% to Spar/Battle Gains)
- Relentless 1 Spec: 10% Fatigue threshold in battle and fatigue gained is reduced by 20%
Strength:10,063 (10,063) Ki:30,000 (30,000) Agility:31,800 (30,210) Durability:19,000 (19,000) Fatigue:0% / 110% Health:38,000 - 0 = 38,000 Power Level:181,726 (178,546) OOC Notes: N/A.