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[Hey, look, he's back with another subject that he's getting real sick and tired of explaining to people. That and after all the crap that's happened to him in the past few months, maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to let people know, especially after a conversation he had with Cliff recently.]

Now I'm only going to explain this to the lot of you once. Now watch.

[He's out next to a sheer cliff, at the base of the mountain range. The camera is set on top of another rock, as to show the Saiyan Prince with his hand raised and aiming toward the rock wall- and as soon as it's raised, a blast of energy decimates the wall with a loud boom, leaving it as a rocky heap, the dust slowly settling. Vegeta hasn't flinched, and is coming back to pick up his journal again. This may also give away exactly who was responsible for all those explosions that were heard from last week, if people are smart enough to put two and two together.]

Now, with enough diligent training and meditation, which you should be doing anyway, any of you can do that. It's a simple matter of controlling your energy, but if you're not physically fit enough you're not going to be able to do it. In fact, I'd be surprised if even one percent of you manage to be able to achieve even a fraction of the same destructive force I possess. Either way, that might be something you'll all want to start aiming for. And if you're too weak to fight? Fix it.

Now don't misunderstand me. I'm not looking to pick up students. But if you think you can handle it? Then come find me. We'll see what you're made of.

Private to Firo:

Boy, you've stayed hidden long enough. I've got someone for you to meet.

Private to Cliff:

I do believe you and I have things to discuss yet. I'll not have you jumping me anymore with those pathetic attacks of yours, we're fixing that.

Private to Saori:

If you want to see how it's done, I'll be in the Battle Dome the rest of the day. Don't be late.

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[As promised, he'll be at the Battle Dome if anyone decides to try to seek him out. He'll be actually in a chamber, training in a complete power suppressed simulation, working on his battōjutsu that he's taken up learning. Otherwise, those who know where to find him at home can find him at House 29.]

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[He's up as soon as Cliff flies off of him, hands now raised out of pure instinct and firing blast after blast directly where he'd thrown the Klausian.

Cliff had enough power in him, he's pretty sure...pretty sure he could take a few blasts.]

[He and Albel had bloodied eachother up to the point of barely being able to stand more times than he could count-- just for fun. They knew that neither would truly win or lose, but that was always just another reason to go at it. The only thing they could agree on was Fayt.

That wasn't near enough to keep them from going after the throat.

He crossed his arms before him in a defensive posture, acting on the universal instinct to survive, but that didn't do much to actually block the blow. None of his lessons or techniques gave him the tools for how to handle attacks like this--

It was like those damnable angels or whatever they were. Above his league. If he could only find an opening...]

[Standing up straight, he grins and laughs. Picking on anyone never, ever gets old, and even though he might not be going full tilt, he's still having an immense amount of fun with Cliff.]

Hahahaha! Had enough?

[His shoulders, his back, his everything ached from the volley of blasts that Vegeta relentlessly threw at him in responce to Cliff's eager, gleeful blows that proved he was truly just a brawler underneath his jokes and his political savvy. Groaning, Cliff brought a hand up to his face once his feet touched ground as he fought his way back to a degree of clarity.

Shaking his head to clear the funk, he cast Vegeta a look with eyes ablaze with anger and anticipation.

Only a brawler would find glee even as his blood boiled with rage.]

Gah--

You.

...

You cheated!

And how is that? I've only used my own power to beat you to a bloody pulp so far. If you want I can show you a few more techniques of mine. But I warn you, you're not going to like them.

[He really, really doesn't mind it either. There's no greater joy then bringing someone to the brink of death if he doesn't get to follow through and kill them.]

Gah-- You're using distance moves! I only punched and kicked

[Okay, they were damn hard and creative, but the point was the same. Melee versus range, man. No fair!]

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What, can't you use them too? Oh, now I remember, you were too lazy to learn, wasn't that it? [He knows perfectly well that that's not the reason at all.]

What was that?

[It was easy to set him rolling when in the heat of the moment. Cliff cracked his knuckles, ignoring the pain of that attack. Adrenaline and his hot blooded fervor were all of the fuel he needed.]

C'mon. Say that again. I'm not sure I heard it right.

Allow me to spell it for you.

L.

A.

Z.

Y.

[He raises a hand, bending his fingers back toward himself a few times in a taunting gesture.]

Oh--

I'LL SHOW YOU LAZY!

[He didn't even charge--

Incoming Klausian from above, aimed to stomp your head.]

Heheheh. [Now things were getting interesting.

He leaps backwards, out of the way, sliding across the floor until he pivots back into his own charge, flying at Cliff with fists raised to try to throw a punch right at Cliff's face!]

[A dodge, but just barely. Fist grazed the tips of his hair as he pivoted away.

It was time for a change of direction.

He shot out with a swooping kick, aimed for the knees. He's looking to take you out, bro!]

[The kick catches his knees, knocking them right out from underneath him, but that isn't deterring him from countering. Throwing both his hands underneath him, he catches his body, which is now parallel to the ground- and from there he pivots on his own hands as he throws a kick right at Cliff's stomach.]

[He was slowing down. The beating with the Saiyan (and being flipped multiple times into a wall) was starting to show. For all of his strength and agility, he still had nothing on Vegeta.

The kick landed, and he just barely managed to stay on his feet when he was thrown back. Maybe he should call it quits...

But no. His pride as a fighter and his ego were at stake.

Seeing the immediate problem, he took advantage of the distance between them. Readying his stance he quickly called his ki into his fists again--

and let it explode, throwing a blast between them.

Sphere of Might.

That was one of the few techs he had that was close to a ranged attack.]

[Woah, that catches him for a second. He was not expecting a large blast like that to appear out of Cliff. His hands go up, slamming his palms into it, burning them from the sheer amount of energy that it was giving off. This was good to know, he's glad now Cliff has stuck out the fight this far to show him this technique. The knowledge would help him later, when he would inevitably explain to Cliff how to turn this into a ranged attack.

But for now, he's got a fight to finish.]

So this is how you want to play it, huh? Arrrrrgh!

[He grabs the sphere itself, and begins to lift it up- and throws it over his head, behind him at the wall, letting it explode against it.

Breathing heavily, he rolls his shoulders a few times.] My, are you actually starting to finally get serious?

...

[Full stop. Vegeta's turnabout took Cliff by surprise-- that was something he could see Mirage doing one day, after she flipped him for 1173rd time and took another victory to herself. She would have known exactly what was happening on his end the moment he used that attack. Sphere of Might was a basic move of that style, lacking all of the finesse and fun that he found in all of his fights.

But his current opponent didn't know that.

Grinning like a mad dog, Cliff straightened his stance and stretched his arms.]

Yeah. That's right. I'm getting tired of this.

[He tossed his hair out of his eyes with a shake of his head]

I already told you. Klausians aren't so easy to take down.

[The words were light even though he struggled to catch his breath. This was as bad as any fight he's had with Mirage. Almost more so.]

Alright then. I guess it's time to stop fooling around. [With that, he powers up a little- his blue energy flaring around him suddenly, licking at his body.]

[And one moment he's there- the next he's gone. He's flashed behind Cliff without a single moment's notice and is throwing a kick right at his head.]

[Too fast.

Cliff barely had a heartbeat to register the boot before it landed and the white-hot pain exploded in his head. He fell, breathless, and grasped his head as he fought to clear his vision and maintain consciousness.

That.

...

That was one helluva trick.]

[He smirks maliciously at the Klausian.] I thought you said we're going to get serious? I haven't even begun to warm up!

[He bounces lightly on his feet, hands up and ready for more.]

[He stood and, still holding his head, stared at Vegeta. His earlier hunch about the fight, and Saiyans in general, was confirmed in bold ease and confidence that Vegeta carried with his every move.]

I knew it-- you've just been playing this whole time!

[NO FAIR!]

Of course. I haven't even broken a sweat yet. Ready to give up? Or are you truly a glutton for punishment?

[He'll go more if Cliff wants, but he also doesn't mind getting to the part where he might be able to explain to Cliff how to use that ki of his better.]

[There was the training at hand, but there was also the matter of his own personal pride. While he would love to go a few more rounds and fight until it was impossible and spare himself the frustration of admitting defeat, he knew his limits.

Cliff was going for broke. He knew he had no chance against Vegeta and his impossible level of capabilities, but that meant nothing when a brawler's ego was added to the equation.

He took a deep breath and cracked his knuckles in his hands.

This was no laughing matter.]

Who said anything 'bout giving up? I'd keep going...but I don't think either of us wants this to get bloody.

[His voice was still cocky, but it was all bluster. He would never admit defeat, but this wasn't like his spars with Mirage. It wasn't even like any fight between himself and Albel. Those were deathmatches. For fun.

He sighed heavily, not even bothering to hide his frustration.]

What the hell were you trying to prove with all of this?

Speak for yourself. You wouldn't be the first person I've beaten within an inch of their life. I've no qualms against that whatsoever, so if you want to continue with this little fight we're having, by all means. [He really isn't kidding either. He'll come as close to killing Cliff as he can. Because it's fun.]

I've just been analyzing your fighting techniques. Seeing how you tick. I've got a few ideas about you, Cliff.

Hmf. Figures you were.

[He wasn't surprised by the admission in the least. He had expected it, but he didn't think there was anything particularly special about his style. There were other, better fighters than him to learn from. Cliff just had the advantage of being strong and unconventional.]

So, throwing in the towel then? Because I've got a few things that might be in your interest, unless I've beaten you to a pulp so badly that you have to quit.

[He'll push that button, yep.]

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alright if this tag isn't ok let me know for edits because idefk how to handle sphere of might

I DON'T KNOW HOW TO EITHER

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