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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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Great. Well, I'd say it's better to do without. You can destroy things just fine without her help.

Yes, I can. It's a level I don't like to go to very often, bu...it's there if needed.

[The wind ball is now pretty darn big...]

Just do me a favor and stay the way you are now, got it? [If she had to go that far and let the spirit take over because it was completely necessary, fine. But past that, fuck that.

He is also watching her still. He doesn't think that wind ball is going to be near as powerful as she might think it is.]

I'll try.

[And now the wind has grown large enough that she's ready to throw it out, the spiritual power lent by her Anima causing it to crackle and snap with silver lightning. Really, it's just an overcharged spell. But she focuses it into a ray and casts it out towards a stone wall.

This time it connects with a thunderous impact and shreds the stone like it was made of tissue paper. Granted, it's only some cinder blocks, but this is at 50% strength. Shards of rock fly everywhere, and it bores through in no time, ripping into a second and third wall. A miniature tornado concentrated into a beam.

Huh.]

Hmf.

[His face is unwavering as her blast hits the cinder blocks, truthfully not impressed at all. But she's got the right idea, and that's what he was trying to go for in the first place.]

It's a start. I'm sure you can do better than that.

You want more power in it then?

[She's not that impressed with it either, as it's a fairly limited use of her abilities. Is it worth the energy expenditure vs the reward?]

Of course! As much as you can muster. [Why wouldn't you give it your all when training?]

Oh...okay...

[And she starts over, this time infusing a truly massive amount of Anima into the strike.]

You spend all this time charging energy? Truly?

In some cases, yes. But over time the intensity of the blast comes much faster with diligent training. Like so.

[He'll demonstrate while she's charging her own blast, a simulation of solid steel walls appearing. Merely raising both his hands in front of him, he lets off a Double Galick Gun that rips through several layers with ease until slamming up against the wall, with no downtime whatsoever.]

It's as it is with anything at all. Practice makes perfect.

Practice makes perfect, indeed. But...is it really the most efficient use of energy?

[Bigger now, and this time it's growing faster, more rapidly]

In a battle, no. Unless you're using it to finish off your foe. And even then, you might not need to use it all. I just prefer to push myself in my training. I don't know how you gods work, but the more training I put in, the more my supply of energy grows. That might work for you, too.

It's similar. But there's little real reward that way. My energy, when unrestrained by the barrier like we are on a draft, is nearly limitless. It recovers so quickly that I'm regaining it faster than I can expend it. I'm not really at a loss for that at least.

I suppose it would be beneficial if I were a mortal martial artist though. There are some that can manipulate Anima, mortal champions of the gods. My own champion, though, has departed Luceti. The bond is broken.

[And when she thinks about Clint her wind ball swells even bigger as she forces the pain of separation from someone she loves into it.]

[He notices that surge into her wind ball. Hm.]

Then all that's left for you I suppose is to master the technique, rather than both that and the power put into it. [That's good, that will be very, very helpful for her later, he figures.]

Does it truly matter that he's gone? I mean to say is that going to hinder you in battle? [Honestly he knows what it is to lose someone to being sent home, so he feels that can go unsaid.]

[She grinds her teeth, letting it grow more]

It won't hinder me. It just...takes away a reliable partner. Clint knew how I fought, and his weapon complemented mine, and mine his. We could fight with and without my supernatural skills.

And...[Her expression darkens.] If I needed someone to fight for me, through proxy? He could do it. And do it well.

You'll find another, just as strong and just as capable.

[To him it's a simple fact. He knows the woman has plenty of friends, she'll figure it out sooner or later. He doesn't see why she'd need one, but that's her business. Some preferred to fight with a partner, some prefer to fight alone. He personally, at this age, doesn't mind either way as long as the job gets done.]

It's not a matter of that, it's compatibility. Clint knew everything about me, and we were friends too, as well as partners and lovers. You don't find people like that as easily as all that.

[It's enough to make her frustrated, thinking about how her dear friend is just...gone. Which only amps up the juice, this time from the spirit, not herself.]

Then what about Yuuna? Or is she not a warrior? [He guesses gods can do whatever they please with relationships if Clint was a 'lover' and Yuuna was pretty much the most important thing to her that he knew of.]

She's able to fight, but she's not a warrior at heart. She's more a priestess who knows how to defend herself.

[Gods can do whatever they please, and Saori is pretty damn monogamous]

Hrmf. Well then I guess that rules her out then, huh. [What's up with so many people not being warriors? You'd think that from all these different universes, there'd be a lot more than what there is.]

It's not really a priority. I doubt I'll be caught up in any sort of ritualized combat anytime soon, and if I am, I can always just have you kill whoever wants to force such a thing.

[Vegeta'd be a terrible champion, they have fighting styles that aren't really similar enough for her to be able to empower him or work well in tandem.

But the ball of wind is still growing.]

Me? As much as I'd love to destroy something around here, don't think you can just have me take care of all your problems like that! [No one tells him what to do! But yeah he'd probably kill them...]

If someone can force me into a ritual like that? Then they're probably someone you'd enjoy fighting anyway.

[And then with a final burst of frustration she finishes charging that shot, spiritual energy and wind fusing together and let loose in a torrent of lightning-filled air that tears a perfect, neat hole through a dozen slabs of metal in the chamber before finishing with a deafening explosion of lightning that turns a final one into superheated slag.]

There. That's enough destructive force to finish a small army, I should think.

Hmmmm. Perhaps. [He looks on at the destruction she causes, lightly grinning at the sight.]

That's more like it. All you've got to do now is work on that so you can do it at a moment's notice. I think there isn't anymore to show you on that.

It's still inefficient. I could do more with a tornado or a lightning bolt, I think. Since most of our enemies here are little more than mortal foot soldiers.

[Since she's used to fighting hordes at home, too.]

You never know. It'll come in handy, let me assure you of that. [Don't doubt his techniques!]

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