Prince "Kayne Mecha-Yeezus Arnold West" Vegeta (
misterbrief) wrote2013-10-16 07:20 pm
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- yuffie kisaragi
7th Taunt | Video/Action
Video:
[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.
Action:
[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.]
[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.
Action:
[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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[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.
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[He raises a hand, bending his fingers back toward himself a few times in a taunting gesture.]
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I'LL SHOW YOU LAZY!
[He didn't even charge--
Incoming Klausian from above, aimed to stomp your head.]
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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!]
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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!]
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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.]
alright if this tag isn't ok let me know for edits because idefk how to handle sphere of might
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?
I DON'T KNOW HOW TO EITHER
[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.]
Re: I DON'T KNOW HOW TO EITHER
[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.]
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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.]
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[He bounces lightly on his feet, hands up and ready for more.]
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I knew it-- you've just been playing this whole time!
[NO FAIR!]
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[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.]
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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?
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I've just been analyzing your fighting techniques. Seeing how you tick. I've got a few ideas about you, Cliff.
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[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.]
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[He'll push that button, yep.]
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Cliff narrowed his eyes and stared sharply at the man.]
You trying to say something?
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I'm just calling it as I see it. Now we can either continue or I can show you a thing or two. Choose.
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A Klausian couldn't take a Saiyan, after all.]
Just shoot. I'm not gonna leave here with nothing.
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[Cliff stared at Vegeta as he spoke, listening to the man speak through the filters of his own training and his ego.]
Oh, I remember alright. I still dunno how that's gonna work though.
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Think you can handle it?
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[It was a challenge, and Vegeta seemed to enjoy kicking Cliff's ego. There were few aspects of himself that Cliff held on to, but among them was his pride. He had enough of it to not be insulted by minor slights, but Vegeta had already kicked it over once that afternoon.
Cliff placed his hands on his hips.]
Is that even a question here?
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