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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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Yes, that's something I'd like to know myself.

[Because honestly, Vegeta hasn't hit Firo as hard as he can yet. He'll probably get around to it.]

[Well, shoot. Firo's not sure how horribly hard these people can hit, though he supposes he should appreciate the fact that she's asking. He knows he should ask her to go easy on him, but there's his pride to wrestle with as well as the fact that they're on a completely different level than he is. Hard to him is probably nothing to her.]

...As hard as you want. I'll tell you if it's too much.

[Yeah, he knows he's going to regret that. But he has the elixir to repair a good amount of damage, so he thinks he at least won't die.]

Okay...do you have some kind of enhanced durability or healing factor power or something? I want to hit hard enough to give you a good workout, but I don't want to seriously hurt you.

[Especially since she's gotten stronger since that incident where she punched Tenten through a tree. Particularly after recovering from her cultist inflicted injuries. Near-death experiences do that to Saiyans.]

[He just stands there, pleased. Bulla asking him exactly how hard she could hit, that satisfied that devious part of him. He can practically feel Firo's ego getting cut down, at least he thinks he can.

He stands silently. It's not his conversation, but he'll jut in when he feels like it.]

[He does have a healing factor, but he isn't confident that these are the kind of people he should tell. At the very least, he's sure Vegeta would take it as license to do horrible things to him. But he also doesn't want to ask her to go easy on him--he thinks his pride has already been hurt enough by this family--so he just shrugs.]

...Listen, I'll be fine. You ready or what?

[Sorry, Bulla, he's not going to very helpful. He deserves what he gets.]

If you say so.

[She's still going to hold back. In fact, she decides to let him land the first blow. She'll start by hitting him just a little harder than he hits her and then step up the force from there.]

All right. Let's start. Hit me as hard as you can. I've sparred with Dad before and been okay, so don't worry about hurting me.

[Admittedly, he'd pulled his punches, but not as much as he'd have to pull them for someone who didn't have saiyan blood.]

[Oh, they were going to fight right here. He hadn't planned on that, but he certainly isn't going to stop them.

In fact, he's stepping back now to make sure he's completely out of it. If only he had popcorn.]

[He's kind of surprised too, but since Vegeta isn't protesting he decides it must be fine. What does he care what happens to their house?

He nods, trying to block from his mind the fact that he's about to punch a little girl. A little girl who could probably kick his ass, but still a little girl.]

Um, I'm sorry, miss.

[With that out of the way, he steps forward to swing at her shoulder. Not the best target, but he's afraid it would be rude to hit anywhere else. He's a pretty hard hitter for a human, but nothing extraordinary.]

[Bulla doesn't bother deflecting or dodging. Once she sees where he's aiming, she takes the hit to see how hard he can hit. When the blow hits, she moves a little reflexively with the impact, but doesn't show any sign that the blow hurt.]

Okay. Let's go outside before we risk breaking any furniture. And you really don't need to apologize for hitting me when I agreed to spar with you.

[Otherwise, they'd spend this sparring session doing a lot of apologizing. She leads the way outside.]

[He supposes he should be glad she doesn't seem hurt, but instead he's embarrassed that his hit seemed to have no effect on her.]

All right.

[He follows her outside and will stop whenever she determines they're a good enough distance from the house. In a fight, he usually prefers to wait for the opponent to strike, so he gets ready to react to whatever she'll throw at him.]

[He'll stay out of the duration of this fight, but he's sure as hell going to watch for amusement. He'll be wallflowering on the side of the house. He wants to see this.]

[Bulla's not planning on hitting him hard enough to kick him through walls, so she decides fifty feet is probably enough. She decides she'll hold back her strength so that she's hitting about as hard as him, if not a little harder. She's going to be less restrained with her speed. The whole point is to give him a good workout, after all.

She darts in with a flurry of punches and kicks.]

[He expected her to be fast, but just how fast she is catches him off guard. The first strike catches him right on target, and he hardly manages to block the following ones as he stumbles backward.

Playing defense isn't going to get him anywhere, he knows. So as soon as he's caught his balance, he counters with a kick to her stomach. With her speed, he realizes he'll have to suffer some hits to launch an attack of his own. ]

[Bulla blocks his kick, deflecting it with her arm. Now that she knows how hard he can hit and has adjusted how she hits accordingly, there's no need for her to take any hits he hasn't earned through careful timing and faking her out.

Since the point of this exercise was to help him develop his ki, she takes to the air and whirls around with a kick aimed at his face.]

[Flying isn't yet second nature to him, so instead of joining her in the air he ducks down and rolls out of the way to avoid her strike.

He knows being able to attack from above is an advantage, but even as he processes that, he doesn't start flying just yet. For one, he knows he won't have much energy left after Vegeta making him fly earlier. But he also wonders if he can make use of this position and pull something she doesn't expect. He keeps on his toes and watches for her next move.]

[Bulla pauses mid-air, thinking her next attack attempt through. She'd been hoping she'd be able to get him up in the air. He won't be able to effectively develop his ki if he isn't using it regularly. Hers has grown since she started flying more, and especially after working on ki blasts with her father.

Finally, she decides she'll try to make him go on the offensive, and hovers so she's about eight feet in the air. With one hand extended forward, she motions for him to come at her.]

[Well, shoot, there goes his plan. He nods and inhales quietly as he gets ready to lift off.

Hoping to catch her off guard, he darts forward as he comes off the ground and throws an uppercut at her stomach.]

[Good, he's flying now. There's not much point in sticking to basic hand to hand if he wants to get stronger.

The blow catches her as she's twisting away from him, glancing off of her hip. Bulla's reaction time is quick and she grabs at his arm to throw him. It's a test of his reaction time while in mid-air. Luckily, she hasn't thrown with the kind of force her father would. It's just slightly more than a normal human could manage.]

[All Firo can think to do is pin the hand that's grabbing him, and that's all that keeps him from falling to the ground right then and there. Even so, he's knocked off balance.

If he doesn't drag them both to the ground, he'll twist to try to knee her side.]

[Bulla has no problem supporting his weight in the air in addition to her own. The knee to her side surprises her enough to let go of Firo, though.

Hopefully he's prepared to use his ki to catch himself. Otherwise, he's got at least a ten foot drop to look forward to.]

[He isn't ready to use his ki, and he only succeeds in slowing his fall a bit as he tumbles to the ground.]

Damn it-!

[It's not a very graceful fall, but he manages to roll as he hits the ground. That's not enough for him to get away unscathed, but he tries to haul himself to his feet as the elixir goes to work repairing any damage.]

[ooc: Sorry for the delay! It's been a busy week.]

[He's tapping his finger against his arm impatiently. The boy has honestly learned nothing. Argh.]

Firo! Cut it out and use your brain! I can't even count on my hands and toes how many openings you had if you'd of kept yourself in the air!

Bulla, make him pay for his mistake! [SERIOUSLY.]

[Oops. She has to admit, she wasn't worrying about defense as much as she would have if she was sparring against her father. She's been trying to fight mostly fairly.]

All right.

[Bulla decides to go on the offensive for a bit, and she's coming in fast. She does pull her punches somewhat, but she takes them up a notch from the level of force Firo's been using. She flies in, and unleashes a barrage of punches and kicks at Firo. If he counters? She's ready to dodge and come in from another angle.]

[He has the presence of mind not to take his eyes off Bulla as he calls back to Vegeta.]

Could you just relax?!

[As he finishes healing up he's still slow. Her first few blows hit, but after a moment he manages to start blocking. If he can fend her off long enough, he'll take a step back and get back in the air to throw a few punches at her.]

[He growls, and if he could lean against the house harder than what he was he would. But he'll continue to watch in silence now, until he feels the need to speak again.]

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[action] don't wait for me, i'll have him jut in when he's got something to say npsnps

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