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Post by Dota on Aug 18, 2020 13:37:46 GMT -5
Dota frowned as the anti-ice kanji shattered and ate away at her creations. At least Trunks was about to deliver retribution for this act, as he came at Blu with a flying kick. She was trying to guess how this would play out when a hand suddenly grasped her wrist. It was just a hand, emerging from a fiery tear in space. Dota started to instinctively pull away, but it tossed her aside with surprising strength, and in that motion it also tore open the entrance tall enough for a person.
Patches of fire erupted around Dota, Trunks and Blu. The infernos were not all in perfect synchronization, so if one were to evade an initial blast, they may find themselves leaping right into the next. This of course was awful for the ice-aligned Dota, who was kept off balance as she tried to avoid being roasted. Meanwhile, rather than anyone actually walking through, the tear instead twisted about, washing down over two figures who stood watching with smug amusement and a general sense of superiority. The light-haired one was none other than the lord of the underworld, Inu. His younger, darker haired companion was Oukan. They surveyed the field for a moment, then Inu spoke:
"Oh, it's Trunks here. And...that other guy."
Oukan smirked at the jab. Blu was always receiving heaps of disrespect, especially from the family. Unlike him, Oukan had decided to never let them look down on him again.
"Well, if that's the case, I'll just have to alter our strategy. Oukan, go retrieve Dota, but carefully. She's quite old and frail these days."
Inu had a mocking tone of concern. The smirk dropped from Oukan's face as he silently and spitefully eyed up his father, but either through discipline or fear, he did not object to his orders. He turned to tend to his duties, flexing his fingers. With each crack of a knuckle, they became a bit more clawed and a bit less human.
Satisfied, Inu returned his attention to Trunks and Blu.
"Shall we?"
He sounded as though her were offering an invitation to dance.
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Post by Trunks on Dec 23, 2020 16:15:07 GMT -5
The energy that he felt caused Trunks to miss his target, but he used the motion to land and kneel down next to Blu. His wings wrapped around the mage. The flames erupted around himself and Blu licking at the Saiyan's skin and feathers. The heat and pain were all too familiar to the Saiyan Prince, but nothing he couldn't handle.
"Shall we?"
Trunks looked at Blu.
"You need to go."
Trunks placed his hand on Blu's shoulder, concentrated on Ayame's energy signature, and before Blu could argue the mage was gone in a blink. He used a variation on the instant transmission. It was useful, but used more energy so he didn't do it often. Trunks turned to face Inu. It's a good thing that he got Blu out of here. He was strong, but fighting against the very essence of hell was a little out of his league.
Trunks stared down Inu while keeping tabs on Oukan. Dota would have to take care of herself. Trunks clenched his fists and slid into a fighting stance.
"Well well, if it isn't my son and his pet dog. Oukan why don't you take this mut to the shelter and come home to your mother and I."
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Post by Sakabatou on Dec 24, 2020 11:58:25 GMT -5
Within the minerature spherical realm of winter created by the shattered the ice, Blu readied for Trunks's incoming kick. It never came. Instead, the saiyan was suddenly shielding Blu from a wave of flames, something he knew Dota could not be the cause of. As the curtain of feathers withdrew, Blu could make out Inu and Oukan, of all people. He was just lifting a finger and opening his mouth to comment when Trunks placed a hand on his shoulder.
"You need to go."
"I nee--"
But his protest was cut off.
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Post by Dota on Dec 24, 2020 12:10:38 GMT -5
With the flashy pyrotechnics of Inu and Oukan's arrival dying down, Dota was finally able to ground herself firmly and face her opponents. Lucky for her, they were still in the early stages of exchanging verbal jabs. Trunks also had wiped Blu from the plane of existence, or at least that's what it looked like. Under the weight of the saiyan's hand, the mage disappeared. Trunks always was a bit overprotective of his friends.
"Oukan, go retrieve Dota, but carefully. She's quite old and frail these days."
She rolled her eyes at this, but made the mental note of her current, assigned fighter. Ah yes, make her fight Trunks's child. Surely there would be no hard feelings if she crushed him under a glacier. She'd have to tread carefully.
"Well well, if it isn't my son and his pet dog. Oukan why don't you take this mut to the shelter and come home to your mother and I."
Oukan cast his father a glare, but the insult hadn't been directed at him. His eyes shifted over to Inu, whose grin merely widened. There was malice behind the smile.
Dota, for her part, decided not to sucker punch her friend's son, despite his distraction. Then, Inu answered Trunks's insult:
"Oh...! Spoken like the rebellious adolescent you are, Trunks. Allow me to make an example of you here."
He eyed up the saiyan's stance. Throwing punches and struggling about in hand-to-hand combat like some feral animals in the mud? Inu shook his head and sighed. He drew the Tetsusaiga from a fiery, ethereal void of a sheath. The hilt and guard were ablaze. He addressed Trunks:
"I'll show you the difference between a master and a mongrel."
Then, Oukan:
"Watch closely now."
With a single curved swing from the ground to overhead, Inu sent an oversized blade of energy surrounded by hellfire at Trunks. It was set to explode upon reaching Trunk's current location, regardless of striking him or not.
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Post by Trunks on Dec 28, 2020 23:18:39 GMT -5
"I'll show you the difference between a master and a mongrel. Watch closely now."
Trunks leapt back while simultaneously shooting a sphere of energy at the incoming strike. The strike exploded where he once stood. As far as he was concerned that was his doing.
Trunks yelled out as he ran in a wide arc toward Inu.
"Yes Oukan, watch how your saiyan blood can overcome even the most powerful of evil."
Trunks pulled Tapion's sword from between his wings. Gripping the handle firmly with both hands Trunks swings the sword down on Inu when he gets close enough.
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Post by Dota on Dec 30, 2020 22:35:00 GMT -5
Inu stood still as Trunks emerged from the explosion. Only his eyes tracked the saiyan streaking towards him.
"Yes Oukan, watch how your saiyan blood can overcome even the most powerful of evil."
There was a twitch in Inu's ears as the words registered, and his stern expression of a superior educating an inferior instead returned to one of plain wicked delight.
"The saiyan bloodline?"
The thought was interrupted as Trunks's weapon cut through the air. It halted inches above Inu's head, a dozen or more disembodied hands catching it and grasping it firmly. They varied in size, color and species. There was an equal effort of keeping the weapon from being pushed towards Inu as there was denying Trunks the ability to pull away.
"An entire race that exists to violently wipe the life from stolen planets..."
Inu lifted his free hand and grasped the hovering blade along with the other dozen hands. He slowly squeezed it, testing to see if it would crack or crumble.
"Now there's a powerful evil to aspire to."
His grip tightened more, blood sizzling down the blade.
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Post by Trunks on Jan 4, 2021 18:32:21 GMT -5
"Now there's a powerful evil to aspire to."
Trunks pushed hard into the hands holding the blade all the while staring into Inu's eyes. The sword could take a lot. He wasn't too worried about the blade... for now.
"I'll admit that we had our faults, but my family has done more than enough to redeem ourselves. How about your family, Inu? Did you kill Kagome first before breaking her heart? Or was that Kikyo? I get them confused."
Trunks smirked. Hopefully, he got under his skin. The saiyan thrusted his foot at Inu's abdomen while pulling the sword, not up or down, but through the hands that gripped it, like a sword coming out of a sheath. Hopefully, slicing them all on the way out.
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Post by Dota on Jan 7, 2021 19:22:04 GMT -5
"I'll admit that we had our faults, but my family has done more than enough to redeem ourselves. How about your family, Inu? Did you kill Kagome first before breaking her heart? Or was that Kikyo? I get them confused."
Inu raised an eyebrow, visibly perplexed.
"Those are not names you should kn--"
But the saiyan kicked him away. Any hand that did not belong directly to the demon lord himself disappeared, some in pieces. He snarled as the blade bit through his palm, staggering back a few steps. His golden eyes glared through white bangs, eyeing up Trunks suspiciously, but a glance over at Dota and he found his composure again. Whether or not his deduction was correct was not up for debate -- he was always right. With a small shake of his head he said:
"Ah yes, you do talk to the ice hag. Not the best source of knowledge, or you'd know how useless that insult was. Kind of like...oh I don't know....asking Dota about her family in the Stella Church?"
Contrary to claiming the statement useless, the blood drained from Dota's face, though an actual decrease in color might have been hard to discern with her snowy complexion. Inu's eyes drifted from her to Oukan, and at the moment they connected, the younger saiyan jumped into action, tackling the distracted ice goddess. Anyone watching closely might have seen him secure some sort of paper charm to her back before they hit the ground.
But in the instant that Oukan began to move, Inu was already turning back to Trunks. The blood had rushed down his palm and coated his nails, generous globs splashing to the ground with a sizzle. It ate the grass down to the ground and beyond into the roots. The soil turned a sickly color. The blood on his nails began to glow, steam rising off of them. What started as a low growl rose to a loud yell:
"Hijin....kessou!"
He flung his hand across the space in front of him, and bladed beams flew forward from his fingertips. It was similar to the sword beam, though in several smaller arcs instead of the one. And the hellfire this time lashed about like tendrils. The length of these flaming vines was considerable, and at some points they created a lattice-work of hellfire that jumped and linked between the flying blades. With a backwards swipe through the air, he let another barrage fly, this set also imbued with the same writhing elemental tendrils.
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Post by Trunks on Jan 19, 2021 23:39:02 GMT -5
Trunks too was distracted as he watched Oukan tackle Dota. For being the ice goddess she sure was letting the kid manhandle her.
The saiyan turned to face his opponent but it was too late. The blades of energy and fire were already on their way. Trunks swung his sword wildly knocking away a few of the arcs of energy, but the last of the first wave slipped through. The blade along with the burning hellfire tore through his shoulder sending pain rocketing through body. Despite the pain he didn't have time to tend his wound. The second wave of blades were on their way.
With one hand, Trunks thrusted his sword into the ground before him. With a flash of blinding pure white energy the blade transformed into kyuseishu. The blinding light was even hard for Trunks to see through. It was only a couple of seconds, but when their vision came back everyone would see the handful of feathers drifting to the ground around the holy sword. The sphere of white energy met with the bladed attacks dissipating them before they could do any more damage. Trunks left his sword in the earth while he touched his shoulder with his good hand.
Trunks had so much he wanted to say to his former master, but he was done with words. Trunks instead unleashed a series of kicks and punches at the embedded sword. With each impact a ball of energy formed at the tip of the handle and flew toward Inu. The spheres were pure white like freshly fallen snow. As they rocketed through the air each of them sounded like a chorus of angels singing.
Trunks kept close to his excalibur. It would work well as his shield too.
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Post by Dota on Jan 23, 2021 16:45:07 GMT -5
Dota had enough social awareness to suspect that murdering a friend's child, especially in front of said friend, was frowned upon. Despite this, she was sure she had instinctually lashed out at Oukan when he touched her, but he leapt away without so much as a flinch. Dota hopped up, eyeing him warily. Oukan, for his part, looked surprised to be in one piece. With a slight narrowing of her eyes, Dota prepared a spear of ice to impale him, but instead an aura of flames erupted around her. This immediately caused her to drop her concentration, which in turn caused the fire to die away. Oukan's surprise quickly faded to a smugness. The path to dragging Dota back to Hell with him had opened up.
Meanwhile, Inu was admiring his work on Trunks until the sword let out a blast of light that forced him to shield his eyes. The light felt hot, which was impressive. As his vision refocused, he saw the nauseating sight of the feathered sword. Before he could make any snide remarks, though, Trunks sent forth his heavenly attacks. The balls of energy were intriguing -- had Inu ever dealt with something like this from Trunks before? He tried to recall as he weaved about the maze of light, some whizzing by dangerously close with the sound of a holy choir assaulting his ears. It interrupted his thoughts.
"Enough!"
He swatted at a particularly close nuisance, but it punctured straight through his hand without any sign of stopping or slowing. In a scream of rage and pain, Inu swung the hand holding his sword upward. The ground gave way to his command, creating a rolling upheaval of earth and rock in front of him with puddles of lava splashing and oozing in the wake. He wasn't trying to topple Trunks -- he only wanted to dislodge the sword from the ground.
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