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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Jun 29, 2023 8:30:27 GMT -5
Missions Acomplished, The missions were solid, having to beat a Tlekuanius: A creature who could use energy was just a defeat and capture tasking....he did well with that. Stoping a golum from attacking a city, he took care of that... a defensive mission while Ghast unknowing stopping the theft of the lost sword which a man name magnus was after, having strong spells at his disposial was a high level threat.
Knowing Magnus he would be an issue in the Next Dimension, Middy would have to go to toffit to defeat him but with halycon prime and his primevils crew, that could be a problem. But would it really be an issue? Would he really have the 'gull' to use him as an excuse to hide his fear? That was a serious self question and even wit his team, it would be a massacre but realistically it was no different than another day in the saiyan army: There were always issues to deal with, there were always obstacles to over come and walls to break down.
Now in the ship, he was ready to do a bit of training, a spar of sorts with the good doctor... he didn't have his harden shield but he was a fisticuffs specialist and even with the shield for defense and offense, it was broken in pieces... it was disheartening, a loss of good kit so to speak... he knew the annointed shield was his best bet to get back. But time was slowly wearing down, as the week was slowly coming to a close.
He was training before in the training center, hours passed after the last three missions were completed; doing heavy weight training to boost his strenght and stamina as well as endurance working himself long and hard on the bench and working his striking katas on the punching bag.... taking his workouts seriously was the point, to get strong you must work for it.
Captain Fearjinn bed then tapped his scouter. "Dr. Ghast, i think we should have a spar to see if we each have improved... there's a spot on this planet, sector 43-D. It would make an excellent spot for our exibition spar." He stated as he was now flying towards the spot, 4 seconds away with powered flight... this was really going to be fun yet serious on this planet. He just wanted to see where he was going wrong.
Saiyan Empire Perk: +5 All Stats to Spars
400 TWC
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Jun 29, 2023 8:49:42 GMT -5
Champion lv 3, Insecto Nanobot, PLANET
Bringing the high lord Magnus to justice and having the saiyan deal with the colossus ended up being a good thing, but even then there certainly had been something missing. The capture of Magnus had been too easy and no doubt without the man's mind behind the colossus' movements, so too would've been the defeat of that giant statue and its rampage. Though the doctor, unlike the saiyan warrior Midnight, did not consider himself a warrior or a fighter in the first place, he did feel that with all the build up, with all the hustle and bustle that had been the source of this incident or situation, there had been too little ways to let out the stress and tension that came naturally with such moments.
It was because of this that the doctor was actually quite glad to hear the saiyan's voice over his scouter. Though doctor Ghast still wondered why the saiyan didn't just use their telepathic link, he did understand that perhaps it was less of an inconvenience to use the scouters' communication systems, especially when it came to security and perhaps and reprimands they could have gotten from their respective superiors if such a thing were to be happening. Using the scouter was thus deemed a mindful action by the doctor, who simply listened to what Midnight had been forwarding, utilizing the scouter's built-in systems to locate the sector 43D that Midnight had mentioned.
"Quite the desolate planet... of course a bruiser like Midnight would go for something like that, no need for any subtlety," Letting out a chuckle, the doctor vanished from his position to the small planet within the same solar system as Maverick. While the air itself was of a much lower quality, the gravity seemed to be slightly greater, something which the scientist noticed immediately when his boots simply caked into the dust and drit rather than whipping up those particles like a cloud. "Oh, interesting...finding a place in the hopes of not just granting himself the advantage of not having to be extremely efficient, but also one where speed and agility are being dampened severely...very interesting indeed."
Noticing the incoming energy signature of the saiyan at high speed, the doctor simply waited, thinking to himself that perhaps it was best to first allow the man to greet him properly, as would be the most appropriate conduct after all.
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Jun 29, 2023 11:36:23 GMT -5
The man was outside on the planet that was in sector 43D, this was a planet that he chose for this exibition match. The spar would soon begin and the scouter beeped, showing Dr. Ghast right in position of where the spar was going to take place, the saiyan now grinning and with a orange/reddish aura about his body , flew over to where the goodd doctor was. Making good time with his energy suppressed, he soon saw the doc and flew down, his elite saiyan boots now touching down with the dust being pushed upon reaching the terrain.
"Ah, Good Doctor Ghast... always a pleasure. Now this is a training planet the kekko special forces train on. The gravity is a constant twenty five times that of earth. The enviroment is tough and unforgiving, and i got this information for those planetary missions we completed, saying that i was a credit to the saiyan empire for assisting them. I actually got us a planet for a day's worth of training. So lets really take our time to really enjoy this exibition sparing match i verbally extended an invitation for."
His scouter now scanned Dr. Ghast and his level of power and stats came all through the red colored readout lense. "Impressive, you've gotten a good ammout of power now, as do i however." He snickered for a bit sizing up his opponent who was the one who beat him in a friendly duel. It was nerve racking to think how he would have to fight to defeat the good doctor.
261/661
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Jun 29, 2023 11:51:20 GMT -5
"a Marvelous trade off I'd say," The doctor looked around, reaching down to the ground with his hand in order to grab onto what looked like a rust-covered pebble, lifting it up and dropping it down again. As the pebble reached the ground, it simply caked the dust and dirt onto itself, no cloud or puff, just a simple thud was all one could hear. Realizing that the saiyan was using his scouter to meassure the doctor's power, Ghast tilted his head a bit, wondering if the saiyan still thought that what the scouter showed him was his real strength, after all unlike the saiyan, Ghast practically had his power suppressed to a measly small percentile of the true scope of his power at all times. Sure, even that number was still higher than the average saiyan soldier and far beyond what most planet trade organization grunts displayed, but it was hardly a marker for the saiyan to go off on. "I had hoped by now you'd understand my dear fellow, that power is never the deciding factor when it comes to victory on the battlefield."
Without as much as a word, even without raising his power level just yet, the doctor leaned a bit forward, holding one hand calmly behind his back, while raising his other hand with the palm facing upwards towards the saiyan elite. "Shall I once more demonstrate the virtues of precision and efficiency?"
Vanishing into thin air, the doctor reappeared right in front of Midnight as he had used all his speed to propel himself forward, using the arm he had been holding in front of him to aim for a strike with his palm toward the saiyan's solar plexus, only letting go of all his restraints right before he snapped towards the saiyan with said aforementioned strike. "Surprises, tactics, a keen eye for strategy is always more important than sheer brute force."
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Jun 29, 2023 16:24:31 GMT -5
The terrain was set, the good doctor saying that this was a good trade off: A harsh enviroment on a high gravity planet? This would make good training for the duo, the saiyan was now scanning the Doc to see what his current fighting power was at and after seeing it, he smiled. "Well numbers aren't always everything, its nice to see where you stand with somebody. Your not the only one who can raise their power at will as well as sense energy... remember... wait i didn't tell you so i will: I trained the earth defense force when it was run by an overlord who vanished after being killed... a true super elite she was."
Now the saiyan warrior kept his powers relaxed as did the good doctor... this being friendly to the degree where there was no need to kill each other seeing him jump into a stance with his one hand behind him and anoter han raised with the palm facing the saiyan warrior, he then vanished from thin air and rushed Middy with a serious arm strike with the saiyan elite now, the warrior taking the solar plex shot, his armor taking the strike like it was a grain of salt, the ground breaking underneath as he used his skillz to ground the force of the strike, the ground blowing up around him in a one mile diameter radius. The man was strong, strong enough for midnight to take seriously for the sake of this sparring match. He then patted his chest, the plating of the saiyan elite armor saving him. "I'll take the other twenty two strikes, after this!"
He now flipped forward, preforming an ax kick wit his legs shot forward clockwise in a flip, the first foot strike aimed for the top of the head followed by a strong spinning kick to the right kidneys, his speed paramount even when powered down, if successful he'd be feeling that pain ridden feeling, the sting of mortality.
Also these were powerful decisive strikes so he would be feeling the impact of the blows and would notice that they were strengthen strikes. Soon after he pushed himself back, and with his hands thrust forward, discharged three kamehameha beams from his palms, this being the way it was going to be. Even though this fight was friendly, he has to show his true resolve in battle, even if it was through a friendly match.
He now got ready to counter attack after launching his last energy attack, taking his fist into a crusher form of combat. He loved being in the saiyan empire as well as the access to training any style on Valhalla... even so this was turning out to be a really fun match, getting a feel of Dr. Ghast physical strength after tanking a palm strike with his plated saiyan elite armor. He now had his arms up, ready to preform katas against the good doctor... this being a very nice turn of events.
501/1162
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Jun 30, 2023 11:41:21 GMT -5
The fact that the saiyan acted as if the strike hadn't even hurt the man at all was both interesting, but also a bit...strange. Surely, with the armor actual damage was going to be mitigated a lot, but pain...pain was an entirely different thing. After all, even if one had a bulletproof vest that could prevent a bullet from entering their chest and wreaking unspeakable havoc, it did not stop the pain that was part of the displacement and impact. So either the saiyan was not normal or somewhat arrogant to think his armor would be capable of stopping any sort of strike over such a long time.
Shrugging his shoulders in response to this strange reaction from the saiyan, noticing the strange, somewhat highly inefficient way the warrior was attempting to strike. It wasn't bad, but utilizing a forward spin to try an axe kick was far from precise or efficient and a highly illogical move against an opponent who perhaps wasn't as powerful, but certainly much faster and more agile. So it perhaps wouldn't have been that much of a surprise that the doctor's most prudent move was to simply use the time it took the saiyan to flip himself in order to simply take a step aside, allowing the saiyan's heel to simply strike through air and hit nothing.
"Hmm, I noticed this last time...but you really are bad when it comes to facing just a single person, no?" The doctor thought it was perhaps a result of having to train with multiple weaker opponents that was a known training method for the saiyan empire, especially considering the use of saibamen to do this. Perhaps this training also made saiyans less apt at facing a single opponent without using too wild and too wide of a range of motions that were simply ineffective. "Why did you use such a highly inefficient style to try and land a hit? Yes, you are slightly more powerful, but I'm faster and more agile...you'd know not to make any wasted movements, no?"
Settling himself and once again reaching up with one hand, all the while keeping his other hand behind his back, standing up straight as he motioned the saiyan to go for another try. "Again, if you can't get rid of those flashy, wild movements...this will be a bit painful. Just warning you."
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Jul 2, 2023 11:33:34 GMT -5
The man was something else, he now smirked. "Very well, you come and attack me first and i'll give you a true sample of my skillz. so come at me with what you have so i can show the true arts i have access to, i have many arts at my disposial, it's not like i don't know how to fight or how to defend... I'm not holding back as i will show you," he now started using his roshi katas now. He now used invisible jumping to move twice as fast, focuisng on his wizard belt and now threw 4 strong weighted death punches at the right and left pectorial wit another punch to the chin in the form of a hook then complete the combo with the last weighted death punch right at the center of the upper body and torso.
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Jul 2, 2023 13:07:43 GMT -5
It seemed that the saiyan did at the very least understood the idea, the concept behind the doctor's words. It was better not to be overly confident in one's strength when the opponent could easily match it. It was also not smart to use too wide a set of moves within a small range. They were all simply pointers, from someone used to use precise and short range tactics towards someone whose entire existence seemed to be based on fighting multiple people at once. If this were a battlefield, the doctor would have surely relied on the saiyan's expertise, but in a one versus one, their battle had shown the many flaws of Midnight; his propensity to think strength was all that mattered, his thoughts on the use of weapons and tools. If Ghast had to call the saiyan anything, it was perhaps an honorable fool, one who despite their good nature being an asset, also have turned that good nature into a flaw. If he saiyan were to ever get better in battle, if he were ever to get in a real pinch, he would be doomed, so Ghast truly hoped he could educate the fellow in the importance of precision and a healthy dose of scepticism.
"That is a much better approach, I will grant you that," The doctor exclaimed when the saiyan started to vanish from sight, utilizing a technique the doctor had only seen a handful of times before. "But you overestimate yourself. Be mindful of your opponent and how attuned they are."
Just as the saiyan reappeared, the doctor snapped his fingers, allowing a thin membrane of ki to envelop him, protecting himself from the saiyan's incoming heavy blows, all the while posing a risk to the saiyan's own health as this shield, this membrane of ki ignited into flames the very moment his hands would even come close. "Not everyone has access to this technique, so I'd give you a passing grade for this attempt...again, try and find a better approach this time."
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Jul 3, 2023 9:52:26 GMT -5
Sir Midnight was really seeing his weakness, "All my adventures, feats and labours and nothing has changed? Oh yeah.."
He said as he shot back then focused his energy. "This is one of my emer techniques... emer short for emergencies... now an attack that can hit multiple people or seriously damage one person, we both have an attack that can blow up planets....but the point is, your a refined doctor, a healer of sorts with drugs and treatments, as well as other methods you'd use openly ... i'm a refined elite, my job is to stop the enemy at all costs.... regardless of whom or where or even how strong.... i know i'll have to be more then just powerful.... if i'm slacking now, the assessments...holy fuck it would be really scary for a saiyan civilian, fighting season troops and saibamen in high gravity... yeah... it's fucked up what i had to fight to maintain my position.... but i've been distracted... i don't know what it is... that can be the only explination for why i'm slipping so much right now.... it's wierd... i'm usually able to pinpoint the source of my issues and improve... it could be the planet or the sun, or the atmosphere that's causing this combat slackness."
He now looked at the warrior and now had his hands in pocket. "Alright now what i'm doing now is the pocket style. As you can see my hands are in my pockets. It's a form which specialises in ground combat... it's specializes in kicks, usually the hands are usually used to block but my 'remix' allows me to just focus on evading my opponent... it's a relaxed style of martial arts as i am a mixed martial arts extremist... now this style may work but it has a weakness... but first attack me bare knuckled, i want to see if you can find the weakness. Sparring with you is the best thing, you point out mistakes and i will correct those mistakes... so when ever your ready..."
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Post by Dr. Ghast on Jul 3, 2023 13:08:46 GMT -5
The doctor started to laugh when the saiyan mentioned the man being a healer of some sorts, which indicated that the warrior had no clue that the prefix Doctor was not just a profession, but a title. It denoted the man's absolute expertise in a given field. Ghast was after all a doctor in biology and chemical engineering when he was still a human and even though over the past few decades he had branched out and had gotten his mind to work on more than just those fields, being called a healer was like calling a soldier a killer, as while it did imply part of their job and expertise, just like he was so much more than a healer, a soldier was also way more than just an ordinary killer.
"I know what you're saying, Midnight," Slamming both his heels together and standing up straight, the doctor finally moved his hand from behind his back, seemingly holding both his hands in a somewhat comfortable spread around himself, the strange and unmistakably inhuman tail curving up behind his back. "Turning to try and test me, are we...I do like that, it's not like I can't learn more."
Slowly skipping up and down, Ghast almost looked like he was skilling some imaginary rope, yet after about a dozen times, when the tips of his feet touched the ground for one last time, the image seemed to blur, with a shade of blue visible in the slowly evaporating after image, while the doctor himself had almost instantly moved to eliminate the distance between himself and the saiyan, with less than an arm's length in between them, making it quite hard in theory for the saiyan to move his hands as he'd want to without the doctor noticing it. "On the other hand though...I AM a doctor and I have studied anatomy."
By holding his hands into fists but slightly extending the knuckles of both his middle fingers, the doctor's fists would in theory be capable of cutting while punching, something he hoped to demonstrate by first throwing a swift double consecutive jab towards the saiyan's lower side with his left hand, right above the man's hips before launching a sidewinder haymaker aimed towards Midnight's left temple, aiming to scrape the knuckle across the part right above the man's eyebrow in order to try and make a nasty and quite annoying cut above the eyes; the kind that would bleed and impair the saiyan's vision.
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Post by Middy Kelly. [Elite] on Jul 3, 2023 16:27:20 GMT -5
Sir Midnight was satified at how Dr. Ghast explained himself. Being a combat specialist vs a combat surgeon who was more accurate that the saiyan elite had to take notice, nothing right now mattered. The assessment? Well that could be at any time.
Knowing the saiyans, they'd send a super elite to assess him, they're were positions where the elites would test other saiyan soilders but when it came to elites assessments, the royal guard would call him in to test him, that's the way it was on planet vegeta... it was either the elite returns to get tested or the super elites go out and find the elites that they needed to be tested.
He now took a glance at the good doctor as he was getting ready to preform his physical attack, two shots to the side, he used his elbows while his hands were in pocket to guard against the two strikes, (Not bad Dr. Ghast... your concentrating more in your....) He now leaned back as another attack was coming to his face, feeling the vibrations in the air and he was on his back before doing a weighted death double-kick to the solarplex which was exposed, (Every time you attack, make sure you don't leave yourself open for a counter attack.) If he was successful, he'd spin on his back and get back on his feet; all this as his hands were still in pocket. (Try again Dr. Ghast, you have yet to force my hands out of pocket) He said telepathically to the good doctor, not insulting or bantering him, since this was a learning experience for both.
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