Testing a potential ally {Kaz}

[Zach]

Little more then a week after his near fatal argument with Gurin and just under a week from his meeting the young man who bore an uncany resembleance to him and the drunken swordsman, Zach returned to the sight of the intense battle. With Gurin's probes combing the galaxy and every concievable place on Earth searched, all Zach could do was sit back and wait for news. It was a terrable, helpless feeling that the eternal teen didn't like. It made him feel restless and his nights waking. Today though with his body fully recovered he was determined to do the one thing he could do, train. Gurin was busy off doing who knows what so the dome was free for him to use and use it he would.

Arriving shortly after lunch in the early afternoon, Zach landed on the heliport on the structure's roof as was his custom to avoid the crowds outside. Even when there wasn't some disgusting, barbarity taking place on the arena flood, the place was packed with thronging spectators, all clamboring to get a glimps of their favorite gladiators in the flesh. Zach had only taken part in two such public spectacles and vowed never to do so again as he could no longer condone this facility's purpose. It was public knowledge that the master of the Victory school abhored the place and ony travelled there alone. Never was an aterage from the school to accompany him and for a student to be seen at the blastphemous structure would mean their immediate expulsion from the Victory school. Victory stood for Honor and Right, not random blood sport and vapid entertainment.

Descending from the helipad through the service stairs and corridors, Zach made his way to the areana floor and approached the vurtual control console the computer system had been instructed to provide for him when ever he entered the place. Not wanting to push himself too hard so soon after recovering from his bout with Gurin, Zach set the controls for a modest 60G's and began an easy workout with sufficiently structurally sound gym equipment.

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The red and black anomaly, that Geurin had rescued all those years ago on the ball of ice, had decided that he needed a nap. Of course he couldn’t figure out where he had wanted to nap. The part of his conscious that he was more in control of told him to find a quiet place somewhere in the mountains. The other part, the chaotic part of his consciousness, told him to take a nap somewhere wide out in the open so that the people of Earth could enjoy the site of his chaotic skin. In the end after several hours of having a debate ensue inside of his head and one massive headache the chaotic nature of his personality that he obtained after absorbing Masu won out. He had decided on the center of the Super Dome.

It was rather funny at first to see the first couple of people notice Kazama lying in the center of the arena floor. The first few stared at him in curiousity and slowly a small crowd grew. Then the crowd began to freak out thinking that there was some kind of alien invasion. After a brief hysteria the crowd quieted down and instead took upon itself the job of wanting to watch the Majin sleep. At first Kazama did not mind the audience but as they began to chant and yell it soon became impossible for Kazama to find any sleep.

And then the gravity turned on.

Kazama’s eyes snapped open as his body was pulled against the ground with his weights as an added effect on him. He struggled to his feet in time to see the one person on Earth that he probably wanted to not to deal with. Zach. The blonde had begun his approach across the arena floor probably not even realizing that Kazama was there. He was in his typical garb in the fact that all he was wearing was pants. The xenophobic human slowly made his way over to the center of the arena slowly rolling his arms as he prepared to do some training.

“Hey!” Kazama called out to the human as he marched forward to do some training. “Do you mind?! I was trying to take a nap here. It was hard enough to get some sleep with the gawking fans from the tours yelling trying to wake me up. Go somewhere else.” Kazama said with an air of confidence to each word. He knew more than likely a confrontation would ensue but it would probably be good for the two of them. Maybe it would clear the air. Maybe.

[Zach]

Ready to begin his workout, Zach was just entering into the virtual environment controls the settings he wanted, a wooded area, bright and sunny, and generally pleasant as he started his workout, that is except for an irritated voice that piped up with the most absurd of statements. Turning from the machine he was using to see who not only had the gal to try and tell him what to do but was foolish enough to try and take a nap not only in public, but in the middle of what, when it wasn’t a detestable show house, was a massive gymnasium. Before he’d even turned half way though the teen was already speaking so his words weren’t completely aggressive yet as the voice may have simply belonged to an idiot kid rather then what he was about to find.

“Look friend, you picked the wrong place to take a nap. This is a gym, not a hotel. You can’t get upset when…” Zach started and completed his turn to lay his gaze upon the Majin. “…someone comes to use it.” Now fully facing the alien, Zach released the cables he’d had a hold of from the machine, letting the weights within the device go crashing down into the rest of the stack.

“Not that I’d expect you to know that.” Zach added, launching a verbal barb at the Main’s intelligence now that he knew who it was he was speaking to. Placing his hand up on his hips, Zach stared back at the monster and pondered just exactly how he’d like to deal with the situation and what was rather more likely to happen. So far as Zach knew, the Majin had been behaving it’s self so he didn’t yet have cause to annihilate the creature, but if the monster was spoiling for a fight and insisted on this one, Zach wasn’t going to disappoint it.

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The scenery in the arena flashed through several different possibilities the air shifted from hot to ice cold to dry to humid. Eventually the arena became filled with a thick forest blocking out most of the onlookers that had been bugging Kazama incessantly throughout his nap. He laughed a little bit as he began to saunter his way over to the bare chested, golden headed human. He was quite a physical specimen for the human race but then again Kazama could only assume he was quite a physical specimen for the Majin race seeing as how everyone that he had met was weaker than him. Then add to the fact that everyone seemed to be after his services like Zad or Geurin. In any case the Majin stopped with heavy feet as the ground sank into the dirt.

His eyes studied Zach’s body language closely for about thirty seconds and then laughed. He was clearly annoyed by Kazama’s ‘gall’. He had irritated the human ever since Geurin had saved him from the ice ball that would have been his grave. Kazama remembered how the human originally protested Geurin about taking Kazama in. He instead petitioned that Geurin exterminate the red majin right then and there, fortunately Geurin decided to take Zach’s request. However ever since then the relationship between the two of them had become increasingly strained to the point that Zach almost attacked Kazama in the ship on their way back from Vegeta.

“Well, you see I was promised the ability to live wherever I wanted by the Prime Minister of Earth, Geurin. You know the big green guy that keeps all the big bad Saiyans away?” Kazama mocked as the gravity continued to pull down on his arms and legs. Zach had found it entertaining that the human tried to insult his intelligence not knowing that he had been alive for almost two hundred years learning more about the universe than he could ever hope too.

“So, what are you going to do? Run around the arena five hundred times in the gravity? I never knew you enjoyed a nice jog through the woods. Or maybe is it the jog to work your muscles up to a nice glisten so that way you can attract some of those pretty men up there?” Kazama laughed as he could still feel the mental presence of the entire group of people as they wanted to see the results. As far as the final barb goes despite the Majin’s lack of social skills he had managed to hear rumors that the self proclaimed hero of Earth was hitting for a different team than most men. It didn’t matter much to Kazama but he figured that having that little piece of information in general would annoy him to no end.

[Zach]

Zach scoffed when Kazama mentioned Gurin keeping the Saiyan's away and dropped his hand from his hips. The Majin knew nothing of how things worked, Zach was the one who'd been involved in every major battle this planet had seen in years save for a few. He was Earth's primary line of defense. Gurin to his knowledge had only been in one. The fact that the Namekian had saved his life two, potentially more times, was beside the point. "Funny, I thought that was my job." Zach retorted and turned away from the Majin, looking back to the beefed up exercise machine he was supposed to be using, and grabbed a hold of the handles once more.

The Majin went on of course, speculating about Zach's reasons for being at the dome. It was funny to Zach that the red and black monster thought he could use the blonde's sexuality against him as some sort of barb. Zach though was perfectly comfortable with who he was, it was one of the reasons he dressed as he did. He hid nothing, it was all out in the open for everyone to see, including that fantastic physique Kazama might have also been trying to poke fun at. Zach was starting a set of reps on the machine but obviously this creature wasn't going to leave him alone until he was made to, confirming the blonde's supposition that he wanted a fight. So after just a few cycles, Zach dropped the handles of the machine and turned back to face the Majin and stared back at him once more.

"Running isn't my thing and as for who I sleep with, well that's just none of your business." Zach responded with an acidic tone. "But if you're so keen to make judgments about my muscles, why don't you try them out, huh?" Zach went on, lifting his arms out to either side in a classic 'bring it' pose. "I know you want a fight, well come on, you get one free hit." the blonde added and kept his arms up and out to either side, his abdominals peculiarly loose and eyes fixed on those of the monster. Not once did it occur to the young man that this wasn’t a good idea. He was still covering from his battle with Gurin in the dome some days ago and the loose abdominals were a clear sign he wasn’t in top form.

[Geurin]

(Pregrade for first saga thread)

Zach: 1,600

Kazama: 1,250

(Graded with heavy weights and Gravity of 60)