Looking for A teacher (Open)

[decimus]

Decimus was feeling like a different man. After the somewhat brutal training that his father had put him through, he had changed. He gave back everything that he had stolen, and he vowed to never steal again. He was going to focus on his training now, his power, his stealth, and his mind. Central city was his home land and there were many people living within that were so much stronger than him. He still didn't know how to fly so he had to walk everywhere he went, which he must admit was started to get on his nerves, all great warriors could fly.

How could he grow in strength? To the levels of the great warriors he had only heard about? It was going to take time, and teaching. His father was a great man, but he denied his son training, as he feared that the bond they had might get in the way of their training. He said if his son wanted to train with someone, it should be with someone he doesn't know. Decimus took his father’s advice and took to the streets, asking around for places he could go to train. He got a lot of “Just head down to the gym if you want to train.” But no one seemed to understand that simply lifting weights was not the kind of training he was looked for.

Finally though he came across men who mention something about the victory school. They said that there great warriors there, some that they even believed weren't Human; Decimus asked for the location and was instructed to go to Mt. Paozu. Decimus sighed at the thought of a mountain, but having to climb up it would not stop him from reaching his goal. He asked for directions for this mountain and was soon on his way. When he found it he ran nonstop up until he finally… passed out for lack of breathing.

But about an hour later he was back up and breathing, and continued on wards. At this pace it did not take him very long to reach the school, it looked better than he imagined. A lot of the time he enjoyed being alone, but training with someone would not burden him too much. He approached the doors and pushed them open, eager to begin.

[Zach]

It had been a few days since his near fatal bout with Gurin in the super dome but at least Zach was up and about once more. After the fight the blonde had been reasured that Gurin had in fact had nothing to do with Rito's disapearance and then he was in fact bringing his full power is the Prime Minister to bare in order to find the boy. Meanwhile Zach had been tasked with recoperating as he'd be of no use should they find Rito and he be in danger. It was clear that the boy was indeed no lnger on Earth but neither did they suspect he might be dead. He was in much more likelyhood, on another planet, either spirited away there by some vile kidnapper or left of his own accord for reasons he'd not announced.

Up and walking but still not near a hundred percent, Zach was getting restless. True his body had recovered from the life threatening injuries but the cumulative ones like his battered innards were still aching to the point where he had very little energy to do anythong outside of the physically mundane. He would have to wait a few more days before he would be back to his usual self, but in the mean time he could at least catch up on his work at the school while Gurin's forces combed the galaxy for his son. Zach did consider setting out on his own to search for the boy but the galaxy was so huge that even with the Damocles' great speed, his contribution to the search would be minimal and if he himself got into trouble, he'd be in no condition to defend himself or help Rito.

And so the day rolled around and Zach found himself strolling through the lower levels of the great stone tower he'd built some five years prior, when the front doors swung open. Stopping int he entrance foyer, the blonde turned to see who was coming in as as far as he knew, no students were on leave as were none of the teachers. The sight to which Zach turned was astounding, a young man, dressed only in grey pants and a pair of boots entered, bareing a resbleance strikingly close to his own. It was uncanny, aside from his raven black hair, the young man could have passed for a the blonde's brother. for the most fleeting of moments the insane posibility that this was Rito, somehow transformed into an older, black haired young man floated through Zach's mind, but his rational mind quickly discarded it as pure fantasy. Still, this young man's striking similarity to his own appearance was too much to be coincidence. Perhaps the Changeling tyrant who'd cloned Rito from him was still experimenting, however Zach couldn't fathom what posible reason he'd have for wanting to make more of the blonde and now with black hair.

"Afternoon." he spoke up and started towards the young man. "Welcome to the Victory School. How can I help you?" Zach greeted the shirtless young man, drawing to a stop a few feet from him. The murmers from the few students who'd been relaxing in the foyer were clearly audible to the blonde as it wasn't every day that a second lookalike to the school's headmaster showed up. Zach though knew no one would say anything, they hadn't when he acquired a son out of nowhere and they wouldn't now.

[decimus]

Decimus took a minute to look around. It was not what he had expected though. He did not see any teachers, or students. He thought that something like this would be bustling with people. He shrugged the idea off, thinking to himself that maybe they were having a day off or something like that. Decimus was almost alone apart from one other person in the room with him. Decimus was greeted by a blonde boy. He noticed straight away the resemblance between the two.

A part from the hair, they looked as if they were related, though Decimus had never seen this person in his life before. “Hello there to you, my name is Decimus, but you can call me Lex, my last name.” Decimus could tell this guy was the real deal, his power was phenomenal. He must have been the guy who was in charge, the teacher. This guy was stronger than anyone else Decimus had ever meet before, it was awe-inspiring. It even made Decimus a little scared.“I asked around and found out about this place. I’ve wanted to find someone to help me grow stronger, a teacher or a partner. I figure I would have the most luck at a school like this. I know enough to defend myself, but I have much to learn and am willing to take on teachings and advice.”

Decimus was trying his best to ‘sweet talk’ this guy. He had no idea whether there was anywhere else he could go to train, so he was determined to gain some sort of position at this area. Decimus was a little worried about training with someone like this though, so powerful. He didn’t want to die as soon as this guy flicked him, maybe he should have tried to convince his dad a little harder. Although he was here now so he might as well make the best with it. To be the man you gotta beat the man, and this guy, is the man.

[Zach]

Listening to the young man speak, Zach couldn't take his eyes off him, the resemblance was just too distracting not to stare. Zach was still polite about it, not going so far as to look the other man over like a piece of meat. He was a perspective student after all and Zach wasn't going to make him uncomfortable, that comes later. For now he was his usual self when greeting new students, polite and amicable. "If that's what you want, Lex it is." Zach responded and extended his hand. "My name is Zach, I'm the head master here." he added and waited for the young man to shake his hand before continuing.

"If you've come for training in strength then you are deffinately at the right place. I prize physical fitness above all else in the training regimes here." Zach went on and held his hand out to show the way into the foyer. "We also train basic and advanced energy manipulation, martial arts and endurance exercises, so the courses are well rounded. You can take your pick, mix and match and we'll be sure you don't go back out into the world without knowing everything you want to." the blonde continued on in his salesman routine. "Entry fees are minimal and we provide housing for students during your stay. so, where would you like to begin?" Zach finally concluded and then asked. Once thie young man was enrolled, the blonde intened to find out exactly where he came from, the similarities between them were too muc to be mere coincidence and if Suki was behind this man's creation, Zach was going to find out why.

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"Sir you can't...omf"

The blunt tip of his handle made quick work of the student watching the door. The back of his head was a prime target to silence him quickly and move on into the room around the corner. It was his understanding that this room was the one where he would find him...Zach.

Cannicus lusted for satisfaction, having won his freedom nearly a week ago he found himself unable to sleep. Thoughts of his many battles in the super dome clouded his mind, and rage of the lost fell on only deaf ears. There was nothing he could do, and nothing he could have done at the time. Yet now he was in a position to exact the needed medication for his illness. His fated meeting with the finest Geurin had to offer. Zach's name had appeared several times to Cannicus during his time in the slavery that was gladiator fighting. Everyone said that if you were pitted against Zach, you were sure to die. Such claims were prayed for by some, and yet pleaded against by others. Cannicus on the other hand found himself eager to show Geurin the mistake he made in releasing him from confinement. Zach's death would be an adequate first start.

Rounding the corner he found no such person, not even additional students. He could not have been wrong about the map he was provided by the shop keep from down the mountain. This was the very place, and Zach should be within the complex. Cannicus was however entirely human. The way's of power level were lost entirely on him, so he would not be able to sense the monstrosity, only see him when he rounded yet another wall into the foyer where Zach, and another individual were waiting. His heart racing, and his eyes set to task he spoke, likely cutting off whatever Zach was saying to the other man.

"You, the man with the hair of corn stalk"

He said, his language and accent mirroring his time spent in a technologically inept society. As a farmer and a field worker education was not a top priority, so it was possible that he sounded rather barbaric, and even more so that he looked it. Wearing nothing more than a leather vest, and a hard leather waist piece, leaving him scantily dressed, the man was dirty, and very muscle prone. It became apparent now that all of the men in the room lacked proper clothing, though Cannicus was worse off of them all.

"If you are the general Zach of the Super Dome, I would break words!"

He said, his left hand still gripping the gladius tightly, his right grabbing hold of the opposing handle, and unsheathing his second. The two swords gleamed brightly against the sun pouring in from the window's. From the stubble crossing his frown, to the red in his eyes the man looked absolutely insane, yet he was most clear in his intentions.

"My name is Cannicus, I was labeled God of the Arena, and now with my freedom I have chosen to end your life. So draw sword!"

He barked, his legs parting slightly into a fighting stance, entirely ignorant to the previous conversation of Lex and Cannicus, and rather oblivious to the idea that he would have to face both Lex and Zach at once. He didn't care, his body had been through hell already, and even death would not scare the warrior whose scars would never truly heal.

"I would not have myself kill an unarmed man!"

He would wait for Zach to draw his sword...that is if he had one. It was then that Cannicus came to the realization that there was no sword attached to the blonds waist. Perhaps he did not keep it nearby while at home. A foolish mistake, as a less honorable man would have cut him through already. Cannicus however had a code, and would not gut a man without proper challenge.

"Come on then!"

[decimus]

Decimus was... Confounded. He was trying to discuss his enrollment in the school, when some crazy guy came into the school and challenged Zach to a duel. "My my, aren't we just the impatient one?" Lex was finally getting somewhere when a stupid hot head had to ruin it, now he was annoyed. "I hate to interrupt your little temper tantrum but me and Zach where in the middle of something. Now, this man's name proceeds him, I doubt with the finest sword ever crafted you would be much of a match, most humans don't grow to very high feats of power."

Lex was going to try and do his best to be rid of this... man. if he had to he would quite happily throw him out of the building himself. "Now if you wouldn't mind could you please leave and allow myself and Zach to continue." Lex was always taught by his mother to try and use his words first to resolve conflicts, and he was trying to ignore his father's advice and blowing things up when they got in your way. The latter was much more exciting and satisfying but he was unsure how Zach felt about killing and didn't want to upset him, nor did he want to damage the area.

Lex doubt that this man would listen to him though, just by looking at him he could tell he was... a bit of a brute. This would most likely end up in a fight, and he doubted this man would back down, even to two challengers. Oh how he would like a battle, but he just waited for a response.

[Zach]

As Zach was concluding his sales pitch and inquiring to Lex as to what he would like to do first, a tour of the school generally being the usual starter, there arose from another corridor a ruckus and a moment later a barely dressed man brandishing a sword emerged. He obviously wasn't a student as Zach knew of most of them and no where in the school cericulum was swordplay advanced. Granded one didn't need to be in Zach's position at the school to know the man didn't belong as he said so himself. He identified himself as Cannicus and went on to tout his prowess as a gladiator in the dome. 'So I was right, that is the kind of trash that is going on there.' Zach though to himself as he turned away from Lex to face the man. 'He's nuts, or drunk... or both...' Zach continued mentally, trying to keep his cool as the man continued to brandish his sword with the intention of starting a fight.

Now fighting Saiyans and other monsters was one thing, but people from his own planet warrented more restraint and it was plain that this man was no monkey. He was plainly raised here, is manner of speech belying the fact that he must have grown up in the highlands. Zach wasn't a schoolar in the subject of languages but one knows accents when on hears them. Stepping forward to put himself between Lex and the crazed swordsman, Zach remained in a neutral posture, arms at his sides but legs properly positioned to aid him in moving quickly should the need arise. The other young man's efforts were noble but this Cannicus had challenged him directly and Zach wasn't going to have his students or even potential students fight in his stead.

"Yes, I am who you say I am, however I don't respond to the title of General." Zach replied slowly and deliberately. "I am Earth's best hope for peace and safety and I cooperate with Gurin at me leisure. If he has named me General it is not by my seeking the title." Zach continued. "You on the other hand I do not recognize. I have only been to the dome a handfull of times and never to take place in what goes on there. If you have issue with it, I am not the one you should be angry at. You have come to a place of learning, not battle and I am willing to forgive you assulting the young man in the hall if you stand down. If you insist on a fight though, know this, I will not draw a sword because I do not need one."

[Geurin]

Zach: 1,500