Night at the museum.

[Jorlaxl]

They were trekking to the first of their two destinations: the museum. Although condemned at boring and stupid by many primitive saiyans, to the trio of troublemakers, the museum showed much more promise than what the civilians of planet Vegeta can even fathom. However weak the saiyans are to the World Trade Organization, they are quite powerful to the average traveler, and therefore planet Vegeta doesn't get many tourists.

Therefore, most of their artifacts are just that: artifacts of a time unknown. It's well known that many of the pieces of art on Vegeta would sell for a pretty penny on the market, and the three traders would be more than happy to swap art and culture for cash, or their equivalent. Besides, they can't purchase things with old dusty pots and pans, can they?

After about a half-hour of trekking, they eventually made their way to the front of the museum, and were instantly met with resistance. The pillars that led up to the entrance were filled with jewels, completely encrusted. Diamonds, rubies, and gems Jorlaxl's never even seen before adorned the pillars of the building, as well as the walls, which seemed to be made of platinum. He double checked behind him, to make sure that they were still behind him.

Why Caius put him in front, he had no idea. However, he took a few steps back and got in line with Serori and Caius, and looked at them both. His tail was safely inside of his body, and inconceivably small.

"Well, we're here. What now?"

[Caius]

Caius stood beside Serori, the Saiyan girl whom the vicious duo had taken under their wing. She seemed both nervous and excited at the opportunity to really find some action and engaging activity in the city of her birth. Caius stood beside her, feeling less nervous than she, but a lot more eager to get going. The light shining through the facets of the jeweled, ornate Saiyan art museum shined into his eyes from many directions.

He gave a sideways glance at the girl, and she noticed, and made eye contact back. Raising his eyebrows in a vaguely questioning manner, he turned back to Jorlaxl and gave a lopsided smile.

"Well, we get to thieving. But first, lets get inside the museum."

The museum was open to the public, and the demon took two steps up, walked past Jorlaxl, looked back at Serori, standing a few steps below, and waved his head in a gesture meant to beckon her to follow. He inserted his hands into his pockets, and a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead and dropped past his eye, startling him a little bit. He was totally ready to start breaking and stealing. He mentally calmed himself, and looked back and forth at the good-sized crowd of Saiyans entering and exiting at the main portal to the museum.

He stopped at the top of the stair, a few feet short of the main doors, and looked up. The metal they constructed the museum out of glistened in the orange, late afternoon sun. Caius shielded his eyes from the glare, and summoned his sword to his side.

"Do you want to do this the same way we did the bank, or a little more...surreptitiously?

[Serori Yakedo-Satsumaimo]

They had gone all the way to the museum. Serori had never done anything of this caliber, and was excited for it, though extremely nervous. She kept looking at the other two, wondering what they would do. She would follow their lead, since they seemed to have done things like this before.

The museum was magnificent. Jewels and gems adorned the pillars, the walls appeared to be made of precious metal, possibly platinum. The museum was shunned by most Saiyans as unattractive, and boring, since it didn't get changed often. And Vegeta didn't get many visitors, since the Saiyans were mostly a warrior race, very violent. So Serori was not surprised to see that there was hardly anyone here. She again looked at Caius, who happened to be looking at her, and made eye contact. He smiled, raising his eyebrows in a vaguely questioning manner. What was that supposed to mean? Caius then walked up to the doors, hands nonchalantly placed in his pockets. He looked back at Jorlaxl.

"Do you want to do this the same way we did the bank, or a little more...surreptitiously?" He materialized his sword at his side, whilst he awaited Jorlaxl's response. Serori saw a bead of sweat fall down his face, and saw the surprise in his eyes. What was up with him? This act of nervousness put Serori's already tensed nerves even more on edge. Was he unsure whether they'd be able to pull it off? Serori was already tentative about being with them. Though they seemed likeable enough, if they really wanted to, they could wipe her into a blood smear on the ground. For all she knew, this could be a ploy. She had to be careful, in case she accidentally said or did something to give them away before it was time.

[Jorlaxl]

Jorlaxl was ready and willing to get started. Caius stepped forward, looking anxious. That confused Jorlaxl for a moment. Why did he look so nervous? There was nothing different going on than usual. Did he expect something stronger than normal to happen? At this, Jorlaxl got a tinge of worry in his bones. He didn't know what to think anymore. Caius was almost never nervous. And it seemed that Serori noticed as well. She looked shaken. Jorlaxl resolved to be the strong one here. He assumed a calm countenance and stepped past Caius.


"Do you want to do this the same way we did the bank, or a little more...surreptitiously?"


This made Jorlaxl even more nervous. Of the three, Caius seemed to be the most at home with wanton destruction. Now he was offering a more stealthy approach. What's wrong with Caius? Regardless, Jorlaxl seemed to be the deciding factor here. So he took initiative. Looking around, he decided to do the simple thing, which was to walk in.

Turning his head, he said "Okay guys, all we need to do is nonchalantly take everything you can. If you get caught, the other two will help you out. Let's be as stealthy as possible."

With that, he walked into the museum, and immediately went to the left wing of the building. He wasn't looking for anything in particular, he was just looking around. After about 5 minutes of searching, he found what he assumed he was subconsciously looking for: a set of armor, placed in a glass case, which didn't have any security systems around it.

It was exceptionally new, something that one wouldn't think would be in a museum. Puzzled, Jorlaxl looked at the card underneath and read "The remains of the armor of Toma, the saiyan warrior who fought alongside Bardock." Interested, Jorlaxl slowly started to take off the armor from the glass case, and slowly put it on. It was exceptionally heavy, and Jorlaxl was hardly able to put it on. When he finally managed to put the clunker on, he noticed it fit around him perfectly, most likely a part of the armor's functions.

He instantly felt his own power drop, and he didn't know what to think of the armor. It was insanely hard for him to walk around, and he felt like running was impossible, and flying was out of the question. He awkwardly walked around, and felt that he was much weaker than the was just 5 minutes ago. He felt that if anyone would read his powerlevel, it would appear to be much weaker.

This was heavy weighted armor, and he knew it would serve him well.

((This post was after I purchased heavy weighted armor, and I wanted to roleplay receiving it.))

[Caius]

As the trio walked into the museum, the bored security guards didn't spare them a second look. Caius wasn't entirely sure why he felt as if were standing on the edge of a knife. Some sixth sense was telling him to watch out for something, maybe? Or was he just eager for action after so many days of inaction? Every sound made Caius twitch. Even the light, sibilant rasp of Serori's skin against her clothing made every modicum of sense in his head rattle around like dice in a cup. A ringing in his ears distracted him, as he stalked the East Wing of the museum. The pair had already pilfered a few expensive looking jewels, and Caius had cut a few out of the walls with his blade, and pocketed them.

He turned to his Saiyan companion, trying the least he could to betray his unease. The wayward sweat droplets and the pale color of his face made it hard.

"Don't worry, the fun part will be getting out of here with our haul."

Caius looked at a portrait on a wall. It displayed a bald saiyan, in traditional armor. He had a small mustache. He was looking off into a sunset, wistfully smiling. It was very well done. A plaque below said, "Goddammit Nappa~ Portrait painted by King Vegeta the 2nd, in memoriam. Valued at 35 million Zeni."

"Whoa hahahaha...we could probably palm this off in the art underworld for a good pile of cash."

Caius walked over and everything about this told him not to take the painting. The ringing in his head was a loud booming. He laid his hands on the ornate wood framing the painting, and was surprised by how easily they slipped off...were his hands that sweaty? He dried them against the back of his jeans, and lifted the painting off it's stud. As he pulled it away from his wall, a high beeping noise went off.

Uh oh...

In another room, he heard heavy thumps against the ground. Voices, Saiyan from the sound of it, military from the tone. It had been a set-up. Possibly to capture the two terrorists killing civilians and robbing banks around the city, the Saiyan Army had attempted to lay a trap for the two. They didn't really think any of them would make it out alive, did they? Caius's unease overflowed, and converted to an empty-minded battle trance. He ignored whatever reaction Serori was having to the events, and still holding the expensive portrait, began walking towards the main hall that the soldiers were in.

[Serori Yakedo-Satsumaimo]

(lol goddammit nappa)

Serori had followed Caius, and Jorlaxl had gone his own way. She'd helped Caius pry gems off the walls with her katana. Caius seemed pretty on edge, and this was not helping Serori. She kept wondering what might happen to her. She quietly reached out for a valuable stone on display, and pocketed it. She wasn't sure where they would hock this for money, but Caius and Jorlaxl seemed to know what they were doing. Or so she hoped, as Caius looked more nervous than ever. His face had gone pale, and he was sweating.

"Don't worry, the fun part will be getting out of here with our haul."

Suddenly they came across a painting of a bald Saiyan, looking off into the sunset. Caius walked up to it, admiringly. He explained that this portrait should fetch a pretty high price. He seemed to be slightly fidgety, sweat adorning his hands, making it harder to pick up the wood surrounded painting. When this met with little success, he wiped his hands on his pants, and tried again. This was met with a loud ringing sound, an alarm. There were loud thumps coming from another room, along with the Makaioshin's muttered "uh oh." Caius seemed to know what was going on, and immediately went into battle mode, and left Serori there to go find where the noise was coming from.

Serori panicked. She was on edge, sweating, nervous, schizophrenic, and now, a loud beeping, and the obvious sounds of guards coming for them. This sent her over. She panicked, and lost control of her body momentarily. Falling to the floor, she proceeded to spin around, yelling "I'm freaking out! I'm freaking out!" 'COMPOSE YOURSELF DAMMIT! THIS IS NOT THE TIME OR PLACE FOR THIS! NEVER WILL IT EVER BE!' Serori shouted at herself in her mind. She regained control of herself, hoping Caius hadn't seen that little 'show'. If he had, he would probably put it to her comedical skills.

Serori quickly followed Caius to wherever he was going. Maybe he would protect her from whatever was to follow, although she could probably help out in her own way.

[Jorlaxl]

Jorlaxl took a few tentative steps, and slowly started walking, much like a turtle. He was sure that to any onlookers, he looked quite hilarious. To his chagrin, he couldn't help but think in the back of his head how long it would take for Caius to stop laughing at him. He slowly trudged along through the halls of the museum, trying to grow accustomed to such a heavy set of armor. As he progressed, he only felt it getting harder; he was wearing out. He felt that his power level was almost completely blocked out by this armor, and he couldn't tell if it was a blessing, or a curse.

He supposed that while fighting to the death, it would be quite prudent to remove the armor. However, it would take a few moments to unlatch the latches, and that might be the difference between life and death. However, the advantages dwarfed the small con of time. He could now suppress his power, making it seem miniscule compared to it's true levels. Also, the training advantages blew Jorlaxl's mind. He will never train the same way again. His muscles started aching again with the fresh memory of gravity simulation. How would it be when he tries training in this?

Looking down the hallway and into another room, he saw Caius, examining a painting of a balding saiyan on the wall. It was quite lavish, and seemed to be quite valuable. Jorlaxl snorted as he watched Caius muck up his first try, and then go at it again. Finally, the painting gave, and it slid off of the bolts on the wall. Suddenly, Jorlaxl heard the sirens, and cursed Caius with every ounce of his being. He was caught!

Checking his surroundings, he immediately noticed the platoon of saiyan guards rush around the area, and he saw both Caius and Serori run in the same direction, towards the exit of the building. Belatedly, he noticed that Serori got on the ground, and started spinning around, and he found that quite hilarious. He would have laughed out loud if it wasn't for the impending doom about to close around them all.

Horror stricken, Jorlaxl suddenly realized that he was in the most trouble of the trio of thieves. His weighted armor cut his effective battle power by much more than half, and these saiyans would actually pose a challenge in groups. He needed to escape, and fast! Unfortunately for him, being fast was completely out of the question. Walking caused him pain, and running would be nigh impossible. He resigned himself to walking slowly, trying not to cause attention. Holding his head down so no guards could match him to his previously caused crimes, he slowly started towards the end of the building, and it was slow going indeed.

[Caius]

With a mean glint to his eyes, Caius held out his hands and summoned his sword. His trusty blade, whom he'd taken to calling Excalibur in his mind, appeared, hilt in his right hand, sheath in his left. He drew the sword out of its sheath, and the ring of metal against metal echoed throughout the museum as the guards turned the corners into the large east wing of the museum. Out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed two things. A noticeably burdened Jorlaxl, apparently the fool had decided it'd be a great idea to pilfer a heavy full suit of Saiyan armor. He also saw Serori suffer under her stress and have a small breakdown. She managed to get her emotions under control quick enough before Caius could reprimand her.

In a situation like this, he could not excuse such antics. If the mere sight of a few Saiyan military units made her collapse under the strain, the WTO would have no use for her. It was funny, however, and Caius laughed a mean, raucous laugh, aurally dichotomous from his previous, cheeky laugh. For whatever reason he unnaturally wished to fight tonight, and he would have nobody ruin the fun, be it Serori and her inability to hold herself together, or Jorlaxl and his bad ideas.

"FOR NARNIA!"

With this esoteric battle cry, the Makaioshin powered up to his full powerlevel, and showed his true form, the Shiroi Makaioshin. His canine teeth grew out slightly, and he stood a few inches taller than he did before. Most noticeably, his turquoise aura began to arc off with small bolts of energy to nearby objects. The look of surprise on the faces of the Saiyan guards was priceless. Capitalizing on their surprise, the demon threw his blade up into the air, and the lights on the ceiling glinted off the cruel edge ofthe demon's sword. The guards, their veneer of discipline shattered entirely by the revelation of their adversary's true power level, all looked up at the shining sword. Caius swept his arm through the air, launching many projectiles of his Death Wave at them, completely obliterating the wall behind them, and taking many priceless treasures with it. A couple of guards took the blasts directly, and died instantly. Others had the presence of mind to avoid the blanket attack, but were thrown by the subsequent explosions.

"GOTTA HAVE ME SOME BOATS AND HOES!"

Another interesting epigram from the Makaioshin punctuated his next attack. With his telekinetic abilities, he sent his sword plummeting towards a Saiyan soldier who was only just recovering from Caius's first attack. Screaming, the weakling barely scampered out of the way, as the blade penetrated into the floor of the museum, a good 6 feet.

Caius confidently crossed his arms, and gazed defiantly at the contingent of guards, awaiting either of his allies to blindside the stunned Saiyans with an attack. There were still many of them left, and having recovered, a few were throwing themselves towards the cocky demon, their fists at the ready.

[Serori Yakedo-Satsumaimo]

Serori paid no attention to what was going on around her with Caius and Jorlaxl. If she had, she would have noted in her head the stupid armor Jor was wearing. It was obviously really heavy, and the way he walked, it made him look like a tortoise. He also seemed much weaker than last time Serori had seen him, which was just moments ago. As for Caius, she did notice the blast that decimated an entire wall, some valuables, precious gems, and half of the guards. But after her breakdown, she was furious. She let herself go. She had gained all her energy back from before, and immediately started to attack remaining guards.

She started with the most obvious one, the closest, with a quick, sharp kick up the chin, incapacitating him. She quickly turned to the one left of her, hit him hard under the nose with her palm, shoving the cartilage into his brain. A left hook and right hook, and a kick to the chest was sent to the next one, before Kaioken took effect. Her power tripled as she turned to a fourth guard, who looked genuinely scared. She smiled menacingly, and feigned to the left. When he moved that way, she punched at his ribs, right through his heart, all the way through his whole body. Blood spattered her, as she turned to the remaining guards, eyes red, blood dripping from her hands. She was hunched, and baring her teeth in a horrifying grin.

"Anyone else want some?" She said in an almost demonic voice. She had completely snapped, and only Jorlaxl or Caius could get her out of it.

[Jorlaxl]

Jorlaxl was ready and waiting by the door when two things happened, neither of which he could honestly say he anticipated. The first was the most obvious one: Caius went into his demonic aura and started massacring the guards right and left. The demon was going on a rampage, and both blood and bone was splattered everyone on the floor, everywhere Jorlaxl looked. He crouched down (with difficulty, his armor was so heavy!) and the flash that Caius caused made the wall completely cease to exist.

The second thing was Serori going into a mad rage. Using her power up, she easily tripled her fighting power, thus making her at this moment more powerful than Jorlaxl. But she didn't know that, and Jorlaxl planned to keep it that way. Weakness was something to be eradicated, even if it was his own. As soon as he escaped this museum, he had a date with the gravity simulator. Morbidly, he wondered if Serori would turn on him if she sensed his weakness, however slight. She would be in for a surprise, though. He still had his power up...

Serori went completely wild on the guards, tearing a hole through one, and breaking the cartilage of the nose of the other. A few more were completely destroyed, and Jorlaxl suddenly started chuckling, still by the door. So she was useful, after all. What he had in sophistication was easily made up by her blind rage. And Caius had the chaotic ability that made their trio complete. He really couldn't see it any better. Laughing, he said to Serori, loud enough for Caius to hear:

"Ah, well done Serori! But if your blind rage is over, we really should be going. The guards are keep coming, and there's no sign of stopping. If we're going to leave, we should probably do it now."

As if on cue, as soon as he finished speaking, a heavily armored guard came running out and charged Jorlaxl immediately, which seemed to him that he was powerful enough to sense energy and saw him as the weakest thief. However, his folly would soon be known to the whole building. Smirking to himself, Jorlaxl sidestepped the guard's blind charge, and he grabbed the saiyan by the feet, holding him up. He started sweating as he held him. This armor was horrible!

With his other hand, he shot magic missiles point blank into the guard's head, making it explode in a flurry of blood and shattered bone. The gore splashed all over the priceless artifacts, and would surely be ruined. Letting the remains of the body drop, Jorlaxl turned and faced Serori and Caius, smiling.

"Now, we really must hurry. More guards are probably on their way."

[Caius]

The guards rushed the Makaioshin who'd torn through their ranks like a hacksaw through a piece of paper. Caius used his telekinesis to hoist two guards up in the air by their feet, their surprsied screams echoing through the building, unhindered by the wall that was once there. Throwing them aside, he lifted his sword into the air, and let it fly towards the back of the knee of the guard closest him, making him fall to the ground with a scream. No killing blows whatsoever. For whatever reason, Caius was feeling a lot less bloodthirsty in his fights, something about the prospect of murder as an act didn't excite him as much. He attributed it to some quirk of his demon mind, rather than some growing morality. The destroyed wall of the building didn't seem structurally integral, as the museum itself showed no sign of falling in any time soon. Caius took this as an incentive to continue blowing things up.

Night had slowly fallen outside, as the trio had been gallivanting inside the museum. Serori's nervous breakdown had left her a murderous individual. As Caius fought off the guards who were attacking him, Serori was easily dispatching of them 1 by 1, in very violent routine. She finished her killing spree with a fist to the chest of a guard, and with an bloodthirsty grin taunted the guard's peers. Seeing the demon easily disable their friends, and seeing the traitor Saiyan murder them in cold blood, the guards began to falter. There were about 10 left alive.

"Are we not highly wanted criminals? Is this the best Saru City can do?"

Caius arrogantly put down the martial skills of the guards. Truth be told, they were probably well trained fighters. They were just outclassed by their enemies. Jorlaxl, hindered by his armor, managed to kill one of them with his missiles, before suggesting the trio leave the premises.

Caius, giving him a curt nod, blew a hole wide open in the ceiling, bathing them in the Vegetan moonlight. It was a beautiful full moon tonight, and the sun's orange glow was still barely present in the sky. Caius pointed upwards with his right hand, and telekinetically brought his sword back to his left hand.

"Well my comrades, lettuce leaf?

[Serori Yakedo-Satsumaimo]

Serori's blood rage was met by fear in the other guards, mixed with Caius's kill streak, and Jorlaxl's "imma blow the fuck out of your head" missile thing. So, Caius did the most sensible thing, and blew out the ceiling. It was night time outside, and a full moon had risen.

"Well my comrades, lettuce leaf?"

These words were lost on Serori. Her read eyes continued staring at the moon. A primitive chant was starting in her head. Her tail twitched. Her eye twitched. Her whole body became one giant twitch. She stared at the moon. 'Once every eight years...'

"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!"

Serori's body began pulsing as it began its transformation into Oozaru form. Fur began tufting out of her body as she grew bigger. This had never happened to her before, and it was ever so painful. She screamed out as her body went through drastic changes, defying the Law of Conservation of Mass. Bigger and Bigger she grew, breaking apart the whole museum. Finally, she was just one big effing pissed Monkey.

Serori's mind was lost in this primitive state called Oozaru. She had no control over what she was doing. All she could feel was rage. Pure. Brooklyn. Rage. She kicked aside a portion of museum that was in her way, and shot a beam of energy at a brook that looked at her funny. She picked up a giant boulder, and threw it in the general direction of that way. More beams shot from her mouth, as she rampaged through wherever she was.

Stomp, smash, stomp BEEEEEAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMM destroy, things were no matched compared to SERORIZILLA! It would take more than some lousy Saiyans with no tails to stop Serori. She was probably currently the strongest Saiyan on Vegeta!

(OOC: Meanwhile, Suki was fighting Ikezu! Suddenly he feels a sudden 5X multiplier in powerlevel, coming from Saru City! This power feels different from his Caius and Jorlaxl! What will he do?!

Also, please don't cut off my tail, I didn't even want to go Oozaru >.> yet)

[Jorlaxl]

Avoiding falling bodies by the dozens, along with multiple pieces of rock falling around his ears, Jorlaxl decided to take his own advice. Caius blew a hole in the roof (all the good that would do Jorlaxl, whose body armor prevented him from running, much less flying,) and Caius looked at his two comrades, and smiled as he said: "
"Well my comrades, lettuce leaf?"

That seemed most unusual for Jorlaxl. However much danger he was in, Caius always seemed to enjoy the killing of civilians. However, looking into his eyes, Jorlaxl noticed something lost in Caius' soul. Was it the loss of bloodlust? The complete and utter boredom of murdering things that don't have a ghost of a chance? Whatever the reason, it seemed that he had his fill of carnage, and was ready to leave the poor vegetan civilians alone.

Jorlaxl smiled at Caius' usual antics, and said "Your wish is my command, my friend. Hey Serori, are you calm enough to-" his voice died in his throat. He looked at her, while she was in her blind rage. He saw fury, hate, and passion that can only come with one's feral instincts. Serori was more beast than sentient at this point, and he didn't think that she can communicate clearly. However, she looked upwards, and immediately caught the glimpse of the moon.

Suddenly, the blutz rays seemed to pour into Serori's very being, and she started to change. Jorlaxl had a deadlock on her eyes, and saw the whole transformation take place. What little bit of sentience she contained during her Kaioken was completely lost, drowned out in the complete bestiality that could only be attained at her primal stage. This was the saiyan's dreaded oozaru form, something that was feared across the known galaxy. Only possible during the full moon, it seemed that it increased their power level multiple times over.

Jorlaxl saw this, and backed away slowly, not daring to take his eyes off of the dreaded monkey form. Gasping, trying to claw for air, Jorlaxl turned around and quickly ran away. Motioning for Caius to at least alert him of his presence and location, Jorlaxl ran away and hid away from the building, and away from any of the buildings and the quickly falling debris crumbling around him. He was no fool. Although it hurt his pride, he still didn't want to face his death in such a careless fashion.

The weighted armor would make it impossible to fly correctly, and fighting something much more powerful than he would only make it worse. His mind was going through inner turmoil, and he had to make a decision. However, until he did, he was content with staying right where he was. Caius wasn't impaired, he could take Serori. He just hoped he didn't kill her. She was a nice addition to the team.

[Caius]

www.youtube.com/watch?v=lH799LhZnJI

Caius watched in amazement as the 50 foot tall-ape tore through the roof of the museum. This was the famed Saiyan transformation, the Oozaru, the Great Ape. Caius's mouth dropped open, and looked directly into the eyes of the beast. Whatever was left of Serori after her breakdown had been completely obliterated by the light of the moon. No reason was left, only pure animalistic rage. Her power level too, spiked, It was approximately 25000 now. He was a little impressed, and watched as the beast threw aside a large piece of masonry, and fired ki blasts from its eyes.

Caius himself was very very impressed, and the broad grin that replaced his dumbfounded expression from seconds before made that very obvious. He gave a low whistle, and stood with his hands on his hips. This was something he'd not seen. The transformation was definitely linked to the light of the moon, Serori had been crazy, but not a literal wild animal until he'd blown off the roof. Why the guards were unaffected was a mystery, maybe they'd trained the ability to control this savage power.

Impressive, for a monkey. No trace remains of the fun-loving girl I beheld before me mere instants ago, is there?

The towering beast looked down at the demon with red eyes, and replied with a fearsome roar. The immense volume of air contained in the giant specimen's lungs blew back Caius's hair, and the somewhat vain demon reached up with his empty right hand, and swept his hair back into place. He closed his eyes, and shook his head, disappointedly. He looked back up at Serori, ready to reprimand her, but a giant ape hand was swinging down at him. Caius powered up fully, and dashed out of the way. The fist smashed the floor of the museum, and Serori's eyes followed Caius as he dodged. He hadn't thought that she would have attacked him.

His eyebrows shot up, and his eyes opened wide, and blinked in a manner that might have conveyed curiosity or surprise in another, but on the face of the Makaioshin only conveyed pure rage. He let the corner of his mouth twitch only once, before demonstrating a restraint of his emotions that his Saiyan friend lacked in her humanoid form and had thrown to the wind in her ape form. She'd obviously gone insensible, and Caius had to beat some sense into her.

The hell you do to me? Did you just try to hit me? Let me put that monkey in it's place.

He was mad. Oh, he was very mad indeed. With just enough power to injure her, but not necessarily to kill her, Caius launched a barrage of 3 turquoise needles of ki directly at her chest. The Death Wave was his finest attack, and he was sure it'd faze her. He followed this up by flying at full speed towards her face, and clasped both his hands together. He placed his amalgamation of fists at his side, and using his momentum of flight, swung both his hands into the ape's chin with all his strength. Caius was by no means weak, and he was putting the strength of both his arms into this hammer blow.

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(Suki wont do shit because 26,000 isnt even 4% of Suki's power. Nice try, but this is not important to him at all lol)

#Iamgodcomparedtoallofyou