Post by Deleted on Jan 28, 2013 16:27:46 GMT -5
Sohko entered the gravity chamber of the elegant Aegis, a hand resting on the hilt of his sword. Ever since his, let’s say, failure to rise to the occasion during their last training session, Pewter had been awfully quiet. The saiyan knew the computer was up to something but, as it always did, curiosity got the better of him. Waltzing into the center of the room, Sohko found his presence unattested. With a shrug he issued the command.
“Thirty times gravity Pewter, and-”
The heavily armored doors, designed to resist the intense condition, slammed shut, effectively cutting off the bladesmith mid sentence.
“Cute.”
Then another door, this one vertical as opposed to horizontal in movement, closed over the first set. This illicited surprise in the form of a raised brow, as Sohko had designed this ship top to bottom and had only installed one door. One of Pewter’s modifications no doubt.
“Less cute.”
Then a third door appeared, this one clearly electrified and covered with sparking spikes. The surprised dropped, replaced with an annoyed roll of the eyes.
“Ok, now you are just being ridiculous, just turn the damn grav-”
Once again cutting off the saiyan, the gravity suddenly increases to thirty times its normal limit, catching Sohko off guard and dropping him to a knee. The heavy weights only made it that much more difficult to get his footing.
“Kai damn it! You know I hate when you keep interrupting me in the middle of saying some-”
A flying disc, similar in design to the last ones he encountered, clipped his shoulder. Bouncing off a wall it returned to do him further harm. Ripping it from his shoulders, Sohko threw his black duster into the air, in the path of the projectile. It ripped through harmlessly but found its target gone. As it passes through his last known location a sword slices it in half.
Using the coat to distract the smart disc he blinked beside it, destroying it with a near effortless slash.
“Really Pewt. I give you all this time and this is the best you can come up with?”
Expecting silence, as had been the normal thus far, Sohko was shaken as the loud voice boomed over the speakers.
“FAT CHANCE MONKEY BOY!”
Circular holes began to open in the floor around the room, the saiyan side steps to the left to avoid falling into one himself. From each rises a robot on a platform. Each one was eight feet tall and obviously built to hurt. Each a huge assortment of weapons available, the most visible being the laser cannon each had as a left hand, and the miniature missile silo on their right shoulders.
“Dude… Dick move.”
Six in all, the steel beasts’ eyes all lit up in unison, each a glaring crimson, as their formerly statuesque forms now coming to life. They didn’t look like they wanted to be friends.
“Muah ha ha! My wrath knows no end! Sic him my pretties!”
They all moved on him at once, striking with the bladelike talons which adorned their right hands. Unsheathing the enchanted Brave Sword, he dodged each strike, deflecting what he couldn’t escape with the flat of his blade.
“Is this why I’m broke? The ship’s interior isn’t even finished and you obviously spent a small damn fortune on the materials for these buckets of bolts.”
There is a long pause, filled only with the attempted strikes of the mechanized fiends and the clang of metal against metal as the sword warded of attack after attack.
“Don’t question my methods! Enter alpha mode now!”
Glowing lines began to appear all over the steel demons, no doubt visual proof of their powering up to full strength. They began to back away, instead bringing their cannons to bear.
“Oh well, this doesn’t look fun at all.”
They all fired at once, their blasts hurtling towards the saiyan who merely closed his eyes and disappeared as they reached him. Without his body to intercept them, the blasts continued on, some striking and damaging other robots while most became a smoldering black stain on the chamber’s floor.
“Peekabo!”
Appearing besides one of the robots, he gracefully arced his blade, slicing off its cannon arm before depositing a generous portion of ki into what would equate to its abdomen. As the first flew backwards into the wall, where it slumped over, the second was already upon him, razor talons coming down at his head. The others readied more blasts, training their cannons on their tailed target. Stepping into the striking sentinel’s reach to avoid to heavy hit, Sohko stabbed his blade forcefully through its chest.
“This will teach you! Next time I ask for first grade oil, know it is NOT a request! Fire!”
Using the blade as leverage Sohko spun the punctured robot, using its body to absorb each blast. With its body look more than slag, he threw it into another robot before blasting them both with a powered down God Breaker Energy Wave. The remaining took point around him, each focusing its power into its respective cannon, which each glowed brightly.
“Oh, a beam attack huh? I’ll show you beams buster! Beta mode!”
Each cannon began reconstructing itself into a larger, more intimidating, version of the original model. They all fired at once, all three beams of energy closing in on the saiyan he turned and pointed a single index finger at two of the approaching beams, while Harold the tail pointed himself at the third. Collecting ki into the tips of all three, he waited until they were mere feet away.
“DODONPA!”
From each appendage shot a narrow, concentrated beam of ki, all smaller than their opposing attacks. However they were much more powerful and compact, allowing them to not only counter the crimson beams, but blaze right down the center of them, diffusing them as they approach the perpetrators.
Each ray entered each cannon’s barrel with perfect precision before setting off massive explosions in each weapon, destroying the three robotic assailants.
“That should show you not to run your mouth-”
Just then a pair of claws burst through the upper corner of his chest, just below the shoulder. The injury caused him to drop his blade, but he recovered quickly, rolling to a knee. Blood was gushing from the wound, and it made him a little light headed. The pain brought anger and with it, his inner darkness. A black fire tore from his skin as his eyes turned the same color.
With a rush of speed he appeared before the metal beast, his family sword gripped in the hand of his uninjured arms. First a downward arc split it in two, before a flash of diagonal cuts from both directions left it a hovering pile of metallic cubes. Stabbing the sword into the ground he shoved his palm into the robot’s chest and smiled.
“Shining Sword Attack!”
The wall of energy incinerated any trace of the machine. Masamune collected his blade, sheathing them as he walked to the inexplicably well-reinforced entrance. His other arm lay dangling at his side and he could feel darkness tugging at the corners of his vision.
“Shouldn’t have gotten cocky buddy. You don’t look too well though; I’ll start the rejuvenation chamber up. It should be ready by the time you drag your ass over there.”
Pausing to allow the three doors to open, the saiyan replied.
“Sonuvabitch, you got me. Well, first time for everything I guess. Nice shot, you'll pay for it though.”
With the compliment he exited the room, a trail of blood following him as he made his way to the med bay. Meanwhile in the room, the computer chuckles to itself.
“Told you I’d get you… None shall escape my mechanized fury! Ha ha ha!”
“Thirty times gravity Pewter, and-”
The heavily armored doors, designed to resist the intense condition, slammed shut, effectively cutting off the bladesmith mid sentence.
“Cute.”
Then another door, this one vertical as opposed to horizontal in movement, closed over the first set. This illicited surprise in the form of a raised brow, as Sohko had designed this ship top to bottom and had only installed one door. One of Pewter’s modifications no doubt.
“Less cute.”
Then a third door appeared, this one clearly electrified and covered with sparking spikes. The surprised dropped, replaced with an annoyed roll of the eyes.
“Ok, now you are just being ridiculous, just turn the damn grav-”
Once again cutting off the saiyan, the gravity suddenly increases to thirty times its normal limit, catching Sohko off guard and dropping him to a knee. The heavy weights only made it that much more difficult to get his footing.
“Kai damn it! You know I hate when you keep interrupting me in the middle of saying some-”
A flying disc, similar in design to the last ones he encountered, clipped his shoulder. Bouncing off a wall it returned to do him further harm. Ripping it from his shoulders, Sohko threw his black duster into the air, in the path of the projectile. It ripped through harmlessly but found its target gone. As it passes through his last known location a sword slices it in half.
Using the coat to distract the smart disc he blinked beside it, destroying it with a near effortless slash.
“Really Pewt. I give you all this time and this is the best you can come up with?”
Expecting silence, as had been the normal thus far, Sohko was shaken as the loud voice boomed over the speakers.
“FAT CHANCE MONKEY BOY!”
Circular holes began to open in the floor around the room, the saiyan side steps to the left to avoid falling into one himself. From each rises a robot on a platform. Each one was eight feet tall and obviously built to hurt. Each a huge assortment of weapons available, the most visible being the laser cannon each had as a left hand, and the miniature missile silo on their right shoulders.
“Dude… Dick move.”
Six in all, the steel beasts’ eyes all lit up in unison, each a glaring crimson, as their formerly statuesque forms now coming to life. They didn’t look like they wanted to be friends.
“Muah ha ha! My wrath knows no end! Sic him my pretties!”
They all moved on him at once, striking with the bladelike talons which adorned their right hands. Unsheathing the enchanted Brave Sword, he dodged each strike, deflecting what he couldn’t escape with the flat of his blade.
“Is this why I’m broke? The ship’s interior isn’t even finished and you obviously spent a small damn fortune on the materials for these buckets of bolts.”
There is a long pause, filled only with the attempted strikes of the mechanized fiends and the clang of metal against metal as the sword warded of attack after attack.
“Don’t question my methods! Enter alpha mode now!”
Glowing lines began to appear all over the steel demons, no doubt visual proof of their powering up to full strength. They began to back away, instead bringing their cannons to bear.
“Oh well, this doesn’t look fun at all.”
They all fired at once, their blasts hurtling towards the saiyan who merely closed his eyes and disappeared as they reached him. Without his body to intercept them, the blasts continued on, some striking and damaging other robots while most became a smoldering black stain on the chamber’s floor.
“Peekabo!”
Appearing besides one of the robots, he gracefully arced his blade, slicing off its cannon arm before depositing a generous portion of ki into what would equate to its abdomen. As the first flew backwards into the wall, where it slumped over, the second was already upon him, razor talons coming down at his head. The others readied more blasts, training their cannons on their tailed target. Stepping into the striking sentinel’s reach to avoid to heavy hit, Sohko stabbed his blade forcefully through its chest.
“This will teach you! Next time I ask for first grade oil, know it is NOT a request! Fire!”
Using the blade as leverage Sohko spun the punctured robot, using its body to absorb each blast. With its body look more than slag, he threw it into another robot before blasting them both with a powered down God Breaker Energy Wave. The remaining took point around him, each focusing its power into its respective cannon, which each glowed brightly.
“Oh, a beam attack huh? I’ll show you beams buster! Beta mode!”
Each cannon began reconstructing itself into a larger, more intimidating, version of the original model. They all fired at once, all three beams of energy closing in on the saiyan he turned and pointed a single index finger at two of the approaching beams, while Harold the tail pointed himself at the third. Collecting ki into the tips of all three, he waited until they were mere feet away.
“DODONPA!”
From each appendage shot a narrow, concentrated beam of ki, all smaller than their opposing attacks. However they were much more powerful and compact, allowing them to not only counter the crimson beams, but blaze right down the center of them, diffusing them as they approach the perpetrators.
Each ray entered each cannon’s barrel with perfect precision before setting off massive explosions in each weapon, destroying the three robotic assailants.
“That should show you not to run your mouth-”
Just then a pair of claws burst through the upper corner of his chest, just below the shoulder. The injury caused him to drop his blade, but he recovered quickly, rolling to a knee. Blood was gushing from the wound, and it made him a little light headed. The pain brought anger and with it, his inner darkness. A black fire tore from his skin as his eyes turned the same color.
With a rush of speed he appeared before the metal beast, his family sword gripped in the hand of his uninjured arms. First a downward arc split it in two, before a flash of diagonal cuts from both directions left it a hovering pile of metallic cubes. Stabbing the sword into the ground he shoved his palm into the robot’s chest and smiled.
“Shining Sword Attack!”
The wall of energy incinerated any trace of the machine. Masamune collected his blade, sheathing them as he walked to the inexplicably well-reinforced entrance. His other arm lay dangling at his side and he could feel darkness tugging at the corners of his vision.
“Shouldn’t have gotten cocky buddy. You don’t look too well though; I’ll start the rejuvenation chamber up. It should be ready by the time you drag your ass over there.”
Pausing to allow the three doors to open, the saiyan replied.
“Sonuvabitch, you got me. Well, first time for everything I guess. Nice shot, you'll pay for it though.”
With the compliment he exited the room, a trail of blood following him as he made his way to the med bay. Meanwhile in the room, the computer chuckles to itself.
“Told you I’d get you… None shall escape my mechanized fury! Ha ha ha!”