Dragonball Mana Prologue - (LH and Malkavian)
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				Title: <strong>Dragonball Mana Prologue - (LH and Malkavian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>14-04-2021, 21:50:35</strong>
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				A new day dawns upon the world, and Northen City rises to greet it. Many people were out and about to get their errands done, catch a quick bit to eat, fetch groceries, and head to work. And for the young adults of the city, they had to get to High School and tend to their higher education. This bustling city is abuzz with the up and coming city wide Martial Arts tournament, hosted at the NC University. The victors surely will go on to great things. The school itself is in full speculation over who would be entering. Some people had a few guesses as a sudden star amongst the student body has emerged. With just two months away from the tournament, things have been getting more and more intense.<br><br>Within the home of Rin and Toya Tato, their surrogate daughter has yet to emerge from her bedroom. Toya was humming a sweet little tune of childlike love, as she worked in the kitchen. The siblings owners of Altlock Company had no expectation to find a child, nor did they expect to become an impromptu pair of parents to the lone girl. But life was full of surprises like that. She was working upon a succulent pot of whipped scrambled eggs, and sliced ham. A modest fare for her brother Rin Tato whom was already dressed and ready to head to work in running the Altlock Company. Siping a bit of coffee he takes note of the extra portions of food his beloved was making for their daughter. A large platter of eggs, ham were there but alongside it was a stack of flapjacks with several platters of sausages and stuffed roasted potatoes. The aroma carries itself up towards the upstairs quarters of the rather spacious capsule corp accommodations. <br><br><strong>"Honey! Time to get up! You'll be late for school!"</strong> She called up cheerfully to try and rouse her daughter. 
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				Post by: <strong>Malkavian</strong> on <strong>21-04-2021, 01:27:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/1DbJUec.png) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15826349#msg15826349)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 650; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 140<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 11<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> N/A<br><hr><hr><strong>"Honey! Time to get up! You'll be late for school!"</strong><br><br>Toya's voice carried easily throughout the Tato household. Smells delicious and plentiful did likewise, wafting up the stairway that led towards a triplet of bedrooms. Two doors sat open; behind the third, another noise emanated, this one far less musical and soothing than the shouts from below.<br><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>"ZzzzZzzzZzzz!"</strong></span><br><br>Strewn out upon her bed, limbs and torso half-in and half-out of the covers, Okura lay dormant: her mouth wide open in mid-snore, she filled the room with her own cacophony of sound. A long, furry brown tail jutted out from beneath her rear, swaying lazily back and forth in unwitting tandem with the tune that Toya hummed far below.<br><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>"ZzzzZzzzZzzz!"</strong></span><br><br>Another shout from the kitchen below carried over the sounds of Okura's snoring, though it was the smells of Toya's cooking that finally roused the Saiyan girl from her slumber: the delicious aroma of cooked ham drifted into the teenager's room through her open window, and then rushed her flaring nostrils midway through an expansive intake of air. Her nose twitched; it twitched again.<br><br>Slowly, Okura's eyes opened and her bedroom came into bleary focus. She lifted her head, blinked several times, and then sat upright with a loud, expressive yawn. She smacked her lips, rubbed her eyes, and then swung her legs over the side of her bed, her toes flexing and rolling as she moved.<br><br>More smells danced in through the window, alerting Okura to the existence of her waiting breakfast. She rose to her full height, stretched and yawned, and then glanced up at the clock mounted high on her opposite wall. Shaped like a cat, it's tail and paw moved back and forth with the passage of time. At the center of its face, two long hands - each shaped like space rockets blasting off into the distance - worked their way slowly about in a circular pattern, tracking the passage of time...<br><br><strong>"Oh crap baskets..."</strong> Okura's eyes went wide as she studied the clock face: she had overslept again. Without further preamble, the young woman began rushing about her bedroom, snatching up fresh underwear as she simultaneously fought her way free of her pajama top and bottoms. She grabbed a new(ish) Altlock uniform from the end of her bed and punched her arm into the sleeve; she hopped back and forth as she traversed her room, her feet trying to work their way into her uniform trouser legs whilst her tail jerked the fabric upwards.<br><br>Once Okura's uniform was properly adorned, she marched out of her room without bothering to check her appearance in the full-length mirror besides the door. There was rarely much cause for her to do so: since birth, her hair had always sat the same, unchanging as though stuck in time; and her uniform, too, was robust and easy sitting, designed by Rin personally for Okura to survive the rigours of her excessively physical lifestyle. It was a far cry from the usual, mandatory school uniform, but the young Saiyan wore it nonetheless. Some of her peers had complained at first, but the Principle had seen fit to allow it after Okura had explained how much easier her martial arts training was whilst wearing it. It was a bold-faced lie: the young Saiyan could train just as easily regardless of what she put on - but it would be a cold day in hell before she wore the standard girl's school uniform.<br><br><strong><em>Those things rip so easily,</em></strong> Okura had once explained to Rin and Toya, <strong><em>and I can't focus on fighting if I'm worried about that.</em></strong> The Altlock uniform had been the resultant compromise: it bore the trademark 'A' of the Altlock Company, whilst maintaining the blue, white, and red colour palette of the standard school uniform.<br><br>Turning the corner into the kitchen, Okura looked upon her two sibling guardian's with an apologetic, beaming, sheepish grin. <strong>"Looks like I slept through another alarm. Sorry about that!"</strong> Her nostrils flared, and she hastened over to one of the free seats; she dropped into it unceremoniously, and dragged a plate closer to her. <strong>"Smells good. Thanks, Toya."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana Prologue - (LH and Malkavian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>21-04-2021, 16:38:18</strong>
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				Toyo turned when her girl came down finally. She had taken quickly to their daughter and that doting presence had been there ever since. As she fixed the first plate for Okura, she was speaking to her. <strong>"Well considering that you will need the energy for the preliminaries I figured you could use a hearty meal this time."</strong> And considering how much Saiyans can pack in their bellies, that was saying something. As Okura ate her fill, Toyo was busy putting together a small box with a happy little hum. She loved cooking and she loved having daughter whom enjoyed that hobby of hers. It made up for the tedium of business as usual. She looked over the sports channel since the World Tournament was approaching ever close and as such the pundits were all ablaze about who was entering, who hasn't annouend yet if they would enter and fan favorites. It shows footage of last years finals, in which Mark Satan bested Spopovich, a longtime rival of his in the ring.<br><br><strong>"Listen to me, Mark Satan has won this whole thing three times in a row already, who is to say he won't win this whole thing again-"</strong><br><strong>"There is a LOT of hungry guys out there looking for him!"</strong><br><strong>"Please like any of them have a chance at knocking Hercule off of-"</strong><br>*Click*<br><br><strong>"Honestly that man cannot ride his bandwagon hard enough."</strong> She said with sadness as she wanted to hear more of the preliminaries in North City. After learning Okura had a talent for martial arts the pair had been pushing her to pursue this more positive hobby. It kept her out of trouble. The school uniforms had only been the more recent development of the situation. Toyo had of course her suspicions that Okura fibbed about why she didn't want to wear the uniform. Her tail lifts her skirt up way too often. So rather than call her out on it, she played along with it. Her brother Rin was none the wiser for it and cared more for the fact that their daughter had been getting into scraps at school.<br><br>Rin took a moment to look up from the tablet and then pay full attention to Okura. <strong>"Damn board cannot seem to come to an accord with this whole project. *sigh* On a happier note, how are you holding up with your studies?"</strong> He asked her out of curiosity and more importantly because last night they got another call from her favorite member of the school body. He wanted to hear if she was going to talk about it or hide it. Not only has her studies been slipping but word reached their ears that there had been some fighting on campus grounds involving her. Outside of the Martial Arts Club. She might have had good reasons but the reality was that image was incredibly important to the Principle of NC High. <strong>"Look the Principal has been very adamant about you keeping your tail clean if he wants the school to sponsor you in the preliminaries. Try and make an effort."</strong><br><br><strong>"Shall I drive you there via aircar hon?"</strong> Rin asked since by his timepiece she had already missed the bus. He suspected shed want to go on her own to save the embarrassment that can bring. Because Okura had slept in she didn't have a lot of time to spend eating, especially if she wanted to be on time for today. But Toyo had one more surprise in store as she came over and slipped into Okura's pack a packed lunch. She wore a kind smile upon her face as she had to make sure to see their daughter out to school. <strong>"Just worry about having a good day at school. You're only young once."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Malkavian</strong> on <strong>22-04-2021, 07:49:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/1DbJUec.png) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15826349#msg15826349)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 650; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 140<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 11<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> N/A<br><hr><hr>Okura shared with Toya a hearty grin of agreement when the older offered up the first plate of food: this morning, like every morning, the young Saiyan descended upon it like a woman starving. To her one side, her tail whipped back and forth, thumping against the edge of her seat in enthusiastic support of her consumption.<br><br><strong>"More, please!"</strong> Okura asked, offering her bowl back to Toya with a grin that was at once hopeful, happy, and eternally apologetic: it had been pointed out to the young woman just how much food she could put away before she was satiated; and though she couldn't comprehend eating less than she always did, she did at least have the decency to act somewhat sorry for the strain she put on her guardians' pantry.<br><br>Not that Toya seemed to mind: the younger of the two Tato siblings had both a love for, and considerable skill in, cooking; she seemed more than happy in her task of keeping the young Saiyan fed, no matter how difficult that might prove to be. After all, Okura not only seemed to never put on weight, but she also seemed to never run out of energy, either. Her metabolism, the siblings mused, must have been exceptional - and that required daily tending to ensure she grew and developed properly.<br><br>The television's volume cut through the sounds of Okura eating: the announcers were discussing Mark Satan, the current champion of the World Tournament. The young Saiyan looked up at the discussion, but Toya quickly shut the channel off before much more could be overheard. <br><br><strong>"Honestly that man cannot ride his bandwagon hard enough,"</strong> said the younger Tato sibling, her expression sour. She had clearly been hoping to hear more about Northern City and its preliminaries, which wasn't surprising: ever since Okura had been (unwittingly) signed up to compete in the numerous local tournaments, her guardians had become increasingly more enthusiastic about her participation, especially when it became immediately apparent that she possessed an unnatural knack for the martial arts.<br><br>Though it also became apparent to Okura that they were keen for her to pursue her new hobby for entirely different reasons: Rin, unlike his sister, was happier for believing that channeled aggression would make the teenager less likely to get into trouble. Toya did not seem to understand her sibling's stance on this - Okura had rarely been an aggressive youth, at least not when the sky was absent a full moon...<br><br><strong>"On a happier note, how are you holding up with your studies?"</strong><br><br>Okura looked from the base of her emptying plate to the expectant gaze of Rin, who was studying her closely. He had That Look upon his face. Okura swallowed her mouthful; she knew instantly what this was about.<br><br><strong>"Oh, well. Y'know. They go... like you're probably expecting them to."</strong> Okura wasn't exactly convincing, but neither was she trying to be: she was a terrible liar, and if Rin's expression was anything to go by, then the school had already been in contact with both siblings about the state of her grades. In spite of her floundering, Okura adopted what she hoped to be a winning, disarming smile.<br><br>Rin sighed, clearly unimpressed. <strong>"Look the Principal has been very adamant about you keeping your tail clean if he wants the school to sponsor you in the preliminaries. Try and make an effort."</strong><br><br>Okura felt her tail stiffen at that, and her brow furrowed. She did not have much of a temper - at least not in her own mind - but she couldn't help but feel irritated now. Slumping back in her seat, she did her best to maintain some semblance of a smile as she replied, <strong>"Preliminaries that I didn't even sign myself up for? That the <em>school</em> wants me to attend for <em>their</em> benefit?"</strong> Her tail whipped back and forth twice, quickly. <strong>"Besides, it's not like I go around picking fights - they either find me, or they find someone who's too weak to handle them. I'm not going to just let someone weaker than me get beaten up because it's inconvenient for the Principle."</strong><br><br>There was a long moment of silence following Okura's remarks; in the end, it was interrupted by the chiming of Rin's timepiece. He looked to it, grateful for the distraction, and then promptly changed the subject. <strong>"Shall I drive you there via aircar hon?"</strong><br><br>Okura was quick to change her tone: she didn't like butting heads with Rin, and was happy as he was for the excuse to turn to distraction. She rose to her feet, patted the flat of her stomach, and shook her head. <strong>"No thanks: I'd better work this off before I get to school."</strong><br><br>Offering both siblings a wave as she snatched her school satchel from it's door-side hook, Okura made for the door at speed. It dawned on her that she had not only missed the bus, but was also unlikely to reach the school by way of her normal, back-alley routes.<br><br><strong><em>Flying it is, then,</em></strong> Okura decided as the door closed behind her. So far, she hadn't shared her ability to fly with anyone else, including Rin and Toya: it was an ability she was keen to explore, and didn't fancy doing that whilst under the microscope of her peers and adopted parents.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana Prologue - (LH and Malkavian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>22-04-2021, 21:52:33</strong>
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				Toyo snuck a quick kiss to the cheek when Okura took to the door and waved a goodbye to her baby girl before the door shut behind the Saiyan woman. Turning around neither guardian caught sight of her flying past the windows as Toyo took the moment to sit down. She gave a sigh and then asked <strong>"Rin, why are you being hard on her about this?"</strong> Rin puts down the tablet and looks over to her. <strong>"Because she's not like other students at the high school. I have to hold her to a higher standard. I just don't want fighting to be the only thing she is known for in that school. Thought this would help at least alleviate the times she was caught fighting."</strong> Toyo spoke up further a touch shocked by the implications. <strong>"But you heard her and others-"</strong> <strong>"Yes and I believe it. But the principle feels she is becoming a problem. And none of her being in the right or not will matter. Gotta put some kind of positive outlook on it for Ulip's sake."</strong><br><br>Of course flying in the city had it's own drawbacks since people could get around by air car. She'd need to be careful that she didn't cause a scene as she was flying. The only question was how was she going to go about this and where was she going to land in order to make it appear like she hadn't flown the way to the school? Regardless of what she does, she managed to maintain stealth as she flew along over the aircars and stays close to the buildings, making sure to avoid the windows and increase her speed should she need to dart out in the open. She kept the sun in use to hide herself. Anyone looking up towards the skies in Okura's direction, would be blinded by the light. So thankfully she reached the large campus of Northern City High School. The buses were pulling up out front and several students were pouring towards the doorways. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana Prologue - (LH and Malkavian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malkavian</strong> on <strong>23-04-2021, 07:25:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/1DbJUec.png) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15826349#msg15826349)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 650; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 140; <strong>Power Spent/Raised &amp; Available:</strong> 10/130<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 11<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> <strong>[[</strong>Raising 140 Energy<strong>]]</strong> ● <strong>[[</strong>Spending 10 Energy to achieve Mach &lt;1 speed Flight<strong>]]</strong> ● <strong>[[</strong>Flying unnoticed through Northern City: <em>Physical 10 + Body Skill 8 + 3d6</em> = <strong>24</strong><strong>]]</strong><br><hr><hr>As Rin and Toya sat down to discuss their ward's current circumstances, Okura took off into the air, her ascent near-silent. She rose higher and higher, her tail whipping behind her as she climbed; far below her, citizens wandered about, oblivious to the individual soaring rapidly against the morning-blue skyscape overhead.<br><br>With her eyes closed, Okura raced against the wind; she relished the bracing feeling of its cooling touch against her cheeks, and of the weightlessness that engulfed her entire form. Behind her, long black hair lay flat against her back, pressed low by sheer wind-pressure.<br><br>Fortunately for Okura, this wasn't the first time she had resorted to flying - if it had been, she might have forgotten to open her eyes in time to avoid the rising body of skyscrapers that lay in her path. As it was, she wove her way between them expertly, bobbing and weaving through the gaps and passages, taking constant care to not bring herself too closely to the many windows that lined each length. And when the skyscrapers ease off, and open ground lay between her and her destination, Okura rose higher still, positioning herself between the sun and the people below, effectively blinding them from sighting her as she passed.<br><br>Northern City High School was not far away, but even if it had been, Okura would not have arrived late: she had not yet fully tested the limits of her flight speed, but already knew that she could easily outpace the fastest of vehicles on the open-road. It was an astoundingly useful power to have - and one that the young Saiyan couldn't wait to get out there and test fully, once she was given half-a-chance to do so.<br><br>Landing out of sight of the main school body, Okura brushed herself down half-heartedly before stepped around the corner and into view. She adjusted the seating of the satchel's strap upon her shoulder and wandered over towards the others, who were already making their way into the school building proper.<br><br><strong><em>And with plenty of time to spare,</em></strong> thought the young Saiyan proudly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana Prologue - (LH and Malkavian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>24-04-2021, 02:19:59</strong>
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				Okura soon managed to slip seamlessly into the throng of students whom were heading to class. Her little shortcut had worked perfectly and people thought she had merely taken her walking shortcut instead of heading to the bus. Soon enough she made it towards her locker to gather anything she might have placed into it and place anything from her pack into the locker. Right next to her was a friendly face. A lovely looking girl with curly brown hair that ends at the small of her back. She had round glasses framing her blue eyes and she was all smiles as she spoke with a cheerful tone. <strong>"Hi Okura! I didn't see you at the bus stop. I would have walked with you if you were going to do that."</strong> She held her books to her torso and happily made small talk. <strong>"So how was your weekend? I've been busy trying to get some extra work in on my project for the science fair and I was wondering if you could help me out with that."</strong> This was Spring, a girl whom Okura met on the first day of coming to NC High. She wasn't exactly the most well liked in school as she was one of the first the Saiyan helped in warding off a few bullies. After getting trounced by a girl of all things, their credibility of being terrifying was absolutely shredded. Since then Okura has been given the status as a bully hunter. And Spring has been hanging out with her ever since. <br><br>She looked quite eager to have Okura around for this event. Should Okura inquire about it, Spring was more than happy to talk of it. The warning bell rings out and the girl head for homeroom. <strong>"Well I was thinking of showing it rather than just talking about it. But I kind of got inspired by the martial arts club and wanted to try out for something, just a tiny bit different."</strong> As they walked onwards they could see another one of the female students looking a touch more dejected, and feeling a bit under the weather. She was looking at her phone with a touch of apprehension and yet tries to hide it was she was looking at. She had her back turned to her open locker and then turns the phone off when the two get closer. <strong>"Ummm... Catsu? Whats wrong?"</strong> The short red haired girl gave a start and put on a rather artificial smile. <strong>"Oh! Spring! Theres... nothing wrong."</strong> Spring looked a touch concerned just from words and body language alone. <br><br>How does Okura want to handle this situation?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana Prologue - (LH and Malkavian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malkavian</strong> on <strong>26-04-2021, 03:55:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/1DbJUec.png) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15826349#msg15826349)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 650; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 140; <strong>Power Spent/Raised &amp; Available:</strong> 10/130<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 11<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> N/A<br><hr><hr>Okura slipped in amongst the student body, grinning at her own success. She wove through the sea of uniformed individuals, standing out easily as she did so: it was not only in her style of dress and undulating tail that she struck a noticeable difference, but also in the energetic and near-acrobatic way in which she moved through the crowd, covering ground with little effort and a rapid pace. Before long she had arrived at her locker, and it was there that she found Spring waiting for her. <br><br><strong>"Hi Okura! I didn't see you at the bus stop. I would have walked with you if you were going to do that."</strong> A pretty girl who was generous with her smiles, Spring nevertheless struggled socially, and not only because she had been the target of numerous bullies once-upon-a-time: the fact that she had chosen to interact with the quirky and distinctly different Saiyan on a daily basis could not have made things easier for her. In spite of this, she had remained a loyal friend of Okura's ever since their first meeting.<br><br><strong>"Oh, yeah, sorry about that,"</strong> said Okura, grinning sheepishly. <br><br><strong>"So how was your weekend? I've been busy trying to get some extra work in on my project for the science fair and I was wondering if you could help me out with that."</strong><br><br>Okura blinked. <strong>"You want <em>me</em> to help?"</strong> She jabbed herself with her thumb, as though to make it clear about whom she was speaking; when her friend nodded in confirmation, the young Saiyan laughed. <strong>"Wow, you must be desperate. I mean, I'm happy to do it, but I'm not sure how much help I'll be."</strong> She reached out and prodded the body of one of Spring's text books. <strong>"Most of that stuff makes no sense to me; but I guess I'll do what I can, if you think it'll be useful. Speaking of... what is the project, anyways?"</strong><br><br><strong>"Well I was thinking of showing it rather than just talking about it. But I kind of got inspired by the martial arts club and wanted to try out for something, just a tiny bit different."</strong> The bell overhead sounded, and both girls began walking in the direction of their homeroom; but before anything more could be said on Spring's project, she sighted another student who appeared to be in no small amount of distress. Their pace slowed, and then stopped altogether. <strong>"Ummm... Catsu? Whats wrong?"</strong><br><br>Catsu gave a visible start, but quickly tried to hide her discomfort behind a smile so fake that not even Okura believed it. <strong>"Oh! Spring! There's... nothing wrong."</strong><br><br>Okura considered the red-haired girl at length, her brow raised. <strong>"You sure don't seem like everything's okay,"</strong> remarked the Saiyan. She folded her arms behind her head and rocked her weight from one foot to the other; at her rear, that long brown tail continued to swish back and forth, back and forth. <strong>"Maybe it's something we can help with? Y'know, provided it's not a problem with your phone or something."</strong> She jerked her head towards the device that Catsu carried, and offered a friendly grin. <strong>"I never did pick that stuff up, after all. Or much of anything else, really... But if I can help, I'd like to."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana Prologue - (LH and Malkavian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>26-04-2021, 19:07:17</strong>
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				Spring was more than willing to elaborate on what and why she needed Okura's help with but this situation with Catsu was going to take much priority. Catsu was incredibly nervous as she held that phone flat to her. She did not wanna show it to them initially. And by the blush on her cheeks it was something sensitive. However Okura had both her reputation as a fixer and bully hunter to fall back on. So timidly she began to relax her shoulders as she listens to the Saiyan girl. <strong>"O...Okay. Please don't say anything aloud."</strong> Spring in the meantime gently took the phone from Catsu and her eyes widened a touch with her fingertips touching her lips. She was blushing profusely over the image but Okura could easily see what it was for herself.<br><br>It was a photograph of Catsu from a low angle view in the school seniors showers. Completely exposed from face to thighs whilst washing herself. There was text at the bottom that threatens with the following words "If you don't want this footage and these photos to get out, meet me alone within the abandoned gymnasium. Tell no one." Sping carefully gave the phone back and looked to Okura with a hushed whisper. The three girls were huddled together talking amongst themselves <strong>"Okura, what do we do? Theres a blackmailing peeper in the high school."</strong> <strong>"But if the blackmailer knows Im talking to you two about this, these photographs will get me expelled."</strong> Catsu said now a touch worried that she made a blunder. <strong>"If this creep meets with you, he'll get you to do more stuff to dig you in deeper though."</strong> Spring said quietly and was trying to come up with a solution. <br><br>How can this blackmail be nipped in the bud before it even begins? Catsu gave pause and quietly handed Spring and Okura her number on a slip of paper. <strong>"Sorry, I gotta go to class. We'll have some lunch later Spring, that would be great."</strong> She said to try and cover things up. Should Okura let her go, that would be the end of the conversation... for now at least. Maybe this is one of the few times she can help solve a problem alongside Okura. Still she'd have to collaborate with Okura on the matter after homeroom. Homeroom was simple enough with Mister Haalk giving the opening summary of events for the school's up and coming month. Of note was of course was the Science Fair but also was the mid terms for the year which would make up quite the amount of credit for their final overall grade for this year. Along with this was the time for new clubs to be formed and approved of. Submissions would be subject to approval of the Principle before being considered for school funding. <br><br>Eventually homeroom comes to a close and it gave around five to six minutes for Spring and Okura to talk about what happened this morning or the help that Spring needs for her science project. Spring stood there her, arms holding her books over her chest as she walked alongside Okura to science class, uncertain how to even continue the conversation right now. But it was clear she was putting her head to work to try and come up with a plan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana Prologue - (LH and Malkavian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malkavian</strong> on <strong>29-04-2021, 19:26:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/1DbJUec.png) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15826349#msg15826349)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 650; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 140; <strong>Power Spent/Raised &amp; Available:</strong> 10/130<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 11<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> N/A<br><hr><hr>Okura watched Catsu weigh her options, her uncertainty writ large across her face; in the end, however, her shoulders slumped, and she nodded her head in acceptance of the offered help. <strong>"O...Okay,"</strong> said the girl, her voice low. <strong>"Please don't say anything aloud."</strong><br><br>Stepping in closer so as to keep their discussion private, Spring retrieve the reluctantly offered phone from Catsu. She thumbed it to life, took a look at the display, and then raised her fingers to her lips as her cheeks blushed a vibrant red. Okura blinked, now curious, and peered over Spring's shoulder to get her own glance at the offending material. <br><br>There was a pause. Okura's tail continued to sway lazily behind her, uncaring, but her brow rose in an expression that suggested being underwhelmed. <strong>"This is it?"</strong> The words escaped her mouth before she could have held them back - not that she would have tried to anyways: the image showed Catsu from a low angle, standing in the school showers, utterly exposed from face to thighs. The threat writ at the bottom of the image did little to convince Okura of the situation's direness.<br><br><strong>"Okaru, what do we do? There's a blackmailing peeper in the high school."</strong> Clearly Spring was far more concerned than Okura felt - her words betrayed that as much as the worried expression she wore.<br><br>With her arms still folded behind her head, Okura looked back at Spring, her expression lacking the same overwhelming shock and fear that her friends' did. <strong>"Someone with far too much time on their hands,"</strong> she remarked in answer. She never could understand why everyone feared their exposed bodies so much: they were natural parts of them - as natural as her own tail - and whilst craving sight of the naked form, civilisation simultaneously demanded that it be walled away out of fear of ridicule. It was yet another example of how humanity couldn't make up its mind over the simplest of things.<br><br>That wasn't to say that Okura wandered about in the nude, nor that she didn't appreciate the need for clothes - after all, Saiyans wore clothes, both to keep themselves warm from the elements, and to shield them from harm - but what she couldn't understand was the absolute dread that nudity birthed in those who witnessed it here on earth.<br><br>Catsu's fear was considerable, and in spite of Okura's lack of empathy for the situation, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for her friend's mood. <strong>"But if the blackmailer knows I'm talking to you two about this, these photographs will get me expelled."</strong><br><br><strong>"For what?"</strong> replied Okura, shaking her head. <strong>"For showering in the school's own facilities? It's not like you're doing anything wrong - if anything, the one who took the pictures would probably get the boot."</strong><br><br>It was clear from both Catsu and Spring's expressions, however, that they did not share Okura's lack of concern; and so, with a soft sigh, she halted the red-headed girl before she could depart. She waved both of them in closer, and then gestured to the phone that was clutched between them all.<br><br><strong>"Whoever this is wanted to meet you, right? Well, what if we do that?"</strong> Okura shrugged, and adopted a confident smirk. <strong>"You meet them in the gymnasium and draw them in; then I'll come out and break their phones, cameras, noses, et cetera, et cetera."</strong><br><br>Becoming more serious for the moment, Okura turned to face Catsu directly, her fists on her hips as she bent forwards. <strong>"I might not get why you'd be ashamed of your own body, but that doesn't make what they're doing right. So let me help you, and put these guys in their place. Sound good?"</strong><br><br>Okura's grin broadened for a long moment - and then slumped momentarily. She thought back to Rin and her conversation with him less than a half-hour ago, and it dawned on her that she was, once again, playing right into the hands of her more aggressive instincts. And so, with no small amount of reluctance - and an audible sigh - she also added, <strong>"Or, if you prefer, we can take it to the Principle and let them deal with it through the school system."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana Prologue - (LH and Malkavian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>06-05-2021, 01:29:46</strong>
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				Okura knew Catsu from her first year after having met Spring and dealt with the science majors bullying problems. The curly red haired senior was a popular cheerleader and usually so full of energy that she was sparking sometimes with radiance. However this day none of that happiness and spunk was there. Just concern and sadness from being held in such a compromising position. She was about to leave before Okura stopped Catsu from doing so, with a lack of understand as to why she was so upset. For the Saiyan girl didn't entirely get the notions of Earth modesty. Something that flew over the girls heads and figured it was just the tomboyish nature of Okura coming to the forefront. However the confidence exhibited by the Saiyan woman was helping her remain calm. The fact that she was suggesting to set up essentially an ambush over this situation gave her some hope to get out of this tight situation. <strong>"O-Okay. We'll meet up and I'll explain later but not here."</strong> <br><br>During homeroom, Spring gets a text from Catsu and it would eventually be shared with Okura. They were to meet in the auditorium within the costume storage room. There was little that could be done during this time other than wait and see what comes next. Upon entering the meeting point, the costumes hang as a perfect veil of shrouds for many shadows to hide behind. It worked for secrecy yes but also was perfect for an surprise attack. Fortunately it was not a trap and Catsu sat there upon a storage box. Where did she even begin with this? And what plan could they come up with? However the notion that such a tomboyish Saiyan has no idea why she'd be ashamed of this situation would puzzle her and still linger upon her mind. She would have thought just the mere circumstance of this would be enough. <strong>"As to why I'm upset over this... umm.. It's less about the nudity and more about the implications of what he'd do to my reputation. I wouldn't want this getting around and making myself look like a cam girl."</strong><br><br><strong>"To be honest, the top cheerleader being exposed like this, tabloids and adult sites would have a field day. Would kill her career and reputation immediately, even if the blackmailer was expelled as well. Thats why."</strong> Spring took the time to listen in first upon what Okura was thinking. Of course she had several different ideas but the last one of going to the principal was something Spring didn't expect. So deciding to explain carefully the consequences of this idea, she began speaking her mind. <strong>"Probably shouldn't go to the principle I think. He isn't much of a fan of anything that causes damage to him or the schools reputation in the public eye. It's why he comes down hard on unsanctioned fighting. Something like this blackmail, he'd expel both on the spot just to be rid of it."</strong> She thinks about it some more and then smirked. She knew what she had in mind to add to this plan that Okura had thought up. <strong>"Okura, maybe we can catch the blackmailer in the act. On your original idea, we can have my drone for the science fair hide in the bleachers of the gymnasium and record the encounter. Capture some audio of the situation and we use that for the evidence instead? Then you're free to clean his perverted clock!"</strong><br><br>She gave a fist pump with her confidence rising thanks to Okura's amazing confidence as well. She was smiling and so was Catsu whom took a moment to gather her composure. Suddenly it felt like there was a real possibility that this nightmare of hers would be over well before it began. She didn't have the words to express her thanks for the moment. Instead she pounced Okura and hugged her so hard she actually got the Saiyan girl off her feet for a half second. Catsu pulled away after she realized what she did and sheepishly smiled. <strong>"Sorry. Got caught up in my emotions. Anyway, I'm supposed to meet him after school in the gymnasium. Like I said."</strong> Spring couldn't help but smile and stifle a laugh over this and then spoke up. <strong>"I'll go and get my little guy ready."</strong> She unsoldered her backpack and pulled out a capsule. Out came a rather large looking metal case and then she opened it up revealing a number of complex parts and electronics. She gave a sigh and Catsu took a look over it. <strong>"This was for the science fair?"</strong> Spring shook her head and smiled confidently. <strong>"I was hoping Okura could test the real thing. This is just a little droid for my robot fights. Don't worry, we'll be ready."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana Prologue - (LH and Malkavian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malkavian</strong> on <strong>08-05-2021, 20:45:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/1DbJUec.png) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=331816.msg15826349#msg15826349)</div><hr><hr><strong>Power Level:</strong> 650; <strong>Power Up:</strong> 140; <strong>Power Spent/Raised &amp; Available:</strong> 10/130<br><strong>Defense:</strong> 50; <strong>Hits:</strong> 100; <strong>Move:</strong> 11<br><strong>Condition:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Action Summary:</strong> N/A<br><hr><hr>Okura could not fathom why Catsu was so terrified, but she decided it best not to comment further: they were going to be late for homeroom, after all, but even if they weren't, the Saiyan was well aware that there would be plenty about human behaviour that she just wouldn't be able to understand. She had been raised differently, and whilst she could appreciate the concept of modesty, she still couldn't bring herself to empathise with the earthlings' abject fear of the naked form.<br><br>When they regathered in the costume storage room after classes, Catsu and Spring did their best to explain to her, but it was of little use. In Okura's mind, there was no shame in showering using the school's own facilities: not only was it expected, it was a completely normal thing to do, and anyone who expressed legitimate shock at the practice clearly had never engaged in the activity themselves. Why should a high school student performing this rote act be shocking? Why would it be a detriment to their standing and career? Okura didn't understand, but she didn't have to in order to help her friend.<br><br>Once they had finished trying to explain the unexplainable to Okura, Spring chose to address the Saiyan's previously suggested idea of approaching the faculty. <strong>"Probably shouldn't go to the Principle, I think. He isn't much of a fan of anything that causes damage to him or the school's reputation in the public eye. It's why he comes down hard on unsanctioned fighting. Something like this blackmail, he'd expel both on the spot just to be rid of it."</strong><br><br>Okura's brow furrowed, and her smirk became humourless: they certainly weren't wrong about the Principle. Folding her arms, she leaned against the wall as she listened, her bright blue eyes shifting between the two other girls until, after a brief pause, Spring spoke up again. <strong>"Okura, maybe we can catch the blackmailer in the act. On your original idea, we can have my drone for the science fair hide in the bleachers of the gymnasium and record the encounter. Capture some audio of the situation and we use that for the evidence instead? Then you're free to clean his perverted clock!"</strong><br><br><strong>"Clean his...? Oh, you mean deck him in the snoz,"</strong> replied Okura, her smirk becoming a mischievous grin. She righted herself, and nodded. <strong>"Sounds good to me."</strong><br><br>Caught up in the budding enthusiasm of the room, Catsu ensnared Okura in a surprise embrace and lifted her bodily up off of the ground. The Saiyan's eyes widened in surprise, and she laughed heartily when returned to her feet. Producing a confident and exuberant thumbs up, Okura said, <strong>"Don't you sweat it, kid. I got this."</strong><br><br>When Spring knelt down and began pulling complex electronic parts out of a metallic case, the Saiyan's brow rose in abject confusion. That Catsu looked less surprised wasn't comforting, and Okura looked between them back and forth rapidly, suddenly feeling very out of place.<br><br><strong>"This was for the science fair?"</strong> asked Catsu.<br><br>Spring shook her head and smiled confidently. <strong>"I was hoping Okura could test the real thing. This is just a little droid for my robot fights. Don't worry, we'll be ready."</strong><br><br><strong>"If you're expecting me to do anything other than bat that thing around, I'm afraid you might have the wrong girl,"</strong> Okura replied, indicating the array of parts with a jab of her forefinger. <strong>"Just looking at it all is giving me a headache - best not to ask me to operate it or anything. Not if you want it back in one piece, I mean."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragonball Mana Prologue - (LH and Malkavian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>13-05-2021, 06:46:25</strong>
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				Spring had a smile upon her at Okura's honesty and it made her laugh. <strong>"Fortunately I can operate this prototype core remotely. It'll hide and record the happenings in the gymnasium. That way we have proof of the blackmail attempt. Once I get that, you can barge in and do your thing guilt free. The recordings of your fight should help me get better info for the A.I. at least."</strong> The last part was probably going to go over the Saiyan girls head but Spring wasn't paying attention to that. She put the final touches to the little drone on wheels as it had some kind of blue core within it attached to the engine and circuit board. It hums to life and within her tablet she could see through it's optic located at the front. It looks over Okura up and down from the ground guided by its maker's hand. She went over testing the input lag between her controls and finds them working without much trouble. The issue would be when there was more distance between her controls and the little bot.<br><br>Still Spring was feeling very confident now. <strong>"Alright, it's good to go. Say hello Toriyama!"</strong> <strong>"Beep!"</strong> It spins around and moves back and forth with Spring's guidance at the controls. Then finally it zips off out of the storage closet and began driving towards the gymnasium. The small drone was a quick little four wheeled thing as it flew off down the stairs and touches the stone roads with a swift landing. With Spring driving, Catsu gave a soft sigh and then said. <strong>"Alright, I've gotta go meet this creep soon. I'm sure Spring will help co-ordinate things with your Okura. I know you don't need me to say anything, but... good luck."</strong> She made her way out of the storage room in the auditorium and went towards the gymnasium. She was nervous but not scared anymore. Somehow her friends had managed to release that fear from her heart. <strong>"Don't barge in until the person shows the proof he has blackmailed her. When I say the word, thats when you pounce. Make sure you get that proof from his person so he cannot make good on his threat to Catsu or it won't matter."</strong><br><br>Spring was walking outside and waited for Okura before she continued. Once outside she took a small walk to try and kill time and finally she placed herself upon a small stone bench by the school fountain looking straight at the gymnasium as Catsu snuck into the building. <strong>"Care for a small snack as we wait Okura?"</strong> From her sidepack she produced a wrapped bar of granola packed with honey, nuts and oats and offered it to the Saiyan girl. She figured that if she was going to be fighting she'd need a small boost of energy. Might not be the monstrous amounts of food at home but Spring was certain it would help. The bar reads "Satan's - Natural Energy". As the two kept vigil, Catsu was by herself save for a drone waiting under the bleachers and watching her every move. The microphone upon the drone picks up another voice now. A male voice.<br><br><strong>"So you showed up."</strong> The voice spoke with a few other shady looking guys soon being seen by the optic of the robot. <strong>"Of course... You have the pictures you took right? You didn't show anyone them...?"</strong> He smirked but didn't produce them just yet. <strong>"Well technically I did. My buddies here couldn't believe I got the star cheerleader naked so I had to show them off. They wanted to have a word with you as well about it."</strong> <strong>"What...? What do you mean?"</strong> <strong>"Heres the thing. I'll make this go away, you won't have to worry about the pictures if.... If you are my girl."</strong> Catsu was slowly backing away from the five of them. <strong>"I couldn't! That would kill my chances in the squad!"</strong> She sounded scared and then the man produced the phone that showed a number of compromising pictures of the girl. <strong>"Either that or you become the squads slut. Maybe expelled to boot."</strong> Spring points at the door quickly to signal to Okura that this was her moment to shine!
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