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Kotomine_Rin:
Vega
He was about to answer Sethrol when Nanako asked something curious. For a moment, he cocked his head, hand resting on his cheek as if he were wondering something. A set of gorgeous aloof eyes stared right at Nanako, even as he looked puzzled as ever.
"Hrm? Did I do that?"
He strikes his hair back simply and gave her a shrug.
"I swear, you're such an oddball Nanako, getting heated like that! I mean, who cares right?" Sure he understood why someone like Sethrol would be upset, but why would Nanako care if the guy was dead or not? It's not like that meathead was complaining. Being a corpse helps there. "And I'm aware of that, old man. I am a superior existence, but that doesn't mean I'm the best version of me."
He paused for a second, almost giving Sethrol a more... considerate look. If you didn't know Vega, you'd almost think he respected the senile husk.
"I suppose I'll tell you one thing. It's only fair, you were the boy's teacher." He pulled out a rose and started toying with it, gently. Lovingly. "That fight was a consensual one, over the right to grasp your secrets. That... chi. It's the one thing you possess that I don't have. But I say, I've earned it by rights, haven't I? Being taught your power, those were the terms of the fight."
Until his fist crushed the flower, scattering the untouched petals into the winds. "You wouldn't trample on those scopes, would you? I understand you hate me, I can assure you the feeling is mutual. But that boy did deny my existence as much as I desired to enrich it. What happened happened, but it doesn't seem fair to deny the scope of the rules."
The boy's death would be quite pointless otherwise.
yinsukin:
Sethrol the not calm
And just like that, Sethrol's arua flared up. The ground beneath him shattered. With every step he took, the ground shook. The grass beneath each step evaporated into nothingness, replaced by a spider web like crack in the ground. To say Sethrol was glaring at Vega did not do the expression proper justice. The old man weilded two supernovas in his eye sockets and all of their explosive power was laser focused on Vega. A hand rested on his shoulder, but it carried an unparalleled gentleness. As his fingers wrapped around Vega's rear deltoid, Sethrol smiled.
"I don't know what you two discussed, but Jonathan was mistaken. It is not up to me to decide who does or does not learn chi. Power is something offered by the hand of fate to all who are swallowed by its ever reaching grip. I will not turn away someone who wants help, but neither will I be responsible for what you do with it. If you want to learn, all you need to do is come to my dojo during learning hours and seek training."
Sethrol' shadow was cast on the man and those eyes so passionate seemed to flare up even more with raw passionate rage. "Thats what I would have said if you came to me even a week ago. However, beyond simply hating you, it would be abhorrent of me to accept you into my dojo over the body of my student. If you really want me to accept you as my student, you must overcome me in a duel."
Sethrol's aura raged like a wildfire and for the first time in years, he smiled with a sadistic grin. "I wonder if Jonathan will enjoy his funeral present from the heavens, you kissing the feet of his corpse."
YOLF:
Zhang Liu
For the last few moments, he had been using nothing but his ears, unwilling to invest himself, on the edge of determining if this whole thing was no better than a farce, or merely the proof he desired to turn his skills against Vega. But now, goosebumps jumped up his arms, the hair that clung to his nape stood on end, and through he wished to speak, he was unable to.
Zhang Liu expected the first part of Sethrol's retort. He did not expect the second. He thought he was seeing things, and his throat trembled from the intensity that emanated from his old master like waves. "Master, is - is this man worth your true mettle?"
His words expressed doubt, yet for the first time in years, the Source-Melting Hand showed excitement over Sethrol's skills.
yinsukin:
Roman
The territory of Bahadur Klearjaac, the most economically prosperous parts of the districts. Rather than parks, there are lavish training facilities sponsored by Klearjaac. The land of each facility is about the size of a park, with the normally concrete and grassy ground replaced with a mat so durable it can stand in a brutal clash with fighters of fantastic levels of strength. There are punching bags, throwing dolls and shelves lined with all sorts of cheap weapons. People often come to these places to train and occasionally settle duels.
Roman stood in the center of this training ground, staring at a punching bag. It was still pretty jarring, coming here right after fucking the king. Oh wait, I had sex with the king.... Roman grinned from ear to ear as he recalled the experience. Not only that, but he could feel himself stiffening. Covering his pants, the embarrassment shrunk the thing back down.
"More training huh? I guess this is what I wanted to do, get stronger."
Panda:
Nanako
If Nanako had thought that question would give Vega even a moment's pause, she would have been quickly proven wrong. The nonchalant way he answered her, as if the mercy he'd shown back then was nothing but a simple whim and as if she had no reason to be upset over the man she was helping to bury, stunned the squirrel girl instead.
It only lasted for a moment, however, Nanako quickly snapping out of it and her tail starting to move for Vega, when Sethrol pre-empted her. The squirrel girl stopped short, looked at Vega, then Sethrol, then back at Vega with a frown and a disbelieving look, before finally shaking her head, turning on her heel, and walking away.
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