5688/We're just saiyan, super saiyan.

We're just saiyan, super saiyan.
Date of Scene:	11 May 2018
Location:	Shrine of Adversity
Synopsis:	Yang and Goku go for a fight.
Cast of Characters:	261, Yang Xiao Long

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Goku (261) has posed:
    Something as epic as 'The Shrine of Adversity' isn't actually that hard to find. With a simple question on where it's roughly located, all you need to do is get to the general vicinity of the thing to see it. It was, after all, sitting on its own island.
    Having ducked away from his doing his laundry duties (FUFUFUFUFU!), the Saiyan known as Goku had taken off from his mountain homestead and launched into the skies. With the aid of a few portholes later, he was now zooming through the bright blue sky of this early afternoon. Soaring amongst the clouds, his black pupils narrow in on the island far below. "Oh man," He starts, lifting a hand to obstruct the sunlight hitting his face. "They weren't kidding. This really is a huge place for training. How good!"
    As he approaches, the fighter arcs down through the air to land at the entrance of the Shrine. With his orange and blue kit, he walks forward with wonder, head constantly turning as he gazes to take in every detail. "...this is amazing! It's so huge!"

Yang Xiao Long has posed:
    Yang's been to the Shrine a few times, mostly to test out new ammunition types for her gauntlets without wasting every single one of them. Her bike roars along the connecting highway bridge, depositing her in one of the many parking complexes that ring the massive structure. She parks up, puts her helmet in the seat box, then strides off into the complex. She stands out from the crowd almost as much as Goku does, her long, flowing blonde hair, bright, revealing clothing and air of total sass giving her away. "This place doesn't get any less amazing, no matter how many times I come here." she muses to herself.

Goku (261) has posed:
    "How am I even going to know where Yang is?" Goku wonders to himself, standing amongst a sea of people. "I don't even know what she looks like." This seemed like a way better idea in theory! With a shrug of his shoulders the Saiyan hovers into the air, separating himself from the huge collection of others that sift through the Shrine. Then, he mutters something into the radio. He remains hovering in the air, defying the laws of gravity and just floating. A few others look up at him curiously, but most pay him no heed. A flying man wasn't THAT unusual, after all.

Yang Xiao Long has posed:
    Yang blinks a little as some black-haired guy just starts to... float... above the crowd. "Huuh..." She blinks a bit as her Scoll chirps, then speaks into it. "Yeah I see ya. Look left." she lifts her other hand, letting her bracelet catch the light, while making her way over towards where Goku's floating. "Neat trick! Only way I can fly is if someone throws me... but then the landings always kinda suck." she offers after getting closer. "Shall we? Pretty sure we can get some arena time, no problem."

Goku (261) has posed:
    With the instructions received, Goku lowers himself back down to the ground with a soft thump. "Yang?" He queries, looking at the blonde maiden with a beaming, toothy smile. n.n
    "Great to meet ya! I'm Goku." Bowing his head politely, he snickers. "I'll keep that in mind. Falling in style is flight too. And sure! I'll let you lead the way. This place is humongous! I would totally get lost." Rotating his shoulders around in an effort to warm up the joint, he takes a big breath. "I like your hair. It's super gold and long. I mean, if I knew what you looked like I would've easily seen you."

Yang Xiao Long has posed:
    Yang rolls her eyes. "Yeah, shoulda sent you a picture or somethin'." she says, chuckling softly. "Anyway, registration's over this way, then we just gotta head over into the arena proper... you were Union, right? Remember the Ring of Philosophy? Same basic idea." she says, leading the way.

    Registration is pretty simple, and then the main arena is open to the pair. It's in its default, 'blank slate' state, and the blonde looks at her companion. "And preference on battle arena?" she asks, turning around and clasping her hands behind her back.

Goku (261) has posed:
    "Sure don't!" Goku laughs at the mention of a 'Ring of Philosophy'. "Maybe that was after my time. I'm pretty old-school Union. All I remember having were these holo rooms. They were pretty basic. Neat though. Wait, we have to register? This is like an actual tournament or something." Strapping a hand to the sash tied securely around his waist, he strolls next to Yang, always making sure to keep an eye out and to see what's going on.
    Following Yang's lead he registers his name down on the piece of paper, before shrugging at the question. "Na. Blank slate is fine really. I'm sort of used to most things! But let's keep it nice and simple for now. If it gets too boring maybe we can switch it up after?"

Yang Xiao Long has posed:
    "Registration's just so they knew who's in here and using it, y'know, so they don't let more people in than the system can handle." replies Yang. "Old school? Oh, well the Ring was kinda like a hologram thing, but it was much more advanced. Could recreate anything you could do, so you didn't use ammo, or energy or get hurt if you were just training or sparring... this is the same idea, but the system isn't as good as the old Ring. We'll probably come out a bit scuffed up and tired, but nothing lasting."

    She nods, "Sure, we can always change settings with the voice commands. So... shall we get started?" she asks, cracking her knuckles, then deploying her gauntlets from their standby bracelet form, the plates and mechanisms ratcheting out with a series of swooshing clicks, before she pumps both arms back to rack the slides, loading a shell into each chamber.

Goku (261) has posed:
    "Is that so?" The advances in the tech from the 'old days' is of interest to the Saiyan, of that there is little doubt. "I mean, part of that sounds familiar. But it certainly sounds like they've come a long way." Various thoughts and ideas flash behind his eyes as he follows Yang into the ground properly, before drawing attention to her more specifically once she starts to prep. "Sure. I'm ready."
    Goku has no fancy gauntlets or mechanisms. He just stretches his hamstrings a little, crouching down to reach over his knees. "Those look like some pretty powerful gauntlets!" He notes. Probably a good idea to stay away from them. >__>
    "Alright, I'm ready." Finished with his stretching, the Saiyan drops into a loose martial arts pose. One arm is lifted in front of him, while the other is at his side. It's a solid guard, if nothing else. His black, springy hair whooshes a little in the wind as a breeze sweeps through. "Let's see what you got, Yang!"

Yang Xiao Long has posed:
    Yang grins. "This is Ember Celica. They're Duel Range Shot Gauntlets. I modified them from a set that my Dad gave me when I fire got accepted into Beacon." she says. "I'll explain it better later." she adds. As Goku sets into his stance, she too adopts hers. A simple boxers guard, both fists raised near her face, legs set a bit parter, knees bent to allow flexibility of motion.
    When the other fighter calls his Ready, she lunges forward, ratcheting back an overarm haymaker with her left arm. The swing, whther it connects or not, terminates with a loud, shotgun-like report and a burst of pure kinetic force from the barrel set just above the index knuckle. "HYAH!"

Goku (261) has posed:
    Without any context or knowledge of Yang's world, most of what she says go well above the Saiyan's head. He doesn't know what Beacon is, or the different ranges of gauntlets available. Still, he seems interested regardless, a slow nod given to the blonde fighter when she reveals she will tell more of it later.
    Then, she's off! The lunge forward catches the Saiyan on the back foot, and instinctive mood made by surprise at her acceleration. Though he manages to block the move by raising his arm to guard against the haymaker, his grimace is evident. Not to mention that he takes a few more steps back to try and counter the effect of her putting forward so much force in the haymaker!
    Looking at his forearm (which now pulses in pain), Goku winces. "Ye-ouch! That is some power you got, Yang! I can't even feel my arm any more!" Shaking it off, he rotates his wrists. "Alright. Here I come!"
    This time it's Goku's turn to move forward. Propelling himself forward, the Saiyan zips across the ground in a a charging motion. However, right before he makes contact? He... disappears! He does so with such speed and technique that his after image literally can be seen going through the blonde haired fighter. Goku himself, the real one that is, attacks from the side, sending a hard flying kick right for Yang's face. Hopefully that flying kicks worked as a distraction!

Yang Xiao Long has posed:
    Yang grins a bit. "I'm one of the strongest in my class. Only Nora's stronger, but she uses a hammer so she kinda cheats." she remarks, then braces for the charge. Arms cross in front of her but the surprise is evident when the afterimage goes through her. "Wh--" WHAM! Boot to the head. The blonde is knocked sideways, stumbling, then letting the momentum take her and doing a cartwheel away.
    The impact would have felt weird, like hitting a wall instead of actual flesh and bone, and the source would reveal itself as a golden shimmer that flickers around the impact site. The boot mark is there, angry red against her pale skin, but it's... regenerating? The damage mitigating itself with her Aura flaring around it. "Neat trick!" she calls jovially, before she fires backwards with the shotguns, launching herself faster than before. She looks to be aiming for an overhead, arching punch down, only she flings her right fist out to alter her trajectory before impact, sending her around to the side, where she flies into a flurry of punches, each backed up by the kinetic burst from the gauntlets.

Goku (261) has posed:
    Goku feels the reverb of the strike all the way up his leg. It rattles right to the bone to his surprise, causing him to stare at the now-healing cheek with befuddlement. "Dude, is your head made of concrete? I thought Saiyans had hard faces! Yours is something else. Heh." Readying himself from the onslaught once more, the Saiyan blinks when she re-directs herself at the last moment to attack his side with a flurry of strikes.
    "--ah?!" Clearly he wasn't expecting such a move, for the flurry of strikes are remarkably successful. They hone in right on his torso, over and over and over. "Kuh, hug, ugh--," He grunts and gapes -- feeling all the strikes hit home. Eventually, perhaps as she nears the end of her combination flurry, the Saiyan reaches to grab the incoming punches by grasping her wrists. If successful, he will spin her around once and let her go, planning to put some distance between the duo! But it's not over yet, because if he manages to pull that off? A ball of energy is thrown from the palm of his hand, hoping to catch her while still recovering from the throw.

Yang Xiao Long has posed:
    Caught! Hurled! Yang isn't anywhere close to 'agile' in the air. She wasn't joking about only being able to fly when thrown! She 's still mid-air when the energy bolt smashes into her, sending her flying yet further still. She skips once, twice, then with a twist and a slam of a fist into the ground, she rolls out and lands in a three-point crouch, skidding the last of the momentum off and leaving three furrows in the blank white floor.

She holds there for a moment, and when she stands up, her outfit has a nice scorch mark where the energy bolt hit home, and that 'aura' flickers briefly, gaining a bit of a static electricity effect as its defense weakens. "Don't think I'm helpless from range!" she shouts, her gauntlets shifting subtly, before she starts punching at the air! However, each punch lets loose an unstable-looking 'bolt' of red energy, which arcs in towards the Saiyan. They're mildly homing, but a good dodge will see it fly past and lose track. Her stance is set wide to allow her the most speed in punching more of those bolts out.

Goku (261) has posed:
    Goku stands at the ready as the red arcs of energy streak towards him. There wasn't any rest to be had! "...whoop!" He cries, taking to the sky to avoid the first few. Unlike Yang, Goku has the capability to duck and change direction quite sharply in the skies - a feat he takes full advantage of. Where some look like actually hitting him, he is somehow able to swat them away with the back of his hand to shift them off course! He looks like he's largely on top of it, before a sneaky one hits him square and explodes upon his form.
    Falling down through the skies, the Saiyan recovers in time to orientate himself and land on the ground with a smoking, heavy thud. With breathing now elevated, he places two fingers to his forehead. And in an 'instant' he appears directly in front of Yang! It's not speed he moved with there, but legitimate teleportation of some sort. Without missing a beat he launches into his own combination, sending forward fists and kicks. "Hya, hya-hya!" His form is tight and well practiced, a representation of his many years of studying the art.

Yang Xiao Long has posed:
    Yang is caught flat-footed as the Saiyan literally teleports in front of her. That diamond-hard 'shield' begins to show with each strike, flickering and scintilating across her body as she takes blow after blow. She can't defend the first few, but as those strikes continue, something starts to change in the blonde brawler. Littler 'flickers' of flame-like energy begin to rise out of her hair, and as the combination starts to come to a close, her fist meets Goku's with a resounding detonation of concussive force, blowing back smoke and debris. "I think the warmup's over..." she says, her bangs hiding her eyes until she lifts her head, showing those lilac irises have turned a bloody red. "Let me show you how my Semblance works."

    She shifts her stance, and with a resounding kiai, brings her right arm up in an uppercut, the blow, before being pretty strong, coming with enough force to rupture metal! "Every hit I take makes me stronger!"

Goku (261) has posed:
    "Heh. Now I'm starting to get pumped up!" Cried after her punches collide with his, creating the traditional thunderclap noise often heard in high-class battles like this. But then ... she powers up! "...!"
    CRUUUUNNNNCCHHH!
    Goku can't even react! The speed in which Yang attacks with now, along with the strength behind the force, is utterly jaw-dropping. Or in this case? Jaw...rising? Since that is exactly the direction in which Goku's jaw goes when she flushes him with that uppercut! Despite managing to get a hand in between her fist and his face, the Saiyan feels his brain shake as he hurtles up into the sky. With a big rainbow-shaped arc he flies through the air, before landing with a thud on his back a good dozen meters away. The thud is loud. As is the groan. "Ooooh maaannn." Slowly he gets to his feet, rubbing the bottom of his chin. "If I hadn't of got a hand in there, that could have been trouble." Taking a few breaths, he stretches out a bit more.
    "Here we go!" Running forward, the Saiyan launches into a complicated and high-level melee exchange with the brawler. The attacks range from technical combinations to huge swings. For every strike that Goku is hit with, he tries to match it by sending something back. Finally, after a bit, the Saiyan launches a sweeping kick to try and trip Yang up. Hoo rah!

Yang Xiao Long has posed:
    Yang's hair seems to be floating in unseen water, flames licking through the locks and embers rising from them. She matches blow for blow, parrying light strikes, and hitting back at heavier ones to negate their impact, and absorb the damage into herself. She's getting even stronger, a gradual boost that doesn't seem to have a limit(Though it totally does).

    The kick sweeps her legs, and she goes down, however, she doesn't thud to the floor helpless. She catches herself on a hand, and uses her weight to sweep her own legs around, trying to trip the Saiyan over as well.

Goku (261) has posed:
    Goku's legs get taken out from underneath him! .o(This is great... This girl is something else.)o. He muses to himself, a smirk on his face as he falls down to the ground.
    Catching himself, the Saiyan pushes himself up and back through the air, hand springing backwards to put some distance between the pair. Tucking hands at his side, Goku then starts to focus energy. "Kaa, mee, haa, mee," An orb of blue light forms at his side as he chants. He's about to push forward and unleash his signature energy wave, but...
    "GOKU!"
    That voice. Goku freezes immediately, stunned as it reaches his brain. The energy ball immediate dissipates. "I leave you to do ONE load of laundry. JUST. ONE. And you FLY off like some maniac? To FIGHT people?!" Yep. It's his wife. She marches up onto the arena, much to the Saiyan's chagrin. He is already out of his fighting stance and now in something more of a 'forgiveness please' stance. "Chichi, I just really wanted to see how strong Yang was. She's really good and--" -- "I don't care HOW good she is! What happens when your son runs out of clothes for tomorrow?! HUH? You're just gonna let him run around NAKED?!" With a swift movement Chichi grabs Goku's ear, and then draaaaags him away. "Hmph," She gets out, giving Yang a curt nod as she departs.
    Goku winces and yelps, hopping along the ground to try and lessen the pain he feels. Pulled from the fight.