Post by projectLuka on Jan 11, 2012 14:08:02 GMT -5
Dropplets of crimson flew out past parted pink lips, the cyborg female taking a stumble back as a fist had collided with the side of her face. Lifting her gloved hand, she brushed it up along her jaw to remove the bruise that had appeared along her fragile skin. The man standing before her appeared to be much larger than herself, built in muscles and yet kept a slender and tight abdomen. His expression held a cocky attitude with him as he launched right back at her, fists flying into her blocking arms, which broke through and hit into her face, chest and shoulders. Flying back with each punch as she cried out, finally collapsing onto the ground in a heap, shaking in place as her arms hung loosely at her own sides. She was losing this fight and it was easy for anyone to tell, if anybody had even been around to begin with. Her knees were covered in scrapes and bruises, along with her legs and arms; finding her vision to blurr as the man towered over her. With a sudden strike up along her jaw her head snapped back, causing her to cry and fall back, It felt like her entire body was breaking into tiny pieces and crumbling to the ground, her lower lip twitching slightly as she attempted to regain herself, but to no avail. A small red trail of blood oozed out over her lip and down against her chin, all was silent on her end. The man didn't like this and his boot heel came crashing into her middle, her mouth parting open with the pain as she fell to the side, curled up within herself.
"Filthy Android..."
His words rang out and into her ears, keeping silent as she found her consciousness losing itself, the view around her blurred and disorientated. The man had turned around and walked away, her hands gripping tightly onto her own body as she felt it aching, pulsating as the pain raised with each movement she made. When finally rolling into a position that did not hurt, she finally passed out upon the floor, lips parting open as her hands uncurled a tad, her entire being going numb for the time being. She'd surely be feeling this in the morning, however, that's the worst part. What has caused the random attack? Purely racism of her kind being part Andriod? Perhaps. The true reason laid behind the man himself, and guys like him weren't one to really give out true reasons. Beginning to feel her senses once more, her cerulean optics parting open, the ocean like orbs shaking like waves themselves as she stared forward at the nothingness. It felt like she had been struck by a train and laid for dead; her head was pounding and her body felt sore all over, as if she moved that her arm might literally fall off. Releasing a soft grunt she rolled over and pressed her palms onto the floor, whimpering as her pink strands fell in front of her face to shadow her facial features.
Her body shook in place as she kept her balance in check, eyes lowering as she stared down at the floor below, pressing herself to her knees. Unable to truly stand just yet she stayed like that, until she felt herself standing instantly, almost wondering when she had done so in that sudden instant. She felt like a fragile human all over again; like she had just woken from some kind of hangover and that she had gotten into a bar fight. However that wasn't the case, it was the past coming back to haunt her all over again, yet she didn't care. She knew that her revenge was coming shortly, she was not the type of woman to be pushed around just for kicks and thrills. Her head gave a soft twist to the side, looking over toward the door of the building she had been laying inside of. With her gaze shifting around she finally noticed where she had been left, in the shopping center in town, which surprised her. It all happened so fast, the fight, it was obvious that the man wasn't a human, knocking her around like that so easily and leaving her mind in a whirl of confusion. Clutching onto the knob of the door she pushed it open, lucky for her that they had been unlocked just an hour ago.
Tilting her head up toward the sky she lifted her hand to cover just above her lids, the orange and pink skies dimming to blue slowly, to welcoming the day and slowly leaving from the early morning. Taking in a deep breath she'd wince and clutch onto her stomach, scuffling herself back home; she felt that she needed a shower after such a rough night. With her fingers combing through her pink strands she felt her body slowly filling with the cold air of the morning wind, it felt good in a sense, rather than painful. What comfort such simply things could give off, it was odd and yet rather enchanting all at the same time. The front doors of the mansion were soon pushed open as the pinkette collapsed inside and onto the floor, panting softly as she felt like her entire body was on fire; that shower or even a bath sounded glorious at that time. Dragging herself upstairs and through her bedroom toward the bathroom she slid into the tub and allowed the water to fill up around her. Arching her back she not only felt it, but heard her back crack, making her moan lightly as it began to feel a bit better already. The warm water surrounded her, bubbles lifting up to cover over her breasts; the scent coming off as cherry blossoms, making a smile spread over her lips.
Her hair was twisted up on top of her head, held with a scrunchy as she collided down into the water, letting it tickle against her cheeks and just above her nose. The warmth was soothing and her fingers could not stop themselves from playing with the bubbles that surrounded her, enjoying the soft 'pop' they gave off as she poked a few. At this point her mind derived back over toward the man from the other night, "curious and curiouser...". She wondered out loud, not sure just what race he was, nor did she care, but why had he attacked her? Before even hearing her voice or steps he could tell that she was not human either, did somebody send him after her? A frown settled onto her lips as she slowly raised from the waters, grasping onto her baby blue coloured towel and drapping it around her body; feet pressing down out of the tub and onto the tiled floor on the other side. A pair of blue jean shorts were slipped onto and around her hips, a black t-shirt following over her arms and down against her slender frame. She couldn't bare looking at herself in the mirror much longer, the bruises and blood marks upon her were too much to bare at that time. Sure she had wrapped herself with gause, but if she had stared for much longer she'd probably grow anger at the entire situation at hand.
A thought came to mind as she wrapped a white jacket about her arms and body, putting her hair down as she quickly moved down the steps and toward the basement. Pushing the door open she arrived at one of her father's laboratories, padding her bare feet across the cement floor and over to a laptop. Lowering herself to take a seat upon a stool that laid there she watched the small box pop open, asking for a password. Typing in the needed words and numbers, she watched the green letters spread over the screen "Access Granted. Welcome Lady Luka." causing a small smile to come to her face, it felt as though she wasn't alone, at least for a little while. Searching through a few files and reading up on his training program he had set up for his Androids to get a better feel of their senses. They had to be able to take on Goku after all, how else would they do so without some sort of training. There were a few vertial reality helmets to test out training methods that seemed to be life-like, considering an entire room was designed with it. Pushing herself up she clicked "OK" and pushed open the clear door, shifting over to the black helmet and setting it down upon her head. She was able to choose who she fought and where the location was to take place at. Gnawing on her inner lip she thought for a moment while scrolling through a few candidates, most which appeared to be a lot like the man she liked; King Vegeta. So, they must all be Saiyan. Letting out a soft sigh and nodding her head she figured it was better than fighting a weaker being, as fara s she knew, Saiyans were strongest; in her eyes anyway.
Finally stopping on the list she found a man named Nappa who appeared to be the Commander of the Saiyan Army, he seemed pretty strong so she pressed the 'fight' button, the helmet tightening upon her head as she readied herself. "Soldier training, stage one. Megurine 03 vs. Nappa. In this session, you are to pin your opponet down without KOing them." That sounded simple enough, until she realized just what Nappa looked like. The area around them changed to a large grass land plateau, the bald headed man before her in his Saiyan armour, fists clenched at his sides with a large smirk plastered upon his lips. Taking a small step back at awe of his might and tall stature she regained herself and lowered her gaze, fists clenching as well. "FIGHT." Instantly the man shot into her direction, his arm smacking across her face, making her tumble across the blades of grass. Quickly regaining her footing she jumped up and gave a thrust of her fist, only to scream as his much larger hand clutched tightly onto her knuckles; crushing them under his touch. Her knees started to give in, wobbling together, which soon wouldn't last as his leg sweeped behind her cafs, sending her hitting hard to the ground with a grunt. His free elbow pressed into her neck, making her release a cry while her hands held tight onto his muscles.
"Winner: Nappa."
Letting out a soft whimper as he removed himself from her she rolled over onto the ground and rubbed her fist against her own chin. Gero wasn't joking around when making this machine in order to make his Androids stronger than all Saiyans that were known of. Standing up again she grunted and held her fists up by her own face once more. "Soldier training, stage one. Megurine 03 vs. Nappa. In this session, you are to pin your opponet down without KOing them." She heard the machine voice repeat itself once more, "FIGHT." launching herself forward this time she gave a thrust of her leg, hitting it directly into his armour, which seemed to have hurt more than him as she chuckled and grabbed onto her thin body, lifting him above her head. Letting out soft squeals she'd squirm around, trying to remove herself from his firm grip. He began to bend her above his head, making her scream and flames started to appear over her body, burning his hands as he dropped her instantly upon the ground. The flames extinguished and she released a few whimpers, rolling over onto her stomach and gazing up toward him. His heel came smashing against her face, sending her flying into a rock-like wall nearby, itself crumbling down along with the pinkette. She felt it now; he finally did it to make her almost literally break, he bodyslammed himself into her backside, an ear piercing scream releasing through the mansion as she felt the metal and bones in her body cracking. "Winner: Nappa." The brute removed himself from her and made his way back to his corner, that smirk never leaving from his cocky appearance.
Pressing a few buttons on the remote the mode was now about to change. "Soldier training, stage two. Megurine 03 vs. Nappa. In this session, you are to KO your opponet. Please make sure there is supervisior around to terminate the session when KO'd." Realising that she didn't have anyone she was about to switch it off, but it was too late. "FIGHT." A smash came to the side of her face, sending her flying as the remote flew out of her hand. In reality, she was shown being flown across the empty room, but it was truly much worse than that. A smash of his boot was sent into her stomach, making the Cyborg cry out and grip onto his ankle, attempting to rip him off of her. It was then that his eyes began to glow, causing her to gasp as beams now came directly down at her, the ground below exploding and sending the female flying into the air, her consciousness about ready to lose itself. Closing her palms together in front of herself, she began to chant silently to herself, flames engulfing her body as a large ki beam went flying directly into his direction, he merely laughed and tried to block it; yet it flew up before making contact and made its way around him, hitting into the spine of his back. The explosion sent them both flying as Luka fell back against the nearby rock pillar, panting as she fought for herself to stay awake.
Lifting her hand she wipped some blood from her mouth, only for her head to shoot up as a sudden white beam came from Nappa's mouth, flying directly at her as her arms lifting to block it. "Session over." Gasping the pinkette's head fell to the side, finally losing herself as the warmth of the fight took over and sent her into an unconscious state. The woman in the other room had hit the switch, the one who resembled to be Luka's mother. Her long white-ish pink tinted hair trailing down along her back as she made her way into the room and lifed the girl into her arms, the helmet falling off to the ground with a 'thunk'. "Luka... you're pushing yourself too hard." The woman spoke softly, her voice coming out in a robotic fashion, but it was barely noticeable, just like the pinkette's. Turning on her heels the woman led the girl upstairs and to her room in order to recover from the training session she had tried to win at.
"Filthy Android..."
His words rang out and into her ears, keeping silent as she found her consciousness losing itself, the view around her blurred and disorientated. The man had turned around and walked away, her hands gripping tightly onto her own body as she felt it aching, pulsating as the pain raised with each movement she made. When finally rolling into a position that did not hurt, she finally passed out upon the floor, lips parting open as her hands uncurled a tad, her entire being going numb for the time being. She'd surely be feeling this in the morning, however, that's the worst part. What has caused the random attack? Purely racism of her kind being part Andriod? Perhaps. The true reason laid behind the man himself, and guys like him weren't one to really give out true reasons. Beginning to feel her senses once more, her cerulean optics parting open, the ocean like orbs shaking like waves themselves as she stared forward at the nothingness. It felt like she had been struck by a train and laid for dead; her head was pounding and her body felt sore all over, as if she moved that her arm might literally fall off. Releasing a soft grunt she rolled over and pressed her palms onto the floor, whimpering as her pink strands fell in front of her face to shadow her facial features.
Her body shook in place as she kept her balance in check, eyes lowering as she stared down at the floor below, pressing herself to her knees. Unable to truly stand just yet she stayed like that, until she felt herself standing instantly, almost wondering when she had done so in that sudden instant. She felt like a fragile human all over again; like she had just woken from some kind of hangover and that she had gotten into a bar fight. However that wasn't the case, it was the past coming back to haunt her all over again, yet she didn't care. She knew that her revenge was coming shortly, she was not the type of woman to be pushed around just for kicks and thrills. Her head gave a soft twist to the side, looking over toward the door of the building she had been laying inside of. With her gaze shifting around she finally noticed where she had been left, in the shopping center in town, which surprised her. It all happened so fast, the fight, it was obvious that the man wasn't a human, knocking her around like that so easily and leaving her mind in a whirl of confusion. Clutching onto the knob of the door she pushed it open, lucky for her that they had been unlocked just an hour ago.
Tilting her head up toward the sky she lifted her hand to cover just above her lids, the orange and pink skies dimming to blue slowly, to welcoming the day and slowly leaving from the early morning. Taking in a deep breath she'd wince and clutch onto her stomach, scuffling herself back home; she felt that she needed a shower after such a rough night. With her fingers combing through her pink strands she felt her body slowly filling with the cold air of the morning wind, it felt good in a sense, rather than painful. What comfort such simply things could give off, it was odd and yet rather enchanting all at the same time. The front doors of the mansion were soon pushed open as the pinkette collapsed inside and onto the floor, panting softly as she felt like her entire body was on fire; that shower or even a bath sounded glorious at that time. Dragging herself upstairs and through her bedroom toward the bathroom she slid into the tub and allowed the water to fill up around her. Arching her back she not only felt it, but heard her back crack, making her moan lightly as it began to feel a bit better already. The warm water surrounded her, bubbles lifting up to cover over her breasts; the scent coming off as cherry blossoms, making a smile spread over her lips.
Her hair was twisted up on top of her head, held with a scrunchy as she collided down into the water, letting it tickle against her cheeks and just above her nose. The warmth was soothing and her fingers could not stop themselves from playing with the bubbles that surrounded her, enjoying the soft 'pop' they gave off as she poked a few. At this point her mind derived back over toward the man from the other night, "curious and curiouser...". She wondered out loud, not sure just what race he was, nor did she care, but why had he attacked her? Before even hearing her voice or steps he could tell that she was not human either, did somebody send him after her? A frown settled onto her lips as she slowly raised from the waters, grasping onto her baby blue coloured towel and drapping it around her body; feet pressing down out of the tub and onto the tiled floor on the other side. A pair of blue jean shorts were slipped onto and around her hips, a black t-shirt following over her arms and down against her slender frame. She couldn't bare looking at herself in the mirror much longer, the bruises and blood marks upon her were too much to bare at that time. Sure she had wrapped herself with gause, but if she had stared for much longer she'd probably grow anger at the entire situation at hand.
A thought came to mind as she wrapped a white jacket about her arms and body, putting her hair down as she quickly moved down the steps and toward the basement. Pushing the door open she arrived at one of her father's laboratories, padding her bare feet across the cement floor and over to a laptop. Lowering herself to take a seat upon a stool that laid there she watched the small box pop open, asking for a password. Typing in the needed words and numbers, she watched the green letters spread over the screen "Access Granted. Welcome Lady Luka." causing a small smile to come to her face, it felt as though she wasn't alone, at least for a little while. Searching through a few files and reading up on his training program he had set up for his Androids to get a better feel of their senses. They had to be able to take on Goku after all, how else would they do so without some sort of training. There were a few vertial reality helmets to test out training methods that seemed to be life-like, considering an entire room was designed with it. Pushing herself up she clicked "OK" and pushed open the clear door, shifting over to the black helmet and setting it down upon her head. She was able to choose who she fought and where the location was to take place at. Gnawing on her inner lip she thought for a moment while scrolling through a few candidates, most which appeared to be a lot like the man she liked; King Vegeta. So, they must all be Saiyan. Letting out a soft sigh and nodding her head she figured it was better than fighting a weaker being, as fara s she knew, Saiyans were strongest; in her eyes anyway.
Finally stopping on the list she found a man named Nappa who appeared to be the Commander of the Saiyan Army, he seemed pretty strong so she pressed the 'fight' button, the helmet tightening upon her head as she readied herself. "Soldier training, stage one. Megurine 03 vs. Nappa. In this session, you are to pin your opponet down without KOing them." That sounded simple enough, until she realized just what Nappa looked like. The area around them changed to a large grass land plateau, the bald headed man before her in his Saiyan armour, fists clenched at his sides with a large smirk plastered upon his lips. Taking a small step back at awe of his might and tall stature she regained herself and lowered her gaze, fists clenching as well. "FIGHT." Instantly the man shot into her direction, his arm smacking across her face, making her tumble across the blades of grass. Quickly regaining her footing she jumped up and gave a thrust of her fist, only to scream as his much larger hand clutched tightly onto her knuckles; crushing them under his touch. Her knees started to give in, wobbling together, which soon wouldn't last as his leg sweeped behind her cafs, sending her hitting hard to the ground with a grunt. His free elbow pressed into her neck, making her release a cry while her hands held tight onto his muscles.
"Winner: Nappa."
Letting out a soft whimper as he removed himself from her she rolled over onto the ground and rubbed her fist against her own chin. Gero wasn't joking around when making this machine in order to make his Androids stronger than all Saiyans that were known of. Standing up again she grunted and held her fists up by her own face once more. "Soldier training, stage one. Megurine 03 vs. Nappa. In this session, you are to pin your opponet down without KOing them." She heard the machine voice repeat itself once more, "FIGHT." launching herself forward this time she gave a thrust of her leg, hitting it directly into his armour, which seemed to have hurt more than him as she chuckled and grabbed onto her thin body, lifting him above her head. Letting out soft squeals she'd squirm around, trying to remove herself from his firm grip. He began to bend her above his head, making her scream and flames started to appear over her body, burning his hands as he dropped her instantly upon the ground. The flames extinguished and she released a few whimpers, rolling over onto her stomach and gazing up toward him. His heel came smashing against her face, sending her flying into a rock-like wall nearby, itself crumbling down along with the pinkette. She felt it now; he finally did it to make her almost literally break, he bodyslammed himself into her backside, an ear piercing scream releasing through the mansion as she felt the metal and bones in her body cracking. "Winner: Nappa." The brute removed himself from her and made his way back to his corner, that smirk never leaving from his cocky appearance.
Pressing a few buttons on the remote the mode was now about to change. "Soldier training, stage two. Megurine 03 vs. Nappa. In this session, you are to KO your opponet. Please make sure there is supervisior around to terminate the session when KO'd." Realising that she didn't have anyone she was about to switch it off, but it was too late. "FIGHT." A smash came to the side of her face, sending her flying as the remote flew out of her hand. In reality, she was shown being flown across the empty room, but it was truly much worse than that. A smash of his boot was sent into her stomach, making the Cyborg cry out and grip onto his ankle, attempting to rip him off of her. It was then that his eyes began to glow, causing her to gasp as beams now came directly down at her, the ground below exploding and sending the female flying into the air, her consciousness about ready to lose itself. Closing her palms together in front of herself, she began to chant silently to herself, flames engulfing her body as a large ki beam went flying directly into his direction, he merely laughed and tried to block it; yet it flew up before making contact and made its way around him, hitting into the spine of his back. The explosion sent them both flying as Luka fell back against the nearby rock pillar, panting as she fought for herself to stay awake.
Lifting her hand she wipped some blood from her mouth, only for her head to shoot up as a sudden white beam came from Nappa's mouth, flying directly at her as her arms lifting to block it. "Session over." Gasping the pinkette's head fell to the side, finally losing herself as the warmth of the fight took over and sent her into an unconscious state. The woman in the other room had hit the switch, the one who resembled to be Luka's mother. Her long white-ish pink tinted hair trailing down along her back as she made her way into the room and lifed the girl into her arms, the helmet falling off to the ground with a 'thunk'. "Luka... you're pushing yourself too hard." The woman spoke softly, her voice coming out in a robotic fashion, but it was barely noticeable, just like the pinkette's. Turning on her heels the woman led the girl upstairs and to her room in order to recover from the training session she had tried to win at.
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