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Post by sexystrife on Jun 21, 2012 19:59:07 GMT -5
OOC: (The Gravity Chamber is used for intense gravity training. This is where Vegeta is typically found.)
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Post by sexystrife on Jun 27, 2012 16:04:52 GMT -5
There had always been a comforting void in the wake of absolute silence, a screaming pitch that not many were privy. Vegeta had come to welcome that noise with a sense of peace, welcoming what would have once driven any sane man to the brink of their mind with an air of ease. The gravity chamber’s massive walls afforded him a place of solitude, a room of silence where no one dared venture. Mostly. Vegeta had become adept at playing the silent rock, playing as though he took no notice of those around him, and he found that, with time, most left him alone just as he wanted. Then why? Why did she deem it necessary to CONTINUOUSLY try and interact with him? He could take her scorn and her constant jabs in attempt to break him, but this—this new found interest she had taken in him was beginning to unnerve him.
Vegeta’s lip twitched somewhat as his attention was drawn to the outside; He could hear her now, fussing at some poor fool for god knows what. Her voice rising and falling in anger, her mood changing as swiftly as the wind; turbulent and without remorse for any caught in its gale.
‘Annoying female.’
The saiyan prince huffed, pushing the blue-haired scientist from his thoughts and continued on with his training. Throwing himself into his work had served well in drowning out his thoughts in the past; he prayed it would do the very same now. The walls became alive again with the echoes of stifled grunts as the saiyan prince trained, his lithe body moving in time to dodge the blasts Bulma’s droids afforded him. He had to push, he had to break through this wall that kept him grounded; however insane the idea of facing an immortal seemed to him, However much he wished he’d been left to his void, it had to be done. There was no going back now.
Vegeta snarled in silence, retaliating with several sharp Ki blasts that left the droids in ruins, smoldering and twitching as the smoke finally cleared. Vegeta straightened, exhaling sharply as he calmly took in the damage he had done. Vegeta threaded a gloved hand through his ebony tresses, observing the battered remains of his ‘opponents’ with a clinical eye. It wasn’t enough, time to up the gravity.
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Post by sexystrife on Jul 5, 2012 16:49:59 GMT -5
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The hum of the chamber finally faded into silence as the saiyan prince disengaged the gravity simulator, his long, grueling training session finally over for the day. His arms quaked, and his panting became all the more evident to him as the gravity simulator finally powered down and left him standing at zero. Vegeta exhaled softly, relishing in the change as he attempted to gather himself and calm his thudding heart; After all, training at one hundred times earth’s normal gravity was no easy task.
His body burned with a familiar pain that brought the saiyan back, causing a scowl to etch its way onto his lips. The pain was nothing, he had experienced levels of pain most would find impossible, but the incredible strain the gravity left on his body meant he had much work to do.
As the air cooled, so did he and he finally found himself still, the pains of his earlier session subsiding into a dull throb. He would repeat the process later on, but for now he had to leave the confines of his safe haven just for a little while, lest the human female come and interrupt him again.
(Continued in Bulma's Lab)
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