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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 8:32:19 GMT -5
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As the punching bag edged towards her, a result of being punched like it had, Cacao took a step back. Her foot shot upwards at an impressive speed, colliding with the bag and knocking it back. Catching herself on her right foot, she watched as the bag nearly smashed into the wall behind it.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 8:34:45 GMT -5
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A satisfied smirk on her face, she slipped into a stance, ready to strike the bag once more. But of course, the bag, thanks to the force of her own kicks, crashed into the hybrid with a quite a bit of force, her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. It nearly knocked the wind out of her, the teen stumbling back a bit.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 8:36:45 GMT -5
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Getting hit by one of the heavier punching bags in the dojo certainly would've floored most normal humans who entered the dojo. But, Cacao remained on her feet, somewhat dazed, but mostly fine. It'd just take her a few seconds to recover.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 8:42:38 GMT -5
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Cacao shook her head quickly, no longer dazed thanks to the massive punching bag colliding with her. She glared at the piece of training equipment and quickly kicked it away, turning to look for a different way to train. Of course, just as she did, the punching bag smacked into her back and knocked her flat on her face.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 8:44:39 GMT -5
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Meeting the floor once more, she suppressed the urge to hit the punching bag with all her strength. It wasn't like it'd do anything at all besides temporarily make her feel better. But, she kicked it again anyways before walking off.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 8:47:26 GMT -5
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She took a quick look around, trying to figure out just how she should continue her training since using the punching bag had failed miserably. Of course, just as she tried to decide, someone approached her from behind. Noticing a ki signal behind her, Cacao tilted her head to the right to avoid a fist that would've hit her right in the back of the skull.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 8:49:43 GMT -5
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She grabbed onto the man's wrist with one hand and turned, clenching her other hand into a fist as she faced her opponent. She punched him pretty hard in the gut, knocking the wind right out of the poor bastard. Cacao watched as he stumbled backwards, holding his stomach as though his insides were leaking out from where she had punched him.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 8:51:37 GMT -5
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Surprisingly, he recovered rather quickly, glaring at the fourteen year old. The fighter charged Cacao, aiming to hit her as hard as he could in the face. But she simply caught his punch and turned, letting go and watching as the man slipped on the floor before colliding with the wall.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 8:53:30 GMT -5
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He got to his feet once more, a little more than annoyed this time thanks to the fact that a little girl was practically making sport of the rather proud martial artist. But, the man had forgotten that he had only recently started training...and he wasn't exactly all that good. Cacao simply motioned for the poor bastard to attempt to attack once more.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 8:55:43 GMT -5
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"You're really starting to piss me off, kid!" He growled, getting more and more ticked off as time went on. Cacao didn't respond, waiting for the goofball to make another attempt. He gladly obliged, kicking off the ground and going for a knee right to the hybrid's face. But, of course, she simply ducked and watched as the man went over her head, landing behind her.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 8:59:16 GMT -5
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That had been what he was hoping for, spinning around and moving to speedblitz the girl. But she simply stepped back and watched as the man slipped just as she had earlier. He met the ground face first, Cacao mere inches out of his reach.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 9:01:10 GMT -5
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He growled in annoyance once more, getting up as fast as he could and charging towards his opponent. His fist tore through the air, aiming to collide with Cacao's face and either knock her back or out. But it did neither, missing her entirely by a mere inch or so since she had tilted her head.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 9:04:25 GMT -5
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As he went for another punch, Cacao caught his fist and held rather tightly onto appendage. She once again balled her own hand into a fist and smashed it into the guy's stomach, letting go of his hand as her punch made contact. The man gasped in pain and stumbled backwards once more.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 13:02:05 GMT -5
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Cacao stepped back, watching the man struggle to pretend that he wasn't in pain. It took a few seconds, but her opponent finally regained composure...only to lose it once more as he flung himself towards her, fist tightly clenched. She just sighed and moved to dodge only to suddenly feel as though her insides were on fire. She started to collapse to the floor, only for the man's foot to smash into her face, sending her skidding across the ground backwards.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 13:06:08 GMT -5
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"HAH! Let's see you get up now, ya little bitch!" The man exclaimed, delighted to finally land a strike on his opponent. He knew that with that kick, there was no way that the teen could recover, especially after he had used his secret technique. But, within a few seconds, Cacao pushed herself off the ground, coughing a little bit thanks to the effects of 'Butterfly'. The man's confidence was washed away in an instant...
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 13:10:26 GMT -5
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She could tell by the man's taunting that the pain she had felt was a result of some technique he had used and she had a pretty good idea of how he had managed it. She got to her feet, glaring at her opponent as she decided on just how she was going to return the pain that the man had caused her with that technique of his. Said martial artist had already gone pale, a bit of sweat dripping down his brow. He had really believed that she'd be knocked out in an instant if he could just land an attack...
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 13:21:52 GMT -5
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The man moved to get the hell away from Cacao, only to experience the feeling of something tearing up his insides. He let out a groan, struggling to stay on his feet despite the massive amount of pain he was in. Of course, that was probably not a good idea, Cacao closing the distance between the two of them rather quickly. She drew her fist back and then Megaton Punched the guy as hard as she could in the stomach before backing away.
He gasped, losing consciousness near immediately thanks to the sheer amount of pain that he was experiencing. Despite that, he remained on his feet for a few more seconds before the effects of the technique kicked in and he was knocked backwards, skidding to a stop right in front of the wall.
OOC: Cacao has figured out how to use Butterfly.
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Post by Heater on Feb 6, 2010 13:26:49 GMT -5
As Heater entered and looked around, he could see various people around the dojo, most learning a technique from a sensei. "Well, this place looks like it's busy, at the moment."
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 13:58:52 GMT -5
Leaving her fallen foe behind, Cacao approached the front desk, grabbing a hold of the flier for the tournament that she had looked at earlier. She really hoped that at least someone in the dojo would know how to get to Papaya Island. But then again, it wasn't the most likely of things in the world. At least, that's what she thought.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 14:01:24 GMT -5
The random moron that the dojo's owner had hired sat at the desk, not even paying attention to what was going on. His headphones were on and he was listening to a random bit of music. Of course, this prevented him from noticing that fourteen year old standing in front of him, holding up the flier for the tournament on Papaya Island.
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 14:05:53 GMT -5
Cacao tried for a long time to get the poor bastard's attention, even resorting to whacking the guy in the head with the flier rolled up. But he was just too interested in the music he had playing on his iPod. She was going to give it a few more tries before she gave up, not yet realizing that the punk had fallen asleep...
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Post by Heater on Feb 6, 2010 14:11:18 GMT -5
Heater continued looking around, until he saw some girl, who had whacked some guy at the front desk. Sighing, he walked over to her and said, "You know, I really don't think you're getting his attention. Maybe you should try hitting him harder?" Then, he looked at the fliers on the front desk, then, looked at what the girl had in her hand. "You interested in joining the Budokai Tenkaichi?"
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 14:11:22 GMT -5
Smacking the punk upside the head one last time with the rolled up newspaper as though she were an old woman who had nothing better to do, Cacao sighed. There was no way in hell she was going to get the answer to her question here. She glanced at the exit to the dojo, deciding she might as well leave and try to find out on her own.
Then she noticed the changeling who had spoken to her. She paused for a split second, a bit shocked by the person's appearance. But she shrugged it off, figuring he was some doofy bastard in a costume, nodding in response to his question.
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Post by Heater on Feb 6, 2010 14:18:49 GMT -5
"Well, if you're looking to get there, I'd suggest you go to the nearest docks, and ask someone to take you to Papaya island. That should do it."
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 14:21:51 GMT -5
Cacao blinked, resisting the urge to hit herself up the back of the head for not thinking of that earlier. Stuffing the flier she had used to attack the sleeping punk into her sleeve, she gave a silent thank you to Heater. She turned to face the door, ready to head out and head towards the docks unless the changeling had anything else to say.
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Post by Heater on Feb 6, 2010 14:28:13 GMT -5
He gave a silent, 'No prob'. Then, he looked around the dojo some more. "So, let's see....What the heck should I learn here? Well, there are probably a variety of techniques here..."
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Post by Cacao on Feb 6, 2010 14:38:06 GMT -5
Cacao headed out the door, thankful to finally be done with the dojo after having fallen asleep and spent the night there. It'd be rather refreshing to get outside after how long she had stayed. But at least she came out of the dojo with a new trick up her sleeve...as well as something to do.
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Post by Heater on Feb 6, 2010 15:15:29 GMT -5
Suddenly, he noticed one guy just standing there. Heater walked over to him and asked, "What are you doing, exactly?"
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Post by Heater on Feb 6, 2010 15:17:07 GMT -5
The man looked at him, and replied, "I'm ki sensing." "Ki sensing? You mean, like sensing for energy in a living being?" The man nodded. "Exactly."
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Post by Heater on Feb 6, 2010 15:22:44 GMT -5
"Say, how would you like to learn how to sense for ki?" "Me? Well...I guess it could be useful. Ok, I'll let you teach me how to sense for ki."
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