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Post by Trunks (Present) on Nov 19, 2009 14:40:37 GMT -5
[Getting my old pal back into this rping stuff, so bare with us as we get rid of the rust  ] The stage was set for the two to fight once again. They stood meters apart and it was obvious the two had a score to settle. Simply who was the better? With legs apart, and arms ready in a classic fighting pose, it was clear Goten that Trunks was ready, but was the younger half Saiyan? "Come on then Goten, but you do realise you can't beat me, right?"Cocky as ever... He sped forward aiming a right punch to his best friends gut, starting off at a reasonably slow pace. |
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Post by Zell on Nov 19, 2009 14:53:12 GMT -5
Goten began to smile at Trunk's lame insult. It went straight over his head. He had become so used to his overconfidence, he had learned over time to ignore everything that was aimed to demoralize him.
"Whatever, Trunks. Remember what we agreed to earlier? I get to keep one of your toys. You promised, you promised!
Goten began to eagerly dance on the spot, waving his arms in the air. He instantly stopped, and his face turned into a frown. Trunks was charging at him, aiming a punch.
Goten flew to the side, whilst still maintaining ground level.
"So thats the way you wanna do this? Come and get me ! Nyah nyah!"
Goten stuck out his tongue at Trunks, encouraging him to attack.
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Post by Trunks (Present) on Nov 19, 2009 15:00:21 GMT -5
"Whatever, Trunks. Remember what we agreed to earlier? I get to keep one of your toys. You promised, you promised!"
He caught Goten's little speech and watched as he danced, this was all whilst he was mid-flight towards his best friend. There was no way in hell Goten was getting his hands on one of his toys, mainly because he knew exactly how Goten worked, and it'd be his favourite toy his friend would take, regardless of whether Goten actually liked it.
Trunks had to stop sharply when he noticed the movement of Goten, he knew he should have tried harder to start with, now he had given him best friend the opportunity to mock him. It always seemed to start like this, Goten always turned a fight into some sort of game, a reason why Trunks loved hanging out with him, he'd laugh afterwards.
"So thats the way you wanna do this? Come and get me ! Nyah nyah!"
There it was, and as usual in the heat of battle it was all that was needed to rile Trunks. He frowned as he was shown up and blatantly challenged to do better, and like a fish with bait, he'd bite.
He charged again, much faster this time, taking no time to stand and react verbally, he hoped it would put Goten off guard at the agility he would show. He sent a stronger, faster punch this time, aimed once more at the boy's lower chest.
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Post by Zell on Nov 19, 2009 15:19:15 GMT -5
As he saw Trunks come to a sudden stop, Goten began to grin. There was no chance that his purple haired friend could get the better of him now. He was unstoppable. No one in in the entire universe could get the better of him! That toy was going to be his. Maybe he'd pick the one he'd started playing with recently over at Capsule Corp. Or maybe..
"OH YEAH! I'M NUMBER ONE! I WANT THE MR SATAN TOY YOU HAVE! YOU CAN GIVE IT TO ME AFTER I-"
Goten stopped mid sentence. Trunks had caught him completely off guard. He had absolutely no time to dodge this particular punch, and he could only hover there, waiting for the fist to hit it's mark.
As soon as it connected, Goten began to back away, holding his stomach and wheezing. How could Trunks launch such a quick attack, also without Goten having the slightest clue? He cursed himself as he gradually managed to stand back up.
'Allright Trunks, the fun times over! Let's get to the fighting part now, okay?' He managed a quick smile, before charging at Trunks. He brought his right leg up, and aimed a kick to his best friends face.
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Post by Trunks (Present) on Nov 19, 2009 15:32:18 GMT -5
Trunks had a serious issue with being outdone by Goten, it was a pet hate and as soon as Goten had mocked him the lavander haired youngster's ego shot through the roof. He still refrained from anything that would seriously hurt his friend, but he still didn't hold too much back.
"OH YEAH! I'M NUMBER ONE! I WANT THE MR SATAN TOY YOU HAVE! YOU CAN GIVE IT TO ME AFTER I-"
A grin formed on Trunks' face at the sight and sound of hitting his mark. Now the hunter had become the hunted and the tables had turned. The back and forth fights were often present in the boy's fights, and this was no exception, and it was Trunks' turn to toy with Goten.
'Allright Trunks, the fun times over! Let's get to the fighting part now, okay?'
Trunks chuckled, closing his eyes for a split second, fortunatly just enough time to catch sight of the incoming attack in the knick of time. He tilted his head out of the way of the kick, feeling the brush of the foot on his check, but nothing more. He knew the vulnerability of Goten and took the initiative straight away.
Pacing backwards in partial flight away from Goten, he looked to his friend and threw away the rule book, this time he was going to use an energy attack, even if they had agreed not to use them. A small ball appeared in Trunks' hand as he begun to stop from his smallscale withdraw and sent it flying towards the exposed back of Goten.
"When's this fighting part starting, Goten? If you don't try you're not going to beat me!" He gave some verbal back, smirking at the idea of what Goten would reply with. Cheating? Sure, but it was so going to be worth Goten's face.
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