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1st Chestnut: Arrival [Action/Voice]

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[People who happen to be making use of the Hot Springs might take note that there's a stranger in their midst. A short, bald man with six little dots on his forehead is laying down and sleeping on one of the deck-chairs near the edge of the tub. He's dressed, at least, but that doesn't change the fact that he's just there, dozing away with a journal for a pillow. Occasionally he lets out a little sigh of contentment, mumbling to himself in his sleep and seemingly oblivious to the world around him.

After a while, he does wake up though, and looks around, completely lost. In his flailing he notices the journal he's been laying on and grabs it up.]

Huh? What...? Well how the heck did I end up in a hot spring? And...what's with this thing? Oh man I hope that blinking light doesn't mean it's gonna explode or something. That'd be just my luck...

[There's the sound of random buttons being pressed and the picture flickers a few times before Krillin realizes that the blinking light means that it is, in fact, recording. He sounds immediately apologetic, and just starts speaking normally, if somewhat formally.]

Uh...sorry about that. My name's Krillin and ah-hehehe I don't know who's Capsulepad this is, but I found it and I wanna return it. The book model is really cool, I didn't even know they made them, but I'm not a thief. If you can hear this, then let me know where you are and I'll return it right away. Only, I guess it'd be great if you could give me some directions too.

[Later, after he's finally departed and begun to poke around his new surroundings, Krillin makes a beeline for town, whizzing along through the chilly air and cursing his luck. It's cold, and his clothes are freaking gone, and he of course missed the teleporter. Once he finds and swipes some clothes, he'll start poking his head around trying to find out where he can get some food and more information. So, expect him to turn up in the Item Shop, Bakery, and Welcome Center.]

[OOC: Please feel free to break time on the action portions of the thread! It's more fun that way.]

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You can find me at the Battle Dome. As you can imagine, that's where I can generally be found. Don't take a lifetime to get here or I'll make you regret it.

[He'll be waiting at the center console when Krillin gets there.]

Yeah, that sounds like you. I'll be there shortly.

[He floats up and he'll eventually meander into the dome after about five or six minutes.]

Uh, hey Vegeta.

[He ignores the greeting initially, as he's punching some things into the console.]

It's about time. Now see that chamber in there? Get in there, right now. I'm giving you a little introduction to this place, and I figured showing you is the best way of going about it.

[Krillin blinks at the command, but he figures that hey...Vegeta probably is just trying to be helpful in his own way and he moves towards the door.]

This place is that simulation room I heard about right?

[He turns and glares at Krillin. He told him to read the guide. Why is he asking him such stupid questions.]

Just shut up and get in there.

[Rolling his eyes, Krillin meanders in...]

[He finishes the simulation program, starts it the minute Krillin is in the door, and floats up to the observation deck so he can get a good view of the show that's about to begin inside.]

[He's set up a sim with a few Third Party soldiers, only one of them being an elite, and Krillin will find that his power is totally gone- the power cap is at 100%.

Plus they look thirsty and ready to drink Krillin's blood.]

[Krillin groans when he feels his power being drained away, and looks back at the door. Somehow he's not surprised by this...

What a jerk.]

[And then the enemies are rushing at him, wings beating and he doesn't exactly have time to think.

He spares a glance at the door though, to see if he can get out.

Nope.

What a jerk!]

[He eyes the rushing bad guys and speaks in a wavering voice...]

Uh...heh...we can work this out peacefully...right?

[No answer.

Of course.

Jerk!]

[He scowls and clenches his hands into fists.

He wasn't going to take this lying down!

Not in front of that jerk]

[And he runs forward to meet their charge with a shriek. He ducks under a spear and slams his fist into one guy's face, sending him to the ground with a broken nose. Just as quick, he drops to one knee, narrowly avoiding an axe blow. A quick jab to an ankle sends that guy down in a heap...

And then the elite's coming at him with a pair of daggers and a hungry look in his eye.]

Come on, you big jerk!

[Angry that he'd been tricked into this situation, Krillin screamed at the top of his lungs, an odd battle-roar from somebody so tiny, and rushed right at the elite. Sure, he was big and looked fast, but Krillin wasn't the weakling that everyone thought he was. Not when it came to regular guys. He didn't need his ki to deal with these simulated guys anyway.

No way!

He jumps aside to avoid a thrown knife, careening into a series of hangsprings that carry him closer. As it finishes he pushes off of the ground and flies right at the elite's head.]

TAKE THIS YOU JERK!

[Of course he's envisioning the enemy's face is Vegeta's, naturally.]

[And down the big jerk goes. Krillin lands in a stance, looking around for more enemies.]

There's no substitute for good ol' practice. I guess all that reflex and acrobatics training for the Cell Games really did pay off.

Edited 2014-02-19 01:58 (UTC)

[He just sits there and waits. Waits for that elite to get up and start pounding Krillin right into the ground. Honestly, the bald headed idiot should be able to handle one elite in Vegeta's mind, because he's going to have to get used to it anyway. And if not, then maybe he deserves the beating of his life so he trains harder so he can take on at least one in non-powered combat.]

Edited 2014-02-19 03:37 (UTC)

[As if on cue, the big elite lurches to it's feet and lunges at Krillin!

He squawks and rolls out of the way, coming up on his feet a few yards away]

Oh...great...

[The elite reclaims a knife and stalks towards Krillin like some sort of bizarre, winged Jim Bowie. He swipes once, and the little guy gets out of the way, getting a good kick in, bruising the elite's arm.]

[Which naturally pisses the guy off. It swings a fist at him, clipping him in the shoulder and sending him staggering, falling back.. In that instant the elite lunges, knife first...]

[Krillin's size is helpful for once, and he rolls to the left, kicking out as he does. The knife impacts with the ground where his head was, and the kick takes the elite in the knee. There's a thump of impact and a crunching sensation.]

Hah! Take that!

[Krillin keeps up his roll even while he taunts, and the big guy seems to wobble for a second before he gets to his feet. The knee has clearly healed itself somewhat, no doubt the product of Shifting, and he takes another step towards the prone human.

Krillin's quick to get up, and he looks mighty nervous as the elite comes at him. Hadn't he just broken that guy's leg?]

[Casting about he spots something that might help. Again he dives out of the way, angling himself towards one of the downed grunts. The elite compensates for this by tossing his knife at Krillin. It doesn't hit completely, but it does cut into his shoulder as he moves. Thank goodness for reflexes!

As quick as that, the elite's recovered though, grabbing another knife from it's belt and running towards him!]

[Grunting with the pain from the cut, Krillin grabs for the spear one of the guys dropped and swings it around like a staff. It's been ages since he felt he needed a weapon, but the training he'd had from the Orin monks hadn't been for nothing. The stick connects, knocking the knife aside.

Krillin's about to make a backswing when the elite picks up speed in a sudden burst of wind, crashing into Krillin and stunning him for a moment! The spear goes flying, and the elite starts punching Krillin, pounding away!]

[Admittedly this isn't a situation Krillin's unused to. And instead of being beaten to a pulp he shoves himself up onto his hands, ignoring the punches and slamming his head into the elite's nose. It's a brute force move, but it's effective enough to break it and stun the guy.

With an angry shout, now Krillin's on top of the guy, pummelling away until he stops moving. Clearly, after all that, the fight's pretty much over. Krillin's got a bloody nose, several bruises, a black eye, and a few cuts on his shoulders and legs.]

[He stands up woozily and glares down at the big guy.]

And stay down! Jerk!

[Then he hobbles towards the door, wondering if that was all Vegeta had in mind. The prince of all jerks, he probably wasn't done.]

[Floating back down from the observation deck, he lands next to the console once more, leaning up against it with arms folded as he normally does. He is done, thankfully, and waits for Krillin to come out of the chamber.]

[When the monk finally manages to make his way back over, he speaks up.]

Well, you actually managed to survive. I'm impressed.

[He meanders out of the chamber and wipes away some sweat.]

What was that guy? One of those Third Party mooks?

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