The Alien & Half Alien [Arlan Vs. Frost]

OOC: We will use our current stats as of right now, though if the updates get approved before we initiate the actual fighting we can edit in our new stats and such. You ok with that?

It was a nice, sunny, and calm day with clear skies almost as translucent as the air itself. It was hard though for the young warrior to savor its organic beauty as his body ached all over. It seemed as if he had been training non stop for the past month, grinding through tasks between Korin and Kami at the tower and the lookout. He felt rather embarrassed passing out on Mr. Popo's magic carpet after completing the astral realm challenge assigned to him by the green alien guardian. As such, the assistant genie had opted for him to take a break before continuing his training any further, stressing that good rest was just as important as a good physical work out regimen.

It was a hard pill to swallow considering his youthful eagerness to progress, no matter how exhausted he truly was. As such, the young warrior did not go without a fight, or rather, a weird game of tag. There were many instances where he tried to speed past Mr. Popo to try and find Kami for sake of continuing his training, but the white turbaned assistant was just much too quick, cutting him off effortlessly at each pass. Eventually, the dark haired warrior gave in to the swift genie's suggestion and flew off from the lookout, trying to figure out where and how long he should go to rest.

After a brief flight he found himself above an array of gorgeously vegetated archipelagos, and seemingly without restraint, he had swooped down in a light purple aura power flight and landed on one of the small masses of land. It wasn't much save for a few cliffs, grass, and trees aside from the surrounding coastlines, but at least the healthy vibrant green of the plant life was nice to look at for whatever small consolation that would prove to be worth.

“Whelp, I guess this should do...?” He stated with a tone of uncertainty as he swiveled his head and surveyed the small land mass with a curious look upon his face as if a lost tourist in a foreign land.

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Actions

• Looking around while keeping mind to his sense of ki.

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Around that same time, Frost was making his way across the ocean, hovering above the water. He preferred to walk if possible, but he settled for a relaxing, slow flight over the ocean for now. He took in the beauty of the area with a smile. Water was such a lovely thing to look at. Especially when you're not trapped in an encasement of its solidified counterpart for the better part of twenty years. Though he was fairly certain nobody else would have quite that same thought, but he was enjoying the trip nonetheless. As he flew along, he pondered how Broly and some others seemed to be able to tell he was around. Apparently they "sensed" him or something. Thinking back to what he has learned so far in regards to ki, he decided he should try learning this technique at some point.

He decided to land on the small island in the area and relax, looking around and taking in the scenery. He looked at all the lush vegetation in the area with a happy smile. This world was rich with life, and color. And it made the small blue being happy to have landed in such a beauteous world. What he didn't realize is that he was casually strolling ever closer to Arlan at that moment.

WC: 219
TWC: 219

OOC: Sure sounds good ^^

“This is pointless, besides, I don't even feel tired.” He lied to himself in thought as he shuffled over to the adjacent face of a small twelve foot cliff and propped his shoulders up against its rocky texture. He could literally feel the exhaustion circulating throughout his body. His calves and hamstrings were tensed and sore with a great volume of lactic acid as his pectorals burned with what felt like the intensity of the sun. Not only because of his training, but mainly due to the many blows he suffered in that area while in the astral realm. He found it odd how the damage ones spirit takes somehow manifests back into their body, but at the moment he couldn't really find the passion to care about why, he just wished the pain would somehow just vanish.

No sooner than he began to roll his eyes in a growing fit of boredom from the seclusion of his training, tendrils of foreign Ki began flow past his minds eye. His senses were picking up a rather capable ki signature pretty much in his immediate vicinity. Quickly, the young warrior drew his eyes up, and no sooner than his first glance did he notice a short blue gremlin esque humanoid with red horns and a bulbous skull that seemed to be a tough texture. His best guess was that it was some sort of exoskeleton for protection, but given that this being was obviously not native to this planet, he could not be too sure.

“He's and alien just like Kami! I suppose we are officially not alone in the universe, we've got foreign beings literally walking amongst us.” He thought as he propped his shoulders off of the cliff side and slowly etched toward the icy blue humanoid with an air of proper caution. Enough to be prepared, but not so much as to appear fearful of the entity before him. He was a trained martial arts warrior, he could not simply leave in fear. With his abilities he had a responsibility, he needed to figure out why this alien was here and what his intentions were on this planet.

“You, your not human. What brings you to this planet?” He inquired at the blue horned humanoid as he approached, stopping a few yards shy and outstretching his left arm, pointing with his index finger.

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Actions

• Attempting to engage Frost in conversation.

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