{{
`${userDetail.user.displayName}${userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode ? `#${standardizeBungieGlobalCode(userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode)}` : ""}`}}
{{getUserClans()}}
originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/3/2016 8:49:58 PM
1
[i]Jason quickly threw the rest of his still steaming hot chocolate down his throat, setting the ceramic cup down on the counter of the Starbucks. [/i]
"Well.. Wanna start, then, kiddo?"
English
-
"Yeah! So, to start off, you need to focus real hard!"
-
"Focus, eh?" [i]Jason's grey-silver eyes slid shut as he started to slow his breath, regulating it. He started to make his mind empty, thinking about nothing other than regulating his breath, keeping it slow and steady. [/i]
-
"Silly, that's not how you do that! You gotta get angry, yell, do whatever! It might take a while to get the handle of!"
-
[i]The Russian remained very silent, thinking about one thing in specific. Something made his breathing escalate. He started to seethe with anger, his head twitching to the left. He then opened his eyes, left eye twitching somewhat. He definitely was pissed alright. [/i]
-
"Alright! Now, release all that anger at once! Yell! Scream! Do whatever! Power up!"
-
[i]He remained silent for a few more moments, his hands clenching into fists. He then erupted like a damned volcano. [/i] "THA' MOTHAFUСKIN' VILEBLOOD WHОRE! I'LL BE DA ONE TA TEAR THA' BITCH'S HEAD OFF!"
-
"Don't yell words! Just yell!"
-
[i]And, well, Jason did yell. He yelled and roared, everyone looking at him like he was fücking insane which wasn't very far off. [/i]
-
[b]Slowly, very slowly, he felt his own power begin to rise, to bubble up.[/b] "Yes! Good! Keep going!"
-
[i]The yelling continued, this feeling of power only egging the currently pissed off Russian on. He yelled more and more, screaming things of hatred and anger. [/i]
-
[b]It eventually seemed to cap, he just started to shake and strain.[/b]
-
[i]At this point, the yelling seized though the anger remained. He didn't exactly know what happened, but he just went along with it. [/i]
-
"Good! Your power level is like twelve now! That's really good for a human! Their normal power level is five! Okay, no pretend like you're throwing a baseball, but imagine that you're making the baseball in your hand as you do it!"
-
[i]He had played baseball in his childhood, though he'd be extremely rusty nevertheless. The mini Space Marine reeled his right hand back, pretending there was an invisible baseball between his thumb, index, and middle finger, while also thinking about creating a ball. He then threw the pretend baseball as hard as he could, aimed at the sky. [/i]
-
[b]As he did this, a very slight, shining white aura surrounded him, and he launched a bright yellow Ki blast into the air, which promptly exploded in his face because he didn't know how to control it.[/b]
-
[i]This burned his face, a yelp coming from him as he was knocked back and off his feet. He hit the ground with a very hard thud, the kinetic gel in his armour absorbing the blow. Jason slowly blinked as he looked up, amazed at what the -blam!- just happened. He did some Saiyan stuff, but at the same time he burned his face off. It hurt like a bitch, though he didn't show it. [/i]
-
"Oh kami!" [b]Celon runs over, looking down at him. He was worried. His first student had already gotten a part of his face burnt off.[/b] "Are you alright?!"
-
"I'm fine!" [i]Jason exclaimed with a hearty laugh. Laughing after burning his face off? He really was completely and utterly insane! [/i] "But more importantleh! Did ya see how fuсkin' awesome tha' was?! I'll need ta learn how ta control it but goddamn!"
-
"Yeah! You did it! Yay! My first student wasn't a complete failure! My daddy's gonna be so proud!" [b]Celon smiles widely, glad that Jason hadn't managed to kill himself with the first blast he'd done.[/b]
-
"Ye!" [i]Jason launched himself up to his feet with the thrusters on the back of his armour, giving him a hard boost. He landed with ease and on his feet, right hand tentatively reaching up to lightly touch his face, resulting in a wince. [/i] "Mothafuсker.. Tha's gunna scar."
-
"Yeah... Ki doesn't cauterize like people think, either... You might wanna get that checked out. Or I could give you a Senzu bean, it's your choice."
-
[i]He looked at his blood stained fingers, the thick, crimson red liquid dripping down from Jason's head, boiling up from the massive wound. He looked like what would happen if you ripped the skin off of someone's face. [/i] "Kiddo, I'm pretteh damn rusteh on mah DBZ knowledge.. Wha's a Senzu bean?"
-
"A Senzu bean heals all injuries instantly, no matter what it is! It'll still leave a scar..." [b]He pulls a small, green bean from his pocket, around the size of a pinto bean. He flicks it between his two hands, before balancing it on his tail, something he immediately regrets, dropping to the ground. He picks up the bean, and holds his tail in his hands, using Ki to dissipate the pain. He pets his tail, looking over at Jason.[/b]
-
"Yeah, sure, gimme tha', 'nd thanks, ya know? Fo' teachin' and da bean - assumin' y're givin' it." [i]Blood trickled down Jason's armour like crimson raindrops down a window, leaving red paths. Most of his hair was burned away with the flesh, completely -blam!-ing the Joseph Joestar look he had going for himself.. Though, that should be fixed with this simple bean.. Though, he'd still have one helluva scar. [/i]
-
[b]Celon flicks him the bean. He had plenty more, and Jason was his student now, he had to look after him.[/b]
