trans_9 | Only Way is Up. [open, bendytimed before Tapestry]

( OOC: As well as a couple days after this log. )

After the failed attempt with Xtreme, at least in her eyes, Hoshi wondered what could be wrong with her unable to sustain the henshin for as long as she could with the other forms. Although, on one of the days where she busied herself around Stacy, she came upon the answer. Of course it had to be that! Her endurance and stamina waned because she went without a good beyblade match in months.

Sure, she trained during the mornings as well as a little bit at night, but without some good old fashioned beyblading, which was high intensity and fast paced all on its' own, she wouldn't be in her tip top shape that she normally would be.

And so, that's what led her to the Sensoriums once more. It wouldn't have the same effect as it would back home, but she would try her best to replicate it.

The walls dissipated for an arena, just like the one she found here on Stacy, but instead of just one opponent, she was up against three beybladers. Then, with a swift movement, she grabbed both her beyblade out of its' pouch and her launcher, setting the two of them up. She stood with her beyblade with the tip pointed up to the ceiling, her legs spread out. After a three second countdown, all of the beybladers released their respective beyblades into the dish, ready to give it their all.

"You can do it, Seraphiel! Show them what for!" she called out, ready to get her game backto where it was normally.

Care to watch or ask what she's doing?

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"Sure! I'm always up for training! What's your preferred method?" Of course, he was imagining her using a bow or gun -- after all, she had a 'pet', however technically. Naturally she would attack from a distance!

"Hand-to-hand combat sometimes, but other times, I like to do endurance and weight training, like what I was doing here initially," Hoshi answered, giving Maridian a little nervous smile.

Getting down and dirty was definitely her way of fighting.

"Using your disc thing counts as endurance and weight training?" He peered curiously at it, trying to deduce the connection.

"Yeah. When I give my beyblade verbal commands, it acts upon what I've told it to. It's a pretty high contact sport in of itself. For weight training, it's just to make sure that I'm still in tip-top shape," she explained in a way that would make sense.

"That's pretty crazy." But most things he was familiar with fit that same description, so what was he gonna do, complain? "I'm all right with just punching things, but most of my serious training I do with a weapon. A lot of my techniques need to be channeled through one, or they don't work properly."

"It is, but then again, it's nice to have some variety here and there," Hoshi stated. "And, ooh. I guess how we're similar is that without my beyblade or holy beast, I'm more or less a sitting duck, and considering the circumstances we're pitted against... Yeah."

"Does that come up often for you? I mean, I know it's kind of hard to engage an interplanetary menace with a sword, but at least it's pretty hard to separate me from the thing."

Actually, he was of the private opinion that she had the better weapon in this case, given its size and potential destructive capacity.

"Well, back on my world, the only things we had to keep an eye out for was..." Well, there was the threat of terrorism and other things, but what affected the beyblade community was something she really didn't want to share, but-- "Was a bad man."

She couldn't really forgive Volkov for what he did to the beyblading community, on top of all the other evils he committed, though it was nice to see him knocked down a few pegs after the world was saved. Now that was a funny moment, if she ever had to pick one out.

Then again, remembering that made her miss her team that much more, unfortunately. They were brilliant people who came into their own skins and supported her through the very end.

He titled his head a little, trying, for the sake of his own amusement, to apply the term 'bad man' to the Lich King, or Kil'jaeden. After a moment of that, he couldn't help but grin. "Sounds like an easy world compared to Azeroth. No offense!"

"It probably would be! I've only heard of Azeroth from Ronnae, but that's about it," Hoshi replied, chuckling a little bit.

"Oh, Ronnae's good people," he said, nodding. "There are some other Azerothians around here, but they avoid me. Just like on Azeroth!"

"May I ask why?" Avoiding people didn't sound right in her book, especially when they were friendly annd didn't seem like a bad person.

"Oh, they think I'm crazy," he said as casually as if he'd been describing himself as male or elven.

"And are you?" she asked in a sort of deadpan way. As far as she knew, Maridian himself didn't appear as crazy, and she'd know about that.

Mar had to think about that one for a moment.

"I do voluntarily choose to take the most powerful attacks Azeroth has to offer on me, to keep them from landing on others. I suppose that's pretty crazy, right?"

"Not necessarily," the beyblader quickly replied. "If you do it because you're protecting the ones you care about, you're doing it so that they're not hurt. Personally, I find that admirable in someone."

"YOU understand! Everyone else is like, 'why would you want to be hit with the sword that steals souls, you moron'. Of course, they don't MIND that they're not the ones who AREN'T getting hit..." he added.

Hoshi laughed warmly, a smile on her face. "That's bravery right there. It takes more from someone to be brave instead of cowardly."

Only Way is Up. [open, bendytimed before Tapestry]

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