Building a home. (Open)

[Ethar Luxun]

Unlike Brandon, Ethar did not get pleasure in causing the teen discomfort or pain.

Feeling the teens fingers trying to grab him, but failed to do so made him smile. But at the same time, as Ethan was down, nursing his stomach, Ethar took the time to punch Ethan on his head to knock him down even further. "Come on Ethan! If Frieza punched you in the stomach, do you think he would wait for you to get back up?! No! You'd be dead right now! Take this seriously!" Ethar said.

If the punch to Ethans head worked, Ethar would follow up by stomping on his back to force him into the ground. With the threat of Frieza on the horizon, Ethar wasnt going to show any mercy, since Frieza would do the same. He didnt want to hurt his friends like this, but Ethar thought he was doing his best to prepare his friend for what was to come.

[Ethan Snow]

Already on his knees with his body rebelling and his mind struggling to think past the hormones, Ethan was firming his resolve and about to try to slam an uppercut into his Ethar's undefended stomach from his kneeling position, a move he was sure would have lifted the brown haired man clear off his feet, but never got the chance. Ethan's view of the ground suddenly exploded with stars and became a lot closer as Ethar practically drove his face into the dirt. "Errrrg!" the boy groaned, letting go of his aching midsection to pace his hand on the ground to take his weight. While he moved to support himself Ethar took to lecturing him about how serious things were, breaking Ethan's rule about talking while fighting, but truth be told Ethan was going to break it himself anyway. "What the hell man?..." Ethan managed to grunt before ether stomped on his muscular back, driving the boy's chest into the dirt with another groan.

The shirtless boy's arms went slack for a moment as he laid face down on the ground with Ethar's foot still on his back, his mind a daze. 'Seriously, he wants to do this now? Fine, hormones or no, if he wants me to kick is ass I will.' the boy thought to himself once his thought were clear enough. "You're gonna regret not just going for the win button." Ethan yelled, his muscles tensing up as his effective power doubled and he slammed his fists into the ground. Effectively doing a supper powered pushup, Ethan intended to knock Ethar completely off balance if not skyward with the suddenness of his movement. Given the strength he put into the moved, Ethan himself was propelled into the air, but only by a few feet and with his natural acrobatic skill, landed back on his feet. The teen's shirtless body was marred by patches of dirt on his chest, belly and face and his usual light expression was now an uncharacteristic frown accompanied by a trickle of blood seeping from a split lower lip. His pants too were marked by a rather prominent spot of dirt where they had come into contact with the ground, but at this point the teen was doing his best to ignore it.

Wiping the blood off of his chin with the back of a still closed fist, Ethan waited for Ethar to settle himself, not intending to take advantage of the man's off balanced condition, at least not yet. "God any more sagely advice before I kick your butt?" the boy asked, assuming his usual high defensive posture, his power showing no sign of dropping back into it's pre-fight levels. With his training weights on, the fight would be a little more even than Ethar seemed to indicate it would be a few moments ago, even without taking advantage of Ethan's stomach, but especially so if Ethar dropped his weights. Come to think of it, Ethan wasn't even sure if the other male was wearing any.

[Ethar Luxun]

"Frieza would be doing the same to you Ethan. Your one of my best friends. Im only doing this to, hopefully, help you." Ethar started to say as he pushed Ethan into the ground. He felt bad for beating up his friend the way he was, but his senses started to tingle (Sorry Spidey), as he felt Ethans own power double up, catching Ethar by surprise.

Upon Ethan pushing up quickly, it did send Ethar up into the air, but he glided down safely, touching on the ground as Ethan spoke to him. Ethar seemed to reach into his pants, fumbled with... something, My how awkward and lewd, before the clinking of chains was heard, and what looked like brand new, freshly polished CHAINMAIL, fell out of the bottoms of Ethar's pants. He had effectively removed all of his weights, bringing his power up to 100%.

Now with their energies almost even, Ethar smirked as he kicked the chainmail aside. "IF thats the highest you can go, your going to have issues when Frieza gets here. Come at me Ethan! Try to kill me! DO IT!" He said as he gestured Ethan to come at him.

[Ethan Snow]

Seeing the other shirtless man standing there with his hand down his pants, Ethan went a little wide eyed, getting another proverbial kick in his own pants by his hormones as he watched the undeniably erotic scene. "Holy... crap..." the boy blurted out. "What the hell are you doing?" he added, trying to keep a hold of his concentration. If this was some trick of Ethar's, Ethan wasn't going to let it work, at least that's what he told himself, his hormones thought differently however as was now clearly visible to the other man. After a moment the weighted mail dropped out of each leg of the older male's pants and Ethan breathed a brief sigh of relief. Such relief however was short lived as Ethar literally challenged the blue haired teen to try to kill him. The request was so far outside of the boy's usual scope of thinking that he literally stood there for a moment, dumfounded by the challenge.

'What the hell? Is he nuts? I don't kill people, he knows that. I don't even have an attack that could... well, there is Shakka... or I suppose I could punch someone really hard and... Oh this is stupid, I'm not going to kill him.' Ethan thought to himself as he stood there, moments ticking by in his indecision.

[Ethar Luxun]

Things were silent for a moment, as Ethar had a fairly good idea why Ethan had such a bewildered look on his face. "Im only asking you, becuase Saiyans have a trait which allows them to grow more powerful permenantly if they are brought close to death, and survive. Naturally, I am half Saiyan and so I have this ability. Do you understand now?" Ethar asked, hoping that Ethan would now clue in to the plan a bit.

Holding out a hand, Ethar begun to charge energy into it, forming a orb of red energy. "Lets just say... If you cant bring out your full potential, and surpass it, Innocent people will die. Everyone you love and cherish, will either be killed or enslaved. Do you want that Ethan? Becuase I sure dont. Would you want Frieza to do unspeakable things to Ohkara? No? Use that to push yourself!" He said, as He quickly threw the energy ball at Ethan.

After he would throw the ball, He would use Zanzoke to rush at Ethan, BUT instead of heading at Ethan to punch him, Ethar quickly stopped halfway and used his Illusion magic to turn completely invisible. However, in doing so, Ethar had to remain perfectly still, Since he wasnt technically invisible, but rather using an illusion to bend the light around him.

A technique that would only be effective if he didnt move, for if he did, the image around Ethar would distort and the illusion would no longer be effective.

[Ethan Snow]

"Get off it, I don't care if your half Neptunian. I'm not trying to kill you. We aren't trying to kill each other, that's just stupid." Ethan shot back, his internal conflict pretty much resolving it's self. Even if their enemy was being to fight with lethal force, Ethan was not going to resort to using that kind of savagery during a simple training session. If Ethar wanted a hard fight, he'd get it, but Ethan wasn't going to try and kill him, especially since he might very well succeed. Ethan's time to think though was cut short as his brown haired friend started charging energy into a ball. Ethar kept speaking however, which was of course still breaking that rule about stopping to talk while fighting. Ethan of course wasn't going to just stand by and be goaded, especially while Ethar gathered energy. Lowering his arms and opening his hands, one might think the boy was lowering his defenses while Ethar spoke. Instead what he was doing was focusing his mental reach on the waterfall beyond Ethar's property.

When his brown haired friend launched his energy ball, Ethan quickly bright his arms back up once again, one hand closed into a fist with the intention of literally backhanding the ball away, then immediately after he would reach forward, grasp at the air as if taking hold of something invisible and finally pull back. On cue a powerful geyser of water shot forth from the falls, streaming strait towards Ethar's last position. Unfortunately for Ethan, the other male had vanished and the stream of water sailed right by, striking a nearby tree with enough force to uproot and knock it over.

Narrowing his gaze, Ethan resumed his ready stance, unsure of where Ethar had gone to, or how he managed to disappear for that matter. "Cute." he called out, the word being short enough to not technically break his rule.

[Ethar Luxun]

Watching Ethan as teh geyser went by him, Ethar was very sure his ploy had worked for now. Good. He knew that worked, and it would be a crucial tactic against foes who couldnt sense energy.

He watched Ethan for a bit more before dropping the illusion, appearing out of thin air infront of Ethan, and used his Zanzoken in a short burst to finish closing the gap. IF that was sucessesful, Ethar would attempt to throw a very powerful punch to Ethans stomach region. IF that was successful as well, Ethar would throw another punch to Ethans stomach, but this one would have a nasty surprise in it, as Ethar would charge his other fist in weak electrical energy to give the teen a shock if the 2nd punch had hit its target.

"Best way to fight, Exploit your enemies weakness while covering your own!" He said, well knowing that Ethan's weakpoint was physical tramua to his stomach region.

[Ethan Snow]

Given the already short distance between them, barely the length of the yard, Ethar was indeed quite successful in closing the distance between himself and Ethan before the boy could react. Even with his weights remaining on though, Ethan still had a minute advantage in terms of power. Ethar's knowledge of the boy's body however was about to compensate for that as the brown haired young man launched a punch that could flatten a house into the shirtless teen's guts. His abdominal, semi tense in readiness, resisted only a small portion of the blow's sheer strength, the rest forcing Ethar's fist into Ethan's warm flesh and doubling the boy over.

"Uuuuughhhhhhh!" the shirtless boy gagged, shock written across his face as he hung there for a moment too long. He tried to react and launch a counterpunch of his own, but Ethar was already in motion by the time the boy's muscles started to react. The teen felt Ethar's fist pull out of his stomach and staggered forward from the loss of support while still trying to get his own punch in motion. At best it was a sloppy and uncoordinated shot to the cheek, if it landed at all. Ethar's follow-up though landed with killer precision, smashing deep into the boy's taught midsection, blasting another portion of his air, this time in a yell as the brown haired man discharged an electric current into his body.

"Aaaaaaghhh!" Ethan almost screamed, his muscles twitching from the jolt as he slumped forward, his sloppily thrown punch now and anchor over Ethar's shoulder to hold him up. Ethan might have intended the spar to be super serious, but damn if Ethan wasn't enjoying himself. He knew he had to stay focused but the way Ethar knew and assaulted his weakness was just too much not to revel in. What he didn't like though was to be lectured, and wouldn't you know it, as he hung onto the other male, Ethar started talking again, though the words were almost akin to flirting, at least in the boy's interpretation considering what Ethar knew about him. In either case the gasping teen knew he should probably put a but more into the fight than he had so far, and considering guile was the name of the game at the moment, decided to use it.

His chest heaving as he tried to get a good breath, Ethan gasped out a reply of his own. "Don't I know it...." the boy started, his free hand dangling low, out of sight between their bodies. "... You've got a couple weaknesses too... Wanna know what... they are?" he asked, still taking time to catch his breath, his forehead coming down to rest on the bicep of his extended arm. All the time Ethan stood, appearing to try and recover, his focus was spreading out around them, feeling out every drop, every molecule of water within reach.

[Ethar Luxun]

"That I talk too much and get distracted?" He asked as he grinned mischievously.

Pulling his fist out of Ethan, He would suddenly attempt to push the teen down. IF he was successful, Ethar would then launch himself into the air, high above Ethan as he would cup his hands to his side. He knew Ethan had an advantage over him, he could easily sense it. So he had a feeling his next attack wouldnt kill him, especially if the teen were to take the fight seriously.

He didnt know that the teen was starting to manipulate the area around them, but a ball of energy started to charge up in his cupped hands.

"Kaaamee...." He started to say as energy steadily built up in the ball.

(Charge 1)

[Ethan Snow]

With Ethar's fist still shoved deep into his aching guts, the blue haired teen hanging onto his shoulder could barely breath and every breath that he did take was accompanied by an almost imperceptible moan. The other male's fist had a warm, soft nest in the shirtless boy's middle and he could have gone on smashing the boy's innards into pudding with impunity. However as Ethan predicted, he didn't, instead Ethar guessed the most of what Ethan was going to say, yes, he did talk too much. His guess about being distracted though was not entirely on point though as Ethan was going to say that he never took total advantage when he had him at his mercy. Ethar would always break off to try something showy rather than just do what worked.

"Heh... Got one right..." Ethan started to reply, however before the sweaty, gasping teenager could get any more words out, Ethar pulled his invading fist out of Ethan's stomach, drawing a louder moan from the boy and shoved him in the chest. The double pounding he'd just taken to his unprotected stomach along with the electric shock had left the blue haired boy's muscles feeling like jello. That combined with the effort he was putting into extending his control over all of the local water ensured that the shove forced the teen back, his supporting arm over Ethar's shoulder doing nothing to stop him. After a quick stumble, Ethan was on his back, his arms flopping up above his head, stretching out his tortured musculature. He was perfectly content to lay there though, not so much that he wanted Ethar to just pound on him, but rather laying down meant he could put his full attention into expanding his control.

Indeed, even as Ethar launched himself into the air, Ethan closed his eyes and laid prone beneath him, a seemingly perfect open target, waiting to be annihilated. In truth he had extended his control for nearly a hundred feet around, including the thousands of gallons a minute going over the water fall. A serene calm came over the boy as his chest rose and fell in a somewhat more controlled manner and the very air seemed to vibrate with energy. He didn't know exactly what Ethar was doing until he heard the first two syllables of a attack word. It was a familiar one, one his brother had used on him once, and Ethan knew he had a few moments to prepare before Ethar could launch the blue beam. Had Ethar been truly trying to make this a brutally serious fight, he would be using the boy's wide open guts for a trampoline now. The fact that he wasn't told Ethan that he had his time, Ethar was going to make a show of this attack which gave Ethan his window to try something new. And so, the boy remained prone, his eyes closed, his focus spreading wider and wider as the moisture around them became alive with energy, all under the blue haired teen's control.

[Ethar Luxun]

Ethar watched as Ethan just remained wide open on the ground. This kinda peeved him off a bit, but it also made him nervous.

Ethar knew that Ethan was quite clever, and had a feeling he was up to something. "Haaameeee...." He added to what he had been saying previously. The energy grew larger in his hands as he decided to cut the charging sequence short. If Ethan had a plan, Ethar didn't want him to catch him unguarded so attacking quickly should be the way to go.

"HAAA!" He shouted, as he thrusted his hands forward. The energy ball in his hands burst into a large beam of powerful energy that soared towards the teen that looked like he as keeping himself wide open.

[Ethan Snow]

As Ethan lay prone on the ground under Ethar, the air around them continued to resonate with the blue haired boy's energy. He felt out ever drop, every molecule that wasn't inside of an organism and grasped it, imbuing it with his power and control. While he focused, he also listened, every syllable Ethar uttered was exactly as the boy remembered, and he could time it perfectly, at least that's what he thought. When his brother had used the technique on him, there had been an additional repetition in the words before he launched the resulting beam of energy. However Ethar cut the incantations, if it could be called that, short and launched faster than Ethan expected. Acting fast, Ethan's eyes shot open and the boy brought his arms up, not to try and block the beam, but to unleash a thunderous clap. The clapping of his hands acted like a control cue, and on that cue, all be it a little prematurely, the accumulated water Ethan had extended his control over went into action.

From ever direction in a hundred foot radius, every molecule of water vaporized into a raging fount of steam, and all of that steam, thousands upon thousands of gallons worth, was headed in one direction at with the force and speed of an explosion, towards Ethar. Ethan hadn't exactly thought about naming the technique yet, heck, he wasn't even sure it would work, but if it did, the name Thunder Steam Clap, floated into his mind. Ethar's mistake in all of this was being as showy as he was. Had he not insisted on making a big production of his own attack and had remained mobile, Ethan might have had a harder time targeting him, however, being stationary as he was, Ethan had no trouble ensuring the other shirtless male would be at the center of the colliding wave of steam.

Ethan wasn't sitting idle during all of this either, as soon as he smashed his hands together, issuing the command gesture for the steam to manifest and explode, releasing all of that stored energy he'd put into it, the boy's mind was free to focus on his escape. His legs were still too unreliable to carry him out from under the plummeting beam, but then again he never intended to escape that way. Instead, while Ethar's beam cut through the thickening cloud of steam that would in another instant be crushing and scalding Ethar from all sides, the blue haired boy dropped his arms back down to the ground to form and grasp the sides of his board. The ethereal construct materialized in the dirt underneath the teen and lifted barely an inch before rocketing forward, propelling the shirtless boy and a few shovel-fills of earth along with him out from under the direct path of the beam. He of course didn't complete escape the attack, but then again at the distances they were engaged in he didn't expect to come out completely unscathed. The explosion of earth kicked up behind him shoved the teen off his board mid flight and sent him tumbling, to land against a particularly sturdy tree, laying on his side. And thee he was content to stay for a few more moments, it would take some time for the steam to clear anyway and Ethan intended to use that time to get a few good breaths of air and recover rather than aimlessly stare into the mist, he couldn't after all sense energy as keenly as others.

Thunder Steam Clap - The user channels their Ki into any available supply of water and once sufficiently charged, unleashes the energy in the form of a crushing explosion of steam which also scalds one's target in addition to compressing them within the encircling wave of vaporized moisture. The user must already have the ability to manipulate water and must have a supply of water freely available, IE; Fire hydrants, lakes, oceans, rivers, swimming pools, etc. Free moister in the air will not be effective unless it is under the condition of being attempted during a rain storm.

[Ethan Snow]

Well, I aim fairly certain that after Seven months, this topic is dead.

Applying for Power Level increase. As always, Ethan's weights are in effect.

Also requesting review of the Thunder Steam Clap.

[Ethar Luxun]

Applying for PL as well.

[Ohkara Minamaru]

8,780 PL to Ethar