Beach Beatdown

[Ethan Snow]

It was the beginning of the autumn months in the tropics, but As Ethan desired when he moved his boat here, the weather stayed warm all year round. His friend Ethar's idea of training had been starting to wear a little thin on him, Ethan was not a savage fighter, he didn't enjoy the life or death attitude Ethar had taken in regard to their preparations. Having had about as much of it as he cared for this week, the blue haired teen had retired to his boat, about a mile off shore of his favorite island. This morning was to be a lazy one, following breakfast Ethan did his usual maintenance of the boat and then went for a swim, eventually ending up on the beach of the nearby, nameless island. It was certainly shaping up to be the peaceful day he was looking for as the shirtless teen stretched out on the sand to catch a few rays. He figured he'd stay until lunch time and then perhaps fly into the city for a meal.

[Perma]

Having been alone for much of his time on earth Perma decided to to explore a bit of his new home. Flying over the many islands that dotted the planet he spotted one that seemed suitable for his training. Landing on a beach that seemed deserted, the young icerian decided to start with some simple punch and kick combos on the nearby palm trees. As Perma knocked down the first few trees he attacked he heard what sounded like one of those “automobiles” that he had heard in the city near Mt. Pazu where he regularly stayed. Making his way towards the sound he saw what looked like a vehicle on the waves a little ways out into the ocean.

Taking to the air Perma flew over to the craft and landed on it desiring to take a look around before seeing a blue hair young man on the beach near the floating vehicle. Returning to the island landing in the shallow waters before walking towards the man “I wasn’t aware anyone was here sorry for intruding. My names Perma.” The icerian extended his fist in greeting.

[Ethan Snow]

Stretched out on the beach, Ethan was enjoying the sensation of the sun shining down on his body while he laid in the warm sand. Completely oblivious to the island's other inhabitant, the boy remained relaxing in the sun until the alien landed not far from him and spoke up. Opening his eyes but shielding them from the sun, the boy sat up, giving his eyes a moment to adjust. The figure's greeting seemed friendly enough but once Ethan could see clearly he noted the other's appearance and the fact that he was holding a fist out towards him. Raising an eyebrow, the shirtless teen stood all of the way up and stepped closer, holding out his hand in the generally accepted method of greeting on Earth. Perhaps the closed fist was something this alien's culture did, but Ethan knew next to nothing about aliens, he had after all never left the planet and led quite the sheltered life until the last few years.

"Not intruding at all mister Perma." Ethan replied. "I'm always happy to have guests. I'm Ethan."

[Perma]

Perma noticed Ethan’s hand extended and blinked, not know what to do at first. Reading the situation the young alien grab his hand in return in hopes that it was right. “I’m fairly new to this planet so I don’t know a lot of formalities,” he chuckled, “I usually come here to train in isolation, it’s nice to meet someone who doesn’t immediatly take offense to my very existence.” Taking a quick look around him and the young man, Perma Tom in the sunshine and smiles. On a day like this it would be perfect for a sparring match.

“I don’t know if you are a fighter but you look strong, would you care for a friendly bout to get the blood going?”, The alien smiles and let go of Ethan’s hand and took a step back and narrowed his eyes with a sly grin creeping across his face. Hopeing the young man would indulge his thirst for fun and battle, Perma dug his heels into the soft sand beneath him and whipped his tail slightly in anticipation.

The best way to find out a persons true colors would be in the heat of battle Perma thought to himself.

[Ethan Snow]

As Ethan experienced a moment of confusion at the alien's method of greeting, so too did the alien himself as Ethan's. Their collective confusion was short lived however as after a moment Perma took Ethan's offered and the teen proceeded to give it a good shake. As he did so, Ethan couldn't help but note the other's gaze trailing over him, assessing the shirtless teenager's body in an effort to gauge his physical prowess. It certainly wasn't a new feeling and Ethan quite enjoyed the attention. There was an interesting aspect to having his body examined in such a manner, very few people on the planet could best the teen in physical combat so it was even more exciting to the boy when following such an examination a potential opponent showed confidence that they could. Such was the case here as Perma continued, complimenting Ethan on his apparent strength and then asking if he would be interested in a sparring match, all the while grinning at the boy as if her were a cat with a mouse and then taking it a step further by backing away a step and readying himself before the teen had even answered.

“Ho ho. You bet.” Ethan replied, his smile spreading from ear to ear. “You want to toss any rules out there before we start?” the teen asked as he took a step back himself and and brushed the sand off of his arms before bringing them up into a high defensive posture to protect his head, leaving as always, his middle undefended and as was his custom for gauging his opponent's relative strength, his abdominals loose.

[Ethan Snow]

{Well it's been a few weeks... Months... I would like to request a power level increase please. As Always, Ethan's weights are in effect.}

[Ohkara Minamaru]

1,135 PL to Ethan