Throwing his tray of food to the ground the young half saiyan walked out of the desinated lunch room. He really didn't have a direction as to where he was going, he just wanted to take a small walk so that he could clear his head, or at least attempt to clear it. After all the time that he had been on this space station waiting for the tournament to start he had started to hope that by now it would have started it. Mox was more than ready to break this curse that he was under, and the Dragon balls was his gate way to that goal. Eye's shifting from door to door he grumbled as his arms crossed over his chest. "This birds kidnap me and force me to stay here.....Yet they can't provide a simple good tasting meal"
Mox paused as had reached the the room that read training room. A slight grumble left his mouth as uncrossed his arms and rubbed the back of his head with his left hand. "If these guys are just now starting to train then I've already won this tournament."
All Vegito ever did was train...and well, eat. He was a machine that constantly needed to be optimized. Vegito had to take in the food to charge him up and train hard to power him on, blasting forward for new heights and new abilities. The Saiyan was sure of that good old adage that somewhere out there there was always someone stronger. While Vegito couldn't quite remember the last time he had met someone genuinely stronger than himself he still lusted for the chance to find such an opponent. The absolute rush he could feel from chasing a foe's power down, it was unmeasured. So Vegito trained restlessly and relentlessly, for what good would it do to meet someone who would pose a challenge if Vegito himself did not afford them the same curtesy? The space station had a rather modest training facility, but then again most training facilities were modest once you had trained with the gods themselves, still, it was able to get the job done.
He had hurled a powerful blast into the air, curving it once the glowing beam had left his palms and shaped it into a tendril of highly dense energy. With beads of sweat forming at the edge of his brow Vegito worked to manipulate the Ki away from its course for the ceiling and work its way back earthbound. Unleashing a monstrous yell from his throat Vegito charged straight for the awesome energy beam that barreled straight for him. He lifted one fist and swung it mightily through the air, cleanly cleaving his own blast clear in half. He roared as the energy dispersed and under its instability gave way to a small explosion. The doors to the training area parted with a whisper and inside Vegito stood panting just as the plume of smoke and dust began to settle. He stood there with his face twisted in a scowl and his arms loosely hanging at his sides, clearly this was a man exhausted. His eyes then fell on the person entering, Vegito could feel their power from where he stood. A smirk crept slowly to Vegito's face, slowly he took a more relaxed pose and tossed a nod in the other individual's way. "Hey, you wanna go?"
