~*~ Tarble ~*~
"Hi, I'm Tarble. I'm sure we'll get to know each other well enough. Have you met my kind onii-san Vegeta? He defeated the evil Freiza, so I'm sure you know!"
Tarble's Location- Saiyan Base, medbay
Current Health- 100%
People near by- Specifically? Okra's nearby, so is Chaya, Raditz and Sero just took off...
Power level - 22,000/29,000
Tarble understood Chaya's intentions, though other things weighed heavier on his mind than her dry analysis of the situation.
"Yes, it is a shame that someone like him would consider the help we've offered him a paltry sum to that of a minor tidbit of information such as a name. I am assuming, of course, that he maintains a residence upon these premises like most others I see walking about to form that judgement though. If he doesn't want to talk, our answers must most likely come from the other one."
He gave a small sigh, floating on his back with his arms crossed in a leisurely pose. "As for his use of a weapon, does not my older nephew happen to carry a blade as well? Surely you are not insinuating that he is weak an as you say "entirely impotent" as well?"
The snide comment he said made him instantly feel a bit of guilt for poking fun at perhaps one of the few people on this planet he knew, perhaps the only one he knew best. Within moments, he backpedaled through the conversation, landing on the ground. "Pardon the outburst Miss Chaya. I was merely thinking out loud... While the two sit and spar around, perhaps I can pick your experience for some advice though. Do you happen to know how to get rid of the sense of paranoia? You are a far more expert fighter than that of myself, so you may have better knowledge in how to remove the sense of being hunted."