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 Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 8:47 pm
Her eyes gazed at the man at the bar with a look of shock. She hadn't felt him at all, and yet here he was. Now that he was here though, she felt the same man again. Although this particular person didn't have that familiar, friendly hint behind their knowing each other.
"Hello," she greeted back, gazing at him as though he were a stranger and a friend. Maybe she could use him. "Kind of...empty in here to be drinking all alone."
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 8:51 pm
User snorted and smirked a classic grin of his species, "Humans have relatively weak alcoholic drinks. Though it does taste better - sometimes."
He looked at her, then looked away and stated, "You're new around here."
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 8:56 pm
"Yeah...I'm just looking for someone. When I'm done I'll be gone again." She sat next to him and gazed into the small area that made up the bar. She wasn't much on alcohol personally. Her tail shifted when she noticed that this man also had a tail. A lot like that man Unks. Was he as disagreeable a person?
"What are you?"
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:03 pm
The Saiya-jin snorted, a mocking one at that.
"I am a proud warrior of Saiya-jin race. We are a race devoted to being the best and most powerful warriors ever. We excell in battle - our battles have evolved over time to doing battle. We have conditioned ourselves over countless generations to being the best of the best fighters in the galaxy."
He uncurled his tail from his waist, letting it flow free for her to see, "My people have a long history," He sighed, "But now are numbers dwindle. There are few of us left. I am something of a last hope for them. It is rather difficult to explain."
User grinned and then changed the subject on her, "You're a Kitsune - some sort of fox human species, correct?"
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:09 pm
She chose not to comment at all on the explanation he gave her of himself. It was good enough for her. The way he carried himself was a bit disconcerting. She almost felt as though his facial expressions challenged everything about her in one mocking gesture. At the same time it was easy to see he wasn't advent about sparking any sort of battle.
"I am," she answered, deciding to keep the conversation hospitable. "Though I'm afraid I have little else to tell you about that subject. I was raised by humans, never met my parents, and don't even know if I'm pure bred or a half blood." Her left ear twitched as though trying to catch a sound from something she couldn't see. "Why are you here so late?"
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:11 pm
::A harsh twist of the knobs leads to both of the entryway doors opening. Clad once again completely in his thick, leather armor, the Gustian bounty hunter walks into the building, looking around the main room. The last time he visited this building, he was unconscious, carried in by his demonic lookalike: Deity. From the disappointed look on his face, it would appear he has yet to catch the old demon. A few audible beeps emanate from his person, and he looks over toward the bar. Another series of softer blips, and he narrows his eyes upon sight of the people there.::
....such a strange group of characters for Earth...though th'monkey obviously isn't from this rock...
::Lifting his metallic right arm and adjusting the strap holding up his handguns at either side of his chest, Charade moves in further, letting the doors close by their own weight. His durable leathery tunic sways gently with each of his steps, his dual-shaded eyes scanning the building for more signs of life. He's not here. Not paying a terrible lot of attention to the other two, he stares up at the ceiling to speak to himself.::
Figures...
<<...Deity's really gotta finish this pic of Angellus...>>
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:17 pm
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:19 pm
User shrugged, "I was thinking."
He had been thinking alot lately on how to finally destroy Cooler. He knew it was be difficult - perhaps truely impossible. No matter how powerful he became, Cooler would be more powerful. He would have more tricks, more techniques. And his final transformation.
"Perhaps... it is may be best you never knew your real parents..." User said. Memories flooded him. He forced them back and locked them away. Again. He hated those memories and it reinforce User's desire once more to destroy Cooler.
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:19 pm
<<...yo yo. ^o^ ::peace::>>
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:23 pm
"It doesn't matter to me one way or another. I'm content with the life I've been able to live." It was never a problem to her at all. At least not nowadays. When she was a bit younger she had a parental fit, wanting to know who her biological family was. But that was then.
"What sort of thing would require you to come to a bar, alone, with alcohol as your only companion, to think about?"
<>
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:38 pm
::The tall Orinian boy glances over to his right as he hears talk about one's parents. As User speaks, a soft blip sounds near Angel's ears, and he arches an eyebrow, turning away. Not a subject he wishes to intrude upon. The scar crossing over his right eyelid and the nanomachinery that now operates his artificial limb is enough of a reminder.
Looking up again, he begins taking mental notes of the building structure. Should he ever manage to catch his prey, he needs to figure a way to keep him from escaping. Angel is fast, but not that fast. Formulating a plan can prevent him from running again. Folding his arms over his chest, he begins walking about the room slowly, keeping to himself as he moves. His boots rattle quietly like metal against metal, their weight resulting in dull thuds and making him sound twice his size.::
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:44 pm
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:46 pm
User stayed silent for a while, thinking things over.
"This is a being of incredible power, Cooler. Stronger than any here. I was thinking of ways to kill him. I hate him. I hate him more than anything in this galaxy. I hate him more than Caine or even KenoTao. When I kill Cooler, I can rest. Finally rest."
User became silent once more then sighed, "Alcohol... eh... I have no use for it really."
He looked at the young woman in the eyes, locking with a dead cold stare, "When I'm about to break, when I'm about to fall apart from it all: I remind myself of who I fight for. Then the burden is worth bearing - worth dying for."
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:53 pm
"Hm, that's nice," she responds in a disinterested sort of way. Affection wasn't really a theme for her at the moment. She was more interested in other things.
"You hate KenoTao? Well I take that as confirmation that you're not like that man Unks I met." She scoffed a bit at the thought of the man. Though she felt personally insulted for the man to approach her so harshly and intrude on her personal business, she had maintained composure for the time.
She gazed at the other man who seemed to have no desire to join the two. He looked a bit rough around the edges. He was a strong one, but he too showed no interest in hostilities.
"What a sheep he was then."
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:54 pm
(Hi guys! How we doing tonight?)
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