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.....:~:-Erases post.- Thanks for ruining my fun. I mean, you didn't explain it elsewhere that the building super strong or anything, so how was I supposed to know? -Thinks of other stuff to do.:~:

User was up and out the water, grabbing his armor. He time for repentence was not now. He was a sinner, a monster still. When he time came, he would repent for his crime by the only manner he knew how - by fighting for it. He knew killing Cooler was not a fair trade for billions of lives taken in order to do so. But by doing so, what did he give in return? Peace, order, no more raiding parties sent to the edges of the universe to kill native species to further expand the great Changling Empire.

"I will never met the survivors face to face. I will never be able to make amends for my wrongs to them. I will never be able to see the hate and pain in their eyes. These hands will always be stained red with their blood," User said to Red.

"I will one day apologize and save them all though. There will be no failure. What I will do will be for them. ... It's not that much about revenge anymore. Perhaps that is not enough for you, perhaps it is. I don't care. It will be enough for me," The Prince said as he began to walk out with armor in hand.

"Now this," He said as his departing words, "I will never be 'reformed' - even when this is over. But when all is said and done and I have the final blood of a tyrant on my hands - I can serve my other purpose to its fullest extent because she will be saved and I will apologize for not always being there for her."

User walked out and was gone form Orion.

[[ I would. I have yet to use Jedi Boy's Force talents or lightsaber talents to their full extent yet. Plus, we need some chaos every once and a while. ]]

The girl watched as User walked out, remaining silent as teh other Saiya-jin stormed out of the club. Shaking her head slightly, she stood and turned towards the elevator in the center of the room. Brown tail unwrapping and swinging slowly behind her, the woman walked to the ebony shaft and waited for the pod doors to open. She didn't sense Deity anywhere nearby, so she'd likely have the room to herself for a while.

((ANd I'm out, later folks))

"Just like a little princeling. You end the conversation by walking away from it." She muttered the words under her breath as she floated as though on air in the warm, steamy liquid before emerging from it, her clothes clinging to her body loyally, passionately, lovingly. For a moment she stood and said nothing, letting the silence settle once again as she calmed herself. The people of this club were not as tightly knit as she once thought. Their resolve seemed all of a sudden weakened because they feared the potential of one. Should they not have feared it all along though? They all have phenomenal power and surely desecrating a city block was as easy as scratching the backs of their heads.

There wasn't much she could say to agree with User, but she most certainly wouldn't argue against it. He was off to kill for revenge, but now he was killing for Sabrina. To protect her he would destroy some thing that apparently she could not even fathom. As noble as that was, he missed the point completely about true repentance. Perhaps it would evade him forever. It mattered not. He was still her ally and he wasn't obligated to agree with her to prove his loyalty. His destiny existed before her and whatever fate he suffered would come with or without her presence.

Her body steamed as it dried itself slowly, starting with the mass of hair and working its way to the ball of her feet. She grew tired of this place. She came here to ensure that she could keep track of a man who's life continued at her mercy...or perhaps for now her inexperience. That done, she had no more reason to let this place get to her. Silently her bare feet padded against the cold floor towards the door, the sound of a helicopter long ago bringing its irritating whirling blades upon the club. She could handle ice, she could handle boiling waters, but winter was winter and she wasn't particularly dressed for it.

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