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 Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 7:53 pm
((*starts braiding Deity's main* ^w^
@Ichi: Dates are more needed for proms, homecoming dances are more like a time to gather with friends and make fools of yourselfs. And maybe hook up with someone. ^ ^))
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 7:57 pm
<<@Ichster: Well, meh....errh.....what she said! ::points to Jadey::>>
<<@Jadey: ::...then nuzzleloves on her:: <33 >>
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 9:05 pm
((*picks through Deity's mane* Needs moar Fierce vs Viper.))
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 9:21 pm
(( I guess. xP October is such a busy a** month. ))
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 8:57 am
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 11:07 am
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 11:26 am
( ( I know what you mean... and Ichi I'll be your date LOL.
Well I cant really.... *tears*))
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 3:08 pm
((I work in a grocery store......I see some very well behaved kids, that impress me. And I see some not so well behaved ones, that make me want to rip their little heads off and shove them in a plastic bag and weight them as cabbage. > >;;;; ))
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 5:02 pm
(( I guess that's true about everyone. : You either like them, or want to rip their heads off.
LOL. No one wants to be my date. :B ))
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 5:23 pm
<<@Ichster: ...were Deity not taken he would take you in a manly fashion. ::nod::>>
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 6:28 pm
Taliman Wesley Wesley arches one brow as the Saiya-jin boy passes them, taking note of the boy's destination. Not one to turn down an offer for a drink when it's made, the Emperor unfolds his arms, bringing his hands forward. As he does, he comes to a gradual halt and spins on his right heel to face the nearest barstool. Slipping his right hand between two buttons in his coat, he pulls from it an ornate silver flask, which he keeps in his hand as he steps around and stool and falls gently into it. His posture is far from a slouch, only his neck held down as one ankle folds over the other along a rung of his chair.
Tipping his fedora back a little with his free pointer finger, Taliman eyes User narrowly as he brings his elbows to the edge of the bartop. He clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth and slides his lower lip against one of his canines, taking a moment before answering the boy's offer.
"Vodka, no glass." [And now back to your regularly scheduled program. ninja ] Caine also took note of the Princeling's destination, seeing as that was where he was going to head. He had planned to offer a drink, as he had last time, but if User was willing to serve them instead, the General wouldn't mind one bit. After all, User was voluntarily putting his status below that of Wesley and himself, perhaps without realizing. Still, there was no way Saewin would turn this down. Waiting for the Emperor to seat himself first, before taking up the stool to the Orinians right himself, the High Commander sat up straight, hands folded together on the bar counter. The gaunlet on his left arm clacked lightly against the wood as he rested his forearms against the edge. "Whiskey, no ice."
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 6:37 pm
The Saiya-jin Prince turned grabbed the vodka with his left hand, the whiskey with his right. He threw the whiskey in air and threw the vodka bottle right at the 'Emperor' - fast enough that it could kill a normal man just as much as a bullet could. User didn't care if he caught it or not - he knew Taliman to be fast enough. It wouldn't surprise him if the suck-up that was Caine caught it for him.
He caught the whiskey bottle as it fell back to the ground, poured it in a glass, and threw that at Caine with the same incredible speed.
"Enjoy," Grunted the Saiya-jin. He grabbed a glass and got some simple tap water.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 7:05 pm
The bottle almost instantly slowed, drifting gently into Taliman's waiting grasp. He smiled his typical condescending grin, expecting User to be less than kind, even in offering drinks, to someone he couldn't stand. The caps to both his flask and his bottle twisted themselves off, hovering still for the moment as the Emperor casually refilled his flask with the clear beverage. This Earth stuff wasn't too bad, considering the hardly ideal conditions.
Once finished, Tali set the bottle down as the cap for the bottle replaced itself, that of the flask floating into his left palm. Nudging the vodka away with a few light waves of his wrist, Wesley leaned his head back, slipping his lips around the neck of his flask and tilting it to take a drink. Loosely setting the cap back onto the miniature bottle, the demon's hands found his lap as he cast brief looks between both Saiya-jin men. Both with such odd names, he noticed. Of all the Saiya-jin he had met, only on Earth did he find some that did not have native names. One might have assumed that they changed their names. Why do that?
Clearing his throat, Wesley didn't wait long before saying something.
"I wonder. What Saiya-jin would name their child such a curious name as User," he said slyly, curiously. "Or Caine?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 7:19 pm
One would think that even catching the flying glass would cause all of the liquid inside to spill out everywhere. The glass may stop, but the liquid would continue it's motion. And whiskey would just ruin a uniform. While Taliman had telekenisis to slow down his flying projectile, Caine only had his hands. The Saiya-jin warrior lifted his right hand, catching the glass easily. He then tilted the glass and kept it in motion, thought slowing it down, to keep the liquid inside it. In a matter of a second, his right arm was stretched out to his right horizontally, not a drop of whiskey spilt.
He simply nodded back at User's grunt, before lifting the glass to take a slow sip of the warm liquid. Rarely he drank any alcohol with ice, unless it was called for. Watered it down too much, and killed the flavor. In the following silence, Caine let his gaze wander slightly, not focusing on anything in particular.
Then the demon sitting next to him posed a question, about the odd names he and User had, considering they were of the Saiya-jin race. The thought hadn't crossed his mind in many years, and it seemed it wasn't a pleasent one, as a slightl scowl crossed his face.
"I'm not sure about him, Sir," Saewin said, nodding in User's direction, "...but I named myself 'Caine', not my parents."
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 7:33 pm
User shrugged, "I did not choose my name. I assume that has some meaning - but it is my personal opinion that a name means nothing until one gives it meaning." Typical Saiya-jin honor as usual - a name was only for being remembered. To be worth remembering would mean you would have to do something great or something terrible. As usual, he thought in the ways of Saiya-jin honor and glory.
He did not know of his parents intentions with his name, nor did he really care. The Saiya-jin brought up his water to drink. However, as the conversation turned to Caine, he became somewhat interested, "Ah, so you were displeased with the name you were given. What would happen to be the original?"
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