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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Sept 7, 2017 20:28:22 GMT
(For anyone looking to socialize, here's an open thread to join!)
The afternoon sun wasn't very welcoming to the denizens in the Videl district. Sirens were blaring, due to a few civilians getting heat stroke and nasty burns while working in the open light. However, there were those who looked at the sun as a gift, to show that summer was still around with its great heat and conjuring of storms for new life! Some of these people were those at this newly made establishment, a place that looked like a biker bar that could light up in flame from the beating sunlight. They were members of the Karinga, tribesman who came from the far west, where the heat came much soon and bore down in greater extents. To them, this felt like another day in their life, as they worked on the large, log cabin-like building, making sure the bone-like sign would stay upon the!
The reason they were here was one of their own, the man known as Pieter Wolfbane, who'd fought a few times now to defend the city, had opened this building of wood and metal! The intent of this place Pieter was to allow people to come here to give people work for some easy cash, so long as it worked towards the betterment of people. Pieter had gotten some requests, mainly hunt and exterminate some beasts and bugs creating issues from the farms not too far from there. However, there was a particular request, with which Pieter was sitting on in his office, unsure if he should take it up himself or not.
That, however, wasn't the focus of today's work. It was actually to get the work focuzed to make the place look nice for civilians and applicants, alike, to come in and away from the heat! They already cleaned up the interior, which consisted of 2 floors of private quarters for anyone intending to live or stay the night at the building; and the base floor, which had a pool hall for people to play at, a simple bar and kitchen where they whipped up food like burgers, fries, hotdogs, pizza, homemade icecream, and empanadas (usually consisting of either beef or chicken)! On top of this, there was also a back area for where the mercenaries working at this place would be able to go and get some work for easy cash, and office spaces for where people could go talk privately about the details of the job they picked up. There was also another hall, even further back than the job hall, for those looking to get a good workout in!
This place, the Hunter's Harborage, was Pieter extending an open hand to people looking for help on the planet, or were looking to help provide said assistance to those in need! Pieter wanted this place's character to be seen in the sign, which was why they were floating around above the, making sure the bones encompassing the sign were well bolted to the structure.
"Almost done, guys," Pieter called out to the other members, floating with a skull of trex he hunted months ago with Jala up above the roof.
"Almost done, little brother. Just keep it held where it is," responded Pieter's older brother, Waputhi Talon, a giant man who made Pieter look like a small individual. He and another tribesman were drilling through the inside of the skull, aiming to get steel rods sticking through it and into the wood of the building, before putting lug nuts on the rods to firmly keep the heavy skull above. Upon doing so, Waputhi called out, "Alright, Pieter! You can relax! This guy's not gonna move unless a bomb or a some overzealous fighter targets this in particular."
Pieter gasped out a laugh, before replying, "Awesome..! Thanks again you guys. You head in while I take a look at this."
They did just that, Waputhi side stepping to let one of the patrons walk past him at the front, apologizing as he did. Pieter, meanwhile, got on to the sidewalk a few meters from the door and peered up his new sign, a hand over his eyebrows to shade his eyes from the descending, but blinding sunlight!
(thread pl: 190,025)
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Post by Gira on Sept 8, 2017 9:23:29 GMT
Thread PL: 97 603 Heavy Weights equipped! Active PL: 24 401 "Bye grandpa! Soup's on the stove if you get hungry later." Gira waved to her grandfather before shutting the door to his apartment. The girl hummed happily to herself, walking over to the elevator down the hall. She noticed before she got within reading distance that there was a piece of paper posted on the front. "Elevator... out of order?" Gira frowned slightly. She came in through the roof, so she didn't really notice the warning when she got here. The girl sighed and stretched. "I don't wanna take the stairs..."
Gira said in an almost whining tone. She looked over to her left, noticing a possible third way out of the building; an open window. The half-Saiyan looked at it for a moment, then suspiciously glanced over towards the end of the hallway. There were a couple of people about fifty feet away, but they were currently engaged in conversation. The surely wouldn't notice a teenager slipping out the window really quick. Gira's concealed tail twitched against her leg in anticipation as she came to a decision about what she was going to do. Looking back at the two conversing people, Gira lifted one leg over, bounding out of the window in one swift movement. Using her ki to keep her afloat, Gira looked out over the city. "Okay... homeward bound." Gira grinned and took off in the direction of home. A familiar energy had been tickling her senses the whole time she was at her grandfather's house, and now it was getting stronger the more she moved in this direction. Eventually, she managed to pick out who it was. It had been awhile, but this energy signature was unmistakable; it was Pieter. Gira thought about simply moving on, but it occurred to her that she had been wanting to speak to the man. She never got the chance to, what with their previous interactions being in situations that didn't really leave much room for conversing. Once the teen pinned down the exact source of the other hybrid's energy, she changed course and flew in that direction. It wasn't long before she spotted him near an establishment. Back when they were dealing with the... "other" incident in Ginger Town, she thought he heard him mention a bar or something. Was this it? Gira landed a short distance behind the man, walking the rest of the way to him. "Yo..." She trailed off as she stopped beside him. Pieter seemed like he was admiring something. The teen half-Saiyan looked ahead at every possible thing he could be admiring. "So... uh... wutcha looking at?" Gira asked casually, blocking the sun from her eyes as she tried to look too.
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Sept 8, 2017 20:46:39 GMT
Pieter's observation of the sign and the placement of the bones made him start wondering, "Why does it seem like the skull's crooked? It's not loose, is it?"Gira came up from behind, landing a few feet away while calling out to him. He wasn't sure if she was talking to him, as he was focusing to much on the layout of the bones quite a bit. Gira standing right next to him and asking what he was looking at caused Pieter to jump, uttering rapidly, to the point it sounded like all of his words were being said in a singular word, "Holy crap hi where did you come from?!"( Gira super super short post!)
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Post by Articho Reville on Sept 9, 2017 5:11:42 GMT
Articho waved to his parents as they walked out onto the porch of their house, Pasley twisting her fingers into her brother's black locks in his arms. He had proposed the idea that his parents take some time for each other, given that they both stayed at the house taking care of the baby girl. He wasn't sure if he had ever seen a look of such pure relief on their faces. Not long after that, they were both ready and out the door, with Turrip picking up his wife and flying off to who knows where, leaving the two hybrid siblings alone. Arti looked down at his baby sister, who had taken an interest in trying to chew on Arti's collar.
"So, Pasley, ready to go on a little adventure?" he asked, his blue eyes twinkling mischievously. Pasley giggled and squeezed her brother's nose with her chubby hand. "Guess that's a yes." Articho walked towards the door, kicking it shut behind him and flying up slowly into the air. He didn't want to go to fast for Pasley, but he also wanted to move somewhat quickly to get to the East Capitol. He had sensed Pieter out in that direction and he figured it was high time he and his fellow Saiyan hybrid talked, especially since they hadn't spoken since they'd returned to the world of the living. Slowly, he moved faster and faster through the air, giving his sister plenty of time to adjust to the speed. Lucky for him, she didn't seem fazed at all, giggling and clapping her hands as her pink hair flapping wildly in the wind.
In a few minutes, Articho closed in on Pieter's energy level, picking up a slightly smaller, yet still familiar power level near by. His most promising pupil, Gira. He smiled and descended to the street, landing next to the other hybrids with a big, cheesy grin on his face. "What's up, Pieter? Long time, no see!" he said with a nod. He then looked at over at Gira, nodding towards her as well. "Good to see you, too, Gira. I'm looking forward to our next training session. I've got something extra special planned." Pasley giggled and waved her fists as she looked between each of the people there. She seemed particularly interested in the giant man putting up the sign. "Pasley says 'Hi,' too."
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Post by Gira on Sept 9, 2017 6:36:07 GMT
Gira's eyes widened in surprise at Pieter's reaction. She wasn't aware that he was so focused he couldn't tell she was there. Finally, after he spoke, the hybrid laughed, running her fingers through her hair nervously. "Uh, I came from my grandpa's house. Sorry I surprised you. Just noticed you were here and thought i'd say hi." She grinned as she answered his question. Then she felt a strong and familiar energy on the approach. She turned towards its source just in time to see her sensei land near them, his baby sister in tow. The grin on her face grew even wider. "Hi, Articho-sensei!" She turned her attention next to the little girl in his arms. "And hello to you too, Pasley."
She gave a little wave and a smile to the baby girl. Upon hearing that Articho had an extra special training session planned for them next time, Gira couldn't help but almost burst from excitement. Their last training session, Arti taught her the Kamehameha. What could get more special than that!? She almost wanted to suggest they go off now, but that would have probably been rude to Pieter. Instead, she reigned in her excitement, though just barely, and spoke to her sensei. "That sounds awesome! I can't wait. I would have been over to train days ago, but... I kind of got forced into a space expedition. Found some pod from the Saiyan invasion and..." She trailed off. This story made her look really stupid. She eventually cleared her throat.
"Anyway, I went to Vegeta briefly, then to Namek. Now i'm back here. Ready to train!" She pumped her fist into the air. "Before that, though..." She turned back to Pieter and his "Hunter's Harborage," speaking to the Karinga hybrid next. "So, what is this place? Wouldn't happen to be that bar you mentioned last time we met, is it? If so, I might... uh... have to put in an application. My mom took my credit card after I bought a spaceship with it." She chuckled nervously.
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Sept 9, 2017 8:38:05 GMT
"Oh! Well then, good day to you too, Gira," Pieter greeted back, smiling as he did! However, not even seconds after that, the Hunter's fellow classmate from the Afterlife arrived, with a child in hand: Articho! Her name had been Pasley apparently, but Pieter found himself flinching back in further surprise, explicating his mind, "Holy crap! Why're you all suddenly showing up without-"Pieter caught himself, remembering that there was a small child now here. He recomposed quickly, leaning forward and waving to the little one with a small smile, while Gira and Articho caught up. Gira then directed her attention towards Pieter, asking about the place Pieter was looking at before! The hunter's smile grew, as he stood straight and turned enough to Gira while pointing to it, stating, "That's right! This is my place of business AND also my current home. I got some family inside, who're getting some drinks and food in. Lets all head in while we catch up on things! Also, I'll get you an application and go over the details while we're at it, Gira. Don't worry about the bill, as long as you're not clearing out the stocks I got... Arti."Pieter looked at Articho particularly with the last statement, his judgmental gaze upon the hybrid. He hadn't forgotten the time Kaula brought back hamburgers to King Kai's after some work, trying to get them to spar against her! Articho nearly ate the entire burger before Pieter could get a reasonable chunk out for himself. ( Articho Reville over to you, dude!)
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Post by Pracross Yendatta on Sept 12, 2017 7:19:50 GMT
Thread PL - 3,774 Pracross flew slowly in the sky, the bag he held in his hand felt heavier than it really was, his hair felt like it was on fire and the jacket he donned seemed to be betraying him. The intense heat was nothing like that of Vegeta's cooler surface. The boy reached up and tapped his hair, realizing it really was on fire, sending him into a state of freak out as he hurdled to the ground, but quickly recovered when he realized it was just the reflection of heat against his dark hair. No fire here within... Pracross sniffed the air... Five feet...The mood of the afternoon seemed sweaty and slow, like no one was ready for this heat, and neither was he. After all, he'd just come out of the desert, the last thing he needed was for the fiery ball of sun to get even stronger. The Saiyan felt his body start to get weaker so he floated down to a large, shady tree, finally managing to take a break. The second the boy touched the ground, he fell over into the grass and opened his bag, reaching in for a bottle of water and drank the entire thing down in an astonishing seven seconds. He slammed the bottle down and closed his eyes before rubbing them with his palms. Is the dirt a good place to take a nap? He sat up, knowing well it wasn't. Pracross had spare money, which meant another hotel if he could find another for cheap, but first, he'd need to refill on food and drink, any other decision would lead to eventually fainting and he couldn't risk going to a hospital and losing all he cash he so well deserved for punching a tree... The young man stood, now with a new found strength and determination to find food, and started to walk, going for about three minutes before coming to what looked like a bar or pub of a kind, but grit his teeth, knowing well that in Earth years, he was not allowed to drink in any major country. Hope was with him yet as he saw many groups of people conversing outside. Maybe this pub had legal things so that he could have something to keep him alive, though he questioned Earth. If he was allowed to drink on Vegeta, why not Earth? What was wrong with sixteen year olds? The Saiyan walked up to a group by the sign and awkwardly waved to one, hoping for a response. He was desperate enough to do anything for just a roll... The Thread Where I Punch Trees
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Post by Articho Reville on Sept 13, 2017 1:55:51 GMT
Pasley reached out to Gira and made a noise that sort of sounded like Gira's name if you put the sound through a blender, then a washing machine. That is to say, completely unintelligible, but it kind of matched the syllables. Articho lifted his sister's small hand up and down with a finger, making it seem like she was waving to his student. Arti smiled at Gira, though his senses were searching and reading her power level. Close...she was so very close to reaching Super Saiyan. It got him excited just thinking about helping her reach that new plateau of power. "The helllllll-ck were you doing out there?" Articho asked, hardly managing to catch himself from cursing. "Something serious? Don't be afraid to come by or call me if you need help with anything."
Arti stuck his tongue out in a goofy grin at Pieter. "Aw, don't tell me you're still mad about the burger thing? You can't blame me for getting all excited about my favorite food," he said. He looked down at Pasley and shifted his voice into something sillier. "He's being a weal big pawty poopa, isn't her, Paswey?" The baby in his arms babbled incoherently with a laugh, sticking her fingers in her mouth with a laugh. Articho looked back up at Pieter, still grinning. "See? You're just being petty. Lighten up a little bit!"
Pasley began babbling again, kicking her legs up and down. Articho looked down at his sister, then followed her gaze to a newcomer who had shown up outside of Pieter's store. The young hybrid waved and smiled at the newcomer. "Yo. What brings you by, new guy?" he said, turning to face the man who had arrived.
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Post by Gira on Sept 13, 2017 4:15:46 GMT
Gira giggled when Articho made it look like Pasley was waving at her. Gira acknowledged that her sensei could be a little goofy at times, but she liked that about him. People who are all business all the time were no fun. At the Turtle Hermit asking why she was here and if it was serious, Gira chuckled. "Nah, nothing serious. I was just visiting my grandpa. I come over at least once a week and help him out with chores, play checkers with him, and cook him something to eat. I was just in the area when I felt Pieter's energy and decided to go say hi. We've met a few times and have a mutual friend, but we... never really got much of a chance to talk." Her expression darkened briefly as her memory went back to the Ginger Town massacre again where she and the hybrid last met, but once Pieter mentioned that she could not only put in an application, but she could eat and not worry about the bill as long as she didn't clean him out, her trademark grin returned.
"Awesome! I'm starving! I could go for a snack. I promise I won't clean you out. I just need something to keep me satisfied until I get home. My mom is making dinosaur stew and chocolate cake tonight and I definitely want to have room for that." Even if she did eat her fill, by the time dinner rolled around, she would have more than enough room. Before they could head inside, though, a new arrival around her age showed up. He looked Saiyan too based on his tail. Gira felt out his power curiously, as she did with most new people she met. It was quite low, however. Waving to the Saiyan boy, she greeted him. "Yo." Normally, the hybrid would have stayed and talked to the boy for a bit. Gira had food on the brain, though. Nothing would stop her now. Trying her best not to appear rude, she tried to part from the three and go insde.
"I'm just gonna... uh... go inside and get something to eat." At that, Gira hurried inside the Hunter's Harborage. She looked around the bar as she entered through the doors. It was rather nice. Very clean and new-looking. While the decor wasn't really her style, it sure was interesting to look at. It caught one's eye rather easily. Picking a spot at the bar to sit down, she looked for a menu. "Boy, I could eat a T-Rex right about now." Gira mumbled to herself as her stomach growled. She pat her empty stomach to calm it down. "I promised Pieter I wouldn't clean him out, but... i'm really gonna have to resist ordering everything off the menu." She said to herself with a soft chuckle.
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Sept 13, 2017 5:21:42 GMT
Pieter laughed in loud, but charming way as Articho went to talk about him relaxing. He stated, while guiding them inside, "I am relaxed... Well, going to be even more shortly!"Pieter didn't see the person Gira said hello to, as they walked in. Upon entering, they could see Pieter's store was very open and, like the outside showed, was built out of massive tree trunks. The floor was neatly polished, although there was that sort of grime from many spilt drinks and food developing under some of the tables, which some workers who didn't look vastly different from Pieter were cleaning up! At the bar area, there were even more of such people, but of them all, there was particular 'giant' of a lion-like man, who had a very noticeable saiyan tail, as well as some big scars on his body. His laughter was surprisingly similar to Pieter's, as he was talking in some language that was rough to speak and had that sort of, 'ancient nature,' to it. It was clearly Earthen, despite this giant of a saiyan and these others, and even Pieter who joined them, clearly not being like it. Behind the brown button up shirt were very clear muscles that seemed like would just rip off the giant man if he moved wrong. Pieter's body language, as he got behind the bar and spoke to the larger man, could be described as questioning, with the giant then talking in an avoiding way. Pieter, at this point, started speaking the common Earth language, questioning while waving over Articho and Gira to come over, "Alright, which story did you start speaking about, Waputhi?""Piet, do you remember what happened at the Bachelor Party before you went to defend the Earth from our cousins in the SSE," Waputhi asked him, "We were talking about what happened with the Tuna fish pun.""I still don't know what you guys find so funny about that." "... Really? ALL THIS TIME, you still haven't learned the pun," Pieter asked the one who spoke up in response, choking a laugh back and judging the naive man! He then stated, "Before we get all in your case, I got a few people to introduce you guys too... Oh, Waputhi! Could you grab one of the baby chairs? One of the new faces is a babbling lil' one!""Oh yes! Of course!"( Pracross Yendatta, your go! Posting order is as follows: Myself, Pracross, Articho, and then Gira. Note on Waputhi: He's a future 75% ally I plan to purchase. For now, assume he has a pl of 5,000.)
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Post by Pracross Yendatta on Sept 13, 2017 5:36:22 GMT
(OOC: My bad, boss, still kinda new at this ^~^)
As the boy approached the group, he overheard a friendly conversation involving families, the young sister of one of the boys, and soup... Dinosaur soup to be exact, and what a miracle that would be to taste the bitter sweet taste of victory over a run in he had had in the desert with an odd beast that had dealt some real damage to him, but lucky for the young saiyan, he'd always managed to recover quickly.
When he stood before the group, he was greeted with an alike greeting from two of the Earthings, while the other seemed to be somewhere else. They had alike auras, all of them, that of old friend's meeting for a good time, though his overall mood who awkward once more when two of them stepped away for food and proceed to the bar. He looked at the man who greeted him and the child he was holding and smiled. The boy may be a little violent from time to time but he still found beauty in the young. "Well, hey there, little one!" The boy stood up straight and looked at the Earthling in front of him. He seemed so familiar as if he'd seen him some where before but he couldn't quite pin it. He decided to address the Human.
"Hey, uhm... Do you know what this place is? Like a restaurant or something?" Pracross had never felt so awkward and he's been in some weird scenarios. "I just came from Ginger Town and I'm dying for something to eat..." The boy scratched his cheek and wrapped his tail around his waist so it wouldn't get in the way, which made him notice the other boy's tail. Was he a saiyan too?! He didn't know there were others on Earth, for at least the number he'd seen! The boy felt good, but also terrified about the presence of the race that is most likely out to kill him, but he was unable to think of that when his stomach growled.
The saiyan scrunched up his shoulders and rolled them back, trying to make a recovery from the groan of his gut, and then smiled, grabbing his hips. "Haha, sorry about that! I just smell something sooo good!" He looked at the small child once more. She seemed happy, at least for the most part, but it was hard to determine from her young age, but with the wriggling and giggling, the overall mood was positive.
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Post by Articho Reville on Sept 14, 2017 3:37:32 GMT
Articho raised an eyebrow in confusion as he listened to Gira explaining why she was in the current area, which didn't answer his question. But he guessed that she had simply misunderstood them. Pasley was being a little bit noisy. It was too bad that she really didn't like pacifiers. They'd keep her more quiet, but his little sister wouldn't have it. "I meant more what were you doing over on Vegeta and Namek. I've heard it's getting pretty dicey out that way," Arti said, his expression turning grim. "The Saiyans and Arcosians are going at it and I've heard the Namek Xylo is getting a big pair of...he's getting pretty bold, I mean.". Arti managed to catch himself from saying a more risque phrase around Pasley.
"I'll do my best to keep from clearing you out and you don't have to worry about Pasley here. She had her baby mush not too long ago, so she'll be fine," he joked, nodding in appreciation at Pieter getting his sister a high chair. "By the way, is that the pun you used to get to train with King Kai? That sounds just bad enough to make him laugh." The hybrid grinned at the man before turning his attention to the newcomer again.
Articho made Pasley's chubby hand wave at the younger boy as Pasley babbled and cooed. The hybrid could see a Saiyan tail swishing behind the boy, which made him slightly wary considering what he just said, but he kept his expression even. "Can't say I've ever seen you around. What's your name?" he asked. "I'm Articho Reville and this little tyke is Pasley, my baby sister." Articho smiled warmly with a nod as he adjusted Pasley in his arms, giving the little girl a better view of the room and the people around them. The older Reville sibling looked back to Pieter for a moment. "Hey, Piet? Do you happen to have any milk and maybe a sippy cup? I forgot hers at home."
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Post by Gira on Sept 16, 2017 9:19:06 GMT
Gira laughed nervously when it appeared she misunderstood her sensei's question. "Oh, uhhh... well, I mentioned how I found a Saiyan space pod from the invasion, right? Well, my curiosity got the better of me, so I went inside and... started pressing buttons. That's how I ended up on Vegeta. I bought a ship there and decided to go to Namek because I was curious to see what it was like. I... heard that there's some war going on there. I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't a tiny bit curious about that as well." Gira's cheeks went a little red as she finished her story. It did make her look kind of stupid, but she couldn't lie to anyone, let alone her sensei.
"I hoped I might get to see Xylo for myself, but nope. He must have been busy or something. I didn't see him around. I guessed he might have been in that big, eery castle, but I figured that screamed "do not enter", get what I mean?" The hybrid gave Articho a thumbs up. "But yeah, don't worry. I'll call you if something serious goes down." She grinned at Articho. "Same goes for you, y'know? I may not be as strong as you are, but I can fight if I need to!" She joined Pieter and the other at the bar, listening in on some story that Waputhi was telling. She didn't quite get it, coming to the conclusion that it was one of those "you had to be there" sorts of stories.
When Pieter mentioned introducing them, the teen waved to the Karinga hybrid's brother. "Yo. I'm Gira." The hybrid introduced herself. "Ya got a menu? I'm starving!" Gira pat her stomach as it growled loudly, demanding that the half-Siayan it belonged to find food.
[OOC] So sorry for the wait! Life stuff came up. :c]
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Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Sept 16, 2017 10:14:21 GMT
"I had to give him several... First one was a bark pun, after I walked around and bumped into one of those trees at his place," Pieter explained, shirking back with a frown, "It was... Not exactly the best time to be trying to make jokes... But that's for a different time!"Arti acknowledged the kid that came in, clearly saiyan origin or partly due to the tail swishing side to side like a happy dog! Pieter blinked, realizing this guy came in and had been talking to them while he was simply ecstatic to get inside and catch up after having gotten his sign up. He quietly pulled out a glass of water, responding simply to Arti, repeatedly, "Yeah."He stopped after saying it 5 times, looking around under the counter for something. Waputhi, however, had come back with not only a baby seat to put Pasley into that was just as high up as the stools, but also the sippy cup that Pieter was looking for, already filled without having heard the request! He smiled to them, stating, "Became a father myself nearly a year ago. Even though the boy's on the other side of the planet, you can never be too unprepared!""Gira, here ya go. I'm going to get to the grill, which is just on the other side of this window here," Pieter stated, having several menus and pointing at an empty section of the wall. He handed one to an empty stool next to Arti, before gesturing to the man and telling him, "My apologies, friend! I didn't see you there earlier. Have a seat and tell me what you'd like! Here at the Hunter's Harborage, anyone can get a filling satisfying meal. I'm actually looking for some workers right now, if you're interested, but first.. What'll it be?"Pieter was focused on listening to the group and their little story. At the moment, he didn't feel the chance to jump in the conversation, but from the sounds of it, that Xylo guy that Pieter saw in the afterlife seemed to have come back and was making a big enough ruckus that even Gira was getting involved. Meanwhile, his fellow tribesman and his older brother seemed to be satisfied drinking instead of eating, allowing Pieter to focus on feeding the hungry 3 newcomers! Waputhi went behind the counter with Pieter, intending to help his brother out in the meantime, since he was about to get to cooking! ( Pracross Yendatta)
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Post by Pracross Yendatta on Sept 17, 2017 23:44:26 GMT
The young saiyan found himself at the bar with an intense feeling of being out of place. He'd felt the feeling many times before, both on Earth and Vegeta, though then, it was because of his father, now it was because of inviting company. The men at the counter cheered, laughed, and smiled. He'd overheard the names being flown by... Pieter and Articho... Those names were so familiar it hurt but he couldn't pin it. It was probably something he read about when he was little. Then there was Gira, a still somewhat familiar name, but less so than the other two. He couldn't shake the feeling that these three are all something of hero material... Pracross snapped back to reality when he was asked his name from the same person who first greeted him. The person named Articho Reville... There was that familiar name again... The boy smiled and bowed slightly, hand on heart. "My name is Pracross... I'm a saiyan from Vegeta simply seeking a new home!" As the boy spoke, he noticed how much he was holding back on being open to these people and how immediately inviting they were... well, except Pieter, who seemed to have yet acknowledged his existence. "It's nice to meet you Articho." He smiled and offered his finger for a "shake" from Pasley. "And it's nice to meet you, too, little one!" Pracross was rarely one to push a conversation, but he decided that if he wanted to meet them, he was going to have to. "So, who named her? Your sister. Pasley is a wonderful name."The man named Peiter soon proceeded to hand out food to his guests, as well as a bottled style cup know as a "sippy cup", meant for feeding milk to the little. He was still confused over such simple things being made for people but at the same time, he found it... amusing. Earthling went out of their way to make life so beneficial for everyone, young, old, or somewhere down the middle. It was quite something, for sure. I wonder if I ever go back to Vegeta and made these things... would I become rich...?! He let the idea settle for a while as he stared down the food and made a desperate frown as he checked his pockets for zeni, eventually finding his wallet in his jacket pocket. How did he manage to forget about such a useful thing so much. The boy turned to Articho and held up his hands apologetically. "Would you excuse me? I'm going to hop over to the counter and fetch anything that I can get." He awaited a response from the fellow-tailed boy before walking over to the other side of the bar and sat on a stool, two seats away from the gathering crowd, where he licked his lips and stared at his thumbs sleepily. His adventure has only been so long but yet he felt like he'd been through a lifetime of work. He finally had a chance to breath in and just.... eat.
Sorry for the wait, I got caught up in the sickness and got lazy ;-; Articho Reville
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