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Post by Raisu Hanamura on Oct 4, 2015 13:56:10 GMT
Tomare pointed to a cave with a fire burning inside and spoke. That was her home? That was certainly surprising. He had at least expected a cabin or something of the like. But he did not expect her to be a literal cave woman. Whatever works for her, thought Raisu. Looks were often deceiving. Maybe it was quite cozy on the inside or something close.
Tomare stopped at the entrance. Raisu looked at her for a few moments before it hit him: she was letting him walk in first. He nodded his thanks and said, "Thank you for inviting me into your home." And then he stepped in and looked around.
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Post by Tomare on Oct 4, 2015 15:08:07 GMT
-Raisu would see a fire pit in the middle, a wooden box which was a cooler for food, a wooden bed with a blanket made of fur draped over it, her clothes also lay on the bed, and far off in the back waa a mettalic-looking door. She would walk in beside him with a light smile across her lips.- Welcome to my home Raisu. It doesnt look like much but it is very cozy in here. -She would soon walk past him and to the bed, where she would sit as she began to clothe herself-
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Post by Raisu Hanamura on Oct 4, 2015 15:51:39 GMT
Not a bad place. Spartan in its decor, but it worked. A nice fire pit in the middle, a bed, some boxes... It might not be so bad to live it. But what truly caught his eye was the metal door in the back. Tomare passed by him and to her bed, where she began to dress. Well, that ends that slightly awkward time, he thought.
It was warm with the fire pit burning, a stark contrast to the world outside the cave. It must stay warm if she stays here all the time, he thought. But still, that door. What was it? A metal door was the last thing he expected to see in a place like this.
"Hey, Tomare," he said, "What's up with that metal door if you don't mind me asking?"
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Post by Tomare on Oct 4, 2015 16:10:14 GMT
-The Saiyaness would first put on her undergarments, hoping to make the other feel embarressed or nervous around her. Then she slid on her tight orange top then her orange bottoms and while she was sliding on one of her boots she heard his question. The metallic door? She would look back and then nod once- Ah that door? Thats my gravity chamber. Goes up to 50x I believe.. only went up to 10x myself. -She would then look back down to finish putting on her boots-
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Post by Raisu Hanamura on Oct 4, 2015 16:30:06 GMT
Tomare continued to dress casually. At least she was comfortable, Raisu figured. Raisu, on the other hand, was a little embarrassed. She was a pretty woman, and Raisu barely knew her. Of course he'd be a bit red in the face. Most people would be. But what she said was interesting in its own right.
A gravity chamber, huh? He'd heard of people using them to train. Though, apparently Tomare had only used her's casually. How in the world did she get this thing out here in the first place? No, best not to question it. People could do anything if they put their minds to it. What mattered is that she had one.
"That's pretty cool. I've never seen one before," he said.
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Post by Tomare on Oct 5, 2015 15:26:46 GMT
-She slid in her boot then laced it and she did the same for the other. She would be sliding on one of her fingerless gloves as he spoke, she would look up and smile lightly, noticing the slight red in his face but not minding it.- Maybe I can show you it some day. Not today though.. maybe after we know eachother better. -After this, she would continue to put on her fingerless gloves. Soon getting them on before standing up and heading to the wooden box to open it. She would open it and would look inside for a moment before pulling out a large slab of meat from the box.-
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Post by Raisu Hanamura on Oct 7, 2015 18:17:48 GMT
Raisu nodded. Understandable. For all she knew, Raisu was some kind of creepy monster in human flesh. Or just plain creepy.
"Right, I get you. Hopefully we can get to know each other," Raisu said. Did that sound right? He didn't know. It was hard to tell how people would interpret these things. Not that he'd ever been particularly good at conveying himself. A byproduct of his childhood, really. Tomare crossed to her wooden box and pulled a rather large piece of meet from it. Well, somebody's hungry, thought Raisu.
"Getting ready to eat?" Asked Raisu, watching her from where he stood. How long should he stick around? Another thing he was never particularly good at it.
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Post by Tomare on Oct 7, 2015 18:36:28 GMT
-Tomare would nod in response to his question. She was hungry, something most Saiyans feel when they dont eat for a while and by awhile, I mean an hour or two. Tomare tries not to eat too much because of her small supply of food. It takes awhile to hunt ya know.- You want some Raisu? Since youre part Saiyan, you must be hungry right now and I wouldnt mind sharing. -She was realy an odd Saiyan, sharing food is something no average Saiyan would do. She would continue smiling, waiting for a reply-
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Post by Raisu Hanamura on Oct 7, 2015 18:47:34 GMT
Tomare offered Raisu some food. While he was a bit peckish, he had eaten not long before finding Tomare. Best not to take from her food, he decided. Raisu would hate to impose, especially on someone who he had just met.
"No, thank you. I ate before I came," he explained, returning the smile. He was certainly trying his best to be polite in this scenario. It was all he could do. He had nothing else to fall back on in the face of times like these.
Raisu whistled as he watched her, a simple tune. So simple, he even forgot the name of it. That was assuming it even had a name in the first place. Likely, he picked it up from someone else and had made it his own.
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Post by Tomare on Oct 7, 2015 18:55:15 GMT
Ah, I see. More for me I guess~ -She would lightly chuckle before skewering the meat with a long, pointed stick. She would sit next to the fire while holding the dull end of the stick. It looked like she was roasting a marshmallow, but except for a marshmallow it was that slab meat. Creative? Maybe. She would be watching the meat before looking to him while he whistled. She had heard nothing like that before from a person..- What are you Doing Raisu?..
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Post by Raisu Hanamura on Oct 7, 2015 19:33:31 GMT
What was he doing? Raisu came to a stop and raised an eyebrow slowly.
"Uh, whistling? You know, like blowing air out my mouth?"
He looked at her, his confusion apparent. Had she never heard someone whistle before? Was she that isolated up here, that she didn't know what whistling was. Perhaps it was ignorant of him to assume such things, but the question struck him as odd. Never had anyone asked him that. Tomare as a whole was odd. Interesting, but odd. But he supposed that those two often went together.
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Post by Tomare on Oct 7, 2015 19:40:48 GMT
Whistling? Blowing air.. never heard someone do that before. Must be an eartling thing.. -She would think about it for a moment before shrugging once and looking back down to the meat on a stick. Eventually, sounds of her trying to whistle was heard. All it was was just the sound of air being blown from her mouth. She had no idea how he did it! She would rotate the meat slowly as she continued trying to whistle. 'How do you do it?' She thought-
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Post by Raisu Hanamura on Oct 7, 2015 19:45:49 GMT
How did he do it? Well, it was natural for him. He never had to give it much thought. But he supposed if you never did it growing up, it might seem strange in of itself. How to explain it? In itself, it was a simple concept. But how to make it make sense?
"Well," he began, "You purse your lips like this, almost like you're trying to kiss something."
He pointed to his own lips in example. Hopefully what he was doing made sense. If not, well, he would just look silly.
"Then, put your tongue low and blow. Like this," he explained, blowing air through his lips. In response, a high note sounded from Raisu. While it might be simple for him, some people just couldn't do it.
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Post by Tomare on Oct 7, 2015 19:57:48 GMT
-She would do what he did. Lightly pursing her lips then putting her tongue low.. but when she blew, no high pitched note came from her, only the sound of someone blowing.- Messed up.. -She would try again, doing the same steps.. pursing her lips the putting her tongue low. But once again, nothing but the sound of air escapes her lips- Hn.. let me try again! -She would try and try over and over again but with no sucsses.. this bothered her as she continued to cook the meat.-
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Post by Raisu Hanamura on Oct 7, 2015 20:05:50 GMT
No success from Tomare. Well, it wasn't for everybody, he thought.
"Hey, just keep practicing. Maybe I can show you again sometime later."
The later part was emphasised. He'd been enough of a burden on her already, and he'd hate to overstay his welcome. And besides, though he enjoyed his time with here, the sun in the sky was still turning. He had places to be before nightfall.
"Well, I better get going. I don't want to distract you anymore than I already have," He said, beginning to step slowly towards the mouth of the cave. It'd be a shame to leave it. The fire place was rather nice.
"We'll need to meet again. It was great meeting you," he said with enthusiasm. Yes, it had been great. Even if the circumstances of their meeting had been a little... awkward. But that's just how it went sometimes. He'd met worse folks. Much worse folks. And Tomare had been pleasant, especially compared to those folks.
And with a small wave after whatever response Tomare had, Raisu stepped out of the cave and made his way back to the mountain trail.
(Thread exit. I'll have zeni, please.)
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