Prince Luffa
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Post by Prince Luffa on Jan 18, 2016 20:03:26 GMT
Luffa growled at Pin’s insolence in avoiding his backhand. How dare this low-level Saiyan dodge my attack? His glare shot over to Habana. He’d seen her before, a homeguard for the invasion, and from her bearing she was another usurper to his rightful place in the Saiyan hierarchy. “I said I'm not anyone's kid dammit!” He yelled, clenching his tattered gloves into fists, hunching over as he exploded with a golden aura that released all the rage inside of him, whipping his dark hair about wildly. A flicker of blue briefly traveled across his eyes, and for the briefest moment the ki strumming around him pulsed into his body, flaring his hair gold before he lost control of his focus and it dulled into black once more.
(Luffa has entered his False Super Saiyan state. His powerlevel has increased sixfold, and so has his anger.)
The hatred towards the world ate away inside of him. “I am Prince Luffa, Super Elite.” He strained through clenched teeth. “I answer to the Queen alone!” He jabbed a finger towards Habana. “The Super Saiyans have stolen my birthright. Even now, I can feel the potential inside of me, the power of the true Super Saiyan of legend. It only needs to be awakened!”
He didn’t care if there were stronger powers than he anymore! They would make them feel his wrath all the same. He burst into rapid movement, the tatters of his weighted cloak a billowing blur as he shot towards Pin as fast as he could. The weights made things slower, but with this newfound power he could harness he was even faster than before.
“Have a Savage Salvo on the house, scum!” He shouted to Pin, releasing a machine-gun volley of punches and sharp-toed kicks directly at him, the air cracking and booming around him. If left unchecked, the blows would smash into Pin’s arms and legs, with the intent of breaking his limbs, and the pressure wave from the sonic booms would chew much of the furniture into splinters. And possibly topple some drinks.
Luffa is attacking Pin with Savage Salvo [MP3] for 82,380 PL. (KP now 0/3) A brutal upbringing of rigorous and pitiless training has given this Super Elite a keen understanding of hand-to-hand combat. In his rage, Luffa releases a volley of blindingly fast punches and kicks, which not only can wreck an opponent on contact but are strong enough to create powerful supersonic booms in the air that can damage them if they're not in range of fist and foot.
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Post by Pin on Jan 18, 2016 21:40:47 GMT
Pin was ready to put the whole ordeal with the young Saiyan behind him. He wasn't sure what had drawn him to the boy to begin with, to be honest. Maybe it was something about the apparent struggle present in the boy's life, something he could relate to given his own history. Or maybe he was just feeling charitable. Either way, his charity was not endless, and being as ungrateful as this kid was the fastest way to get that charity revoked.
His scouter alerted him to a familiar, intense power entering the bar. He turned his head to see his increasingly good friend Habana walk in, and quickly scold the boy who was apparently about to launch another attack on Pin.
"Habana, leave the poor kid alone, he's ju-"
Pin was cut off as the boy's energy spiked, hard. His scouter crashed to it's boot screen, and by the time it had restarted itself, his power levels were off the charts. By that point, the kid had given a little speech about who he was. He was a Prince, and he was apparently furious that super saiyans had taken his throne from him.
He expected Luffa to go after Habana. After all, she was the Super Saiyan. Hell, Pin wasn't even a true Saiyan! Boy, was he wrong. Before he knew it, Luffa had launched an immeasurably vicious attack at Pin, striking his arms and legs, completely obliterating the metal limbs and reducing them to piles of smoldering scrap. Pin's now-stumpy torso hit the floor with a dull thud, his helmet clanking to the floor just before the bottle of Kabochan Redbreast shattered beside him, spreading the expensive liquor across the floor.
Pin looked around the room, many of the patrons now silent. He looked at the bartender. He looked at Xylo, the mysterious Namek. He looked at Cipher, at Zuccetta, and then at Habana. He started to laugh. A small chuckle at first, but then it turned into a loud, raucous, uncontrollable thing. He was completely cracking up.
"Oh...oh, kid...you've officially fucked up SUPER BAD."
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Post by Cipher 24 on Jan 19, 2016 3:57:52 GMT
Cipher gave a shrug. "No, Habana made it clear there wont be peace between Earth and Vegeta, at least not yet. In the meantime though, I am satisfied that there wont be another conflict anytime soon. At least, as long as someone keeps that blowhard Mayze on a leash." Cipher blinked. Normally he wouldn't have been so blunt about people. Must be the alchohol getting to him. Speaking of which, how did his shot glass get refilled? He didn't know Saiyans trained ninja. He glanced over at the bartender, Cabba was it? With a new sense of respect. He took the glass and downed the contents, flinching from the burn and the temporary blur of vision. "The REAL reason I came here," Cipher continued, "Was because I sensed you before I was about to leave and got curious. Especially since Habana had informed me that you had gone off planet." He looked over to watch the Namekian writhing on the floor from his drink. Probably the correct response to a Namekian to rather potent alchohol, though why he brought it upon himself, Cipher really didn't know.
Before anything else could happen, he sensed a familiar power level enter the building. He looked over his shoulder to see Habana entering the place. Granted, she had changed her appearance, most likely to disguise herself, but Cipher recognized her ki signature. Well, speak of the devil.[/i] It also seemed like the fighting between the kid and Pin was escalating. When Habana tried to intervene, the kid seemed to snap, ranting on that he was a prince and that he would become the true Super Saiyan. Of course, during this little speech, Cipher was silently making the 'blah blah blah' gesture with one of his four hands. Man, this alchohol must be effecting him more than he thought. But he was seriously getting sick of all this bravado. If he wanted to be around people with their head up their rear, he would have hung out with Mayze. Suddenly, the kid attacked Pin with all his might, shattering the android. Guess that answered any question of how powerful Pin was. The only two people Cipher would have to worry about in this room if things got violent were Zucceta and Habana.
He then looked down, noticing the shot glass in front of him had somehow gotten shattered, possibly by the kid's attack. He looked around, noting the broken furniture as well. "I hope you have some way of paying for that," the android mused, "Because I get the impression nothing is for free here...unless you're strong enough to destroy a planet."
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Post by Lord Xylo on Jan 20, 2016 12:47:40 GMT
Xylo eyed the commotion curiously. It seemed the Android and the Saiyan had started quite the ruckus all of the sudden! The Namekian would normally become annoyed that his favorite bar on Vegeta was being filled with annoyances, but tonight just so happened to require an annoyance.
The Mazoku turned to Rotim, giving him a strange look. The Kabochan knew this look as a signal. It meant: "Pay my tab, I'm getting out of here." Rotim nodded back, albeit a bit begrudgingly.
With his payment secured, Xylo turned back to Zuccetta for just a moment. "Well, it seems like things are getting lively... I must depart however. Next time we meet, tell me who won."
In a flash, Xylo was gone from his chair. He'd used the After-Image technique to slip away from the bar, hopefully unimpeded.
--- [EXIT] [PL Please! Heavy Weights equipped (Tier 1 Degradation in effect)]
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Zucceta
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Post by Zucceta on Jan 23, 2016 1:42:51 GMT
Zucceta twists around and glances in Habana's direction as the interim commander enters the bar. Clearly this place had become way more popular in the interlude between her last visit, although she may well have come here with the commander when the two were just normal soldiers, or post-prisoners. The queen's memory had become fast and loose with the specifics of it all, these days. Habana begins to reprimand the kid, who Zucceta was now at least ninety percent sure was Prince Luffa of House Bloodmoon and there's the confirmation right there, gotcha.
Zucceta smiles. She had a soft spot for the bratty noble; maybe it was simply his youth, or maybe it was attitude--perhaps it was simply the combination. He had such promise, too, even if his pride was enormous, even for saiya-kind. Still, the android bounty hunter was clearly also currently an SSE asset, and his destruction simply would not do.
The volley of machine-gun fists and feet sends the queen's drink toppling; it spills all down her cloak. Zucceta sighes; it simply wouldn't do to wear a wet garment. In one dramatic sweep she tears the cloak away with her mechanical arm, revealing her true identity to... the few people in the room who hadn't guessed it yet. She mostly ignores Xylo's leaving, waving her arm impatiently to show him she'd heard his departing words.
"Prince Luffa." Her voice rings out as she stands from her seat.
"You'll stand down at once, super elite though you may be. This sort of behaviour is clearly above your station, no?" Zucceta sends Habana a look, one that says - I can handle this one. Just some psychology, and if not I know a particular weak spot on the back of an adolescent's head that'll do the trick.
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Queen Habana
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Post by Queen Habana on Jan 26, 2016 23:49:43 GMT
Commander Habana Active Techniques -All Seeing Eye(Detection)
Items In Use -Scouter
@nextperson Base PL - 144,040 Super Saiyan PL - 1,584,440 KP - 3/3
| a true super saiyan To the particularly perceptive observer Habana's eye would make a very noticeable twitch as she held back a tidal wave of fury that only seemed to grow with every word the bratty child spoke, he very much seemed to be every aspect of the 'elite' persona that Habana had grown to despise in her life. On top of that the kid was almost certainly full of shit, 'Prince' she was CERTAIN this brat wasn't Zucceta's kid and while there was a chance he had some sort of claim to the title through various bloodline bullshit involving the previous kings and queens of Vegeta that meant absolute DICK now. “And I am COMMANDER Habana, little prince you THINK you answer to the Queen alone, but you'll learn REAL fast to watch your mouth when speaking to your SUPERIOR.” Habana spat back at the boy, she wasn't overly fond of waving her new rank around in a 'im better then you manner' but Luffa was the exact type of person she found herself MORE than willing to do so to.
He ranted about the super Saiyans stealing his 'birthright' that he was the one with the true potential to be a super saiyan within him and were she not so furious it would have almost made her laugh, how deluded was this kid? What little amusement she had gotten out of the brat was swiftly ended as he suddenly surged with power bringing his already impressive strength far beyond the levels of most of the assembled patrons of the bar, Habana expected the boy to charge her and attempt o strike her down, she was prepared to unleash her own full power once he made his move too... only he never appeared before her after dashing away.
Too late did Habana realize that she was not the boys target, instead he unleashed his 'Savage Salvo' on Pin tearing through the androids limbs like paper. Pin clanged to the ground his limbs shattered but thankfully still quite alive. For a brief moment Habana had forgotten that her friend would not be effected by the loss of his limbs as readily as a living being. He was certainly hindered as he now seemed incapable of movement, but was not in danger of bleeding out as anyone else would be.
Despite Pin being 'ok' for the moment the attack on her friend, her ally was something Habana was not about to let go of, her hands began to glow and pulse with energy as the boy stood over Pin among the wreckage that his attack had created. She'd been working on something new after going over some old records of previous occupants of the position of Commander, techniques they had utilized and training methods they had employed. Just as Habana was about to speak up and transform Zucceta stood, demanding Luffa stand down and giving her a look to indicate she would handle the situation. Habana scowled, and briefly she felt a pull to ignore Zucceta, and even to forgo her intended warning to the boy and just blast him now.
“You're lucky boy, a true super saiyan has come to your rescue.” Habana stated letting the energy she had built up disperse harmlessly before crossing her arms over her chest, she would remain vigilant, prepared to transform and take down Luffa personally if he sought to do any more harm, Zucceta's look indicated she could handle the boy her own way but Habana had no intention of letting the boy destroy Pin or harm anyone else before Zucc could do so.
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Prince Luffa
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Post by Prince Luffa on Jan 27, 2016 6:16:45 GMT
“Heh heh heh look everyone, they’re even making tinker toy Saiyans now.” Luffa said with an evil grin, laughing along with the malfunctioning bucket of bolts before kicking one broken stump aside.
At the freak Dirt-bot’s words of advice Luffa snarled and spat on the floor. “Don’t tell me what my planet is like, Dirt-made scum.” Luffa said to Cipher, floating up into the air to meet the android at eye level. “If things had gone a little differently during the attack, you’d be nothing more than a grease smear on the pavement of your stupid little world.” The righteous, golden anger of the False Super Saiyan still wreathed and howled around him. It burned inside of him, made him strong and pure as he was supposed to be.
Before he could think of a good angle of attack on the pale Dirt-bot, a familiar voice broke out. Luffa’s jaw dropped, his auric aura suddenly flashing away. It was the Queen! He fell sharply to a knee, lowering his head in a bow as a deep red flush of embarrassment crossed his scarred face. Now the Queen knew his shame, and the shame of his House, knew what defeat had turned him into. She’d laugh at him. What was there not to laugh about? He was a wretch, lower than the Saiba-rats. He braced himself for her laughter, for the scorn of the court, biting his lip. He could fly away, and make for the sewers quickly.
(Shame has dissipated Luffa’s False Super Saiyan form. PL reverted)
“My station…” Luffa began, processing Queen Zucceta’s words.
Just as he started to speak, a new voice interrupted. It was the usurper, the homeguard! At first Luffa shrank away, then his anger returned, burning hot. He sprang to his feet. He should sail a ki blast into her face. That would teach her. Maybe she wouldn’t have such a prideful bearing with her spine removed. But then Luffa saw Queen Zucceta’s stern expression, and Luffa nodded slowly. “Last I checked, this isn’t the war, Commander.” He said to Habana tightly, but bowed his head slightly in grudging acquiescence.
“This garbage robot malfunctioned.” He lied, gesturing to the laughing Pin. “I was only defending myself.” He looked down at his rawhide garments, keenly aware that they must think him pathetically poor. “I’ve come under... hard times since the war.” He said, his voice raspy as he fought back a deluge of sadness. “Viceroy Mustad has stolen my castle, and all my money. I was going to come ask permission to kill him but...” Luffa trailed off, clenching his tattered glove into a fist. “I’m no longer a Super Elite. Not in truth. There are many Super Saiyans now. What good am I, if I can’t be what I’m supposed to be?” He tensed, waiting to flee at the first chortle or chuckle.
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Post by Pin on Jan 27, 2016 22:04:44 GMT
Pin grinned widely at the situation. Luffa, apparently a Prince, had been going on and on about his throne being stolen, about Super Saiyans, a whole lot of blah blah blah. He had called down the thunder.
He was surprised, however, to see that the first patron of immense power to say something to the boy had been Cipher, the Earth android. Pin hadn't been particularly welcoming to him in their earlier meeting, and figured he'd probably just keep his head down. Sure, Cipher hadn't exactly come to Pin's defense, but he didn't stay silent. Pin had to at least respect that.
But then...then something happened that Pin would save in his memory banks for all time. Queen Zuccetta, who had clearly come here to avoid being noticed, revealed herself in all her glory. She was beautiful, in the way that a raging bonfire is beautiful - bright and glorious, and potentially very, very dangerous. Pin had to marvel at her mechanical arm, which somehow made her seem more relatable to him than other organic creatures. She would know what it was like to control a machine as a part of yourself. She spoke sternly to the young prince, not directly on Pin's behalf but he knew she would not have gotten involved if she didn't care if Pin survived.
And then his friend, one of a precious few in his life, Habana, spoke up. He'd noticed her power briefly ramp up, in the timeframe of less than an instant, after he'd hit the ground. He was convinced that if Zuccetta had not revealed herself, that Habana would be able to turn this punk into a fine paste, a greasy smear on the bar floor. He was slightly disappointed, as he would have loved to see that.
"Damage assessment indicates 3 percent functionality remains. All non-essential systems shut down. Essential functions critical. Maintenance needed." Pin spoke in as monotone a voice as he could muster. He was heavily damaged, sure, but this was for show. He wasn't in any real danger of dying at the moment, and could be relatively easily repaired by any half-qualified mechanic. He snuck a wink at Habana as Luffa scrambled to explain himself to Zuccetta.
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Post by Cipher 24 on Jan 27, 2016 22:43:44 GMT
Cipher wasn't the least bit intimidated by the little Saiyan's boasting. In response to his little 'threat', the android's eyes narrowed and he leaned in. "The same can be said about you as well, little saiyan." After all, the reason most of the saiyans (including their queen) were still alive was because they allowed them to live. He leaned back when Zucceta and Habana spoke up, reducing the loud mouthed 'prince' to shame. He glanced over at the wrecked Pin. He knew that the android would be fine, especially after having seen his own superior reduced to a single component and being able to be restored. Plus he remembered that he was also one of the more forward ones during his talk with Habana, though nowhere near as much as Mayze had been. Giving him a small nod, the android turned back to the bar, seeing that it had been, much to his surprise, cleaned up and another shot glass had replaced it. He blinked, looking at the bartender who was busy cleaning a glass, paying the android no mind. Damn Saiyan ninjas. Why didn't they send these guys to Earth? Their invasion would have been much more effective than simply dropping giant monkeys on them.
As he gulped down the powerful drink (odd, it didn't seem to burn as much as it once did...though the blurriness remained longer), he heard the young 'prince's' lamentations about his situations, on how he had fallen on hard times, and how he felt when compared to the more powerful Saiyans on the planet. Oddly enough, Cipher could sympathize. "Listen, Luffa was it?" Cipher spoke up, turning around on his bar stool. For some reason the android felt a little woozy and leaned back no the bar, but his face had a sober expression on it, "We've all been through some rough times. You, me, queenie here," he jerked a thumb in Zucceta's direction, "But listen, don't give up just because life slaps you in the face. Heck, Zucceta and I have both been through our fair share of hell, and now we're the two most powerful people on the planet right now. Just try and stay strong. After all, going on in the face of great odds is a trait I tend to admire in Saiyans, despite their faults."
He then fell quiet, letting his words sink in, though he wasn't sure if they'd get through to the youth, or if he'd allow his prejudice to blind him. Either way, it didn't matter to the android. Right now, there was a little something he needed. "Could I get a glass of water," he spoke up to Cabba, "Believe it or not, this stuff is starting to get to me."
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Zucceta
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Post by Zucceta on Jan 28, 2016 7:39:52 GMT
Queen Zucceta felt eminently satisfied when the young noble falls to his knee in her presence. Even in his excited state, he still remembered his formality, even if he was far too gone to fear or respect Habana's strength. She would have to rectify his standing in her version of the Solar Empire, where house or birth or blood did not equate to innate, unearned respect. What made a true, soulful being was who they are, not where they came from--not a vague birthright. Still, it made Luffa happy, and Zucceta respected the child; so, for now, while the boy was in a low mood, she would leave his noble pride be.
She continues to stare at the child, but snaps her fingers. Cabba comes to the side of the bar and hands the Queen a glass of whisky. She briefly breaks eye contact with Luffa, glances at the amber liquid swirling with aromatic taste, shrugs slightly, then downs the drink, before slamming the empty glass back on the table and wiping her bottom lip, particularly un-regally. However, her eyes were sober and intelligent, staring at the kid.
She decides to ignore his lie, this once. "I have a task for you, Prince Luffa. You will get your estate in order by any means you choose, and then you shall join me on my trip. Come with me and you'll find your honor again."
She takes a glance at the wreckage of the bounty hunter on the floor. "House Bloodmoon will pay for your repairs, mercenary, and they apologise for this inconvenience." She smiles, already planning a way to make use of the android.
She glances at Habana, then Cipher, before looking at Cabba. "I'm sorry, old friend. I'll send someone in the morning to fix any damages, plus pay my tab. I think I'm going to see if I can find anything to beat up in an alleyway."
The bartender chuckles and shakes his head, saying something sardonic with half-amusement under his breath about having great insurance, and finally nods.
The queen stares around the room. The majority of the patrons were bewildered by her sudden reveal, low-class saiyans deep in their bottles. "Hail the Solar Empire!"
"Hail!" The room resounds, as she departs through the broken door.
(Zucc's leaving, probably. Zeni pls.)
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Queen Habana
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Post by Queen Habana on Jan 29, 2016 20:28:00 GMT
Commander Habana Active Techniques -All Seeing Eye(Detection)
Items In Use -Scouter
@nextperson Base PL - 144,040 Super Saiyan PL - 1,584,440 KP - 3/3
| a true super saiyan Habana flexed her hands to ease some of her tension as the brat continued talking like he had command of the situation mocking Pin and then Chipher, while she personally cared fairly little for the fact that the boy was insulting the Earth's unoffical ambassador it was a rather foolish move if the power her scouter had picked up from the Android upon his arrival was any indication. Cipher possesed more than enough power to wipe the floors of the bar with the bratty child and provided the kid survived the encounter she had no real interest in stopping it if the kid continued provoking him. His arrogant tirade came to a swift end when Zucceta revealed herself however.Habana smirked at the reaction her comment got out of the boy, he had very clearly not found her assertion that he had been rescued by Zucceta particularly pleasant, and perhaps if Zucc had left after comment about acting true to his station he might have even made the fool choice of throwing an attack her way, but Zucceta's presence seemed to be enough to keep the boy's fists in check, it did little to button his lip. “Clearly little prince, you actually managed to beat your opponent this time.” Habana responded adding a playful smirk before beginning to slowly make her way over to Pin's disabled form.The boy then followed up with a frankly pathetic explanation for his actions, evidently his family fortune and holdings had been taken from him by Viceroy Mustad, Habana could not recall anything in particular about the name which to her indicated he was likely nobody of particular consequence, a political schemer most likely. Habana raised an eyebrow as she looked down at Pin who appeared to be shutting himself down, though the wink he gave seemed to imply that he was either fine and simply resting, or simply trying to make himself less of a target. Grabbing her friend by his armor's collar she would hoist him up slinging him over her shoulder like a backpack. Luffa was wrapping up his explanation and while some might find themselves able to pity the boy Habana could not, rather than pushing himself to the level of the super Saiyans who were outshining him he chose to wallow in self pity. Part of Habana wanted to call the boy out on this but Zucceta clearly had her own interests in the boy, allowing him his chance to reclaim his family's holdings.“HAIL” Habana would shout alongside the others pumping her free arm high in the air, watching as Zucceta took her leave it became clear that it would be best to make her own departure, Habana would give the boy one last look of contempt before making her own way out of the bar with Pin's mangled form, as she departed Habana would focus her senses on the boy not entirely trusting the brat not to make a move against her or Pin while her back was turned. “Where am I taking you, the Palace can probably get you back in order if you don't have a preference” Habana would question presuming nobody sought to prevent her and Pin's departure.(Habana Departing(Presumably), PL Please)
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Prince Luffa
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Post by Prince Luffa on Jan 30, 2016 20:58:05 GMT
(Can't come up with anything he should do, so just gonna exit. PL please!)
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Post by Pin on Jan 31, 2016 0:04:56 GMT
Pin allowed Habana to take him from the bar, a smile across his face. He was glad to have such powerful friends, especially in a world where you never quite know when some breed of Super Saiyan is going to come along and literally tear you limb from limb. All in all, it had been an interesting day.
"Just get me back to the Pixie, Commander. I've got enough spare parts there and can have one of the on-site engineers get me far enough that I can perform the remaining repairs myself. Thanks for the assist."
((Departing, Zeni please))
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Post by Cipher 24 on Jan 31, 2016 3:33:37 GMT
It seemed that his words fell on deaf ears. Sometimes he wondered why he even bothered trying to talk to Saiyans. Unless it was all about praising how 'magnificent' they were, they didn't care about what you had to say. As he watched everyone leaving, Cipher gave a small sigh and turned back to the bar, taking the glass of water offered to him and gulping it down. Hopefully this, along with his electronic systems, will purge the alchohol from his system quickly enough. He couldn't help but feel a little bit of pride in the knowledge that he had essentially out drunken everyone in the place, even though it wasn't a contest. "Thank you for the drinks," he spoke to Cabba as he set his payment down on the bar. He rose up from his stool and turned to leave, surprising himself when he stumbled slightly. Damn that alcohol was strong!
He heard a small chuckle coming from the bartender, and Cipher wouldn't help but smile. At least there was one friendly Saiyan in this place. Giving him a casual wave, Cipher turned and left the bar. He should be getting back to his ship. With his business on Vegeta concluded, it was time for him to leave.
[Exit. PL]
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Mayze
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Post by Mayze on Feb 1, 2016 2:32:57 GMT
Xylo wc 1988 pl earned 4438 Zucceta wc 3107 zeni earned 4661 (Add your shizz)
Habana wc 523 pl earned 973 Luffa wc 1630 pl earned 4438
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