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Post by Kay-El on Apr 7, 2016 15:12:45 GMT
Thread Pl: 85,179 | Heavy Weights: 21,294 -- Samba, the wolf Zoanthrope Kay-El made a lasting bond with even in that short span of time they spent together. Reaching out to him with her mind she said, Sorry for any trouble I caused you. I’ve got to go again, but maybe we could grab a bite to eat before I do. I know a great spot for burgers in the capitol. She didn’t want to go to Satan City, didn’t want to run into anyone she knew by accident, so the capitol it would be. Heading there she hoped Samba got the telepathic message, that ability was still so new she didn’t know if it even worked half the time. Despite the capitol being so big, so vast, so filled with an immense amount of people sometimes that made her feel better like maybe she could just get lost in the crowd for a little while. Nana liked to people watch, but Kay-El preferred being more active about such things. The two sometimes made up stories about random people on the streets. Looking back the way she came, the thought of Nana out shopping in the city for needed supplies for their journey back to Vegeta, a small frown tugged at the corners of the girl’s lips to create lines that mimicked those that would most likely come with age and time eventually. Half Saiyan and half demon, she didn’t know how that affected her aging process, only that she aged visibly slower than humans. Either way, she felt conflicted and torn about leaving so soon. Happiness and excitement raged through her veins at the thought of going back to Pin and the new friends she met on Vegeta, but sadness, too, settled in at leaving Earth and old friends so soon. Perhaps that was why she sought closure and good-byes this time around, a thing she didn’t have time for last she left Earth with Pin. To Namek in order to pick up one of Pin’s co-workers, a general in the SSE, and then almost immediately on to Vegeta where she met and sparred with several more higher ups in the SSE including the queen, herself. Finding a table in the back, she waited for her furry friend there, hoping he showed. If he didn’t she’d be sad, definitely, but eventually would get over it. But it would mean a lot to her if he did show up. Not really expecting him to understand, or maybe he would, getting to know the only family she had left was important to her. Pin, the android half-brother, was all she had left of family. Despite having gone through two sets of parents, she lost them both one way or another. Either by never knowing them to begin with or death, both were separations she considered permanent. Samba
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Post by Samba on Apr 7, 2016 21:09:05 GMT
"Hm?!" Samba looked up at the ceiling of his room when he heard Kay-El's voice resound in his mind, a smile tugging at his lips as he realized that the girl was speaking to him with some sort of telepathy like technique. He had heard that some individuals could achieve such a mental state with deep meditation and determination, but this was the first time he had felt it in person.
As he got up and got ready to head to the East Capitol (that's where Kay-El's Ki signature felt the strongest), the male wondered about her message with a slight frown across his lupine features. She was leaving Earth again so soon? It seemed just like yesterday they were out on an adventure with a few other sorted individuals, and the Wolf Zoan held back a snort of amusement because it was literally when that happened. "Time surely flew very fast." Samba hummed underneath his breath as he finished tying the laces of his boots before he was finally ready to head out and spend his day with Kay-El.
"Yo, Beryl, or anyone!" Samba called as he dashed out of his room and ran across the hallways that would lead him out of the spaceship. "I'm heading out for a bit, will come back later!" Safe in the knowledge that someone might have heard him and pass the message to Beryl if he did not hear it himself, the male opened the ship's main entrance and stepped outside and into the Eastern Lands, soon enough powering up and flying off into the distance.
It was merely ten minutes later that Samba reached the designated location that Kay-El spoke of. And soon enough he stood at the table where Kay-El sat waiting for him, and the air vibrated slightly with the noise of his tail wagging a mile a minute. "Hey Kay-El, I'm here." Samba wondered if reaching for a hug might be too bad, he had become really strong since the last time they met and he didn't want to possibly hurt her because he didn't put his strength in check. But if the girl decided to give him a hug he would return it with all his might, being extra careful that he didn't crush her in his mighty arms.
Sometimes Samba wondered if this was how someone felt when they had a younger sibling to look after, the Zoanthrope had many acquaintances and a few friends back in his hometown before it was demolished by the Saiyans, but none of them brought forth that protective brotherly instinct to the surface as much as Kay-El and Core did.
Not that they couldn't take care of themselves, giving that they were pretty strong for their age, but Samba couldn't help but worry about them, especially with Kay-El now that she was off and doing whatever Pin requested of her. "So, what have you been up to?" Samba asked to keep the conversation going as he sat down and waited for their orders to be brought to them.
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Post by Kay-El on Apr 14, 2016 13:26:50 GMT
Samba didn’t keep her waiting long. Barely ten minutes in and her face lit up like fireworks on the fourth of July. “Hi Samba!” Before he could even sit she got up to give him a big hug, feeling that warm embrace returned, and she held on just a few moments longer than absolutely necessary. She was going to miss him - Samba and all the other friends she made there on Earth. Kay-El got the distinct feeling she might not be back for a while. True, after Kay reached Vegeta, she didn’t plan on sticking around there too long but she did want to explore more of the hidden gems the universe had to offer. With her own ship and no limitations, she planned on sneaking away in the dead of night. Maybe she’d even leave a note...maybe. “Thanks for coming,” she said, breaking away and reclaiming her seat.
Just then the server came over with their orders and she immediately took a bite of one of many burgers she ordered. Saiyans tended to have large appetites and, being half Saiyan, that one one of the things passed down from her mother’s genes. Sometimes she wished she hadn’t gotten anything from the woman who gave birth to her, in terms of genetics, anyway. Only recently did Kay-El learn to train her tail so that, when grabbed, it wouldn’t paralyze her. No, now it only served to irritate the young hybrid. At least her biological father got a pass, sort of, stuck somewhere in another world or whatever. Maybe she’d go and meet him some day, find him, track down the demon that Sam owed a favor to enough to enlist Mizuna’s help in bearing a child. Sam might have tricked Mizuna into it, just a little, but it all worked out in the end the way everyone wanted, or so the demon told himself.
What she really wanted was her adoptive father back. But even now the ache of that loss lessened. Having friends and finding Pin helped relieve the burden being alone for so long cast upon her small shoulders.
The two spoke at the same time. As Samba asked what she was up to, she said, “So the Galactic Patrol. Huh? How’d you get into that? What else is new?” Her usual burst of several questions at once and then she laughed. That higher pitched, childish laugh like bells chiming, an absolute squeal of delight at them speaking at the same time.Taking a deep breath she said, “Why don’t you go first. I wanna know what you’ve been into lately. Catch any bad guys?” Love stories were for nerds and lacked excitement. Kay-El loved the stories that kept you on the edge of your seat, the kind of story fast paced and full of high stakes.
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Post by Samba on Apr 18, 2016 1:17:22 GMT
The Zoan's eyes sparkled brightly like the lights of a Christmas tree when he spotted the server coming towards their table while sporting a myriad of burgers, and he could already feel how the saliva was filling his mouth and threatening to slip down the side of his muzzle if he didn't watch it. "Yes! You're the best, Kay-El." Samba said warmly while absently wiping his arm against the side of his muzzle, just a precaution in the case that he WAS drooling like a dumb beast. With a short prayer to give thanks for the offered food, Samba began to tear into them with relish, he had missed lunch by coming here but Kay-El had, after all, told him that he would get feed if he came, which was a small bonus since what mattered was that he was here with his friend and he planned on taking full advantage of this before Kay-El had to depart to parts unknown. Samba grabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth with it to clean his mouth of any residual spittle and meat particles clinging to his fur and muzzle. "It's been alright, haven't done any missions just yet, I'm still waiting to get stronger before tackling one just in case I'm not ready yet. And I fought against their leader." Samba hummed as he reminiscent of that day, it wasn't that long ago but it made a huge impact on him. "He is really strong. Like you won't believe how strong he is, I'm not kidding when I say that he could punch me from here to the moon without even breaking a sweat." Taking a sip of his drink the male stopped for a second to catch his thoughts before speaking again. "And I haven't caught any bad guys just yet. But give it time, I bet there will be someone out there that will break the law really soon, and we'll be there to catch their as- Um, catch them in the act." The Zoan barely stopped himself from saying that word out loud, he did not want to have the rage of Kay-El's caretaker to rain down on his person because he sullied the small girl's vocabulary. "How about you?" Samba asked, genially curious about what she had done so far. "Won a small fortune already?" He didn't ask specifics of her job and what missions she had taken so far, mostly because he didn't want to make their meeting an awkward one. Kay-El |
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Post by Kay-El on Apr 19, 2016 17:33:39 GMT
“ No, you’re the best!” she said with a smile, inching forward in her seat. She, too, looked forward to the mountain of burgers and she’d told the server to keep them coming. This meal was on her, for starters, it felt like a good start in making any amends she felt she owed to the Zoanthrope. Taking one for herself, this one had cheese and bacon on it because she’d asked for variety in their burgers, she took a bit bite as he told her about the Patrol’s leader. Beryl Roarke, that was the name Core mentioned that time at the lake when… she really didn’t like to think about that creepy demon who tried to pollute their spot. Well, either way, it seemed Samba really had tracked down this Roarke guy. Her eyes widened as Samba said Beryl could punch him to the moon like it was nothing. Swallowing hard she put the burger down and said, “ Whaaat? That’s - that’s crazy!” She kind of wanted to meet the leader, now, and see for herself. “ What else can he do? That’s pretty neat!” Vaguely she wondered if he could sense Ki, because she couldn’t and wanted to find a way to do it without relying on her scouter. Despite several people attempting to teach her recently, she just didn’t get it. Maybe she was too distractible or something. Unlike Telepathy, a skill one teacher told her she couldn't teach Kay and it was unlikely she’d learn it herself, she’d been determined enough to figure it out on her own. But Ki Sense still eluded her despite giving it her best efforts to learn. When Samba spoke of the job itself she nodded, understanding wanting to be stronger before tackling things potentially beyond his level. She, herself, was trying to do the same after all. First Pin let her use his Gravity Chamber but it only went up to fifty and she’d surpass that sooner rather than later. She heard tell of the Queen allowing members of her Empire to use hers and more or less planned to do just that before taking off on her own adventure in the near future. A ‘space road trip’ sounded good right about now and as much as she wanted to bring a friend or two along for the ride, she had a feeling this was something she was meant to do on her own. “ Me? Oh, no, well...I mean, I’m here on a recruitment mission. Someone interested in joining up. He was kind of creepy, though,” she shrugged. “ Not like...super creepy, but more like…” she shrugged with a lack of words to properly describe why Kishi creeped her out. “He’ll fit in just fine, I suppose… I liked the traveling part. I should go back to Namek some time and actually leave the ship. We had to pick up some work friend of Pin’s there before heading to Vegeta. I didn’t like him, much, either, but he seemed like he’d had a rough go of it lately so I won’t judge the General too much. Habana, another friend of Pin’s, she’s so cool!” The people legends were made of, and she got to meet some of them. “ So, what kind of missions you gonna get to go on?” she asked, slightly envious, and then finished her burger. Samba
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Post by Samba on Apr 19, 2016 19:01:45 GMT
"No, you are!" Samba said almost automatically, his voice taking a slightly teasing tone to it as he did so before he blinked twice in confusion. Was this how people felt and acted when they had a younger sibling of some sorts? It was a strange feeling, that was for certain, not an unwelcoming one mind you, just slightly strange when he wasn't accustom to feelings like these. He played off his small pause by taking a hearty bite of his double bacon and cheese burger, slowly closing his eyes and hiding his moan of appreciation with a growl. "These burgers are so nice, Kami-sama above." Shaking his head the male downed what he ate with another sip of his drink before focusing on Kay-El once again. "Indeed it is. I didn't really believed Core's claims at first but when I saw it for myself I was totally convinced. And what else can he do? Well..." Samba trailed off, one hand still grabbing his half-eaten burger (the third one so far, surprisingly that it wasn't the tenth by this point) and used the other one to stroke his chin. "If I remember correctly, he also punched the air so fast that when his fist graced my cheek he actually managed to cut me a little bit." Absently the Wolf Zoanthrope stopped stroking his chin and instead moved his hand towards his cheek where Beryl managed to cut him, the wound had healed up and scarred weeks ago and the fur had regrow back in that place, but if he swiped his thumb against the healed flesh he would swear that he could still feel the phantom pain of it. "I'm alright though!" Samba said quickly to pacify the girl in the off chance that she'd find Beryl as a mean person for having hurting him that way. "It healed up nicely, and it doesn't even hurt anymore." Chuckling weakly the male finished his third burger before taking another one, this time ham and double cheese burger. "That's interesting. And is the word you're looking for like, spooky?" He listened attentively as she spoke of her small adventures and what had she dealt with so far, mid bite through her story-telling the male almost choked on his burger when the name of "Vegeta" and "Habana" passed through the girl's lips, not to mention the talk of this General of the SSE. "Um." Samba hedged as he grabbed his drink and downed what was left of his to try and buy some time as he slowly worked his brain around the fact that Kay-El, small and sweet little Kay-El knew some of the most renowned and dangerous members of the SSE. "Y-you're certainly been around places, Kay-El." Samba said as he gulped around the lump in his throat. "And um... I believe there was an unknown beast that has been terrorizing a town in Southern Earth, hunting and eating its residents. We haven't been able to identify it just yet though; but the dossier says that it posses some strange powers." The Zoanthrope scratched the back of his head, fourth burger left forgotten for the time being. "We shouldn't have any problem if there's a team to fall back onto, but I won't go so far and get overconfident, that usually ends up badly for everyone involved."
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Post by Kay-El on Apr 21, 2016 16:52:17 GMT
“ No, you!” she said automatically as well, a glint of mischief in her dark eyes. Teasing him right back, things felt right, natural, talking to Samba. Until recently, the notion of having a sibling was just that, a mere notion or thought. She knew she had a brother out there somewhere, but her idea of family expanded beyond blood a long time ago and probably started when the Coliflo’s took her in and adopted her. They never made a big deal out of it, not really, and even if Pea did it was only after Wiz died. But it was Wiz that always said ‘ Family don’t end with blood,’ and that was a lesson she took to heart. Here on Earth, Kay found people she might consider family some day, but the current state of flux her life was in might not allow for that. She didn’t think anything of his hesitation,too busy fishing for a second burger, this one with spicy cheese, avocado and bacon on it. She agreed with his assessment of the burgers being so nice and raised him a silent terrific as she bit into the second burger. “ Core isn’t one for exaggeration, in my experience… even if he is a bit of an idealist,” she said after making sure there wasn’t food in her mouth. Kay-El was a big believer in ‘chew, swallow then talk,’ one of the many lessons instilled within her by her nanny. When he mentioned Beryl punching air she stared, not entirely convinced, herself, but a reliable source like Samba didn’t come around every day and she trusted his word on the subject. Grabbing a third burger, Kay-El sighed, her shoulders slumping with the movement. “ Spooky,” she tried it out, liked the way it made her tongue flick against the front few of her bottom teeth. “ I suppose that’s good enough. Although I don’t particularly find him scary, I could probably swat him like a fly with my tail if I had half a mind. But spooky will have to do.” Half Saiyan and half Demon the child might be, but both sides held pride in combat and the fact she even mentioned she thought of doing just that to Kishi showed just how much he unnerved her and got under her skin in the creepy, crawly kind of way. Her scouter beeped from her bag out of nowhere and she frowned, reaching in to turn it off. “ I turned this thing off ages ago. Ever since the first time I brought it with me, like, anywhere it keeps acting up and restarting itself. Maybe I’ll have Pin take a look and see if he can fix the stupid thing. It’s a piece of junk… maybe he’ll just use it for parts and I can get one that works relably.” Looking over at him as he remarked on her having been places she nodded. “ Did a little bit of traveling, but I wanna do more. I’ll probably go back to Namek at some point and after that, who knows?” She didn’t tell him she planned on doing this alone, as much as she wanted company, it was something for the girl to do on her own. Despite the enormity of the situation and possibilities, Kay-El had a feeling fantastic and awesome things were going to happen to her on this ‘space road trip.’ “ That sounds like trouble…” she added in regards to the strange beast, thinking back to the Minotaur she and others took out not too long ago, and then the witch hunt. “ Be careful, okay?” Samba
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Post by Samba on Apr 25, 2016 21:02:40 GMT
The Zoan threw his head and laughed merrily, wondering at the back of his mind when he had ever had this much fun except when he was a little pup training with his parents and playing around with the few other children that were scattered around the village. It was a refreshing feeling, to say the least. It was too bad that he never got siblings of his own, his mother going sterile after getting into a dangerous situation months later, it was a sad day for his parents but they pulled through by always showering him with their love and attention. So far the Wolf Zoanthrope had made a lot of friends in several different places, Kay-El being one of them, there was also the Arcosian child named Core Stold, followed by the empowered human with strange ethereal powers named Alex, the strange rockstar called Arynx, members of the Galatic Patrol that he held dearly to his heart like Gnash, Belle, Kaito, Chili, and Beryl. Though that wasn't to say that there weren't some enemies laying around, at the top of his head he could name Dr. Breech Aris, the strange Android like being, closely followed by another Android named Pin who had some sort of pass with Kay-El, then there was the strange hellish being named Contagion, then there was the female Saiyan named Arias who took a bite out of his hand on their first meeting and ended up with an arrest some days ago. Of course, the rest of the SSE, not to mention their Queen; Zucceta herself, were also his enemies merely by what they had done some months ago when they attacked the Earth and laid waste on his home in the process, but trying to count how many there was would be just futile, so he didn't bother to do it. "You could sweep the floor with him without even trying, Kay-El." The dark furred Zoan reassured the girl's boastful claim, he didn't know how strong this person that annoyed her was, but he was sure that the girl could take care of herself no problem. "And besides, if you ever need my help. I'm a short mental distance call away." The male winked at her with a small smile, and after he said so the male took a giant bite of his fourth burger, leaving merely 1/4 of the whole before he finished it with another bite. As he chewed and savored the meal with his mouth closed, his ears twitched at the sound of something beeping in the girl's bag, and he rose a brow when he saw her reached inside to turn whatever it was off so it would stop that infernal noise. At the mention of Pin the male felt his lips peel back slightly into a slowly forming snarl, which the male quickly hid by using a napkin to clean up his muzzle, he was still a little bitter about what happened with Pin and a few assorted individuals back at Mount Paozu, and he still resented the male a little on the likely possibility that he might have corrupted Kay-El in some way when she was away. To keep his mind away from Pin he quickly covered that small scene with a statement. "Space traveling sounds interesting, and since the Galatic Patrol deals with protecting the innocent and stopping the evildoers around, I might get to experience some adventures on another planet, or perhaps even another universe." The male's tail wagged with excitement at the prospect of going on an adventure, and possibly meeting a myriad new and powerful fighters. At her concern, the male merely smiled warmly back at her. "I'll be fine, I've gotten a lot stronger than before when I met you back at that lake, and I'll have someone backing me up, nothing should go wrong." Shrugging his shoulders the male refilled his glass and took a hearty sip. "But thanks for being concerned about my well-being." He grinned at her, most people would probably run for the hills at the sight of so many razor sharp teeth staring back at them, but Kay-El was different. "Are you planning to depart soon?" Samba asked a companionable silence fell over them, he wanted to know if she was gonna leave soon to perhaps see her off or something. |
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Post by Kay-El on Apr 27, 2016 17:45:30 GMT
Kay-El liked the way Samba laughed. He had this way of throwing himself into the laughter like he really meant it, wholly, right down to the depths of his very soul. The sound was warming and comforting and infectious and she giggled along with him, her own high-pitched, girlish laughter joining his loud, booming vocals and probably drawing attention but she didn’t care. Laughter was like a balm the could heal you inside, and everyone could do with some healing whether they needed it or not. When he mentioned she could ‘sweep the floor’ with him she laughed again at the mental image of her picking the armored robot up and literally sweeping the floor with him. “ I’m afraid he’d make an awful broom,” she said, eyes sparkling with mirth. She sobered at his offer of help and said, “ Right back atcha, if you ever need help just let me know! I’m only a scouter call away if I’m off planet. Which reminds me…” she frowned and pulled out the scouter. “ You do have a scouter, right? If not, you should totally get one and this should help…” reaching into her bag she pulled out a small bag of Zeni, the very same one from the day in the Spinach Wastes. “ I think you should have this, not me… besides, it could help you buy a scouter!” The two hundred Zeni didn’t weigh as much as she thought it would but she slid it across the table, nonetheless. “ And I won’t take no for an answer!” She’d gotten the promotion which she hadn’t really expected. Since she didn’t do it for the money or the promotion, actually getting them had surprised her from the start, but since she’d gotten them and this was the only physical reminder she wanted Samba to have it since she’d, well, done what she did without any real rhyme or reason as far as Samba was concerned back then. “ I got your back,” she added with a smile, “ So if you ever find yourself in too deep, let me know.” Turning back to the pile of burgers that looked low, she signaled the server to bring another round. “ I’d give you my scouter and just buy another but ever since I met the Queen it, well, it just hasn’t worked right since.” She took a few bites of her next burger, chewed and swallowed before saying, “ That was a day to remember,” she said, “ I mean, Zucceta said ‘hi’ to me! She was really nice...to me, anyway. Not to that… Reikiko… that showed up out of nowhere.” The child stopped there, once again not feeling right mentioning that other one who was there that day. No, that white-haired android, the mysteriously cloaked one, she didn’t know enough about him to talk about it yet. That didn’t mean she was giving up on finding out, quite the opposite. In fact, she intended to go and see her old teacher from Earth, Mimikku, about someone she mentioned once but that would have to wait until after her trip. Seeing the flicker of expression cross Samba’s face when she mentioned Pin she said, “ Pin’s my brother… that’s why I wanted to impress him that day. I'm sorry for all of that, though…” And then she, too, went back to eating. She let her face get messy with ketchup and other toppings because, in her opinion., why keep wiping it all off if it was just going to get messy again in a few seconds? Might as well wait to clean it all off at once. “ And it does sound interesting! I can’t wait! Maybe we’ll meet somewhere in space some day…” The idea was oddly comforting that she could run into friends by coincidence, or fate, while traveling. Since the universe was so large and vast the odds were slim, right? She let him talk about the backup he’d have and while it did make her feel a little better about it, she didn’t know if she’d just… stop worrying. “ Nana and I have a few errands to run in town and I’m going to meet up with Core later, I think… but I’m probably leaving to go back to Vegeta tonight. Then, after that, on to Namek, I suppose." The thought of the adventures ahead had her both nervous and excited. Nervous because she'd be on her own, but excited for much the same reason. -- Gave Samba 200 Zeni. Samba
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Post by Samba on Apr 28, 2016 0:31:39 GMT
Samba liked how his laughter alongside Kay-El's merged to become something truly beautiful and mesmerizing, at least for his lupine ears, he did not care if he was attracting attention to himself or riling up some of the other patrons with their chatter, he was having too much of a good time to give a damn about their case. "Hah! Indeed, he'd much better serve as scrap metal, wouldn't you agree?" The dark furred wolf snorted out another laugh, this one shorter than before but still booming in its tone. Once he stopped laughing he regarded the girl with his head tilted slightly to the side, like a dog that was showing his confusion. "Scouter? You mean those things that are sold and mass produced by some companies in Satan City?" He had seen some of the teens and even the elderly using those strange contractions on their eye. They came in all colors and sizes, but their use was mostly to send messages or talk with people who were very far away. Before he could get more into that train of thought, his musing was cut short by Kay-El offering a small bag that jingled with its hidden content, though judging by the sound he had an idea as to what the bag might be holding within. "U-um, Kay-El I'm honored but I couldn't take it, you earned that fair and square." Samba almost pushed the bag of money back toward Kay-El, but at her firm tone he quickly relented and grabbed the bag, juggling it on one hand to feel how heavy it was, it didn't really weighted that much once he got a good look at it. Shooting Kay-El a look the male remarked amusedly. "Well since this was given from the bottom of your heart, it would look bad on me if I refused it." With twinkling eyes, the male sighed deeply in mock pain before hiding the bag inside his gi. "And I will, with us working together there shouldn't be anyone that could stop us from achieving our objectives." Chuckling softly the male stretched his arms a little as he waited for another round of burgers to appear on their table, hearing his bones pop and relax the male let out a content sigh and back comfortably on his seat. Though if needn't had bothered considering the next topic that came along, with almost a start the male ears swiveled so they focused clearly on Kay-El. Playing it cool the male leaned his arm on the table and propped his chin on his palm. Though it looked so forced that the male was actually giving it away that he was concerned that Kay-El met the Queen of all Saiyans if one took care to look. "That must have been really exciting, meeting the Queen and all." At the mention of this unknown variable in the works, the Zoan frowned as he tried to remember if he ever heard that name somewhere. 'Reikiko, eh?' This person didn't seem to be a friend of Zucceta judging by Kay-El's tone of voice, perhaps an intruder had decided to battle the Queen herself or something? Hopefully, they got a few good kicks in before they kicked the bucket, he knew that whoever fought the Queen must have died because otherwise there would be a wide mass newsflash that the Queen has fallen. The topic was then switched towards Pin and the unasked question was finally answered, making an 'O' face of realization the Zoan quickly grabbed a burger to stall for time and put his thoughts in order before talking again, of course after swallowing his food down. "I see, that explains a lot, that explains everything actually. I might not have gotten the chance to have any siblings, but I know the feeling of wanting to impress someone so they will notice you..." The Zoan briefly thought about Beryl Roarke, the man that had let him stay on the ship to live off of it considering he had nowhere else to go, and then his mind shifted towards his deceased parents. Knowing that that way only would lead to madness he quickly brushed that thought aside and said. "Catching you while on a mission or just sight-seeing would be awesome. Since the more the merrier, or so the saying goes." Blinking at her slightly messy face the male grabbed a handful of napkins and politely say. "Um, you have some ketchup..." The male snorted and if Kay-El gave her consent he would move to clean her face. "Right here." He finished saying with another snort of amusement. "And I thought I loved burgers, it seems that I might have a rival for that position~" The Zoan teased with a quiet chuckle, sobering up quickly Samba tilted his head slightly. "Do you require any assistance? These arms aren't just for show you know." Samba slowly closed his eyes and tried valiantly to hide his blush. "I'm sorry, that was so bad." Shaking his head he quickly jumped back on track. "I wish you a safe journey Kay-El, wherever your path may lead you to, I'm sure that with time we'll see each other again really soon." Speaking of, wasn't it getting late already? They've been talking for so long and eating quite the same that time might have just flown by without the two noticing. "Is getting late, isn't it?" Samba tentatively opened the subject, not really one for ending things when he has enjoyed her company, but they couldn't be here until the place closed down, they had some stuff to do on their own after all. Pushing the chair back and getting up to stretch his muscles the male asked with a tentative tone. "You um, want to head out and... just walk?" Feeling a lump forming at the back of his throat the male made his utmost best to not appear nervous and miserable at the prospect of Kay-El leaving again. |
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Post by Kay-El on Apr 28, 2016 16:03:48 GMT
The more they laughed, the more and more the laughter kept going, it was a vicious cycle and Samba’s joke about Kishi serving as scrap metal only made her laugh all the more. And at his question she nodded. “Yeah, a scouter, to talk to each other with when on different planets - I’m not as good with the telepathy stuff yet as I’d like to be, not good enough to talk over that long of a distance. When I’m on the same planet as someone… well, that’s fine, but after I leave it’ll be harder to communicate.” She didn’t like thinking about not staying in contact with people and, hey, even if her scouter broke or got lost she could always use her ship’s communication terminal to talk to people on their scouters. When Samba, predictably, objected to taking the money she set her food-covered features in a stony look like she really wouldn’t take no for an answer. Heck, she’d pout if she had to! In the end, though, it didn’t take long for Samba to see reason and accept the gift and all was right in the world once again. Shaking her head at his feigned, pained look she just went back to eating. “And I agree,” she said. “There isn’t much that can stop us if we just work together and put our minds to a task…” She thought of the Queen and how, even against herself, Brassica, Zerori, Habana and Pin, the Queen still proved a more than capable and formidable adversary. That new transformation, though, was the things dreams were made of and the Queen was leading by example that that kind of power was even possible. Perhaps the Queen’s methods were questionable, at best, but for now Kay-El was willing to give the Saiyaness the benefit of the doubt where her motives were concerned. After all, Zucceta had been so… nice to her, she couldn't be all that bad, could she? While Kay-El wasn’t good at the deeper, interpersonal, emotional stuff, she was able to pick up on how wary Samba became when she mentioned the Queen. “It was an exciting day,” she agreed. “She put out an open challenge to anyone who would take her up on it. A group of us fought her! It was… intense.” Not knowing what to say to assuage Samba’s not entirely baseless fears, Kay-El remained quiet on that front, it was better not to speak of such subjects unless either had something of value to contribute to the topic at large. As he pondered aloud about Reikiko Kay-El shrugged. “She has another name, she put out a broadcast recently and challenged Hannibelle Evensong to some kind of… competition? Chimera, that’s her stage name, I think.” With a nod, Kay-El hoped that could help clear up the Reikiko issue. “And, yeah, I don’t think she survived which is a shame… her music’s pretty good. She’s no Hannibelle, but, who is?” she joked, looking over at Samba, not knowing he knew the pop star in question. Then again, she knew Belle joined the Patrol but they must have a presence all over, right? “Some… I don’t know who,” she added. “Someone rushed to defend the Queen, and then some other people including the Queen all rushed off to help? It was all really confusing but Habana covered for the Queen,” she said with a shrug. Speaking of Habana made her remember she’d promised Pin that, when she got back to Vegeta eventually, she’d spar with him or Habana or both in the gravity chamber. That should be interesting. That day in the square, Habana really impressed the girl and now, more than ever, Kay-El was determined to learn under the Commander of the SSE’s army. “But she came back… and it all must have worked itself out. She seemed upset but I’m sure if it was worse or something to really worry about, we’d have noticed. “I’m sorry I didn’t get a chance to tell you earlier…” she said seriously, glad he seemed to understand just a little. “He’s all I have left of family, really, and I was looking for him for a really long time.” If she thought too long or too hard on the subject she might cry, so she forced a smile and said, in a forced but cheerful voice, “But it’s been good traveling with him and Nana and Pounce! I think we’ve established a good connection, a good base, and maybe we don’t tell each other everything yet but gotta start somewhere, right?” She never had any real siblings, biological or otherwise, and hadn’t known Pin existed until a little over a year ago. When Uncle Sam told her about Pin she leapt at the chance to find any kind of family that might care. With wiz gone, she just wanted someone who would accept her for who and what she was and Pin, so far, had done just that. “And, Samba, whoever you’re trying to impress I’m sure you already have! You’re wonderful and awesome and they will see that, too!” When he reached over with the napkins and brief explanation she laughed, reminded of the times Nana would do this very thing but she tried not to squirm around too much and just let him get on with it. “Thanks,” she said, still not sure why people cared about having food on their face while eating - it seemed to be an adult thing to worry over. “And yeah! That’d be super cool to maybe even help each other out if we can. That’s what friends are for, right?” And she considered Samba to be one of her best friends! “Hey, too many people underestimate the value of a good burger,” she joked, knowing she could put away a fair amount due to the Saiyan blood flowing through her veins - they always had huge appetites, those monkey-like people, and she would know since she’d grown up with them and eaten at their tables as far back as she could remember. “And, oh! If I’d thought to ask you for help earlier I would have,” she said seriously, taking the offer to heart. “But I think we’re okay on that.” “I wish you the best in your missions, too…I suppose you’re right… a walk would be great. Oh, hey! I could show you my ship! I have one of my own now,” Kay-El went on excitedly. “She’s called The Pink Lady, and she’s super fast - as fast as Pin’s ship. She doesn’t hold a lot of people, max of three, but that’s okay I don’t really need more than that, to be honest.” Looking out the window she was surprised at how long they’d been there and put enough money to cover their food and drink as well as tip. “If you want to see it, that is,” she added softly, heading for the door. The ship wasn't far, only a short walk away to where they’d parked Lady in the port. She was supposed to meet Nana there soon, anyway. Samba
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Post by Samba on Apr 28, 2016 23:32:34 GMT
"I heard that Telepathy was something that only those of a clear mind could achieve," Samba said with a tilted head. "Usually assumed that monks were the ones that could achieve such a thing, but I guess Aliens and other normal humans can also manage to learn such a useful technique like that if they try hard enough." Which reminded him of how there were people that were just born with a certain set of qualities that made them good enough at almost everything they tried, while others had to practice and train until the very dead of the night before they could get to that same level, if not above it in terms of sheer practice. Geniuses of Skill VS Geniuses of Hard Work. He wondered where he fell in such a category. "There was a saying, back in my village." Samba made sure that the small bag of coins was secure inside of his Gi before continuing. "When a person has something important they want to protect, that's when they can become truly strong." Blinking slightly, the Zoan's eyes glazed over as memories coursed through his mind, of better days when he was living with his friends and family before everything turned to shit. He absently wondered if that kind of power would be enough to overcome the might of Zucceta and of those that would wish his loved ones to come to harms way. His brain finally caught up with Kay-El's voice and he easily shifted his attention back to the real world with not much difficulty. "I see. She must have been really strong then to take on a group." Of course, the Zoan didn't know on whom this group consisted of besides Kay-El being one of the members, did the SSE's Capitan or Commander fought as well? Ultimately he guessed that it didn't really mattered to him who fought the Queen, but at least Kay-El had some fun while doing so. "I'm glad you had your fun, though, that's always nice."Samba's ears flickered in attention when he heard that very familiar name, and a frown worked its way across the Zoan's features. "Yeah, I know of Belle. She's one of my friends in the Galactic Patrol, sadly she had to go away for a bit because of her work catching up with her. I wish her the best, though." The Zoanthrope tried to not let it show how sad the thought of Belle leaving for an extended amount of time made him feel, he understood why the kind blue-skinned woman had to leave on such a short notice, he just wished that perhaps he could have a bit more time to getting to know her before she had to part ways. Thankfully the topic was changed quickly towards Zucceta's contestant and he rose a brow at his friend. "Someone rushed in to defend her? Defend Zucceta? What, do they really thought of their Queen to be that weak that she couldn't take care of herself?" The dark furred wolf snorted out a harsh laugh, this one filled with a bit of coldness glee at the fact that the little miss perfect had to have someone rushing in to defend her maidenhood. Come to think of it, this Reikiko person must have been really strong then if people were scrambling over to protect their Queen, or perhaps, and the most likely situation, the Saiyan Queen didn't deem the threat to be that much of a bother and send her lackeys to finish the job for her. "Please, forgive me." Samba waved a hand as he finally calmed down a bit. "I really don't like the Queen of all Saiyans for what she put the Earth through, for what she and her people put me through..." Coughing over his fist as a sort of uncomfortable silence fell over them the male quickly grasped his paws on the lifeline that Kay-El threw at him. "No! Don't apologize. It's fine, everyone is allowed to keep their secrets and all." Samba was quick to wave away the girl apologize, he didn't expect the girl to suddenly talk about her life and her issues at the drop of a hat just because someone asked, besides he wasn't one to pry into someone's business unless they involved him in some way or something. "And I'm glad you and your sibling are bonding already, word of advice; cling tightly to that bond you have with your sibling, and make sure that it never dies if you can help it." His expression was totally serious, but then Kay-El dropped a bomb on him, earning a hot blush to spread across the male's cheeks. "Y-you think? I mean, I hope that they see that too. But for some reason whenever I smile at him, he seems to be screaming internally for some reason." Demonstrating the smile, showing rows of razor sharp teeth, the Zoan pointed at himself. "I mean, what's to fear about this?" Some of the patrons that had been eavesdropping turned to look at the Zoan and immediately paled and turned back to their meals, and never turned back to check on the two again for the rest of their stay. "You're welcome." He smiled kindly at the girl, glad that she didn't shy away from his touch, sometimes he forgot that all things considered, he was a six foot two inches tall Zoanthrope, most children would shy away from him simply because he looked scary and mad with his usual bitchface default expression. "Heh, indeed, Kay-El. That's what friends are for." It felt nice, calling someone your friend, it meant that you trusted in them, to have your back and always be by your side when you need them the most. "Haha, you're correct there, they do, my Boss apparently has a campaign against that or something with how he judges me whenever I eat one in his line of sight." Oh if he could count the many times that Beryl stared at him when he ate a burger, he'd be rich by now. And finally, they were ready to set off, as they stepped outside the Zoan looked at the girl with blinking eyes. "You have a ship?" He gave a little chuckle at the name that she blessed the ship with, considering who was driving it, it suited the ship just fine. He chuckled once again when she went off on a tangent about her ship, her voice going really fast as she tried to explain it to him the best she could. "Slow down, Kay-El, you don't want to choke on your tongue or anything from speaking too fast." He patted the girl's head fondly. "I'd love to see your ship, Kay-El." A thought entered his mind and the man wolf blinked twice. "Huh, reminds me that I might need to get a ship of my own in the near future, can't always use Beryl's ship to head off into missions all the time..." He sweatdropped as another thought forced its way into the forefront of his mind. "Though gives that I don't even know how to fly a spaceship, perhaps it is for the best..."Kay-El
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Post by Kay-El on Apr 29, 2016 14:35:45 GMT
“ Telepathy proved a challenge,” she admitted. “ Although not as much a challenge as Ki Sense,” she added, voice a low, irritated grumble. No matter how hard she tried, that was one technique she couldn’t quite master. Try and try and try again, Kay-El studied under multiple teachers to learn it and her struggle didn’t end with any of them. “ Someone used it on me once and told me they couldn’t teach me because someone named Bing taught them and they didn’t know how to teach it…” She stopped, eyes wide, not having meant to say all of that out loud until everything in her head about the situation got resolved. But Samba was cool, a friend, someone she felt at ease talking to so she smiled and decided not to worry about it. “ I was basically told it would be… impossible, so I proved them all wrong. Now if only I could get this Ki Sense figured out,” she added with another smile, her tone light and joking around. All the talk of family and politics brought the mood down a bit and she didn’t want that for their time together before she left. “ I also need to get better at close combat but everyone else is always so much bigger and stronger than me, physically, I’m not really sure how to even go about it. Ranged attacks really are my best bet, I guess. At least until I get stronger!” As he spoke of his village she looked over curiously, and the saying, that if people had something to protect, spoke to her. She had things to protect. Well, to be specific, she had people she wanted to protect like Pin, Core, Samba and the others. Alex and Jax even wormed their way into that category somehow, and a myriad of others that she’d met along the way. Perhaps that was the true way to strength, to power, that having something to lose made you fight all the harder. Kay-El said none of this out loud, but it was clear from her expression he’d given her some food for thought to chew on for quite some time. “ Thank you for sharing that,” she said, genuinely glad he had. Her eyes became wide as saucers, for sure, when he mentioned he knew Belle. “ Whoah, that’s so cool! What’s she like in person? Is she as pretty in person as she is on TV or on the stage?” Leaning forward, he was all eyes and ears for whatever Samba said next. Hannibelle Evensong was her idol and she was super excited for her new movie that they were filming now, rumored to be the start of a trilogy that would take place a few years after the last trilogy she and that other actor guy filmed together. Yes, her name was long and difficult, but his was longer and more difficult, or so the five year old felt. Actually, it was the same amount of syllables either way, but they felt more difficult for her to pronounce if that made sense. The reason Kay-El told Samba was partly because she wanted to, and also partly to warn him that Zucceta was really, really strong and that he shouldn’t take her threat level lightly. Not liking the political talk, though, she did smile at his description of someone needing to ‘rescue’ the Queen. As if! No, that hadn’t been the case, but if it had it didn’t matter now since Reikiko was just… gone. That battle had ended and the victors all moved on, and there had been casualties. “ It was more like… this stranger butted in before the Queen could, but the Queen did go after them to join, so,” she shrugged, taking a sip of her chocolate milk after mixing it a bit with her straw. The bit of plastic forced the specks of darker brown to float and swirl around. As Samba spoke again she frowned, not realizing that so many people that she knew probably fell victim in some way to the Queen back when she attacked. She knew some feared another attack, but she’d heard neither tale nor tell of any such plans back on Vegeta. Besides, why would someone attack against a foe that already defeated them in battle once before? Unless they were sure of victory, but, she didn’t know if enough had changed between then and now. Besides, Zucceta wasn’t the only warrior that survived that battle to grow stronger since and Earth had plenty of amazing defenders like Samba and Core and that strange robot dude. “There’s nothing to forgive on your end,” she said somberly. “ It’s I who seeks your forgiveness for bringing it up to begin with.” Either she hadn’t known or had forgotten the Queen and the Empire’s role in Samba’s story, and she felt terrible for bringing up the hot topic. If it was the first she felt a little less bad, but if she’d known and forgotten, she felt terrible. She strove to be sensitive towards others but she was only mortal and fell prey to the norms that mortals fell to like bad memory, self-centeredness, and so on. On top of those other faults she could be rash and unpredictable, speak before thinking things through and had a nasty rebellious streak the made her want to test the words of her superiors. That determination, that stubbornness, was one of the reasons she’d been able to conquer Telepathy in the first place but it also caused a lot of problems for her in the past. Irregardless of that fact, she had her faults and many of them. “ I’ll take that advice, though,” she said seriously. “ I don’t intend on letting Pin get away now that we finally found each other. Family is still family, and it doesn’t end in blood.” Looking over as Samba smiled she giggled in delight, only seeing what looked like a happy puppy in her very five year old way. “ Of course! If people don’t like you it’s their problem, not yours. There are always going to be people who decide to dislike you for unknown reasons, but it’s their loss and not yours, and from what I’ve heard of the Galactic Patrol so far everyone in there seems pretty chill so I’m sure they’ll all like you as much as I do! You’re one of the sweetest people I know, and if whoever it is doesn’t see that, well, they’re an idiot.” In classic childlike behavior, she didn’t notice the other patron’s reactions, having forgotten them all, already. There were plenty of people that might be scared of him, and all those people were just as likely to be scared of her, too. The hybrid got more than her fair share of irrational hatred over the years so she spoke from experience when it came to finding people that decide to hate you for things outside of your control like the kind of blood in your body or how you look. It wasn’t fair, but that was life, right? If life was fair then it would have been Pea, her adoptive mother, that got killed instead of her Wiz, Pea’s husband, who was Kay’s whole world before… The Incident. Her eyes widened again, this time in amusement, and she actually snorted. “ Well your boss needs to be introduced to all the good burgers of the world at once!” she declared in a rather silly fashion, holding up a burger. “ Take the leftovers back with you and share!” she said, a bit more seriously. “ I’m sure there are things he likes that others find… questionable, at best,” Kay added with a mischievous wink. When he told her to slow down, she did, nose scrunching up with doubt and confusion. “ Choke on my tongue from talking? Is that even possible?” she asked seriously, looking up at Samba like he’d have all the answers to her oh, so serious questions. As she led him through the city towards the ship yard she pointed to a round pod that was hot pink with black detailing. “ That’s her! That’s Lady,” she said fondly, taking Samba’s hand in her own and moving a bit faster as if trying to pull him towards the ship. As he mentioned needing one of his own she said, “ Well, until you get one you can always call me if you need a lift, anywhere!” The offer was genuine, she didn’t mind helping friends out one bit. If Samba wanted anything from help to a ride or a good lullaby to help him sleep at night, she’d be there to help him, because that’s what friends are for. It didn’t look like Nana was back yet but that was okay. Despite having a ton of things to do and finally being at the ship, she found herself delaying the inevitable, dragging out their time together. Samba
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Post by Samba on May 1, 2016 2:37:44 GMT
"I'd believe so," Samba said while refilling his drink for what felt like the umptieth time today, but left it untouched for now. "I heard it requires great mental concentration to be able to open your mind to those around you, nevermind the long distance that it would when calling someone very far away. Like would you think someone would get a headache if they called someone telepathically from Pluto to the Earth?" The dark furred Zoan blinked twice, suddenly realizing that he was rambling and snorted in amusement. "Sorry, I usually have a good lid on my thought process." Waving a hand to dismiss that thought he quickly got back to the conversation at hand. "But hey, you proved those guys wrong by achieving the technique! I'm very proud of you." Reaching ou the male patted the girl's head with a warm smile on his face. "You must be the youngest person to achieve such a feat, you should feel proud." Even as he said that the Zoan carefully filed away the name 'Bing' just in case it ever came up.
Tilting his head slightly, a frown crossed the male's features as he listened to the girl's plight. "If you ever need help, I could sit down with you and try to teach you Ki-sense, I've been told it is different for everyone, and that trying to explain it to someone is like describing sight to the blind." Samba mulled that thought for a second before saying. "But, there's nothing to lose if I try to teach you, isn't there? At least you might get something out of it." Shrugging his shoulders the male wondered what could keep Kay-El from understanding how to sense energy, perhaps it was because she was still so young and her senses weren't as fully developed as an older person?
"Hey, being big and strong are normally good, but it can also be very detrimental." Samba admonished kindly. "If you aren't up to par with your speed, then another opponent of the same physique and strength but vastly faster than you will just kick you around like a ball." Thinking it over for a second he quickly added something else. "But being small and agile is also very good. It means that large opponents would have a harder time grabbing you or hitting you, and if you continue to pepper them with your attack they will tire out eventually." All of this the Zoan learned with his parents, it was basic 101 survive mentality ingrained into his being so many years ago, and so far he still took those lessons to heart.
Looking over at the girl he grinned warmly back at her reply, the Zoan was touched that his words had helped the girl in some way. "It's no problem." He said, brushing the back of his neck sheepishly with that warm grin still in place. He had always lived by his parent's teaching, and he fully believed that strength only came when you were putting your life on the line to protect those that you cared about. After all, those people that followed that doctrine had everything to lose if they fell in battle, meanwhile someone that only had themselves to fall back on had nothing to lose besides their very own lives.
The Zoanthrope chuckled under his breath as her infectious excitement about his friend Belle. "Well, she's really down to earth and very dedicated to her job, she also holds those that she considers her friends very close, and she's very fierce if one of her precious people become endangered. And well, um..." Samba blinked at the question presented for him, a small blush highlighting his cheeks for a second. "W-well, I wouldn't really know myself, er..." The dark furred wolf hedged, stalling for a bit of time, after all, how would you explain to a small girl that your persuasion ended more with the male side of the spectrum?
He liked girls just fine, in fact, he'd probably end up with a girl for his mate, but at least he had his options opened and all that. "She's aesthetically pleasant to the eyes." The Zoan settled for saying after a small beat passed, but knowing that that wouldn't be enough for the girl he kept going. "But I saw one of her movie posters the other day, and she looks honestly stunning, perhaps I'll keep an eye on this new movie she's starring in." Even though they were far apart, the Zoan wished to show his friend some support and what's better than going and watching the movie premier?
Listening attentively to Kay-El's explanation the Zoan hummed in thought for a few seconds. "I guess Zucceta wanted to make sure that whoever intercepted the challenger that they manage to survive." Frowning at that thought the Zoan shrugged moments after, deciding to just file that away to think back for later. Though he quickly realized that he might have brought the mood down by mentioning about Zucceta's past deals with Earth and the subsequent Invasion of her people against the Earth. "Hey hey hey, cheer up Kay-El." Samba reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from the girl's face so he could see her more clearly. "It's been a long time, and I've been mostly over it. It's just that, to be perfectly honest with you, if I had a clear chance on winning against Zucceta, I would challenge her in a heartbeat." He made sure to only mention Zucceta and Zucceta alone, he had a beef with those that helped in the invasion but they were small fry compared to the Queen, or so he believed.
"I know that wanting revenge against her and succeeding won't bring my parents back, or the people that fell in my village. But it will give me some sort of closure I guess." Sighing through his nose the Zoan wondered about her next words, and couldn't help but internally wince, what would happen if Pin and he ever got into a fight in the near future? Would Kay-El help her long-lost sibling or would she side with her best friend? And on that note, would he be ready to attack her if she sided with Pin?
The Wolf Zoan quickly shook that thought away, determined that on that road only laid madness and despair. He'd cross that bridge when he got there, but now it wasn't the time to think of such depressing thoughts, as the silence stretched for a bit the Zoan busied himself by drinking his glass of soda down until it was empty. But as always, Kay-El knew what to say to shake him off from that trainwreck of a thought, his cheeks were once more highlighted with a blush as her kind words reached deep inside his heart, warming his whole body in the process. "Thank you, Kay-El. That means a lot to me." Soon enough the small moment passed as he chuckled in amusement at her words. "And indeed, one day he'd know the wonders of eating a burger." Taking her advice the Zoan made sure to wrap two leftover and untouched burgers in their wrappers before they stood up and headed off, he had caught her small wink and blinked at her in confusion at first, wondering if his mind was just so firmly set into the gutter to take her statement immediately the wrong way.
Great, now he'd be blushing whenever he saw Beryl around the ship. He just knew that trying to explain that to his Boss would be one hell of an awkward conversation, he just couldn't wait for it. Note the sarcasm.
As they walked leisurely toward their destination, the two of them kept their small conversation going. "I am unsure, I guess a Human's anatomy is very different from a Zoan's. So perhaps that only apply to people like me." After all, some dog had large tongues and unless they weren't careful there existed the chance of biting down on it or something. Soon enough they finally came across her ship, Samba letting himself be pulled along by her much smaller hand with a fond chuckle vibrating down his throat. Once they were close to it the Zoan whistled in amazement. "It sure is beautiful, and deserving of that name." Samba wasn't really much of a ship person or how it should look, but to him, The Lady was a fine piece of machinery. "Thanks for the offer. I'll be sure to hit ya up whenever the need to travel arises." Looking back to the ship, a soft breeze carded through his fur, making him sigh softly at the feeling of it.
"Hmm, your caretaker seems to not be here yet..." Samba voiced after a while, an idea forming at the back of his mind quite suddenly. "Say, to pass the time, why don't we play a little game?" Smiling mischievously at Kay-El, he quickly reached down and bopped her nose with the tip of his clawed index finger. "Tag. You're it!" With a booming laughter, Samba quickly powered up slightly and dashed to the skies, and just like that the game between friends was on.
Thread exit for me. I'd like PL please ^^.
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Post by Kay-El on May 1, 2016 3:40:04 GMT
Kay blinked at his question and said, “Heck, I get a headache trying to contact people on the same planet, I’m so not ready to even try taking it to that next level yet.” She looked like she meant it, too, shaking her head as if shaking off some kind of bug or chill. Thinking about it, she did feel proud, proud of her accomplishment of the ‘impossible.’ Impossible things happened every day and Kay was just happy to be part of it when she could. The word impossible always left a bad tasted in the child’s mouth as if she’d taken a bite of something particularly nasty, sour and bitter. And Samba was proud, which meant more to her than anything she felt towards herself, that was for sure and she beamed at the positive attention he rained down on her. “Thanks, and thanks for the offer to teach, maybe next time I come around I’ll take you up on that offer!”
As samba spoke of the pros and cons of bulk and speed, of strength and stature, she nodded, taking it all in. Some of it she already knew, of course, having grown up in a very Saiyan household combat was just a part of the daily routine. But it never hurt to get someone else’s perspective on it, especially someone’s whom she trusted. As Samba went on about Belle she listened even more closely now, smiling at his descriptions and nodding along as if enraptured by his every word. Not having meant anything bad by her wink, she’d just meant maybe Beryl likes, well, like sardines or something else that was nasty and smelly and gross! Or maybe he wore his socks inside out or had some other weird or strange quirk. Either way, seeing Samba looked a bit uncomfortable with the turn of the conversation, she was glad when it ended.
When he spoke of the Queen next his words weren’t unexpected and she couldn’t blame him for his need for revenge, she just knew that she hoped she was very, very far away if it ever came to a fight between him and the Queen or Habana or Pin or any of her new friends. “Closure is important,” she said, thinking of her own father and how she wanted to some day track his killers down, too.
It made sense their anatomy would be different, what with the different species’ and all, but the thought of choking on her own tongue scared her more than a little. It was like mushrooms, the power of a few well placed words could have strange effects on children. Some old Saiyan dude once told her that she should eat mushrooms because it put hair on your chest, in your ears and in your nose! And guy had hair in all those places and he ate mushrooms all the time so, being a child who already didn’t like mushrooms, Kay-El steered clear of them at all times.
As they reached The Pink Lady, she looked up at Samba and then burst into a fit of giggles at the game, playing with him for some time until Nana showed up.
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Thread Exit - PL | Please give Samba 200 Zeni from me.
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