Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Aug 14, 2016 9:34:50 GMT
The hybrid gazed at the student as she spoke with little aggression. What the hybrid found intriguing was the mention of a certain celestial object; the Makyo Star. Peering skywards for a moment, a faint hue of scarlet red loomed in the far outer atmosphere. Celmaru took note of this anomaly as he returned his gaze upon the Demon hybrid. It didn't explain much, given the hybrid's current lack of knowledge concerning demonic creatures.
"I can only hope that you won't ever be affected, then."
An unfortunate reminder of the Saiyan Invasion, however, explained a rather copious amount. More disdain against the Saiyan race; how typical. Clenching both of his fists, Celmaru attempted to make clear of his allegiance. Meanwhile, the seaweed woman sighed a soft exhale of relief, the sight of a lack of conflict preferable.
"Back when the Solar Saiyan Empire invaded, I was nothing compared to my current self...barely anything compared to your Father over there. I wasn't partaking in the SSE's malicious agenda, nor aligned with that Kai-forsaken empire...I'm still refusing to ever see myself with them. Don't worry about either of you being eliminated because I was "ordered to" or anything. Just...don't enrage any more Saiyans; you'll never know who has Super Saiyan nowadays."
The following inquiries were suddenly formal; her name and his marital status. The hybrid's glare lessened.
"Its unfortunate that its taken this long to finally introduce yourself. Regardless, yes, I am "Mrs. Waterfield's" husband. I honestly hoped that she wouldn't take this job-"
"Education is vital for you newer generation of students, husband!"
"You're nearing the point of being too pregnant for you to be doing anything, Phae."
"My physical body is composed of seaweed and magic, husband."
"I'm not exactly considering that as a factor that allows you to not take any sort of figurative maternity leave."
Celmaru retracted his Trained Potential as another student revealed herself...rather boisterously. The hybrid took a step aside from the pink-haired student's path, attempting to slink away. Perhaps the rooftop was more popular than the hybrid anticipated. If others excluding Tekuma visited this area on a daily basis, and her Father assumed him of being a rather "filthy monkey", who else might do the same? Celmaru furrowed his brows as he gained extremely subtle lift. The hybrid's soles would rise a mere centimeter above the rooftop's surface. A the newfound student interacted with Tekuma, Phae was contacted by her husband telepathically.
'Where was the nearest tea house again?'
'I believe it was a block or two beyond the campus grounds, why?'
'Do you remember Betty's Tearoom?'
'Oh! I love that tea house~!'
'We would've been there sooner for lunch, possibly for a few cups of tea and a sandwich, yet our demonic acquaintances appear to have had a rather differing plan.'
'Might we leave swiftly, husband~?'
Phae's facial expression was beaming upon the mention of Betty's Tearoom. A rather elderly business compared to others nearby, yet there was a rather particular charm about it all that attracted the couple; especially Phae. Some of the select few attractions atop Earth that truly excited Phae. The hybrid brought forth a light grin.
"I do apologize, however we do appear to be under a time restraint. Tekuma, Pink-Haired Miss, Mr. Mayakon, I do hope we meet under more preferable circumstances...perhaps under a more pleasurable impression of one another, as well."
A feigned lack of ire was a godsend. A lingering sensation of rage persisted as the hybrid hastily gave farewells to them all. Remaining here left Celmaru to appear further out of place; none of them were capable of challenging him, nor to threaten the planet...yet he was. Swiftly sweeping the seaweed woman off her feet, a soft gasp escaping Phae, the hybrid began to gain greater lift.
"Mrs. Waterfield will return in less than thirty minutes' time, don't worry about that much!"
"...Hang on to the little ones."
With a sudden flash of somewhat darker blue Ki than usual, the couple shot off into the distance; descending a few moments later. The students were now alone with their peers...and a Father.
I apologize for the delay, Tekuma Mayakon !
This will be my exit post in time for lunch! You're both now free to interact more privately without my intervention or delay. ;w;
"I can only hope that you won't ever be affected, then."
An unfortunate reminder of the Saiyan Invasion, however, explained a rather copious amount. More disdain against the Saiyan race; how typical. Clenching both of his fists, Celmaru attempted to make clear of his allegiance. Meanwhile, the seaweed woman sighed a soft exhale of relief, the sight of a lack of conflict preferable.
"Back when the Solar Saiyan Empire invaded, I was nothing compared to my current self...barely anything compared to your Father over there. I wasn't partaking in the SSE's malicious agenda, nor aligned with that Kai-forsaken empire...I'm still refusing to ever see myself with them. Don't worry about either of you being eliminated because I was "ordered to" or anything. Just...don't enrage any more Saiyans; you'll never know who has Super Saiyan nowadays."
The following inquiries were suddenly formal; her name and his marital status. The hybrid's glare lessened.
"Its unfortunate that its taken this long to finally introduce yourself. Regardless, yes, I am "Mrs. Waterfield's" husband. I honestly hoped that she wouldn't take this job-"
"Education is vital for you newer generation of students, husband!"
"You're nearing the point of being too pregnant for you to be doing anything, Phae."
"My physical body is composed of seaweed and magic, husband."
"I'm not exactly considering that as a factor that allows you to not take any sort of figurative maternity leave."
Celmaru retracted his Trained Potential as another student revealed herself...rather boisterously. The hybrid took a step aside from the pink-haired student's path, attempting to slink away. Perhaps the rooftop was more popular than the hybrid anticipated. If others excluding Tekuma visited this area on a daily basis, and her Father assumed him of being a rather "filthy monkey", who else might do the same? Celmaru furrowed his brows as he gained extremely subtle lift. The hybrid's soles would rise a mere centimeter above the rooftop's surface. A the newfound student interacted with Tekuma, Phae was contacted by her husband telepathically.
'Where was the nearest tea house again?'
'I believe it was a block or two beyond the campus grounds, why?'
'Do you remember Betty's Tearoom?'
'Oh! I love that tea house~!'
'We would've been there sooner for lunch, possibly for a few cups of tea and a sandwich, yet our demonic acquaintances appear to have had a rather differing plan.'
'Might we leave swiftly, husband~?'
Phae's facial expression was beaming upon the mention of Betty's Tearoom. A rather elderly business compared to others nearby, yet there was a rather particular charm about it all that attracted the couple; especially Phae. Some of the select few attractions atop Earth that truly excited Phae. The hybrid brought forth a light grin.
"I do apologize, however we do appear to be under a time restraint. Tekuma, Pink-Haired Miss, Mr. Mayakon, I do hope we meet under more preferable circumstances...perhaps under a more pleasurable impression of one another, as well."
A feigned lack of ire was a godsend. A lingering sensation of rage persisted as the hybrid hastily gave farewells to them all. Remaining here left Celmaru to appear further out of place; none of them were capable of challenging him, nor to threaten the planet...yet he was. Swiftly sweeping the seaweed woman off her feet, a soft gasp escaping Phae, the hybrid began to gain greater lift.
"Mrs. Waterfield will return in less than thirty minutes' time, don't worry about that much!"
"...Hang on to the little ones."
With a sudden flash of somewhat darker blue Ki than usual, the couple shot off into the distance; descending a few moments later. The students were now alone with their peers...and a Father.
I apologize for the delay, Tekuma Mayakon !
This will be my exit post in time for lunch! You're both now free to interact more privately without my intervention or delay. ;w;