Post by Edoma on Feb 2, 2017 3:23:53 GMT
[Thread PL: 58,014 HW off, he'd just end up taking them off anyways because Tekuma could and probably would stomp him into a fine powder)
What was Edoma even doing back up here? He hated the north, even more so, ever since what happened almost a year ago now. It still weighed heavily on his mind, the echoes of commands, how the teen would comply without a second thought, or a first thought for that matter. All from hearing that damn code name.
“T-32.” Yes that one. Edo’s gaze snapped behind him in horror upon hearing that name. His tail went stiff, his eyes widening. “It really is you.” Then teen took a slight sigh of relief, upon seeing one of the many random doctors, rather than the two people directly responsible for his brain washing. He was only slightly taller than the teen, his hair a light brown mop hanging lazily from his head, wearing a long white coat. “I’m glad you’re ok. We could really use your help T-32.”
The young saiyan started to giggle to himself, soon evolving into a chuckle, then bursting into a full on laughter. Without a second thought, Edoma had the doctor pinned to a nearby tree by his neck. “Oh, the feeling is mutual doctor.” He growled lowly, trying to sound as menacing as possible. “One, just one good reason why I shouldn’t snap your neck right here. Because I’ll do it, and I’ll sleep like a baby.” Not that it mattered to the enraged hybrid, but he was lucky there were no one around, otherwise this would have looked pretty bad for him. To anyone viewing the situation without any prior knowledge, it appeared as if Edoma was about to kill a random innocent civilian.
The saiyan raised his free hand, a cherry red ball of energy forming in his hand. “I can think of a good one to be honest.” He muttered, a single eye visible through his thick black mop. “Because then you’d die way too quickly.”
Tekuma Mayakon I'm ready to get bench pressed, in all honesty I really hope this is ok, it's been forever since I started a thread (not including the storm because it didn't work, and my return thread)
What was Edoma even doing back up here? He hated the north, even more so, ever since what happened almost a year ago now. It still weighed heavily on his mind, the echoes of commands, how the teen would comply without a second thought, or a first thought for that matter. All from hearing that damn code name.
“T-32.” Yes that one. Edo’s gaze snapped behind him in horror upon hearing that name. His tail went stiff, his eyes widening. “It really is you.” Then teen took a slight sigh of relief, upon seeing one of the many random doctors, rather than the two people directly responsible for his brain washing. He was only slightly taller than the teen, his hair a light brown mop hanging lazily from his head, wearing a long white coat. “I’m glad you’re ok. We could really use your help T-32.”
The young saiyan started to giggle to himself, soon evolving into a chuckle, then bursting into a full on laughter. Without a second thought, Edoma had the doctor pinned to a nearby tree by his neck. “Oh, the feeling is mutual doctor.” He growled lowly, trying to sound as menacing as possible. “One, just one good reason why I shouldn’t snap your neck right here. Because I’ll do it, and I’ll sleep like a baby.” Not that it mattered to the enraged hybrid, but he was lucky there were no one around, otherwise this would have looked pretty bad for him. To anyone viewing the situation without any prior knowledge, it appeared as if Edoma was about to kill a random innocent civilian.
The saiyan raised his free hand, a cherry red ball of energy forming in his hand. “I can think of a good one to be honest.” He muttered, a single eye visible through his thick black mop. “Because then you’d die way too quickly.”
Tekuma Mayakon I'm ready to get bench pressed, in all honesty I really hope this is ok, it's been forever since I started a thread (not including the storm because it didn't work, and my return thread)
