Post by Pota on Sept 30, 2017 18:48:00 GMT
Pota had to literally pinch himself to see if he was dreaming. Fortunately he wasn't. He even forgot about the fact that he knocked the wind out of himself in that last attack. As he walked over to Gira she pulled out a capsule that as she explained was her portable stash. Gira then pulled out three stacks for Pota as his reward for a rather heated training session. At the sight of the delicious chocolatey delicacies his heart skipped a beat.
As she began to eat her own stack Pota's stomach would growl fiercely. This made sense he hadn't eaten anything all day or at the very least felt that way.
"Nothing is better than an after training snack! Down the hatch!" As the young Sayain was about to chow down on his well earned treat. Two beams suddenly came out of nowhere striking both his stacks of cookies and the one he was about to eat. As Gira and Pota were concentrated on their snacks a heavily scarred Saiyan and a large Namekian had entered the chamber.
"Hey there Pota long time no see, sorry to interrupt but your Dad would like a word with you and you're more valuable to me alive." Pota's eyes would go dark at the mentioning of his father. As he stood up all he would say to Gira would be.
"Gira I got this..." Pota would simply blink over to the Namekian and grab his arm gripping tightly as to not let him get away. "I'm borrowing this." As he pulled as hard as he could ripping off the Namekian's arm. In the same motion he would slam the scarred Saiyan in the side of the face sending him flying into a wall. As the Saiyan was about to get up Pota flashed over to him stepping on his leg.
The Saiyan cried out in agony as Pota gradually geared down on his leg. As he did so Pota didn't have look of cruelty, not of joy, or even anger he simply didn't look like he cared about his suffering. His screams elevated as those in the room heard a sickening snap as the Saiyan's leg snapped.
"Get off of Cumber you shit!!" As the Namekian charged him he regrew his arm back as he lunged at Pota. However Pota simply grabbed him by the throat and with that same hand charged a ki blast that would inevitably blow off the green man's head.
As she began to eat her own stack Pota's stomach would growl fiercely. This made sense he hadn't eaten anything all day or at the very least felt that way.
"Nothing is better than an after training snack! Down the hatch!" As the young Sayain was about to chow down on his well earned treat. Two beams suddenly came out of nowhere striking both his stacks of cookies and the one he was about to eat. As Gira and Pota were concentrated on their snacks a heavily scarred Saiyan and a large Namekian had entered the chamber.
"Hey there Pota long time no see, sorry to interrupt but your Dad would like a word with you and you're more valuable to me alive." Pota's eyes would go dark at the mentioning of his father. As he stood up all he would say to Gira would be.
"Gira I got this..." Pota would simply blink over to the Namekian and grab his arm gripping tightly as to not let him get away. "I'm borrowing this." As he pulled as hard as he could ripping off the Namekian's arm. In the same motion he would slam the scarred Saiyan in the side of the face sending him flying into a wall. As the Saiyan was about to get up Pota flashed over to him stepping on his leg.
The Saiyan cried out in agony as Pota gradually geared down on his leg. As he did so Pota didn't have look of cruelty, not of joy, or even anger he simply didn't look like he cared about his suffering. His screams elevated as those in the room heard a sickening snap as the Saiyan's leg snapped.
"Get off of Cumber you shit!!" As the Namekian charged him he regrew his arm back as he lunged at Pota. However Pota simply grabbed him by the throat and with that same hand charged a ki blast that would inevitably blow off the green man's head.