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Post by Gulls on Feb 14, 2016 3:28:31 GMT
More training, as he had for a whole six years. He would wake up, train, sleep then train, day after day after day. However, recently he noticed that after his training he would stopped by a tournament or a person that is different from his usual sightings. He didn’t have enough time for petty distractions like them. He had just finished his training again and could only hope that he would not be distracted for the fourth day in a ROW! He sighed as he went inside the dojo and grabbed his things firmly before leaving the old dusty building. He began walking with a slow pace to save energy for whatever reason he would need to. He looked around as the biggest of the three suns went down and two others came up. His device that he carried was attuned to the sun patterns of Earth’s so he could have a reliable time system. As he walked along the road and past the grave of the classmate that he brutally murdered, he was already half-way to the place he would call home. Letrune
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Post by Letrune on Feb 14, 2016 9:44:14 GMT
A small, obviously used spacepod crashlands on the plains. It bounces a few times as it hits the plains in a low angle, hitting a rock while upside down. Letrune tries to stop her world spinning when the airbag deploys right on her face and has to claw it to stop the bag filling the entire comparment. Hopping out of the seat, she lands with all the grace of a rock and rubs her shoulders, looking over the plain, all around. This isn't looking like an absolutely deserted planet as someone ( Gulls) walks the road... Deciding that she got nothing to lose, she gets out and waves her hand towards the person, in hope for some hospitality to fix the engine and getting off the place.
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Post by Gulls on Feb 19, 2016 7:10:22 GMT
Gulls was quite disturbed when a space pod came out of the sky and smashed right over to his right. With a raised eye brow he kept on walking until the Feline being stretched out her arm and gave a wave. ”You need to work on your landing.” Is all that came from the Warrior’s mouth as he continued to walk down the old bricky path and being rude to the new people as usual. His mind scattered into things like if this was going to be another pointless long night or if he was actually going to get home and do things. He knew that he would actually have to help this person out in the long run.
He figured that he may as well help this person before they got angry or decided that they wouldn’t want to just watch him walk away and attack him instead which would just lead to more pointless time of him winning. He looked at the Feline creature and walked over to it in a hurried pace. ”My name is Gulls, I am a Warrior clan Namekian, what do you want?” Said the Namekian in a grumpy mood, already.
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Post by Letrune on Feb 20, 2016 8:35:14 GMT
Letrune does a shy and awkward smile. "I know..."
"My name is Letrune... and I would like to go to my destination if I can... Maybe if you would be so kind and tell me if there is a pod service nearby..." She says in the voice of an optimist while looking over the pod. The door decides that this dramatic moment is the best to fall off the hinges. "...Or a shop for one...She did not formulated an opinion of Gulls yet. She is always ready for running, so the good mood from her is absolutely ready to change to paniced running, even if she does not shows it.
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Post by Gulls on Feb 20, 2016 9:02:33 GMT
Gulls looked at the different being and kind of tried his best to understand what it wanted. ”The only pod service bay on this planet is by those humans who over charge everything.” Said Gulls in a rather blunt and arrogant voice. He was about to continue his walk before she mentioned if there was a shop around anywhere. He simply nodded towards her as he threw her a map of the area point a bunch of details and parts of Namek showing things like shops. Of course it wasn’t all of Namek, it was just of Quiet Plains, so, it had no shops or anything at all seemingly making him giving her the map pointless.
He then mumbled to her in his normal voice. ”I’m going to train now so if you if you want to come don’t slow me down.” He didn’t want to invite her but he also didn’t want her wandering around and then getting eaten by one of the mighty dinosaurs that sometimes ran around here. He continued his walk to the dojo with or without the feline, as he walked past the grave stone of the student he ignored his smell and sight which were being attracted to the bright flowers. He pushed the door to the dojo and walked out to the back, expecting but not hoping that Letrune would follow.
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Mar 6, 2016 6:32:45 GMT
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Mar 15, 2016 17:40:30 GMT
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