Post by Carva on May 28, 2016 15:19:04 GMT
Thread PL: 7500
Alarms ring through the air, ki blasts lighting up the dark of the night. Strange thing on the Planet Vegeta, a bank heist on progress. Two large Kabochan bandits wearing baggy white pants, black vests, and bandanas over their mouth back out of the First National Bank of Cacumber, firing off blasts at the low level security officers.
Atop a nearby building sleeps a monster, having made a makeshift hammock out of the skin of a Vegetan Bear. Yes. The man known as Carva was resting up a bit, as he didn't get a whole lot of rest and relaxation with his line of work. The bear skin had no singe marks on it, suggesting that he hadn't even used his ki in the struggle. Over in the corner of the building laid the remains of the bear, most of it's meat gone.
Carva slid his arms behind his head and chewed on a toothpick made of bone. His slumber disturbed, he opened one eye and looked down at the source of the alarm. "...what the hell is going on down there?" Said Carva as he turned in the hammock, rubbing back back of his head as be sat up.
"That's right! If anyone follow us, this lady dies!" Said the first Kabochan, his open palm glowing as he pulled a young saiyan woman with him, ki blast poised and ready to "take the woman out".
Carva sighed, thinking "Gah. Who allows these weaklings to even exist here? I guess someone's got to run the bank, because I sure as hell hate counting Zenni. But...what is that?" The symbol on their vest caught his hazel eye as he looked down. A horned skull with crossed swords under it, and one eye closed. He said aloud "Are those....my father's men?"
Indeed this peaked the interest of the hybrid, who stepped up onto the ledge of the building and then slowly floated downward. Landing on his feet, he folded his arms over his chest and simply observed the scene, watching the weak security guards try and subdue the two criminals with weak laser beams. He rolled his eyes, thinking "What are they hoping to accomplish? Those beams will do nothing against true users of Ki! Idiots!"
A stray laser flew toward the hybrid and just grazed his face, Carva not even flinching. For a moment, he felt the burn of air hitting open flesh...a small trickle of blood slid down his cheek. "Hrmf. I supposed this has gone on long enough, yes?" He spoke loud enough for the Kabochans to hear him, WANTING to get their attention.
He floated downward, landing behind one of the criminals. Slowly the man backed up, then stopped as he felt something like a mountain stopping him in mid step. His eyes grew wide as he turned around to see the obstruction. He looked up, and up, and up...and there at the top was the grinning Visage of the warrior Carva. "Uh...uh...Pumpka..."
"What, Squasha!?" The Kabochan firing off blasts at the security guard exclaimed. Pumpka looked back for a moment in time to see the woman scurry away, his friend being held about a foot off the ground by the throat by a pissed off hybrid.
Charging a ball of orange ki with his free hand, Carva took aim at Squasha. "This...is how it's going to be. I see those symbols on your vest. They belong to Nikpump, yes? The pirate of Kabocha?" His eyes flashed, aura flaring. To think about his father brought forth a great anger within himself. He'd seen his father as a dishonorable man who'd brought shame on his proud Saiyan lineage.
Squasha kicked his feet frantically, having already dropped the two bags of zeni he'd acquired. "Y-y...-cough-..yes...Nikpump sent us to heist this bank...and.."
Carva narrowed his hazel eyes. "A bank heist? Pft. Typical actions of trash." He dropped the kabochan and then fired off his ki blast at the other, who watched on in horror, eyes growing wider. Like a deer in the headlights, he froze.
"What...what are you doi- AGGGGGGGH!!!!" The hole now gaping in the chest of the Kabochan poured smoke, veins and arteries still pumping blood as the blast hit a food cart behind him, sending burgers, condiments, and pickles everywhere!
"Whoops! Sorry about that..." his tone was calm as he addressed the owner of the food cart, then looked back at Squasha. "...as for you, you can take your ass back to Nikpump and tell him to stay the hell off of my planet. I fight in the name of the queen now, and I will NOT hesitate to kill him and his whole crew!"
"Y-yessir...haveanicedaysir! Gottarun!" A trail of urine following the Kabochan, he scurried into an old beat up spacepod. The Kabochan would fire up the spacepod and fly off into the red skies.
Meanwhile, Carva stepped on the corpse of the bank robber as he tilted his head backwards and laughed heartily. "I'll be taking my reward in zeni, thank you." With that, he simply walked over the corpse, it's bones crunching as he walked on down the street whistling a tune.
He floated downward, landing behind one of the criminals. Slowly the man backed up, then stopped as he felt something like a mountain stopping him in mid step. His eyes grew wide as he turned around to see the obstruction. He looked up, and up, and up...and there at the top was the grinning Visage of the warrior Carva. "Uh...uh...Pumpka..."
"What, Squasha!?" The Kabochan firing off blasts at the security guard exclaimed. Pumpka looked back for a moment in time to see the woman scurry away, his friend being held about a foot off the ground by the throat by a pissed off hybrid.
Charging a ball of orange ki with his free hand, Carva took aim at Squasha. "This...is how it's going to be. I see those symbols on your vest. They belong to Nikpump, yes? The pirate of Kabocha?" His eyes flashed, aura flaring. To think about his father brought forth a great anger within himself. He'd seen his father as a dishonorable man who'd brought shame on his proud Saiyan lineage.
Squasha kicked his feet frantically, having already dropped the two bags of zeni he'd acquired. "Y-y...-cough-..yes...Nikpump sent us to heist this bank...and.."
Carva narrowed his hazel eyes. "A bank heist? Pft. Typical actions of trash." He dropped the kabochan and then fired off his ki blast at the other, who watched on in horror, eyes growing wider. Like a deer in the headlights, he froze.
"What...what are you doi- AGGGGGGGH!!!!" The hole now gaping in the chest of the Kabochan poured smoke, veins and arteries still pumping blood as the blast hit a food cart behind him, sending burgers, condiments, and pickles everywhere!
"Whoops! Sorry about that..." his tone was calm as he addressed the owner of the food cart, then looked back at Squasha. "...as for you, you can take your ass back to Nikpump and tell him to stay the hell off of my planet. I fight in the name of the queen now, and I will NOT hesitate to kill him and his whole crew!"
"Y-yessir...haveanicedaysir! Gottarun!" A trail of urine following the Kabochan, he scurried into an old beat up spacepod. The Kabochan would fire up the spacepod and fly off into the red skies.
Meanwhile, Carva stepped on the corpse of the bank robber as he tilted his head backwards and laughed heartily. "I'll be taking my reward in zeni, thank you." With that, he simply walked over the corpse, it's bones crunching as he walked on down the street whistling a tune.
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