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Post by Daikon on Nov 12, 2011 5:23:15 GMT -5
Daikon had came back to Bulla's house to gather the rest of his things. He was not that happy about leaving but felt that he was not wanted here anymore. Bulla had basically said that she did not like Saiyans, and that put him into that category. Those words had hurt him a lot but he figured that him saving her back in the North Pole meant nothing to her.
His duffel bag was already half full with clothes. Letting out a sigh as he continued his packing. The small room that was given to him upstairs. He had wondered if one day Bulla and her family would ever change their mind, if not for the Saiyans, for him. Placing the rest of his things in his bag, he zipped it up and headed out of his room.
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Post by Bulla on Nov 12, 2011 16:03:48 GMT -5
[/s]. Smiling, she put her hands behind her back and cleared her throat " Hi..."[/justify][/ul] |
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Post by Daikon on Nov 12, 2011 16:16:01 GMT -5
Daikon, picking up the full contents of his duffel bag, his direction was for the door of the room. He didn't realize that he was not alone, once he looked up and heard Bulla speak to him. His light brown eyes met her blue ones. He was shocked to have seen her come to him, after everything was said and done with the other day, he figured that she would not want to speak even a word to him.
"Uhm, hi. I'm taking my leave from your home, hope I won't bring you no more strife. Not to you or your family. Please forgive me for anything bad I have brought onto your family." He began to head towards the door that she was standing at. Hoping to get past her and be out of her life for good, like she wanted.
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Post by Bulla on Nov 12, 2011 16:27:18 GMT -5
[/b]" Blocking his attempts to leave out the door. She crossed her arms and clicked her tongue, shrugging again. The words right now weren't forming easily in her mind, so she was taking her time to get to the point. " You don't have to leave if you want to..." [/ul][/justify] |
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Post by Daikon on Nov 12, 2011 16:41:11 GMT -5
Daikon took a couple of steps backwards as it was obvious that she was not going to let him through. He took the duffel bag from off of his shoulder and let it drop to the floor. There had to be a reason for her to be blocking his path and to have told him to shut up. What could this mean? Was she bout to make another of confession of feelings towards everything again? She now didn't want him to leave, so was something conflicting in her? He would never dare to use his mind reading on Bulla cause he already trusted her and didn't feel a need to do such a thing. So he would wait to her what she would have to say. Crossing his arms, he would back up to the bed and sit on it.
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Post by Bulla on Nov 13, 2011 17:58:28 GMT -5
[/b]" Leaning on the door, she crossed her arms " I know I might have said some things the other day about saiyans and stuff I really can't remember.. but I'm sorry..?" Well.. that's all she had to say. She didn't know what else to say to make him stay, but if she wanted to be honest.. the girl really did want him to stay. [/justify][/ul] |
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Post by Daikon on Nov 13, 2011 18:30:43 GMT -5
Daikon raised an eyebrow at Bulla. This girl seemed to be confused about what she wanted to commit to in life. Well, either way, he was going to cut her some slack for having lost her father. He kind of had a plan for bring him back, yet, it might be best if she was on their side. "So, I had an idea. If we are able to get the dragonballs reactivated, then I want to try and get them to you. I want you to be able to have your father back. I know what it is like to be with out one. I can tell that you cried over you father at some point, but me i never have. So I think that you should have the first wish from them. Though, are you sure you want me to still stay? I mean even Jean left the only place he has here."
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Post by Bulla on Nov 15, 2011 22:26:45 GMT -5
[/b]" Pausing, she frowned. How was she going to ask this without sounding like a happy school girl? Oh wait.. she was a happy school girl. " .. why would you do that for me, Daikon?" Uncrossing her arms, her blue orbs locked onto his brown ones. He really was a good guy and unlike the rest of the saiyans she met, but he was right. Her father had got some tears from her when he passed. Seeing him die.. it was just a door opener to all these feelings she had locked away. Yamcha might not have been her biggest fan, but he had still been her father, which meant that she still loved him. It sad that he had to die for her to realize that. " I mean really.. why? I'm a bitch. I'm conceited. I'm judgmental" She was a whore, but she wasn't going to add that part out loud. " You have no reason to be nice to me.." [/justify][/ul] |
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