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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 22, 2011 22:43:05 GMT -5
It was easy to tell that what she had said had somehow hurt Daikon's feelings. He was so sensitive. It was sad. Didn't he understand just a little bit of humor? Apparently not. Nonetheless, she wondered where he thought he was going. Obviously, if he tried to sneak out of Frieza's base like this, he would be captured. As a Saiyan who hadn't even given his allegience to Frieza, things probably wouldn't go very well for him. With him being naked and all, that would probably attract enough attention to him as it was.
"Gah! Let go of me!" Princess said again. She now attempted to struggle free. She didn't want to let Daikon get away. It wasn't every day, after all, that she would get to meet a half-blooded Saiyan... or full-blooded potentially, though she had her doubts to that.
"He's going to get away," she said. No doubt, Daikon would hear her, despite the fact that he was leaving.
"Wait!"
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Post by Daikon on Oct 23, 2011 0:14:46 GMT -5
Daikon didn't even look back. He was trying to figure out how he could get out of this place. A joke he can take, but after having just woken up in front of unknown people in an unknown place was not a joking matter. Especially just having come out of a hostile situation. This girl was getting on his nerves and she was not doing anything to try and help him at the moment.
"Look don't stop me, if your only going to make jokes. I need to get out of here and find my friends. I'm not in the mood for your childish jokes." He turned his head to look back at her. "Also, don't sit there and look in awe at me, please. It makes me feel like a piece of meat." He said trying to muster up a joke of sorts to lighten the mood, but went back to his search for a door that could lead to outside. He tried the first one he came up to and it turned out to be a room.
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Post by Kabbar on Oct 23, 2011 0:54:24 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Cry "Havoc!"
and let slip the dogs of war
"Pfft, Fine..." He sighed and let her go pushing her a bit away to make sure the sneaky girl didn't try anything else as he landed crossing his arm's. "Oh boo hoo..." rolling his eye's at the naked kid. "Should have left him up north, might have been more appreciative. " He said coldly. The kid seemed very childish for a saiyan - he could only imagine who this boy's father was. Shaking his head - He was happy that Nappa brought him up this way, He was nice but he would not cry about anything.
"Just let him go if he wants to go, He's not your problem..." Why was she so protective of this kid? They didn't seem to know each other at all so it was very strange.
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 23, 2011 1:06:14 GMT -5
The tone of that boy's voice. Terrible. She didn't like the sound of it, but at the same time, she wasn't going to just let him go die. She might try to fight him, but not here. She did have an irrational thirst for battle, as did many saiyans, however, the human part of her allowed her to have better judgment as to when it was appropriate and when it was much too dangerous to fight.
"Well, sorry," Prinecss said to apologize. She had been staring at him a bit earlier after he had woken up. But she couldn't really help it. Her eyes were attracted... She couldn't help it.
"Despite the fact that you lost your tail, you're still one of us, kid," Princess said. She crossed her arms and a stern smirk graced her lips. She wouldn't mind any attention to what Kabbar said, though all the while she intended to answer his questions.
"You're a Saiyan... -er... Half-Saiyan, most likely. And as the Princess of all Saiyans, or whatever remains of us, it's my job to take care of you. That's why I saved you."
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Post by Daikon on Oct 23, 2011 1:14:45 GMT -5
Daikon stopped his search for a way out. She knew that he was a Saiyan. Did she see him while he was transformed? Well, regardless, she had saved him and he couldn't just be rude now that he had that piece of information. He turned around and looked at her, placing his hand on his head to scratch it. Now he felt bad for the way he had acted earlier.
"Well, I'm sorry for the way I acted, I didn't know you were the one to save me. Can you tell me what happened to me?" As his eyes drifted onto her, he realized that she looked familiar. He was starting to remember things about a battle with another Saiyan kid. One that ended with her being taken away and he couldn't save her cause of his indestructible space pod.
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Post by Kabbar on Oct 23, 2011 2:25:39 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Cry "Havoc!"
and let slip the dogs of war
Being ignored wasn't a favored reaction by Kabbar. Crossing his arm's. "Whatever, you have fun with the naked tail-less kid." As he started walking towards the exit. "I'm going to tell My sister that I beat the princess of all saiyan's in a fight" He smirked cockidly at the thought. Walking past her. "Oh, and Should I just call you girlfriend or would you prefer wife? or honey?" He grinned looking at the girl.
He didn't really care what happened to the kid, and would have prefered if the girl told him more about the fight himself but whatever, he was sure his father would let him know all the detail's - minus the fact he got defeated.
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 23, 2011 2:32:15 GMT -5
It seemed as though the two boys weren't really getting along very well. It was a bit odd to Princess that the remaining survivors of the Saiyan race could not get along. Didn't they all have to go through something similar in growing up? They had all been noticed as being odd for their possession of a real tail. Perhaps that had nothing to do with this though. She wasn't sure.
"Come on, Kabbar," Princess pleaded with him not to leave. She didn't particularly like the idea of him leaving and saying such things about his victory, which hadn't actually happened in her eyes. But even more so, she wanted the three of them to get to know each other.
"We're supposed to be the last of a great warrior race! We should try to stick together more, no?"
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Post by Daikon on Oct 23, 2011 2:37:40 GMT -5
Daikon was confused about everything that just had happened. He felt like he just came in between something that was going on. He knew that they were fighting earlier but it seemed like there was more to it then just that now. "Uh, If I interrupted something between ya'll two and ya'lls relationship, I can just go and try to find some clothes while ya'll work it out. I mean, I'm all for this getting to know ya'll but I don't wanna be somewhere where im not wanted either."
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Post by Kabbar on Oct 23, 2011 3:15:42 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Cry "Havoc!"
and let slip the dogs of war
He looked extremly bored-like at the Princess. "..." Groaning gently and crossing his arm's infront of his chest even tigheter. "Fine, whatever I'll stay..." He didn't mind being around her that's for sure. Listening to her reasoning. "...If you say so..." His tail slowly wrapped around his waist now. "Is there any reason why your naked anyways? Or are you just one of those weird people who walk around nude?"
The boy didn't have his tail anymore, so clearly he had it severed. "Just because we are the last, does not mean we get along... But, I will try my best...for you, Honey." He grinned a bit at that last bit. He liked getting her all flustered.
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 23, 2011 21:50:59 GMT -5
Honey?
Princess rolled her eyes. He must have thought he was really funny the way that he spoke to her like that. Didn't he understand that she was fearsomely strong? She was the strongest of the saiyans of her generation, and should the need to prove it arise, she would most certainly step up to the plate. Unfortunately, right now she felt much too tired to raise her fist and hit him, but the thought had most definitely crossed her mind.
"Good. I'm glad we can all get along," Princess said with a smirk. She then placed her right arm around Kabbar's shoulder. She took a few more steps, and raised her left arm around Daikon's shoulder, now nearly forgetting that he was naked.
"Because from now on. We're a team, and I am the leader."
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Post by Daikon on Oct 23, 2011 22:34:53 GMT -5
Daikon was very confused by what he was hearing. He didn't know who any of them were. Why would he join a team of people he didn't even know their names. "Uhm, that's all fine and good, but I already have a team. That and I don't even know who ya'll are. Maybe if I had names and what had happened when i was unconscious, as i asked before, then I could be fine with this. Til then, I want some clothes." He said pulling away from them. "No offense, I'm grateful that you saved me but your beginning to ask to much of someone you just met."
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Post by Kabbar on Oct 23, 2011 22:53:19 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Cry "Havoc!"
and let slip the dogs of war
Tilting his head to the side as Princess wrapped her arm around his shoulders. "...Erm, I agree with the naked kid. " He shrugged. Taking a step away from her grasp. "She's Princess, I'm Kabbar. She has a strange name doesn't she?" He looked at her. "But she's sexy and has an amazing personality so I will call her Princess!" He grinned cockily again. "As far as Team's go - I havn't seen the kid fight and it would be useless if he was weak, And as far as you being leader.... No, I will be leader." He grinned. "I will only follow you if I get something in return"
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 23, 2011 23:03:41 GMT -5
The two boys quickly broke free of her arms. She was a bit upset about that. She had been hoping to get things started with them as a team, but it seemed they were not interested. She couldn't help other than to wonder if she was the only one here who felt that being the last members of a warrior race actually meant something. Well, it did to her.
However, Kabbar's remarks had gone just a little bit too far. What he was downright offensive to her, as the heiress of the Saiyan race. She wanted to hit him, but right now, she would show at least a bit of patience for his attitude. She crossed her arms to keep herself from doing so.
"Clothes? Fine," Princess said. She reached down to her pants, untied the ribbon and dropped them. This revealed the black training short-shorts she was wearing beneath. She then removed the red overshirt from over her gi. She bent over, reached down for them, and then handed them both to Daikon.
"Wear those." Princess said. She then turned her attention to Kabbar.
"Don't you feel any kind of connection... as the last members of our race? We should really stick together. If we don't look out for each other, who will? Frieza?"
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Post by Daikon on Oct 23, 2011 23:21:59 GMT -5
Daikon took the clothes and put the on. Though, he didn't do it in any kind of haste. He was listening to her speak to the other boy who said he was Kabbar, the girl was Princess. The girl named Princess seemed to be a little manish. Not something he felt was attractive, not was she all that glamorous. She didn't seem that impressive to him either when he saw them sparring. Using a cheap tactic of trying to kiss the girl in the middle of it. Not something he really wanted from a leader but he was still unsure about this whole team idea in the first place.
"Well, I'm Daikon. I do agree that we stick together, but I'm not the type to follow orders. How about we just help each other instead of trying to be the one that is the head. You may be the Princess of the Saiyans, but we have to secure the race before you start leading it." He stood up straight looking at the two now as he finished what he had to say.
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Post by Kabbar on Oct 23, 2011 23:43:28 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Cry "Havoc!"
and let slip the dogs of war
His eye's raised up a little as the girl started to remove clothes and bend over, he couldn't help but look. She was quite fit, good looking - smart, quick to anger - They were perfect together. Hearing her little speech as he sighed. "I do feel a connection, Part of the reason why I am asking you out - As well as the fact I have not left here just yet... However, Why should I trust you to lead? Why should I trust a kid that I've never seen before and is naked?" He narrowed his eyes on the girl now. He turned around and started heading to the exit now.
Listening to the boy as he nodded. "Kid has a point" He shrugged. "Won't mind helping when it's required... But, I don't like to take order's to much...Sorry to dissapoint Princess."
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