Who is he!?[snare]

[Nasu]

''Aahh.. Finally finished!''

As Nasu panted and breathed hardly under the high pressure of this desolated weather, the sun would be setting upon its horizon while the moon rises. As soon as Nasu deposed the gigantic piles of materials for the 80th times today he'd say out his words with a relief and a heavy sign of fatigue.

''Job is finally over! I can rest now yes!''

As he deposed the yellow solid curved helmet, which would be upon his head a few moment's ago ,spiky black hairs would appear to flow in the sense of the warm and refreshing wind breezes. Getting out of the construction field he'd stroll along side the streets while wearing his old and dirty scratched clothes *well it was the only one he had!*. The surroundinges were rather poor with only few good-looking houses while the majorities were just piles of junks, and half destroyed buildings. Most people would wonder why they even live in such a place though slowly...This city is going to be rebuilt in time. Putting his small hands inside his pockets he'd go in a bread store as he takes out few zenies and buy a small-sized bread which would be just about the ammount of his daily salary. Heh not much but enough to keep him living!

As the youth walked down the boulevards while mumbling on his little piece of bread with happiness, he'd finish it within the times of seconds though... Suddenly a strange presence of someone mysterious would trigger the thoughts and instinct of the young boy. Having the ability to detect energy presence was indeed a great gift from his father even though he hated him. Immediately, putting his guards up, he'd look at his surroundings while trying to search for the presence of that certain someone, though it wouldn't be easy since its almost noon and dark already.

''This energy surge... It's weird... Almost like if it's not that of a human! I've never sensed one like this before... Not one that is big like this! Who's there!? Show yourself!''

[Snare]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=vAlign, bottom][atrb=style, width: 500px; background: url('http://i.imgur.com/gdBBi.png'); -moz-border-radius: 30px 30px 0px 0px; -o-border-radius: 30px 30px 0px 0px; border-radius: 30px 30px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 30px 30px 0px 0px] [style=font-size: 26px; font-family: verdana; color: #9cb55f; text-shadow: 2px 2px 5px #b7b7b7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: -5px]life for you has been less than kind[/style][style=background: #b2cf6d; opacity: 0.6; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8px; letter-spacing: 4px; text-align: right; -moz-border-radius: 15px; -webkit-border-radius: 15px; -o-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 2px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; color: #ffffff;]so take a number and stand in line[/style][style=color: #bddb73; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 4px;]we've all been sorry we've all been hurt[/style]
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=vAlign, bottom][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/gdBBi.png');][style=background-color: #b2cf6d; width: 110px; font-size: 9px; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]words -- 660[/style][style=background-color: #b2cf6d; width: 110px; font-size: 9px; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]tags -- Nasu[/style][style=background-color: #b2cf6d; width: 110px; font-size: 9px; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]notes -- n/a[/style][style=background-color: #b2cf6d; width: 110px; font-size: 9px; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]lyrics -- rise against[/style] [style=background-color: #b2cf6d; width: 100px; padding: 7px; opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 2px;][/style][style=background-color: #b2cf6d; width: 110px; font-size: 9px; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: center; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; font-family: tahoma;]credit to ZETTA of LS & BTN[/style]	[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=vAlign, bottom][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/gdBBi.png');][style= width: 345px; height: 350px; opacity: 0.6; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #4b4a4a; background-color: #FFFFFF; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; overflow: auto;]The namekian wasn't sure why he had returned here; or at least that is what he told himself over and over. If he could convince himself it was true, then no one could contest with him... right? Snare's feet moved at a lumbering pace, large strides appropriate for the titan. Despite the inertia, his body was stoic with his arms crossed tightly over his large green chest. To top it all off he had his face shaped into hardness and stone, his brows pressing against each other. The image was a simple projection, basically warning anyone with enough gall to stay the hell away from him. Usually such a feat worked pretty well, as it was now; who wanted to deal with a green demon as the moon began to call out to the monsters? Still, he had plenty of experiences where the naive would still approach him; which earned them primal snarls and hisses. That was enough to keep the general population away. So he kept to these ways, being sure to give himself berth around the population as he navigated the streets from the one memory he had of this place not even weeks back. Snare began to slow his pace as he neared a place he promised himself he wanted nothing to do with. The spiked dome like house was distorted slightly, unpainted and still raw with steel. It looked as though no one had touched it since he had last been here. Unsurprising, at one point one of the humans had thought the building to be an homage to the tyrant Frieza; probably still did. The large being came to a stop, his gaze flickering across the building with slight apprehension that caused his face to soften slightly. It had been awhile since he had last seen his old friend, and despite how he would deny it; he was at least the slightest bit curious as to where the asshole went. He let out a long sigh, and then turned his back on the building before stalking off. The spotted namekian made sure not to look back, to make sure he fully accepted that lurking thought in his head. The green being began to lose himself in his thoughts, blindly walking forward. He could barely register the people around him; how they shifted out of his way, casting curious and suspicious glances. He wouldn't care anyways. It wasn't long after the familiar fog of his mind swallowed him that he began to walk through the alleys. Subconsciously it was him avoiding the population, wanting nothing to do with the arrogant beings. However, luck did not favour him so. "Who's there!? Show yourself!'' Snare's brows raised pensively, looking around the corner and toward the source of the meek yet demanding voice. His eyes shone with slight curiosity as he took in the appearance of the child before him; small and dirty, equipped with both a wild set of hair and a tail. A saiyan. He frowned slightly at the realization; his experience with the arrogant race had been less then pleasant all together. It seemed this one had the same need to be in control of the situation, much like the rest of his race. The spotted namekian gave a slight roll of his eyes, letting out an obnoxious sigh. It was especially hard to be submissive and all-respecting to a child who barely made it past his knees. "What do you want pipsqueak?" Was his blunt reply, his voice reaching deep pitches that demanded attention. He stood a bit straighter, puffing out his chest as he passed a dark gaze onto the saiyan. His words were to the point and short; it also showed his disinterest, as the chances were this little boy had nothing of important to say or do. Probably wanted to fight; prove how strong he was. Wasn't that always the way with these monkeys? Hypocritical thought, but truthful none the less.[/style]
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=vAlign, bottom][atrb=style, width: 420px; background: url('http://i.imgur.com/gdBBi.png'); -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 30px 30px; -o-border-radius: 0px 0px 30px 30px; border-radius: 0px 0px 30px 30px; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 30px 30px;] [style=font-size: 26px; font-family: verdana; color: #9cb55f; text-shadow: 2px 2px 5px #b7b7b7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: -5px;]but how we survive[/style][style=background: #b2cf6d; opacity: 0.6; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8px; letter-spacing: 4px; text-align: justify; -moz-border-radius: 15px; -webkit-border-radius: 15px; -o-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 2px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; color: #ffffff;]is what makes us who we are[/style]

[Nasu]

Pipsqueak ... did that green guy just called Nasu a pipsqueak!? Even though that he is really young and small that doesn't give him a reason to call him that!

''How mean of you mister!''

Putting on his serious act immediately while tossing his warm and emotional feelings away the boy'd be ready to battle placing himself in a art martial battle position with his feet widened from a few centimeters and his left hand at the front with the other one placed at the back.

''Are you feeling sick or something? You are green mister... And just tell me why do you possesses such energy level!? Are you here to devastate the city!?''

Nasu'd try to talk with the guy since using violence isn't always the most wanted solution for Nasu though this guy looks rather weird and creepy! If he'd try to do anything suspicious aside from answering Nasu , the little saiyan wouldn't hesitate to charge in and go on a one on one with the big guy.

''Answer now! Are you here to harm all the innocent peoples!?.. I give you two choices... Answer my questions right now or we'll have to do this the old fashioned way...''

They say that having great powers makes one hold great responsibility and I guess that is what Nasu is trying to do right now. As a saiyan and strongest being of the city he'd watch over the areas from time to time, like catching the robbers or the thief but this... Today would be a special one!...

[Snare]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=vAlign, bottom][atrb=style, width: 500px; background: url('http://i.imgur.com/gdBBi.png'); -moz-border-radius: 30px 30px 0px 0px; -o-border-radius: 30px 30px 0px 0px; border-radius: 30px 30px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 30px 30px 0px 0px] [style=font-size: 26px; font-family: verdana; color: #9cb55f; text-shadow: 2px 2px 5px #b7b7b7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: -5px]life for you has been less than kind[/style][style=background: #b2cf6d; opacity: 0.6; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8px; letter-spacing: 4px; text-align: right; -moz-border-radius: 15px; -webkit-border-radius: 15px; -o-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 2px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; color: #ffffff;]so take a number and stand in line[/style][style=color: #bddb73; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 4px;]we've all been sorry we've all been hurt[/style]
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=vAlign, bottom][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/gdBBi.png');][style=background-color: #b2cf6d; width: 110px; font-size: 9px; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]words -- 692[/style][style=background-color: #b2cf6d; width: 110px; font-size: 9px; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]tags -- Nasu[/style][style=background-color: #b2cf6d; width: 110px; font-size: 9px; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]notes -- n/a[/style][style=background-color: #b2cf6d; width: 110px; font-size: 9px; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]lyrics -- rise against[/style] [style=background-color: #b2cf6d; width: 100px; padding: 7px; opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 2px;][/style][style=background-color: #b2cf6d; width: 110px; font-size: 9px; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: center; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; font-family: tahoma;]credit to ZETTA of LS & BTN[/style]	[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=vAlign, bottom][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/gdBBi.png');][style= width: 345px; height: 350px; opacity: 0.6; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #4b4a4a; background-color: #FFFFFF; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; overflow: auto;]Snare had expected a number of responses and most of them had pretty much the same result; provocation. It was to be presumed anyway, saiyans had this tendency to attack unless whoever it was they were speaking to happened to be grovelling on the floor like some worm, begging for forgiveness. Neither of this worked for Snare; he did not seek forgiveness, he did not apologize, and he sure as hell didn't wiggle on the ground like some spineless snake. Yet despite this whole situation, Snare had not originally set out to cause a fight; for once he wasn't even thinking about one. He, as much as he would deny it to his dying breathe, had about zero social tact. He was one of those people diagnosis with the social disease of rudeness. If he saw someone who was fat, he would point it out. If someone was avoiding a certain topic, he would bring it up. Really, he had no point of existence within the norms of society, he just broke all the taboo and unwritten rules. Why not? Rules were just another way someone tried to suppress the general population, and breaking them symbolized freedom. That was the positive way to look at it anyway, but it was still rudeness. Back to the now, Snare did in fact expect some sort of tantrum or outburst from the four year old in front of him. Some sort of shout of superiority or something similar to that bullshit. What he wasn't expecting, however was this cry of innocence. Snare's brows perked disbelievingly at first, not sure if he had heard him right on any counts. Mean? That was the word the small kid used to describe him? Nothing terrible or nothing down right despicable? And hell, the kid even used 'Mister', a title given out of respect. This had to cause the other world to freeze over; since when did saiyan's ever show respect to others? The namekian tried to submerse his confusion, but it only became more pronounced when the kid began to jump from topic to topic, completely ignorant. He didn't even know that he was a namekian! Either this meant that this saiyan was so swaddled at a baby it was completely unfamiliar with everything, or it wasn't really a saiyan. Using the almighty powers of his deduction, Snare easily crossed out the former; no prince of saiyans would be all grimy from what seemed to be helping humans. The later seemed equally unlike because, well, the guy had a tail. So what was up with the kid in front of him? "Devastate the city?" Snare repeated easily, echoing the small boy as he began pondering slightly. Of course he wasn't going to do any of that, especially considering he was on probation for the past weeks to forbid using violence or publicly maiming people. But the kid didn't know that, and he was never told that he was not allowed to defend himself. Hell, if he provoked the child a bit more he could easily be able to express his superiority and punch something; all while not doing anything against what was expressed (when the hell did he start following orders though?). So that was a good enough plan, simple and easy to carry out. He let a smirk settle on his green lips, baring his canines intimidatingly at the saiyan child. Without any hesitation or warning, Snare let out a burst of his energy, watching as tendrils of purple spread and dispersed in the air. It could easily be mistaken for an aggressive move, and with this child being the resident defender he would probably get his little feet into action. "So you believe you can fight me?" He asked rhetorically, a devious glint shining in his eyes. "C'mon then, defend your little pride and city the old fashioned way." Feeling as though he was much stronger than the child, he didn't do much besides stand there; waiting for the first hit. If the kid charged forward he would have this in the bag. Goes to show how over confident and ignorant to power levels he was.[/style]
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=vAlign, bottom][atrb=style, width: 420px; background: url('http://i.imgur.com/gdBBi.png'); -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 30px 30px; -o-border-radius: 0px 0px 30px 30px; border-radius: 0px 0px 30px 30px; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 30px 30px;] [style=font-size: 26px; font-family: verdana; color: #9cb55f; text-shadow: 2px 2px 5px #b7b7b7; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: -5px;]but how we survive[/style][style=background: #b2cf6d; opacity: 0.6; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8px; letter-spacing: 4px; text-align: justify; -moz-border-radius: 15px; -webkit-border-radius: 15px; -o-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 2px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; color: #ffffff;]is what makes us who we are[/style]

[Nasu]

The namekian spoke out his provocation and is going to regret it as the little saiyan quickly generates an energy orb onto his left hand without wasting any time while giving him a final warning.

''Well mister if that's what you want really then , I guess I'll have no choice but to beat you for the sake of the people!''

As soon as the youth words were finished , Nasu'd charge at the guy with full speed using a transmission technique then hit him with the explosive energy orb. If missed the little boy would have a second time though still keeping his energy orb in hand , he would use a wave kick then followed with a energy blast.hit or not surely it'd cause a few damages if not a bruise or two.

''So how do you like that mister!? Do you take your words back!?