03-17-2009, 05:47 PM
Their escape through the caverns had ceased to be along any type of respective route, becoming more a desperate search down directionless paths for a beacon of light in the distance- possibly signaling an exit to this mad dash within the darkness. Far behind them their pursuers lagged unable to keep up with their prey or possibly knowing an alternative way of cutting them off in order to annihilate the group in one fell swoop; the latter likely being the stronger case but either way they were safe for now. They kept in step with the young man in lead who used some strange technique to predict the safety of the ground ahead or maybe it was he just knew the results of stepping on a certain plot of earth that kept them safe.
"Wait!" the young priestess fell to her knees defiantly heaving out an exhaustive breath of air, "please." still quite distressed over the rapid chain of events following their escape, this opportunity for rest was one she didn't wish to pass up even on the run.
Juno sighed halting his advance to return to her. "For only a moment then we need to get moving. We're kind of sitting in a mine field if you weren't aware."
"I know I just need to collect myself." she breathed in effect to a steadily decreasing heart rate returning to normalcy.
Coming up from behind the two hybrids joined the group who sat in silence, lingering in dimly lit caves waiting on the woman. He heard them coming but Juno still bothered to glance up, feeling it best not to overlook anything with the situation in such exigency. After the ambush and sprint into yet another rally of men with guns the pair eased, Zena dropping to a crouch with her hands to her knees as she recalled back the scene of Dimitri's body disappearing before her very eyes at her expense. It dawned an even more expressive amount of pain over the loss of yet another who had followed under the call of her title to their race.
"Didn't see a body," Ares commented on the Saiyan's fate while straightening his clothing, bringing himself to a leisurely stand nearby. "Shame. I'm sure we could've gotten at least some of the bounty if we arrived with just a head."
"You bastard!" exploding up at him with arm extended she threw an unexpected white-knuckled fist across the side of the Saiyan's face who turned his head in accordance with the delivered blow, his cheek left with a mark viewable in but the slightest bit. She fumed, spitting words like fire from her lips as she spoke. "His sacrifice was of honorable intentions! Something a Saiyan of your caliber would know nothing of."
With that the male halfling retaliated violently with a strong armed backhand against the insinuating daughter of royalty. His attack came as a surprise, knocking her into a slight stumble before she could regain her footing.
"Of my caliber? Who are you to make any conclusions over who I am?" he growled now inflamed over the woman's high-and-mighty nature that felt ladened with every word that slithered out her mouth.
"Still surrounded by mines here!" Juno persisted but the two were too far gone in their own quarrel to pay any mind to neither him nor the increasingly distraught blond nearby.
Zena scoffed at the youth's ignorance, wiping her lip with the back of her hand. "The princess and enviable queen of the Saiyan race. Your queen." she rose, standing as if declaring her status had almost raised her above that of the others surrounding her, flaunting a proud and dignified prestige. Against ivory skin the bruise lifted but only hardly visible under the faded light.
A member of the royal family? the boy surmised scanning the length of the woman before him, not even of full blood and yet declaring supremacy over him. The earliest length of his memories had been spent as the blade's edge of whatever hailing government encompassed his home planet and now it appears his recent life's work was, to some degree, at the beckoning of this puppet master's hands?
He locked gazes, blazing a look of sheer hatred opposed to allowing himself to succumb to the full intensity of rage boiling within him. The lies he convinced himself into believing began unraveling at their very core as he yearned for the strength the truth provided, the truth masked behind his excuses for what he had been ordered to carry out. The type of preparation he took and the utter thrill he felt as he carried it out- the disgusting lust of eradicating to all who bore his blood relation.
"I have no queen." Ares proclaimed, his voice bathed in a ebbing spite as he allowed peace to once again balance himself.
Through the length of the confrontation the two others of the group had been silently observing in an uneasy calm. With the waning drive of conflict between the two Saiyans Juno spoke up, "If you two are done, shall we get a move on?"
"Wait!" the young priestess fell to her knees defiantly heaving out an exhaustive breath of air, "please." still quite distressed over the rapid chain of events following their escape, this opportunity for rest was one she didn't wish to pass up even on the run.
Juno sighed halting his advance to return to her. "For only a moment then we need to get moving. We're kind of sitting in a mine field if you weren't aware."
"I know I just need to collect myself." she breathed in effect to a steadily decreasing heart rate returning to normalcy.
Coming up from behind the two hybrids joined the group who sat in silence, lingering in dimly lit caves waiting on the woman. He heard them coming but Juno still bothered to glance up, feeling it best not to overlook anything with the situation in such exigency. After the ambush and sprint into yet another rally of men with guns the pair eased, Zena dropping to a crouch with her hands to her knees as she recalled back the scene of Dimitri's body disappearing before her very eyes at her expense. It dawned an even more expressive amount of pain over the loss of yet another who had followed under the call of her title to their race.
"Didn't see a body," Ares commented on the Saiyan's fate while straightening his clothing, bringing himself to a leisurely stand nearby. "Shame. I'm sure we could've gotten at least some of the bounty if we arrived with just a head."
"You bastard!" exploding up at him with arm extended she threw an unexpected white-knuckled fist across the side of the Saiyan's face who turned his head in accordance with the delivered blow, his cheek left with a mark viewable in but the slightest bit. She fumed, spitting words like fire from her lips as she spoke. "His sacrifice was of honorable intentions! Something a Saiyan of your caliber would know nothing of."
With that the male halfling retaliated violently with a strong armed backhand against the insinuating daughter of royalty. His attack came as a surprise, knocking her into a slight stumble before she could regain her footing.
"Of my caliber? Who are you to make any conclusions over who I am?" he growled now inflamed over the woman's high-and-mighty nature that felt ladened with every word that slithered out her mouth.
"Still surrounded by mines here!" Juno persisted but the two were too far gone in their own quarrel to pay any mind to neither him nor the increasingly distraught blond nearby.
Zena scoffed at the youth's ignorance, wiping her lip with the back of her hand. "The princess and enviable queen of the Saiyan race. Your queen." she rose, standing as if declaring her status had almost raised her above that of the others surrounding her, flaunting a proud and dignified prestige. Against ivory skin the bruise lifted but only hardly visible under the faded light.
A member of the royal family? the boy surmised scanning the length of the woman before him, not even of full blood and yet declaring supremacy over him. The earliest length of his memories had been spent as the blade's edge of whatever hailing government encompassed his home planet and now it appears his recent life's work was, to some degree, at the beckoning of this puppet master's hands?
He locked gazes, blazing a look of sheer hatred opposed to allowing himself to succumb to the full intensity of rage boiling within him. The lies he convinced himself into believing began unraveling at their very core as he yearned for the strength the truth provided, the truth masked behind his excuses for what he had been ordered to carry out. The type of preparation he took and the utter thrill he felt as he carried it out- the disgusting lust of eradicating to all who bore his blood relation.
"I have no queen." Ares proclaimed, his voice bathed in a ebbing spite as he allowed peace to once again balance himself.
Through the length of the confrontation the two others of the group had been silently observing in an uneasy calm. With the waning drive of conflict between the two Saiyans Juno spoke up, "If you two are done, shall we get a move on?"