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[Drake]

?I suppose fate has led us to another meeting?? Those words drained all of the jubilation of being around all the strong fighters competing in this years Dante?s Abyss, but it was hardly a surprise. All he could do at the moment was grin and bear it, despite the fact that it would give him great pleasure to start something right there and now.

?Oh Reijin,? Trunks replied with hesitation, and a strained smile upon his face. ?What a surprise, I didn?t realize they were just letting anyone join.? His words were unmistakably venomous and hate filled, and to the nearest bystander it would almost certainly make them a bit wary of standing near the two. ?About your early question, I really didn?t expect them to bow. Mind you I wouldn?t be surprised if some of them did- after all I know a person or two who?d be so willing to bend over for someone of stature.? He?d hope to hit home with that one, but just incase Reijin hadn?t gotten the clue; Trunks placed a hand on the saiyajin's shoulder and dug in his thumb. ?If you know what I mean.?

An awkward silence then filled the air, as Reijin and Trunks stood there face to face with the latter wearing a ghastly looking grin. Anyone far enough away from the two might simply see it as two friends; however, there was no mistaking the animosity surrounding them once you had gotten close.