12-08-2004, 11:51 PM
?Get outta here!? shouted the Synex soldier, wanting Jacke Low for himself. ?You have no business here. Now, I?m sure you?re scouter is making you aware of the sheer power you?d be up against if you faced both him and me,? stated Broli with a shrug. The Synex soldier squeezed his hand, readying it for a strike. He hesitated, not sure if he was really interested in losing his head. ?Hmpf! I?ll be back to clean up what?s left over!? With a growl, the soldier made his way into the wilderness. The humanoid watched him go, taking a step back from the Saiya-Jin. ?I?m Broli.? He wasn?t particularly looking for a fight. The humanoid waited a moment before replying, still studying this new arrival. ?Jacke Low,? he announced. Broli nodded, repeating the name so that he wouldn?t forget it. ?What do you want?? asked the human, contriving theories of deceit.
Broli?s lips curved, a smile forming. ?I detected your ki, and was wondering if?? A sharp pain hit the Saiyan in his side. He tried to hide it, though his speech halted temporarily. It was then that he found himself rethinking his motives. Wasn?t I going to ask him to join my alliance? He wondered, the humanoid tapping his foot impatiently. Yet, no matter how many times he tried to convince himself that he indeed was there to ask Jacke Low for aid, another reason seemed to be in place. The Saiyan held out his charred arm before him. Veins pulsated through the black skin, as if the arm itself were another living entity. He squeezed his hand, feeling a blast of power surge up his arm, trickling down his spine and out his toes. Why..? No answer was made, of course. ?Well?? came the impatient response from the humanoid, whose attitude mirrored the anxiety brewing from the situation.
?I?ve come?? the Saiyan struggle to finish his sentences. The Black Virus was impacting his thoughts, and there would be nothing he could do to stop it. ?? to fight you, Jacke Low." The human took another step back; he didn?t fear the Saiyan, but it would have been all the better if an alliance had been offered. Broli put his hands to his hips, waiting an answer from the human.
OOC: Didn?t mean to interrupt your thing with the Synex warrior. If you want, you can have him come back. I was just trying to set up the fight.
Broli?s lips curved, a smile forming. ?I detected your ki, and was wondering if?? A sharp pain hit the Saiyan in his side. He tried to hide it, though his speech halted temporarily. It was then that he found himself rethinking his motives. Wasn?t I going to ask him to join my alliance? He wondered, the humanoid tapping his foot impatiently. Yet, no matter how many times he tried to convince himself that he indeed was there to ask Jacke Low for aid, another reason seemed to be in place. The Saiyan held out his charred arm before him. Veins pulsated through the black skin, as if the arm itself were another living entity. He squeezed his hand, feeling a blast of power surge up his arm, trickling down his spine and out his toes. Why..? No answer was made, of course. ?Well?? came the impatient response from the humanoid, whose attitude mirrored the anxiety brewing from the situation.
?I?ve come?? the Saiyan struggle to finish his sentences. The Black Virus was impacting his thoughts, and there would be nothing he could do to stop it. ?? to fight you, Jacke Low." The human took another step back; he didn?t fear the Saiyan, but it would have been all the better if an alliance had been offered. Broli put his hands to his hips, waiting an answer from the human.
OOC: Didn?t mean to interrupt your thing with the Synex warrior. If you want, you can have him come back. I was just trying to set up the fight.