12-13-2004, 01:58 AM
A flicker of light ran thou the demon's mind. The bubbled water massaging, caressing his rough demonic skin. His mind was blank, but flickering image's burst thou his mind. The blue skinned alien he had meet on the ship. That marron haired girl sat next to Uub. Then his friend's. He saw Recoome, his body become ash, the demon's body twitched, tensing firmly. Then he saw that grey skinned android, he didn't know him well, but he still classed him as a form of friend. Then he saw, in a flicker of light, he was destoryed. The demon's body vibrated with rage, his eye's twitching. Then another image flickered in his mind. A being above him held their right middle figner to the venter of their forehead, the two beside it agasnt his eye lid's & the thumb & little figner out sctretched.
"Even in death, may you be triumphant." The voice was filled with respect for him. Although he knew nothing of the being, the hand sign he seemed to know. And know it well. His own hand instinictivly went to his forhead. Taking on the same postion.
Recoome.. Android.. Even in Death, may you be triumphant.. His eye's slowly opened, looking forward, the door bleeped slightly then the water inside began to seep away. It swirled slightly around him. His body had fully healed now, & he was glad for it. The door opened slowly & a nurse walked forward, she reached in, smiling faintly at the demon, she slowly helped him slide off the mask over his mouth. The pad's that where affexed to his chest & arm's where slowly removed aswell.
The demon slowly stood, stepping out of the tank. He cracked his neck, then looked around. His mind littered with the image's of his old friend's, now dead. His body felt empty, hallow. He looked around carefully. He all of a sudden felt as if he had little to no purpose now. He wanted to feel the warm embrace of death like his friend's had done. But he wasn't about to die with out honour. He stepped forward, then the nurse stopped him.
"Sir, if you wish to continue, you are premitted to wear that armour & take those item's to the side." She pointed toward's a table & stand, the armour hang on the stand & the item's; a scouter, a green beam & a grenade of sort's. He normally would have dispenced with such item's like the grenade, but he took them. Looking to the armour, he though about it carefully, thinking it over he shook his head. He was not about to wear such thing's. IT looked all to much like his old friend, Recoome's, armour. The giant was his first & only true friend. Although they had had tense time's. He knew that deep down inside, the two where as close to brother's as they possible could be. The death of him was what had destoryed Janemba's heart & soul so much.
Turning, grabbed a belt slipping it on around his waist, perposefully having it tiled to one side, loose. He clipped the item's in to palce & the nurse allowed him to leave. The demon walked out of the room silently, arrow's where lit up all over the place, pointing in the same general direction. He turned & followed them. Tapping on the scouter, a read out of the general area showed up. A map. Looking it over with his eye's slowly. He saw one section, one near by, that seemed to strike him in the head. It seemed that he may be destined to go there.
"Area C.." He muttered to him self. The area was to his left, & he had little choice of where to go. He walked forward, toward's the area. A lush forest was near the entrance of it. He left a cold chill run down his spine as he slowly stepped in to the boundry. Looking around, he saw that the forest that was now meer meter's away, was in fact some thing truely horrid. Vine's lashed out, wrapping around the demon's wrists & ankel's. It started to pull him in, but the demon didn't try & resist. The vien's dragged him in side, then seemed to just pass him about. IT was like a game, they wanted to play with the demon. Try to make him squeal for release.
But, he didn't give such pleasure. He was soon set aside, near the edge of the forest. He could hear a staticy buzzing sound, & a familiar power. Turning to the out side of the forest, hidden in the shadows of the tree's. He spotted two figure's. The tall saiya-jin he had sparred with, his name, if the demon remembered, was Nappa? Then his eye's averted to the other suspect. He was green, & was wearing red & black clothing. Some how, he seemed fimilar. He looked alot like a namekian, that was maybe why. He assumed that was what he was, & watched the two intently. His yellowish eye's scanning over the two & the area around them. HE felt he owed the saiya-jin some respect, having taken on a skilled warrior like a namek. Then of course, he had proved his worth to the demon, in the spar. He woundered if he could reveal some sort of truth behind the image's he had seen of his two friend's, their death's.
Watching as the battle seemed to draw to a clsoe, the demon was on edge to watch the to attack the namekian looking warrior. The large bald saiya-jin was of a mild importance to him, needing to find the truth of his friend's. HE was posed to attack if the worst came to the worst..
OOC: YES!! First post, I rock!!
"Even in death, may you be triumphant." The voice was filled with respect for him. Although he knew nothing of the being, the hand sign he seemed to know. And know it well. His own hand instinictivly went to his forhead. Taking on the same postion.
Recoome.. Android.. Even in Death, may you be triumphant.. His eye's slowly opened, looking forward, the door bleeped slightly then the water inside began to seep away. It swirled slightly around him. His body had fully healed now, & he was glad for it. The door opened slowly & a nurse walked forward, she reached in, smiling faintly at the demon, she slowly helped him slide off the mask over his mouth. The pad's that where affexed to his chest & arm's where slowly removed aswell.
The demon slowly stood, stepping out of the tank. He cracked his neck, then looked around. His mind littered with the image's of his old friend's, now dead. His body felt empty, hallow. He looked around carefully. He all of a sudden felt as if he had little to no purpose now. He wanted to feel the warm embrace of death like his friend's had done. But he wasn't about to die with out honour. He stepped forward, then the nurse stopped him.
"Sir, if you wish to continue, you are premitted to wear that armour & take those item's to the side." She pointed toward's a table & stand, the armour hang on the stand & the item's; a scouter, a green beam & a grenade of sort's. He normally would have dispenced with such item's like the grenade, but he took them. Looking to the armour, he though about it carefully, thinking it over he shook his head. He was not about to wear such thing's. IT looked all to much like his old friend, Recoome's, armour. The giant was his first & only true friend. Although they had had tense time's. He knew that deep down inside, the two where as close to brother's as they possible could be. The death of him was what had destoryed Janemba's heart & soul so much.
Turning, grabbed a belt slipping it on around his waist, perposefully having it tiled to one side, loose. He clipped the item's in to palce & the nurse allowed him to leave. The demon walked out of the room silently, arrow's where lit up all over the place, pointing in the same general direction. He turned & followed them. Tapping on the scouter, a read out of the general area showed up. A map. Looking it over with his eye's slowly. He saw one section, one near by, that seemed to strike him in the head. It seemed that he may be destined to go there.
"Area C.." He muttered to him self. The area was to his left, & he had little choice of where to go. He walked forward, toward's the area. A lush forest was near the entrance of it. He left a cold chill run down his spine as he slowly stepped in to the boundry. Looking around, he saw that the forest that was now meer meter's away, was in fact some thing truely horrid. Vine's lashed out, wrapping around the demon's wrists & ankel's. It started to pull him in, but the demon didn't try & resist. The vien's dragged him in side, then seemed to just pass him about. IT was like a game, they wanted to play with the demon. Try to make him squeal for release.
But, he didn't give such pleasure. He was soon set aside, near the edge of the forest. He could hear a staticy buzzing sound, & a familiar power. Turning to the out side of the forest, hidden in the shadows of the tree's. He spotted two figure's. The tall saiya-jin he had sparred with, his name, if the demon remembered, was Nappa? Then his eye's averted to the other suspect. He was green, & was wearing red & black clothing. Some how, he seemed fimilar. He looked alot like a namekian, that was maybe why. He assumed that was what he was, & watched the two intently. His yellowish eye's scanning over the two & the area around them. HE felt he owed the saiya-jin some respect, having taken on a skilled warrior like a namek. Then of course, he had proved his worth to the demon, in the spar. He woundered if he could reveal some sort of truth behind the image's he had seen of his two friend's, their death's.
Watching as the battle seemed to draw to a clsoe, the demon was on edge to watch the to attack the namekian looking warrior. The large bald saiya-jin was of a mild importance to him, needing to find the truth of his friend's. HE was posed to attack if the worst came to the worst..
OOC: YES!! First post, I rock!!
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