12-20-2004, 05:50 PM
?What now?? the dark warrior asked solemnly. Paragus seemed so utterly dejected.
"Well... I don't know. I figure we could just head back out and take down someone less insanely strong." Burter replied, trying to emphasise that none of them could have beaten Raditzu, and that Paragus wasn't the only one.
"Whatever works for you..." Paragus replied, and headed to an empty corner on the far side of the bunker's interior. The elderly Namek Kami headed up a stairway, passing by the one-eyed Saiyan on his way back to Burter's location.
"Turrets are set to blow shit up, long as we're here." he informed.
"Thanks." the blue-skinned reptilian replied, "That takes care of everything while we're here."
"We should leave... to a new area. Right now. Let's go find someone to fight!" Bra suddenly chimed in, starting to get bored with staying in yet another bunker. The halfling quickly stepped over to a bookshelf with only one book sitting on it's side. She reached up and pulled it off the shelf, and had to wipe off the coat of dust just to read the title.
"Oh wow. A Dante rulebook." Bra said sarcastically to herself, flicking her wrist and tossing the novel halfway across the room.
"How old is the kid anyway?" Kami asked Burter, perhaps still a little intrigued as to how early she'd managed to become a Super Saiyan.
"How the hell should I know? Apparently not old enough to be in the tournament, I've even heard Raditzu talk with her mom about it." he replied.
"I'm totally old enough to be in this thing!!" the cyan-haired girl interrupted, having heard Burter's reply, "Didn't you see me take down that android freak!?"
"That doesn't have anything to do with age!" Burter replied with a laugh.
"Yes it does! If I wasn't old enough, I wouldn't have been able to kill him!" Bra retorted.
"Yeah, right. You're probably not even allowed into PG-13 movies yet!! You're just lucky this Dante thing is sponsored by a bunch of psychos! How old are you anyway? Ten? Twelve?" Burter laughed.
"Yeah. ...Twelve." Bra replied, having lost the angry enthusiasm she just had.
"I bet you just turned twelve, then, huh?"
"Actually..." Bra began, but fell silent.
"Don't worry about it, kiddo. Some day, many years from now, people will stop saying that you're not old enough. But you know what, you're still gonna hear it from me!!" Burter stated, emphasising all the childish euphanisms "When's your birthday, anyway, youngster?"
"Well... it's... it's today." the cyan-haired girl replied.
"Oh..." was all that Burter managed to say.
"Well... I don't know. I figure we could just head back out and take down someone less insanely strong." Burter replied, trying to emphasise that none of them could have beaten Raditzu, and that Paragus wasn't the only one.
"Whatever works for you..." Paragus replied, and headed to an empty corner on the far side of the bunker's interior. The elderly Namek Kami headed up a stairway, passing by the one-eyed Saiyan on his way back to Burter's location.
"Turrets are set to blow shit up, long as we're here." he informed.
"Thanks." the blue-skinned reptilian replied, "That takes care of everything while we're here."
"We should leave... to a new area. Right now. Let's go find someone to fight!" Bra suddenly chimed in, starting to get bored with staying in yet another bunker. The halfling quickly stepped over to a bookshelf with only one book sitting on it's side. She reached up and pulled it off the shelf, and had to wipe off the coat of dust just to read the title.
"Oh wow. A Dante rulebook." Bra said sarcastically to herself, flicking her wrist and tossing the novel halfway across the room.
"How old is the kid anyway?" Kami asked Burter, perhaps still a little intrigued as to how early she'd managed to become a Super Saiyan.
"How the hell should I know? Apparently not old enough to be in the tournament, I've even heard Raditzu talk with her mom about it." he replied.
"I'm totally old enough to be in this thing!!" the cyan-haired girl interrupted, having heard Burter's reply, "Didn't you see me take down that android freak!?"
"That doesn't have anything to do with age!" Burter replied with a laugh.
"Yes it does! If I wasn't old enough, I wouldn't have been able to kill him!" Bra retorted.
"Yeah, right. You're probably not even allowed into PG-13 movies yet!! You're just lucky this Dante thing is sponsored by a bunch of psychos! How old are you anyway? Ten? Twelve?" Burter laughed.
"Yeah. ...Twelve." Bra replied, having lost the angry enthusiasm she just had.
"I bet you just turned twelve, then, huh?"
"Actually..." Bra began, but fell silent.
"Don't worry about it, kiddo. Some day, many years from now, people will stop saying that you're not old enough. But you know what, you're still gonna hear it from me!!" Burter stated, emphasising all the childish euphanisms "When's your birthday, anyway, youngster?"
"Well... it's... it's today." the cyan-haired girl replied.
"Oh..." was all that Burter managed to say.
"I wasted time and now time doth waste me."
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"I just made you up to hurt myself, and it worked."
"I just made you up to hurt myself, and it worked."