01-26-2005, 01:01 AM
"Okay, let's just collect our supplies, and head out." Paragus advised, not wanting to waste anymore time within the exceedingly drab series of bunkers which had been scattered generously throughout the lands.
What the!?
Something caught the cyan-haired girl's attention, and she stopped stiffly. Her actions were enough to bring her comrades to a halt, as they silently waited for some indication of what had gone wrong.
"There's somebody here." Bra stated, before cautiously venturing further down the poorly-lit stairway, stopping upon reaching eye-level with their host, a frown of annoyance painted on his sleep-deprived face.
"To whom do I owe this disturbance?" he demanded. Bra made her way down the the bunker's floor, followed by her friends, and merely pushed past the callous warrior, making sure to have her shoulder collide with him just hard enough for him to notice.
"Shut up." she replied, heading toward a bulky, olive-green weapons locker. Once again, Bra seemed to be restrained by some invisible force, preventing her from continuing with her actions.
"Wait, I think that's..." the girl began, affixing her scouter to the side of her head, "It is! That's Kami!!"
"There's something wrong." 16 replied, having also locked on to the old man's unique energy signature.
"He's hurt. Oh no, that must mean he's in trouble!!" the hybrid exclaimed, pivoting gracefully on the heel of her left foot. The girl rocketed forward, around the original occupant of the bunker, and up the stairs. A violent, blue-and-white streak cut through the air, whirling about before accelerating once more in a straight line, heading directly for Kami's extremely high- yet wildly fluctuating -level of ki. Though Bra would assuredly leave her friends far behind, she was adamant that they would meet up with her in eventuality. For now, another friend was in trouble, and she owed him a favor.
OOC: Leaving Area C, entering area B. Nobody's obligated to follow me, so decide what it is you want to do. And Reijin... eh heh, well, you can do whatever it is you see fit to do.
What the!?
Something caught the cyan-haired girl's attention, and she stopped stiffly. Her actions were enough to bring her comrades to a halt, as they silently waited for some indication of what had gone wrong.
"There's somebody here." Bra stated, before cautiously venturing further down the poorly-lit stairway, stopping upon reaching eye-level with their host, a frown of annoyance painted on his sleep-deprived face.
"To whom do I owe this disturbance?" he demanded. Bra made her way down the the bunker's floor, followed by her friends, and merely pushed past the callous warrior, making sure to have her shoulder collide with him just hard enough for him to notice.
"Shut up." she replied, heading toward a bulky, olive-green weapons locker. Once again, Bra seemed to be restrained by some invisible force, preventing her from continuing with her actions.
"Wait, I think that's..." the girl began, affixing her scouter to the side of her head, "It is! That's Kami!!"
"There's something wrong." 16 replied, having also locked on to the old man's unique energy signature.
"He's hurt. Oh no, that must mean he's in trouble!!" the hybrid exclaimed, pivoting gracefully on the heel of her left foot. The girl rocketed forward, around the original occupant of the bunker, and up the stairs. A violent, blue-and-white streak cut through the air, whirling about before accelerating once more in a straight line, heading directly for Kami's extremely high- yet wildly fluctuating -level of ki. Though Bra would assuredly leave her friends far behind, she was adamant that they would meet up with her in eventuality. For now, another friend was in trouble, and she owed him a favor.
OOC: Leaving Area C, entering area B. Nobody's obligated to follow me, so decide what it is you want to do. And Reijin... eh heh, well, you can do whatever it is you see fit to do.
"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."