10-25-2005, 01:52 AM
?Are we there yet??
Whoever designed this ?watchtower? must take great pleasure in knowing he was being reviled by all who ventured into his structure. Being at the back of the group meant Goten to see each individual step after everyone else had? he was probably clinging to some lost hope of an end in sight. A hope Rad and 18 shared. Marching up what amounted to a spiral staircase for hours on end got pretty old pretty fast.
There better be some clue in this stupid tower.
Rad turned his pointy-earned head back towards 18. She shared the feline?s sentiments. The military base hadn?t had anything for them except some stupid bomb and now they were wandering up a never-ending stairway. How was Stumpy hoping to get any ratings with TV like this? The most interesting thing going on had been the small observation deck they had passed a while ago. And that had been little more than an empty room with some windows. This game was very quickly wearing on the saiya-jin?s patience
Just as that thought entered the saiyan?s mind, they rounded the top of staircase and were met with a rather large door. Rad picked up on another spike of ki. This time he kept it to himself, as it vanished just as quickly as it had appeared. Radcat proposed the idea of him sneaking into the room on his own, then letting the others know when and if it was safe. The obvious objection was that he was, in fact, just a cat, but he would have none of it. He was a more than capable warrior, no matter how much of a cat he was. And that was that. Unlike the military base they had recently occupied, most of this structure was not impervious to Raditzu?s metal binding ability. Something he had been testing as they had been climbing the tower. He demonstrated this by created a small, top-hinged flap in the door before them. With his tail held high, Radcat bounded into the room.
And was immediately disappointed. He had been hoping to find some giant killer robots, or evil, creepy bug-mutants. Anyone else probably would have been lucky enough to be attacked by some state-of-the-art security system, but what did Rad get? Some old man. The raspy, rhythmic breathing seemed to indicate that the man was asleep. The fact that he was also standing up meant that he was? well? weird. The old man swayed forward, as though he was about to fall. Just as it looked like he was heading on a one-way trip to face-plant city, his eyes shot open and he flipped forward. The act of agility caught Radcat off guard, prompting a quiet hiss from the cat?s throat. Not quiet enough. The old man shot a glare towards the feline and, from nowhere, produced a metal staff to thrust towards Rad. While the man?s actions were defined and practiced, his body was a bit out-of-date. The old man made two mistakes. The first was that he had bothered to attack Rad, and the second was choosing to do so with a metal weapon. Before the staff was within a paw?s reach of the feline, it had melted in his hands. The old man jumped back and yet out a yelp.
That was when Rad noticed the ki. It was the same one he had felt twice now. It only acted up when the old geezer woke up to keep himself from falling. Classic. It could have been some teleporting creation of evil. Rad looked this man up and down, mostly up considering his height. He probably only stood five feet tall. He brandished a grey mustache and a fading comb-over. The most shocking feature was his left eye? or lack thereof. One of his eye sockets was empty and surrounded by an odd starburst of a scar. Rad exhaled slowly.
Calm down, old man. Wouldn?t want you to have a heart attack.
?Ah! Devil cat!?
Yeah? that?s what Radcat gets for trying. The Cyclops reared back at threw one hell of a kick at Rad. The cat managed to scramble to one side, but not by a wide margin. He darted under the old man?s legs then turned, took aim, and leap through the air. The flight path landed him gently on top of the man?s head.
What the hell was that for?! The saiyan let his claws dig into the man?s scalp, but it wasn?t needed.
?Rad? You ok?? 18 and Goten came bursting through the door.
Yeah, I?m fine, Rad informed everyone present.
?What the hell?s going on here?? The old man was shaking, but other than that, didn?t move.
That?s what I?d like to know. Radcat tapped a claw on the man?s head. We?re looking for some kind of clue. Something about a civil war that happened a while ago. Care to help us out?
Whoever designed this ?watchtower? must take great pleasure in knowing he was being reviled by all who ventured into his structure. Being at the back of the group meant Goten to see each individual step after everyone else had? he was probably clinging to some lost hope of an end in sight. A hope Rad and 18 shared. Marching up what amounted to a spiral staircase for hours on end got pretty old pretty fast.
There better be some clue in this stupid tower.
Rad turned his pointy-earned head back towards 18. She shared the feline?s sentiments. The military base hadn?t had anything for them except some stupid bomb and now they were wandering up a never-ending stairway. How was Stumpy hoping to get any ratings with TV like this? The most interesting thing going on had been the small observation deck they had passed a while ago. And that had been little more than an empty room with some windows. This game was very quickly wearing on the saiya-jin?s patience
Just as that thought entered the saiyan?s mind, they rounded the top of staircase and were met with a rather large door. Rad picked up on another spike of ki. This time he kept it to himself, as it vanished just as quickly as it had appeared. Radcat proposed the idea of him sneaking into the room on his own, then letting the others know when and if it was safe. The obvious objection was that he was, in fact, just a cat, but he would have none of it. He was a more than capable warrior, no matter how much of a cat he was. And that was that. Unlike the military base they had recently occupied, most of this structure was not impervious to Raditzu?s metal binding ability. Something he had been testing as they had been climbing the tower. He demonstrated this by created a small, top-hinged flap in the door before them. With his tail held high, Radcat bounded into the room.
And was immediately disappointed. He had been hoping to find some giant killer robots, or evil, creepy bug-mutants. Anyone else probably would have been lucky enough to be attacked by some state-of-the-art security system, but what did Rad get? Some old man. The raspy, rhythmic breathing seemed to indicate that the man was asleep. The fact that he was also standing up meant that he was? well? weird. The old man swayed forward, as though he was about to fall. Just as it looked like he was heading on a one-way trip to face-plant city, his eyes shot open and he flipped forward. The act of agility caught Radcat off guard, prompting a quiet hiss from the cat?s throat. Not quiet enough. The old man shot a glare towards the feline and, from nowhere, produced a metal staff to thrust towards Rad. While the man?s actions were defined and practiced, his body was a bit out-of-date. The old man made two mistakes. The first was that he had bothered to attack Rad, and the second was choosing to do so with a metal weapon. Before the staff was within a paw?s reach of the feline, it had melted in his hands. The old man jumped back and yet out a yelp.
That was when Rad noticed the ki. It was the same one he had felt twice now. It only acted up when the old geezer woke up to keep himself from falling. Classic. It could have been some teleporting creation of evil. Rad looked this man up and down, mostly up considering his height. He probably only stood five feet tall. He brandished a grey mustache and a fading comb-over. The most shocking feature was his left eye? or lack thereof. One of his eye sockets was empty and surrounded by an odd starburst of a scar. Rad exhaled slowly.
Calm down, old man. Wouldn?t want you to have a heart attack.
?Ah! Devil cat!?
Yeah? that?s what Radcat gets for trying. The Cyclops reared back at threw one hell of a kick at Rad. The cat managed to scramble to one side, but not by a wide margin. He darted under the old man?s legs then turned, took aim, and leap through the air. The flight path landed him gently on top of the man?s head.
What the hell was that for?! The saiyan let his claws dig into the man?s scalp, but it wasn?t needed.
?Rad? You ok?? 18 and Goten came bursting through the door.
Yeah, I?m fine, Rad informed everyone present.
?What the hell?s going on here?? The old man was shaking, but other than that, didn?t move.
That?s what I?d like to know. Radcat tapped a claw on the man?s head. We?re looking for some kind of clue. Something about a civil war that happened a while ago. Care to help us out?
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