10-25-2005, 03:31 AM
"I?m fine, damn devil cat scared me." The man's deep shaky breath inhaled into his chest before exhaling, though the whole conversation grew less on the hybrid youth then it did on the other two. Retreating away to a large window near the far end of the room looking out the barren landscape that spanned the length of a desolate horizon.
?Well, now that that?s over with.? Spoke the elder, still trembling from the assault. ?You asked about the war, eh??
"Mmhm... Interesting topic." The hybrid held little interest to the discussion; thinking as though they were speaking of what had happened the last time this game was played.
"Yeah, we?re playing some stupid game by a guy named Brim..." 18's voice trailed off like a dimming light, Goten's eyes eased slightly while his forehead pressed gently upon the cold glass of the window. Thoughts seeming to swim in a void as the whole event of sitting down to an old man's stories bored him to no end, though it wasn't as though he didn't have any respect for the elder. There was a foreshadowing on the whole concept of this structure. Its height... visibility... randomly convenient location... all of it exactly after the group had escaped from what seemed like forever darkness. The halfling was probably just paranoid and quiet possibly hungry as his stomach had been giving him constant kicks in the side for some food.
"That?s Goten," Eighteen brought the sound Saiyan back from the mixture of starving and being overly cautious, moving away from the window to turn to her with a red mark where he had been leaning against upon his forehead. "And I?m Android 18. We?re looking for clues about the war, and why it happened." She paused. "I'm also curious as to why you?re here, and this place is so untouched."
"Is he a metal binder?" Talk ceased for a moment as the group turned to cast a glance at the demi Saiya-jin who instantly took note of the attention. "There was another ki spike... especially after Rad barged in, felt like it." Again all that was perceived from the collection of beings was a stare, the hybrid giving little more then a shrug before turning back to the window from which he was staring out. "Just a thought."
Again, returning to the curiosity of staring out into the landscape. Separated from the nature and wonder of this comet-gone-battlefield by nothing more then a slab of glass, for the moment...
?Well, now that that?s over with.? Spoke the elder, still trembling from the assault. ?You asked about the war, eh??
"Mmhm... Interesting topic." The hybrid held little interest to the discussion; thinking as though they were speaking of what had happened the last time this game was played.
"Yeah, we?re playing some stupid game by a guy named Brim..." 18's voice trailed off like a dimming light, Goten's eyes eased slightly while his forehead pressed gently upon the cold glass of the window. Thoughts seeming to swim in a void as the whole event of sitting down to an old man's stories bored him to no end, though it wasn't as though he didn't have any respect for the elder. There was a foreshadowing on the whole concept of this structure. Its height... visibility... randomly convenient location... all of it exactly after the group had escaped from what seemed like forever darkness. The halfling was probably just paranoid and quiet possibly hungry as his stomach had been giving him constant kicks in the side for some food.
"That?s Goten," Eighteen brought the sound Saiyan back from the mixture of starving and being overly cautious, moving away from the window to turn to her with a red mark where he had been leaning against upon his forehead. "And I?m Android 18. We?re looking for clues about the war, and why it happened." She paused. "I'm also curious as to why you?re here, and this place is so untouched."
"Is he a metal binder?" Talk ceased for a moment as the group turned to cast a glance at the demi Saiya-jin who instantly took note of the attention. "There was another ki spike... especially after Rad barged in, felt like it." Again all that was perceived from the collection of beings was a stare, the hybrid giving little more then a shrug before turning back to the window from which he was staring out. "Just a thought."
Again, returning to the curiosity of staring out into the landscape. Separated from the nature and wonder of this comet-gone-battlefield by nothing more then a slab of glass, for the moment...