10-30-2005, 09:49 AM
Ah the wonders of sleep. It could turn even the fiercest and most powerful warriors into little more than slumbering babes. Rad would know? being a fierce and powerful warrior. The fact that he was currently a cat was irrelevant. He was sure, if the need aroused, he would be able to return to his original form and lay the proverbial smack down. Probably. Though he hadn?t actually tried returning to his original form, it couldn?t really be that hard. This was simply more on ability he needed to work on mastering. He had done this countless times? this time would be no different. All he needed was to give it some concentration and willpower. But that would come later. At the present, everyone had decided to shack up in the watchtower for the night.
Though the saiyan was fairly tired, he was also extremely hungry. His small, feline stomach gurgled lightly as he tried to curl up against 18?s bosom. This was one instance where everyone within a five mile radius should be grateful for his small stature. Had he been his normal, saiyan self, the unending growling of his stomach would be enough to wake the dead. Once they woke up, he would have to try and find something to eat, which would probably be pretty bleak. He hadn?t exactly seen any Waffle Houses on their travels across this stupid asteroid. Trying to find enough to eat to slate the hunger of a full-blooded saiyan was going to be nothing short of a tall order. Those thoughts haunted the poor Radcat as he slipped into a dreamland full of waffles and catnip.
When morning came, the long-haired wonder was roused as 18 slipped out of bed. His ears followed her light footsteps out of the room. After a moment or two of not being able to fall back to sleep, Rad hopped out of bed and went through a light stretch or two of his own. He padded across the floor and into the main room of the watchtower. Upon his arrival, 18 expressed her approval of his feline form? or lack thereof. How could he not be of use?! Even as an animal, he was Raditzu. Raditzu! The thought that anyone could even entertain the idea of him not being useful was absolutely mind-boggling. He didn?t think of himself as an animal so much as travel-size awesomeness. What could possibly be better?
The kitty-jin?s mental ramblings were interrupted as 18 went on to inform everyone that Bojack had visited the watchtower while they had been asleep. Rad recalled the green-skinned being without a shocking amount of clarity? he owed Rad a cigar. The news, however, turned out to be fairly troubling. Something about a hospital. The old man, who was still sleep-standing, probably could have told them more, but they didn?t want to stand around and waste time. If Bojack had contracted something that required medical attention, there was morbidly good chance that 18, Rad, and Goten might have contracted it as well. That thought alone was reason enough to pursue The Ader. With the fairly unanimous decision, the trio started down the ridiculously long stairway.
As they descended, Rad had more than enough time to notice Goten?s distress. One would not have to be a telepath to have noticed, but that certainly did make it that much more clear for Radcat. Not that it was really any of his business. The kid seemed? determined? Rad wasn?t sure. He was still a little new to this whole telepathic shtick. Maybe he wanted some food too. He was part saiyan, after all. He was probably pretty hungry. Though it was an unlikely conclusion, Rad stuck to it. If Goten wanted them to know what was bugging him, he would have told everyone. In the meantime, he had his own reasons for keeping quite.
What had perturbed Raditzu was 18?s mention of taking action against Stumpy. Sure, Rad wasn?t particularly fond of people manipulating him, but if he killed the host of this little game show, he probably wasn?t going to be able to win his well-deserved fame. Not that he?d ever choose that over 18. If she moved against Brim and his, Rad would be right there to back her up. Cat or not, it didn?t matter. Worst case scenario, he would have to be known as the saiyan who killed Brim. Not too shabby, really. Well? that?s all assuming that this little game was a wildly popular as Stumpy had alluded to it being. Rad was finding himself ever more dubious. He hadn?t even seen a TV camera yet. As they left the tower, Rad looked around suspiciously, hoping to catch sight of a camera he might have missed before. Nothing. Oh well.
?He can?t be that far ahead of us.? 18 checked the map as he picked up the saiyan. She was probably right. Even if he was, over taking a sickly pirate wouldn?t be too hard.
Put me down, babe. Rad struggled lightly against the android?s grip as she set him back on the ground.
?What?s up, Rad?? She looked down at the cat as she folded and stowed away the map.
Heh? you?ll see. He tried to grin, but it didn?t really come across the way he had intended it to.
Ok? this couldn?t be all that hard. He had turned himself into a cat, he would certainly be able to turn himself back into a saiyan. He was an almighty warrior that had mastered an ascension beyond Super Saiyan. Had traveled across worlds, battled against the forces of oppression, embraced evil, conquered worlds, and had even returned to life twice. What was a little shapeshifting compared to that? All it would take was a little willpower and concen-- Rad never finished that thought. He vanished under a puff of smoke, which was quickly whisked away by a light breeze. The smoke slowly revealed Raditzu, once again returned to his sexy, saiya-jin glory. 18 seemed quite pleased with the saiyan?s transformation. Goten was simply watching.
?You figured it out, eh?? The demi-saiyan asked.
?Tch? you expected anything less?? Rad flashed a cocky grin. Though, in truth, he had no idea how he turned back.
?Well,? 18 landed a small kiss on his cheek as she walked past him, ?then lets get going.?
Goten followed 18 as she leapt into the air, but Rad remained on the ground. They ascended several yards before noticing Rad hadn?t followed.
?Which way?s the hospital?? Rad yelled up to his group-mates. 18 responded by pointing. Following her arm, Rad aligned himself, then waved back up to them. ?You two fly, I?m gonna go for a little job. Need to stretch out. I only have two legs now.?
?You gonna be able to keep up?? Goten was honestly curious.
?Hahahaha? kid, you?re a hundred years too early to be asking that.? The saiyan lowered himself into a runner?s stance. An aura flared up around him as the muscles in his legs tightened. ?Group XTREME? move out!?
Without warning, and before Goten or 18 could say anything else, the saiyan was gone. It was easier to follow the trail of dust that he left in his wake. He became little more than a blur of black hair. Shaking her head, 18 shot through the air after Rad.
Though the saiyan was fairly tired, he was also extremely hungry. His small, feline stomach gurgled lightly as he tried to curl up against 18?s bosom. This was one instance where everyone within a five mile radius should be grateful for his small stature. Had he been his normal, saiyan self, the unending growling of his stomach would be enough to wake the dead. Once they woke up, he would have to try and find something to eat, which would probably be pretty bleak. He hadn?t exactly seen any Waffle Houses on their travels across this stupid asteroid. Trying to find enough to eat to slate the hunger of a full-blooded saiyan was going to be nothing short of a tall order. Those thoughts haunted the poor Radcat as he slipped into a dreamland full of waffles and catnip.
When morning came, the long-haired wonder was roused as 18 slipped out of bed. His ears followed her light footsteps out of the room. After a moment or two of not being able to fall back to sleep, Rad hopped out of bed and went through a light stretch or two of his own. He padded across the floor and into the main room of the watchtower. Upon his arrival, 18 expressed her approval of his feline form? or lack thereof. How could he not be of use?! Even as an animal, he was Raditzu. Raditzu! The thought that anyone could even entertain the idea of him not being useful was absolutely mind-boggling. He didn?t think of himself as an animal so much as travel-size awesomeness. What could possibly be better?
The kitty-jin?s mental ramblings were interrupted as 18 went on to inform everyone that Bojack had visited the watchtower while they had been asleep. Rad recalled the green-skinned being without a shocking amount of clarity? he owed Rad a cigar. The news, however, turned out to be fairly troubling. Something about a hospital. The old man, who was still sleep-standing, probably could have told them more, but they didn?t want to stand around and waste time. If Bojack had contracted something that required medical attention, there was morbidly good chance that 18, Rad, and Goten might have contracted it as well. That thought alone was reason enough to pursue The Ader. With the fairly unanimous decision, the trio started down the ridiculously long stairway.
As they descended, Rad had more than enough time to notice Goten?s distress. One would not have to be a telepath to have noticed, but that certainly did make it that much more clear for Radcat. Not that it was really any of his business. The kid seemed? determined? Rad wasn?t sure. He was still a little new to this whole telepathic shtick. Maybe he wanted some food too. He was part saiyan, after all. He was probably pretty hungry. Though it was an unlikely conclusion, Rad stuck to it. If Goten wanted them to know what was bugging him, he would have told everyone. In the meantime, he had his own reasons for keeping quite.
What had perturbed Raditzu was 18?s mention of taking action against Stumpy. Sure, Rad wasn?t particularly fond of people manipulating him, but if he killed the host of this little game show, he probably wasn?t going to be able to win his well-deserved fame. Not that he?d ever choose that over 18. If she moved against Brim and his, Rad would be right there to back her up. Cat or not, it didn?t matter. Worst case scenario, he would have to be known as the saiyan who killed Brim. Not too shabby, really. Well? that?s all assuming that this little game was a wildly popular as Stumpy had alluded to it being. Rad was finding himself ever more dubious. He hadn?t even seen a TV camera yet. As they left the tower, Rad looked around suspiciously, hoping to catch sight of a camera he might have missed before. Nothing. Oh well.
?He can?t be that far ahead of us.? 18 checked the map as he picked up the saiyan. She was probably right. Even if he was, over taking a sickly pirate wouldn?t be too hard.
Put me down, babe. Rad struggled lightly against the android?s grip as she set him back on the ground.
?What?s up, Rad?? She looked down at the cat as she folded and stowed away the map.
Heh? you?ll see. He tried to grin, but it didn?t really come across the way he had intended it to.
Ok? this couldn?t be all that hard. He had turned himself into a cat, he would certainly be able to turn himself back into a saiyan. He was an almighty warrior that had mastered an ascension beyond Super Saiyan. Had traveled across worlds, battled against the forces of oppression, embraced evil, conquered worlds, and had even returned to life twice. What was a little shapeshifting compared to that? All it would take was a little willpower and concen-- Rad never finished that thought. He vanished under a puff of smoke, which was quickly whisked away by a light breeze. The smoke slowly revealed Raditzu, once again returned to his sexy, saiya-jin glory. 18 seemed quite pleased with the saiyan?s transformation. Goten was simply watching.
?You figured it out, eh?? The demi-saiyan asked.
?Tch? you expected anything less?? Rad flashed a cocky grin. Though, in truth, he had no idea how he turned back.
?Well,? 18 landed a small kiss on his cheek as she walked past him, ?then lets get going.?
Goten followed 18 as she leapt into the air, but Rad remained on the ground. They ascended several yards before noticing Rad hadn?t followed.
?Which way?s the hospital?? Rad yelled up to his group-mates. 18 responded by pointing. Following her arm, Rad aligned himself, then waved back up to them. ?You two fly, I?m gonna go for a little job. Need to stretch out. I only have two legs now.?
?You gonna be able to keep up?? Goten was honestly curious.
?Hahahaha? kid, you?re a hundred years too early to be asking that.? The saiyan lowered himself into a runner?s stance. An aura flared up around him as the muscles in his legs tightened. ?Group XTREME? move out!?
Without warning, and before Goten or 18 could say anything else, the saiyan was gone. It was easier to follow the trail of dust that he left in his wake. He became little more than a blur of black hair. Shaking her head, 18 shot through the air after Rad.
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