05-16-2006, 04:45 AM
Piles of black hair littered the small sink as a few more strains fluttered down into the basin... turning his head up into the mirror, the young hybrid had given himself quiet a change of style. With a few adjustments here and there he had now managed a look still with the lengthy bit of a mane he had taken up from his time spent with a certain relative, only now the more distinct look rather then bushy. Pleased with himself, the Saiyan left the washroom and returned outside where quiet the line was forming.
"Huh." Signs littering the room everywhere read that which he remembered very clearly... Dante's Abyss. After a bastard of a wait in line the youth had managed his way to one of the interviewers in wait behind the small folding desk.
"Name?" She had a nice enough tone considering the sort of hell she had been signing people up for.
"Goten." The youth said and, without warning, a quick flash cause small dots to dance in front of his vision.
"Alright, Goten, if you would please step into the room behind me we will begin a quick recording of what you have to offer DA." Smiling sweetly she shoed him off towards the door.
Upon entering came the annoying white glow of an interrogation room... most likely used by security for those cavity searches. The hybrid was met walking into the room by a man holding a pretty bulky piece of hardware, probably a camera.
"Okay, sir, if you'll give me a brief glance at what you have to offer you can be on your way to the tournament grounds."
"Hm... well," He took a few strides forward so he was in the center of the room, turning to look into the rolling camera.
"First I was planning on giving'm a couple of these!" Putting up his fists, he punched towards the camera.
"A few of these!" Swinging his arms up to simulate an upper cut made him look like a full fledged loser.
"And finally, if I get caught in a corner, this..." In a bound, Goten grabbed the man with one hand and his recorder by the other. Holding both steady the Saiyan kept the camera trained upon his face, slowly energy began twisting about the base of the room... roving faster and faster; eyes fading into a near complete white while the youth grinned wickedly into the viewer of the camera till finally! He stopped.
"Th-th-that'll do, s-sir..." Shivering, the man opened the door out as halfling strode past with a simple smile and was directed towards the nearest teleporter to DA.
"Huh." Signs littering the room everywhere read that which he remembered very clearly... Dante's Abyss. After a bastard of a wait in line the youth had managed his way to one of the interviewers in wait behind the small folding desk.
"Name?" She had a nice enough tone considering the sort of hell she had been signing people up for.
"Goten." The youth said and, without warning, a quick flash cause small dots to dance in front of his vision.
"Alright, Goten, if you would please step into the room behind me we will begin a quick recording of what you have to offer DA." Smiling sweetly she shoed him off towards the door.
Upon entering came the annoying white glow of an interrogation room... most likely used by security for those cavity searches. The hybrid was met walking into the room by a man holding a pretty bulky piece of hardware, probably a camera.
"Okay, sir, if you'll give me a brief glance at what you have to offer you can be on your way to the tournament grounds."
"Hm... well," He took a few strides forward so he was in the center of the room, turning to look into the rolling camera.
"First I was planning on giving'm a couple of these!" Putting up his fists, he punched towards the camera.
"A few of these!" Swinging his arms up to simulate an upper cut made him look like a full fledged loser.
"And finally, if I get caught in a corner, this..." In a bound, Goten grabbed the man with one hand and his recorder by the other. Holding both steady the Saiyan kept the camera trained upon his face, slowly energy began twisting about the base of the room... roving faster and faster; eyes fading into a near complete white while the youth grinned wickedly into the viewer of the camera till finally! He stopped.
"Th-th-that'll do, s-sir..." Shivering, the man opened the door out as halfling strode past with a simple smile and was directed towards the nearest teleporter to DA.