05-18-2006, 09:40 AM
Bardock chewed noisily and without any refinement. Black-clad Synex soldiers marched in, lining the walls in a dark, menacing shroud. The saiyan followed the flamboyant voice articulating the specifics of the collar demonstration. Bar paid very minimal attention to the words, and with nothing but sheer apathy. It was nothing he hadn?t heard before. That is, until the actual punishment was verified. A little explosion emitted from the collar. Chunks of the man?s throat were ripped free of their resting place, sending sprays of blood spurting across the room. Splatters of crimson landed on a wave of onlookers.
That?s new.
Before, Bardock clearly remembered that you would get what was fondly referred to as ?dusted,? in which your entire body was reduced to ash. And at that, you died for real. That was a serious letdown. It took all the fun out of killing knowing they weren?t really going to die. What a joke. The Synex had gone soft, lost their edge. The ape didn?t care much that he couldn?t fly, or was only allowed two of his abilities. He only needed one to get the job done. Bardock returned to his food, having already eliminated half of the ingestible goodness before him.
?So if there are more like me, then that means I have a better chance of finding my parents?? Goku Junior spoke again.
?You got it, kid,? Bardock answered, glancing down at the little fighter before continuing his ravenous consumption. GJ finally took an interest in something other than the older saiya-jin. Bar knew he wasn?t treating the kid right, but this wasn?t the time or the place to be handling a situation like this. Besides, the seasoned warrior figured it would be better for the tyke to associate with another saiya-jin?any other saiyan. Bardock had long since decided he had nothing to offer to anyone.
He was in mid-swallow when another person stormed the scene.
?Heya, Pops. Long time, no see,? Raditzu greeted, slapping Bardock?s back forcefully. The gesture caused the latter to momentarily choke before he could force down the lump of masticated grub.
?Hey Rad,? Gohan welcomed, weaving through the crowd. His outfit was now speckled with blood. ?How?s things??
Bardock?s grandson motioned for a round of drinks, and the elder saiyan happily dumped out the contents of that horrendous diet Coke on the floor without any regard as to who was going to have to clean it up.
?Still alive?? Bardock gestured to Raditzu.
?Unfortunately,? the longhaired fighter grinned. ?I could say the same of you.?
?You?re missing something,? Bar noted. Rad just shrugged in a What can you do? expression. This caused the spiky-haired soldier to laugh.
The drinks arrived. Bardock grabbed his glass and motioned upwards. All three clinked their glasses and tipped back, a subtle token of solidarity. The patriarch of the family turned to the youngest.
?So, like I said, how?s it, Gohan??
He didn?t know why, but there was something unsettling that he sensed about the teenager. His eyes in the brief fit of anger had given a flicker, a mere glimmer of it, away. Bardock had a great deal of inadequacies, but he was tired of running from them.
That?s new.
Before, Bardock clearly remembered that you would get what was fondly referred to as ?dusted,? in which your entire body was reduced to ash. And at that, you died for real. That was a serious letdown. It took all the fun out of killing knowing they weren?t really going to die. What a joke. The Synex had gone soft, lost their edge. The ape didn?t care much that he couldn?t fly, or was only allowed two of his abilities. He only needed one to get the job done. Bardock returned to his food, having already eliminated half of the ingestible goodness before him.
?So if there are more like me, then that means I have a better chance of finding my parents?? Goku Junior spoke again.
?You got it, kid,? Bardock answered, glancing down at the little fighter before continuing his ravenous consumption. GJ finally took an interest in something other than the older saiya-jin. Bar knew he wasn?t treating the kid right, but this wasn?t the time or the place to be handling a situation like this. Besides, the seasoned warrior figured it would be better for the tyke to associate with another saiya-jin?any other saiyan. Bardock had long since decided he had nothing to offer to anyone.
He was in mid-swallow when another person stormed the scene.
?Heya, Pops. Long time, no see,? Raditzu greeted, slapping Bardock?s back forcefully. The gesture caused the latter to momentarily choke before he could force down the lump of masticated grub.
?Hey Rad,? Gohan welcomed, weaving through the crowd. His outfit was now speckled with blood. ?How?s things??
Bardock?s grandson motioned for a round of drinks, and the elder saiyan happily dumped out the contents of that horrendous diet Coke on the floor without any regard as to who was going to have to clean it up.
?Still alive?? Bardock gestured to Raditzu.
?Unfortunately,? the longhaired fighter grinned. ?I could say the same of you.?
?You?re missing something,? Bar noted. Rad just shrugged in a What can you do? expression. This caused the spiky-haired soldier to laugh.
The drinks arrived. Bardock grabbed his glass and motioned upwards. All three clinked their glasses and tipped back, a subtle token of solidarity. The patriarch of the family turned to the youngest.
?So, like I said, how?s it, Gohan??
He didn?t know why, but there was something unsettling that he sensed about the teenager. His eyes in the brief fit of anger had given a flicker, a mere glimmer of it, away. Bardock had a great deal of inadequacies, but he was tired of running from them.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
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