05-18-2006, 04:29 PM
?Uh?? Violet, who had originally thought she was going to go have fun with Jabba the Hutt, suddenly had a change of heart. The small majin was here, something she wasn?t expecting. Always nice for surprises, wasn?t it? She thought, trudging through the ankle deep grass over to the short, pink being. His physique was that of a child, but Violet knew better, even though her experiences with him wasn?t extensive, she had an idea about him that was far from child-like.
The thing that surprised her, was that the kid was smoking. Smoking! Him! What does a bio magical construct need nicotine for anyway? Weren?t they already souped up enough? Oh, Kami?she thought. This kid sure has changed since she saw him last. It?s amazing what a few months will do. ?I guess we can?? She threw a glance over her shoulder. Thirteen had stopped following her, and instead, continued to go after Panbuukin. Good for him. Not like she wanted to hang around that fucktard all day anyway. Not without killing him, that is. Killing sounded nice.
?Splendid!? Buu replied, a paunchy smile spreading across his thin lips. His black, red rimmed eyes seemed to sparkle in amusement as they raked over her form, and Violet had thought she noticed something far different, something deeper in his expression than the boy let on. As if him speaking was any indication that something was indeed changed about him, let?s go and throw in the humor of a forty year old man, shall we?
Taking in his hand another cigarette pulled from no where (She hadn?t even bothered to pay attention), Kid placed it between his lips, lighting the end with a flicker of ki from his fingertip, and took a slow drag of smoke, expelling it through the corner of his mouth. Maybe he watched too many James Dean movies.
The Majin moved up beside her, draping one arm around her waist, since he couldn?t reach her shoulders, and motioned her towards a building not too far off. The sign read simply ?Restaurant? in bright, white painted letters on the wood panel. Below it, "Bar" had been scribbled in smaller letters. Oh, joy. Here we go again.
OOC: KB and Vi are headed to the restarant.
The thing that surprised her, was that the kid was smoking. Smoking! Him! What does a bio magical construct need nicotine for anyway? Weren?t they already souped up enough? Oh, Kami?she thought. This kid sure has changed since she saw him last. It?s amazing what a few months will do. ?I guess we can?? She threw a glance over her shoulder. Thirteen had stopped following her, and instead, continued to go after Panbuukin. Good for him. Not like she wanted to hang around that fucktard all day anyway. Not without killing him, that is. Killing sounded nice.
?Splendid!? Buu replied, a paunchy smile spreading across his thin lips. His black, red rimmed eyes seemed to sparkle in amusement as they raked over her form, and Violet had thought she noticed something far different, something deeper in his expression than the boy let on. As if him speaking was any indication that something was indeed changed about him, let?s go and throw in the humor of a forty year old man, shall we?
Taking in his hand another cigarette pulled from no where (She hadn?t even bothered to pay attention), Kid placed it between his lips, lighting the end with a flicker of ki from his fingertip, and took a slow drag of smoke, expelling it through the corner of his mouth. Maybe he watched too many James Dean movies.
The Majin moved up beside her, draping one arm around her waist, since he couldn?t reach her shoulders, and motioned her towards a building not too far off. The sign read simply ?Restaurant? in bright, white painted letters on the wood panel. Below it, "Bar" had been scribbled in smaller letters. Oh, joy. Here we go again.
OOC: KB and Vi are headed to the restarant.
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