05-23-2006, 08:39 PM
OOC: I?m going over to meet the ?new? Bra. =o
?Well then,? retaliated Thirteen, frustrated with the rest of the group?s lack of caring. ?Any other suggestions?? he asked, lying down onto the bed. Seventeen rolled his eyes at the fellow android, thinking he was a bit too dramatic. The rest of the group began into conversation again, but the hell fighter decided to stay out of it this time; he was becoming bored with the introductions and catching up.
He looked towards the entrance and saw two people walk in. The first, a male with black hair, appearing to be a saiya-jin with battleworn eyes, and the second was a woman, The female didn?t have that battle-scarred look to her that most other saiyans wore, but she seem to be a fighter. Her face and well-developed upper chest gave it away that she was a woman, but her impurity-free face said she was still young.
He thought the woman looked familiar, especially with the turquoise hair. Deciding that it would be more enjoyable to find out who she was than it would be to just stand around, he began to walk towards the female. The saiyan and the blue-haired woman started a conversation just a little bit before he got there, but Seventeen decided to cut in, anyway. ?Hello,? he broke in, summoning gazes from the both of them. He turned to the princess?s confused face. ?You look awfully familiar?who are you?? The woman looked to Reijin and then back at the humanoid.
?I?m. . .Bra,? she said, raising an eyebrow.
?Really?! What happened to you?? he questioned, looking up and down her body once more.
?Uhh,? she began, weary of answering. ?Who are you??
The hell fighter?s eyes widened, surprised at this. ?I?, Seventeen?don?t you remember?? The girl looked at him blankly. ?We last saw each in the hospital on Friend or Foe II.?
?I remember Friend or Foe, but some things are still a bit hazy.?
?Well,? began Seventeen, trying to force back a grin, but horrible failing. ?Maybe this will jog your memory!? He extended his right foot, giving him the chance to be slightly behind the female, and while doing so he grabbed the back of her bra, pulled back, and released. Her head immediately jerked up and back, nearly hitting Seventeen?she was sorry she missed.
?Well then,? retaliated Thirteen, frustrated with the rest of the group?s lack of caring. ?Any other suggestions?? he asked, lying down onto the bed. Seventeen rolled his eyes at the fellow android, thinking he was a bit too dramatic. The rest of the group began into conversation again, but the hell fighter decided to stay out of it this time; he was becoming bored with the introductions and catching up.
He looked towards the entrance and saw two people walk in. The first, a male with black hair, appearing to be a saiya-jin with battleworn eyes, and the second was a woman, The female didn?t have that battle-scarred look to her that most other saiyans wore, but she seem to be a fighter. Her face and well-developed upper chest gave it away that she was a woman, but her impurity-free face said she was still young.
He thought the woman looked familiar, especially with the turquoise hair. Deciding that it would be more enjoyable to find out who she was than it would be to just stand around, he began to walk towards the female. The saiyan and the blue-haired woman started a conversation just a little bit before he got there, but Seventeen decided to cut in, anyway. ?Hello,? he broke in, summoning gazes from the both of them. He turned to the princess?s confused face. ?You look awfully familiar?who are you?? The woman looked to Reijin and then back at the humanoid.
?I?m. . .Bra,? she said, raising an eyebrow.
?Really?! What happened to you?? he questioned, looking up and down her body once more.
?Uhh,? she began, weary of answering. ?Who are you??
The hell fighter?s eyes widened, surprised at this. ?I?, Seventeen?don?t you remember?? The girl looked at him blankly. ?We last saw each in the hospital on Friend or Foe II.?
?I remember Friend or Foe, but some things are still a bit hazy.?
?Well,? began Seventeen, trying to force back a grin, but horrible failing. ?Maybe this will jog your memory!? He extended his right foot, giving him the chance to be slightly behind the female, and while doing so he grabbed the back of her bra, pulled back, and released. Her head immediately jerked up and back, nearly hitting Seventeen?she was sorry she missed.
"We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl."
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