05-27-2006, 04:34 AM
Garlic fell back on his hindquarters and looked at the corpse he had helped create. Or what should have been a corpse. There wasn?t really anything left but scorched earth. His deep breaths did nothing to stop the grin from curling his lips.
?We got him. But... man I?ve never been this tired after transforming before.? He glanced up at the baby blue sky and laughed. ?But damn if it wasn?t fun!? The goblin leaned back on the dirt and rubbed his midget hand over the glossy guitar. They were vulnerable now. He knew it. But the post kill euphoria hadn?t yet faded, and Garlic always tried to soak up as much of it as possible. Picking at the stings one by one Garlic let loose a monotonic tune. The rest felt the fatigue too and sat down to listen.
?We really should get moving,? Trunks muttered halfheartedly after a moment. Garlic?s hand hesitated over the strings.
?I agree,? 13 nodded, ?if we stay too still too long we?re dead.? The goblin snorted. He was too damn tired. Feeling the strain in each muscle he rose to his feet and looked around. They were all sitting in their own crater
?Well, wrinkly boy? Mr. Roboto? Do you think we should move?? They both shrugged, but got to their feet.
?Just a little bit maybe. In case someone took notice of that ki we put off.? Hellfighter sounded drained too, even if he was part machine. Garlic didn?t want to override their choice, mostly because he didn?t want to act like the leader, as much as he knew he deserved that position. They were still unknown, though, and he didn?t want a dagger in his back.
?Okay then! Onward! I shall quicken our pace with a little diddly I call ?Jingle Bells? ? He really needed to learn some new songs.
?We got him. But... man I?ve never been this tired after transforming before.? He glanced up at the baby blue sky and laughed. ?But damn if it wasn?t fun!? The goblin leaned back on the dirt and rubbed his midget hand over the glossy guitar. They were vulnerable now. He knew it. But the post kill euphoria hadn?t yet faded, and Garlic always tried to soak up as much of it as possible. Picking at the stings one by one Garlic let loose a monotonic tune. The rest felt the fatigue too and sat down to listen.
?We really should get moving,? Trunks muttered halfheartedly after a moment. Garlic?s hand hesitated over the strings.
?I agree,? 13 nodded, ?if we stay too still too long we?re dead.? The goblin snorted. He was too damn tired. Feeling the strain in each muscle he rose to his feet and looked around. They were all sitting in their own crater
?Well, wrinkly boy? Mr. Roboto? Do you think we should move?? They both shrugged, but got to their feet.
?Just a little bit maybe. In case someone took notice of that ki we put off.? Hellfighter sounded drained too, even if he was part machine. Garlic didn?t want to override their choice, mostly because he didn?t want to act like the leader, as much as he knew he deserved that position. They were still unknown, though, and he didn?t want a dagger in his back.
?Okay then! Onward! I shall quicken our pace with a little diddly I call ?Jingle Bells? ? He really needed to learn some new songs.
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