05-27-2006, 09:31 PM
Goh simply followed behind the behmoth of a warrior known as Yamu in silence. The trouble the man spoke of, chances where he thought Goh knew nothing of what he meant. How wrong was he? He looked down to his hand, the hand that had minutes ago been holding a ki sword ready to kill his so called friend.
The transition from one location to the other in this place was hard to tell, it had smoothly and little else changd. All he could do to register the happening of it was a small beep off of the color around his neck. He turned his head slightly as he let out a deep breath. His eyes danced softly over the land scape as he debated on things. Namely what to do with Hasky if he found her.
One part of him wanted her safe, the other side.. That side wanted her dead, to lay the crushing blow to her life to make it simpler and swifter. To know that he did it not some other bastard of a fighter.
"Gohan." The flat voice of Yamu broke the silence as the hybrid was drawn to the mutant's form, then followed after his gaze. He spotted it just as he did with a quicker method. Somethign was strange thou.. His powers. Normally he would of sensed the person he saw, or at least his LEN's would of activated to register her pressence.
"It's cool." The hybrid moved ahead this time, guiding them towards the female in the distance.
"Friend of yours?" The mutant spoke stiffly, the fact that he knew nothing of the hybrid's past life before his joining of PB made thigns a bit edgey.
"Of sorts.." The hybrid raised his head, clearing his thoart. "Selipa!" His voice called over the grounds, drawing the attention of the female. He couldn't make out her facial features as he drew her attention, but he kept movign towards her as she began a small migration towards them aswell.
"Gohan." The female voice graced the hybrids ears softly as the duo came face to face with the woman. "Whos your friend?"
"Selipa, this is Yamu. Yamu, Selipa." He motioned to each in correct corrispondance, before he turned to look at her fully. "I thought you died.. Back in the tornament.." He felt mentioning that was at least a base to start a conversation off of, but he also kinda feared it, due to the darkness in his mind begging to release the assassin in him.
OOC: Bleh.. Ain't much, but it some thing. Selipa?
The transition from one location to the other in this place was hard to tell, it had smoothly and little else changd. All he could do to register the happening of it was a small beep off of the color around his neck. He turned his head slightly as he let out a deep breath. His eyes danced softly over the land scape as he debated on things. Namely what to do with Hasky if he found her.
One part of him wanted her safe, the other side.. That side wanted her dead, to lay the crushing blow to her life to make it simpler and swifter. To know that he did it not some other bastard of a fighter.
"Gohan." The flat voice of Yamu broke the silence as the hybrid was drawn to the mutant's form, then followed after his gaze. He spotted it just as he did with a quicker method. Somethign was strange thou.. His powers. Normally he would of sensed the person he saw, or at least his LEN's would of activated to register her pressence.
"It's cool." The hybrid moved ahead this time, guiding them towards the female in the distance.
"Friend of yours?" The mutant spoke stiffly, the fact that he knew nothing of the hybrid's past life before his joining of PB made thigns a bit edgey.
"Of sorts.." The hybrid raised his head, clearing his thoart. "Selipa!" His voice called over the grounds, drawing the attention of the female. He couldn't make out her facial features as he drew her attention, but he kept movign towards her as she began a small migration towards them aswell.
"Gohan." The female voice graced the hybrids ears softly as the duo came face to face with the woman. "Whos your friend?"
"Selipa, this is Yamu. Yamu, Selipa." He motioned to each in correct corrispondance, before he turned to look at her fully. "I thought you died.. Back in the tornament.." He felt mentioning that was at least a base to start a conversation off of, but he also kinda feared it, due to the darkness in his mind begging to release the assassin in him.
OOC: Bleh.. Ain't much, but it some thing. Selipa?


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