05-31-2006, 05:23 PM
With a 'whoo' of nothing but pure energy, Raditzu leapt to his feet. Most payed him little attention, but a couple of his makeshift teammates shot him an awkward glare. The rest he had gotten had been more than a little refreshing. The bizarre drain that he had been feeling as a result of his ascension had long since abandoned him and he was back to being in tip top, which he was happy to display with a quick series of jabs and kicks. It was about that time that he heard an announcement from no less than their host. The blarring voice caught Raditzu completely off-guard and the warrior snapped into a defensive stance, dropping the bag he had just picked up. About halfway through the announcement, Rad allowed his guard to slack. Looking around, he realzed that he was the only one who had reacted as such.
"What's your problem?" 18 cocked an eyebrow in his direction.
"What's with the random announcement?" Rad looked around for the speakers that had conveyed the host's message, but failed to find any.
"Random? He's been doing that every six hours since the tournament started." 18 simply shook her head.
"Eh?" Raditzu screwed up his face in thought, trying to remember any such announcements. This was the first one he had actually heard. The saiyan shrugged.
The announcement that had startled him, however, had come six hours previously. This time, when the announcement came, the saiya-jin was most definitely not ready for it. Once again Raditzu was startled by the sudden upsurge of noise. With blazing speed, he whirled around, drew his nailgun and pointed it viciously at the first thing he saw move. This just so happened to be a very surprised Bra. She slapped the gun out of her face with such force that Rad was afraid she would break it.
"Are you insane?!" the teen shook her head and pushed past the long-haired wonder.
"Well... probably, to one degree or another," Rad's voice was whispy as he considered the asnwer to her question; with a shake of his head, his tone changed to one of annoyance, "but that's no reason to go breaking my gun!"
Bra acknowledged the statement only by throwing a particularly rude hand gesture over her shoulder and continuing on to their next destination. Not that anyone actually knew where their next destination was, but it certainly wasn't where they currently were. The forest had become a kind of swamp, and no one was very happy about it. Trudging through muddy... gunk... wasn't anyone's idea of a good time. Aside from Bardock and Bra, everyone broke through the edge of the swamp at roughly the same time, and everyone's gaze slowly shifted upwards. They had just emerged at the base a of mountain. With a grin, Rad checked to make sure his bag was securely over his shoulder.
"This should be fun..."
Before anyone could say so much as "eh" the long-haired saiyan had taken off. He shot up the mountain in a series of short, aimed leaps. He would come to rest on a boulder, or smooth patch of dirt, turn, then take off for the next place of decent footing. It was several leaps before he realized no one else was following. With a wave, he motioned for the others to follow before taking off again. Without saying much of anything, Bardock secured his bag, as his son had done, then vaulted up the mountain. The others soon followed suit, and the entire group made their way up the mountain in a surprisingly short amount of time. At the top, they decided to take a short break to grab some food and drink. There was a quiet rustling as everyone dug through their bags. As Raditzu was finishing his loaf of bread, he looked over to see Bardock being thrown into one of the sparse trees that dotted the mountaintop.
?What?s the matter? Getting beat up, old man??
?Shut up!? Bardock snapped as he pulled himself back to his feet.
The saiyan's son couldn't help but snicker at the sight. He had, like most others, probably underestimated Bra's strength. Who wouldn't? At first glance she was nothing more than another girl. Rad idly looked around the resting spot and noticed that that applied to over half their group. 18, Hasky, and Selipa all looked as though they were nothing more than ordinary women, and yet they were some of the last people Rad would want to meet in a dark alley. Ok... part of him wouldn't want to meet them in a dark alley. The other part... well... that was neither here nor there. As it was, sitting at the top of a mountain was probably not the wisest idea. Once again securing his bag over his side, Rad approached his father.
"Let's get going, pops. We prolly shouldn't hang 'round here too long. Know what I mean?"
"Hmmm..." Bardock looked around the mountaintop, "yeah. Where we going?"
"How about... that way!" Raditzu pointed in what appeared to be a perfectly fine direction.
Bardock simply shrugged and withdrew his compass and map. After a brief check, the saiyan elder saw no problem with that particular course of action, which Raditzu was a little too happy to hear. Before Bardock could so much as finish folding up his map, Raditzu had taken off. With a running start, the bulky saiyan warrior had taken a mighty leap from the mountain top, his mane of hair trailing behind him like some kind of bizarre cape. Everyone else simply watched and waited. It took several seconds before they heard a loud crash and, with a collective head shake, made their way down the mountain.
"What's your problem?" 18 cocked an eyebrow in his direction.
"What's with the random announcement?" Rad looked around for the speakers that had conveyed the host's message, but failed to find any.
"Random? He's been doing that every six hours since the tournament started." 18 simply shook her head.
"Eh?" Raditzu screwed up his face in thought, trying to remember any such announcements. This was the first one he had actually heard. The saiyan shrugged.
The announcement that had startled him, however, had come six hours previously. This time, when the announcement came, the saiya-jin was most definitely not ready for it. Once again Raditzu was startled by the sudden upsurge of noise. With blazing speed, he whirled around, drew his nailgun and pointed it viciously at the first thing he saw move. This just so happened to be a very surprised Bra. She slapped the gun out of her face with such force that Rad was afraid she would break it.
"Are you insane?!" the teen shook her head and pushed past the long-haired wonder.
"Well... probably, to one degree or another," Rad's voice was whispy as he considered the asnwer to her question; with a shake of his head, his tone changed to one of annoyance, "but that's no reason to go breaking my gun!"
Bra acknowledged the statement only by throwing a particularly rude hand gesture over her shoulder and continuing on to their next destination. Not that anyone actually knew where their next destination was, but it certainly wasn't where they currently were. The forest had become a kind of swamp, and no one was very happy about it. Trudging through muddy... gunk... wasn't anyone's idea of a good time. Aside from Bardock and Bra, everyone broke through the edge of the swamp at roughly the same time, and everyone's gaze slowly shifted upwards. They had just emerged at the base a of mountain. With a grin, Rad checked to make sure his bag was securely over his shoulder.
"This should be fun..."
Before anyone could say so much as "eh" the long-haired saiyan had taken off. He shot up the mountain in a series of short, aimed leaps. He would come to rest on a boulder, or smooth patch of dirt, turn, then take off for the next place of decent footing. It was several leaps before he realized no one else was following. With a wave, he motioned for the others to follow before taking off again. Without saying much of anything, Bardock secured his bag, as his son had done, then vaulted up the mountain. The others soon followed suit, and the entire group made their way up the mountain in a surprisingly short amount of time. At the top, they decided to take a short break to grab some food and drink. There was a quiet rustling as everyone dug through their bags. As Raditzu was finishing his loaf of bread, he looked over to see Bardock being thrown into one of the sparse trees that dotted the mountaintop.
?What?s the matter? Getting beat up, old man??
?Shut up!? Bardock snapped as he pulled himself back to his feet.
The saiyan's son couldn't help but snicker at the sight. He had, like most others, probably underestimated Bra's strength. Who wouldn't? At first glance she was nothing more than another girl. Rad idly looked around the resting spot and noticed that that applied to over half their group. 18, Hasky, and Selipa all looked as though they were nothing more than ordinary women, and yet they were some of the last people Rad would want to meet in a dark alley. Ok... part of him wouldn't want to meet them in a dark alley. The other part... well... that was neither here nor there. As it was, sitting at the top of a mountain was probably not the wisest idea. Once again securing his bag over his side, Rad approached his father.
"Let's get going, pops. We prolly shouldn't hang 'round here too long. Know what I mean?"
"Hmmm..." Bardock looked around the mountaintop, "yeah. Where we going?"
"How about... that way!" Raditzu pointed in what appeared to be a perfectly fine direction.
Bardock simply shrugged and withdrew his compass and map. After a brief check, the saiyan elder saw no problem with that particular course of action, which Raditzu was a little too happy to hear. Before Bardock could so much as finish folding up his map, Raditzu had taken off. With a running start, the bulky saiyan warrior had taken a mighty leap from the mountain top, his mane of hair trailing behind him like some kind of bizarre cape. Everyone else simply watched and waited. It took several seconds before they heard a loud crash and, with a collective head shake, made their way down the mountain.
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