05-31-2006, 05:34 PM
The human girl was now feeling much better, although still injured and frail she was able to gather the strength to thank the Saiya-jin. Selipa although not breaking out into huge conversation with the human she acknowledged what she had said by a small gesture.
Now was the point of reflection as Yamu helped Hasky and the Saiya-jin walked slightly ahead of the group. Had she done the right thing? She didn?t seem to think as she assisted the human with her medical kit. As she looked upon the injured girl her hand moved at its own will, something deeper inside her controlling her movement.
What was the force, she knew not, that made her do such a deed? She had always hated humans the most out of all the beings placed in the heavily stars of the cosmos. In her past the human race always seemed to be the core of some kind of evil yet now she found herself helping one. A weak, pathetic human.
?Selipa?I wish to offer you something as a sign of gratitude and respect.? The female fighter eyes him suspiciously as he procured a small amount of the group?s water. ?When I was a gladiator we has a warrior from Garunth IX be captured. We talked for nights about his people and home world until I was forced to kill him in the Pits. When they went to battle they had a ritual that they had inherited form when they were primitive cannibals. They thought that by sharing a piece of themselves, they would share each other?s power.?
Her thoughts broken apart by the words of the mutant Yamu. Her gaze no longer endless but placed upon his eyes. His deep dark eyes as he expressed gratitude towards her. However as he spoke could she not help but think. Had she changed? Was she opening up to people, but why, merely why with a human and as Yamu spoke to her did it not help. His words where so strong, the might of his life, his past moving her inner being. His actions, passionate, as he preformed the ritual.
The Saiya-jin found such honour and grace in the proceedings as soon did she find three of her own crimson red blood drops descending to the cap and at that point did her eyes grow wide. The answer had come to her, the reason to her uncontrollable actions.
Slowly did her lips part and shift ?I love a human.? Whispered ever so low the sounds of her discovery. Her mind darting to a memory of the Hellfigher machine. She found herself no longer hating humans, or holding anything against them
Her sight once more now focousing on the cap as the next move was that of the mutant. There was no stepping back from what was going to happen, with an open mind and heart she valued the mutants actions as a friend for all periods in the worst of times and the best.
OOC: I was posting this while Rad did as well, it does not change anything.
Now was the point of reflection as Yamu helped Hasky and the Saiya-jin walked slightly ahead of the group. Had she done the right thing? She didn?t seem to think as she assisted the human with her medical kit. As she looked upon the injured girl her hand moved at its own will, something deeper inside her controlling her movement.
What was the force, she knew not, that made her do such a deed? She had always hated humans the most out of all the beings placed in the heavily stars of the cosmos. In her past the human race always seemed to be the core of some kind of evil yet now she found herself helping one. A weak, pathetic human.
?Selipa?I wish to offer you something as a sign of gratitude and respect.? The female fighter eyes him suspiciously as he procured a small amount of the group?s water. ?When I was a gladiator we has a warrior from Garunth IX be captured. We talked for nights about his people and home world until I was forced to kill him in the Pits. When they went to battle they had a ritual that they had inherited form when they were primitive cannibals. They thought that by sharing a piece of themselves, they would share each other?s power.?
Her thoughts broken apart by the words of the mutant Yamu. Her gaze no longer endless but placed upon his eyes. His deep dark eyes as he expressed gratitude towards her. However as he spoke could she not help but think. Had she changed? Was she opening up to people, but why, merely why with a human and as Yamu spoke to her did it not help. His words where so strong, the might of his life, his past moving her inner being. His actions, passionate, as he preformed the ritual.
The Saiya-jin found such honour and grace in the proceedings as soon did she find three of her own crimson red blood drops descending to the cap and at that point did her eyes grow wide. The answer had come to her, the reason to her uncontrollable actions.
Slowly did her lips part and shift ?I love a human.? Whispered ever so low the sounds of her discovery. Her mind darting to a memory of the Hellfigher machine. She found herself no longer hating humans, or holding anything against them
Her sight once more now focousing on the cap as the next move was that of the mutant. There was no stepping back from what was going to happen, with an open mind and heart she valued the mutants actions as a friend for all periods in the worst of times and the best.
OOC: I was posting this while Rad did as well, it does not change anything.