06-01-2006, 05:37 AM
The smaller Majin had pulled the trigger on the Sniper Rifle, blowing a hole through the massively strong android before them. His stomach erupted and he suddenly stopped his assualt, looking down in shock at his internal circuitry and organs intermingling.
Reijin took advantage of the moment to grab Vejita's arm and pull him to his feet. "NOW!" he yelled. Bujin had been the perfect tool, completing his task till his dying breath. Reijin's only regret was that he could not have killed the runt himself in the moment of chaos, but for the moment he had to get them away.
The two of them immediately ran quickly away from the group, Reijin throwing out his hand to telekinetically grab the Sniper Rifle as well as the vest and hammer from Bujin's corpse as he slowly faded away from life. As soon as he felt a connection, he turned to find his Saibaman. The green creature was dancing side to side while waving his fingers in his ears at them, sticking out his tongue. Reijin growled and it spun around and followed the group. He cast a glare at the group as he same idea struck them; save the conclusion for a better time.
A short time later, the three of them collapsed from exhaustion in the dirt. Reijin rolled over onto his back and watched as the after noon sun slowly faded to dusk. "Fuck!" he exclaimed. "They got the jump on us!" His head rolled to look at his friend.
The King was breathing slowly, not near as tired as Reijin was, but was grasping his wrist painfully. "I think I broke my wrist!" he growled. He looked Reijin in the eyes with a bloodthirsty look on his face. "Just what the hell did you attack my son for?"
Reijin rolled to an upright position, but immediately fell back to his side, laying in the grass with little energy. "Its a competition! You are a fool if you think that he wouldn't have attacked us. If I recall, they attacked US, remember?"
Vejita growled in anger, but couldn't think of any way around it. Reijin was right. He still didn't like it. "Metal Koola didn't make it either..."
Reijin rolled his eyes. "Only those that deserve to live have done so. They were obviously too weak to do what it took to live." He heard his accomplice angrily growl at his cold comment, but he didn't care. He was too tired. It was only moments before he fell asleep where he lay, grumbling weakly about their losses being due to other's incompetence...
Hours later, he awoke to hear a howl across the night sky. He slowly pushed himself to his feet and looked around, to see Saiba curled into a ball sleeping at his feet with his King still sleeping to the side. He slowly pulled himself to his feet and walked over to Vejita's side. Using the knowledge that he had gained from his Healing Technique, he could see the external signs of Vejita's wrist truely being broken.
He kneeled down and grabbed the wrist of his King, immediately inciting a howl of pain from him. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" he howled. As soon as the words escaped his mouth, he realized what he was saying and quickly stifled his words, trying hard not to show outward signs of pain. "Leave me alone. Its just a scratch, fool!"
Reijin glared him in the eye. "Bullshit. Now shut the hell up and stay still." With every defiant word from the King he squeezed tighter on the hand to bring obedience. His other hand trailed into his clothing and pulled forth the Med Kit that he'd gotten from Olibu before. He deftly opened it and pulled out a roll of medical tape, along with a tight wrap. Laying the items on the ground next to him, he pulled out a small syringe. "Heh... A local anesthetic," he smiled. Whether or not Vejita admitted it, he'd appreciate this pain killer.
The sight of the needle brought a wide eye from the shorter Saiyan, but he was unable to move quickly enough to prevent the needle from entering his wrist, quickly releasing a numbing fluid into his broken limb. Removing it, Reijin tossed it to the ground, throwing a tight wrap around the hand. Moments later, he'd taped it up perfectly. "You should have full use of it by morning. I think that it will still hurt, but this anesthetic should keep you painless till for at least a week, which is more time than we need."
The royal warrior glowered at his ally. "I don't need this," he stated simply, at odds with his manhood.
Reijin simply pushed him back to the ground and walked back to the Saibaman. "Shut your hole and quit bitching. I am too exhausted from that fight to stay awake. I don't need to listen to your complaints." His head was pouring sweat from his tiredness, and he suddenly fell to his knees. The fight had taken a lot more from him than he knew. The void consumed him a moment later, and he collapsed to the ground, oblivious to anything around them.
EDIT: Used final charge on med kit for Vejita's wound, should remove it and make it simply a story wound.
Reijin took advantage of the moment to grab Vejita's arm and pull him to his feet. "NOW!" he yelled. Bujin had been the perfect tool, completing his task till his dying breath. Reijin's only regret was that he could not have killed the runt himself in the moment of chaos, but for the moment he had to get them away.
The two of them immediately ran quickly away from the group, Reijin throwing out his hand to telekinetically grab the Sniper Rifle as well as the vest and hammer from Bujin's corpse as he slowly faded away from life. As soon as he felt a connection, he turned to find his Saibaman. The green creature was dancing side to side while waving his fingers in his ears at them, sticking out his tongue. Reijin growled and it spun around and followed the group. He cast a glare at the group as he same idea struck them; save the conclusion for a better time.
A short time later, the three of them collapsed from exhaustion in the dirt. Reijin rolled over onto his back and watched as the after noon sun slowly faded to dusk. "Fuck!" he exclaimed. "They got the jump on us!" His head rolled to look at his friend.
The King was breathing slowly, not near as tired as Reijin was, but was grasping his wrist painfully. "I think I broke my wrist!" he growled. He looked Reijin in the eyes with a bloodthirsty look on his face. "Just what the hell did you attack my son for?"
Reijin rolled to an upright position, but immediately fell back to his side, laying in the grass with little energy. "Its a competition! You are a fool if you think that he wouldn't have attacked us. If I recall, they attacked US, remember?"
Vejita growled in anger, but couldn't think of any way around it. Reijin was right. He still didn't like it. "Metal Koola didn't make it either..."
Reijin rolled his eyes. "Only those that deserve to live have done so. They were obviously too weak to do what it took to live." He heard his accomplice angrily growl at his cold comment, but he didn't care. He was too tired. It was only moments before he fell asleep where he lay, grumbling weakly about their losses being due to other's incompetence...
Hours later, he awoke to hear a howl across the night sky. He slowly pushed himself to his feet and looked around, to see Saiba curled into a ball sleeping at his feet with his King still sleeping to the side. He slowly pulled himself to his feet and walked over to Vejita's side. Using the knowledge that he had gained from his Healing Technique, he could see the external signs of Vejita's wrist truely being broken.
He kneeled down and grabbed the wrist of his King, immediately inciting a howl of pain from him. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" he howled. As soon as the words escaped his mouth, he realized what he was saying and quickly stifled his words, trying hard not to show outward signs of pain. "Leave me alone. Its just a scratch, fool!"
Reijin glared him in the eye. "Bullshit. Now shut the hell up and stay still." With every defiant word from the King he squeezed tighter on the hand to bring obedience. His other hand trailed into his clothing and pulled forth the Med Kit that he'd gotten from Olibu before. He deftly opened it and pulled out a roll of medical tape, along with a tight wrap. Laying the items on the ground next to him, he pulled out a small syringe. "Heh... A local anesthetic," he smiled. Whether or not Vejita admitted it, he'd appreciate this pain killer.
The sight of the needle brought a wide eye from the shorter Saiyan, but he was unable to move quickly enough to prevent the needle from entering his wrist, quickly releasing a numbing fluid into his broken limb. Removing it, Reijin tossed it to the ground, throwing a tight wrap around the hand. Moments later, he'd taped it up perfectly. "You should have full use of it by morning. I think that it will still hurt, but this anesthetic should keep you painless till for at least a week, which is more time than we need."
The royal warrior glowered at his ally. "I don't need this," he stated simply, at odds with his manhood.
Reijin simply pushed him back to the ground and walked back to the Saibaman. "Shut your hole and quit bitching. I am too exhausted from that fight to stay awake. I don't need to listen to your complaints." His head was pouring sweat from his tiredness, and he suddenly fell to his knees. The fight had taken a lot more from him than he knew. The void consumed him a moment later, and he collapsed to the ground, oblivious to anything around them.
EDIT: Used final charge on med kit for Vejita's wound, should remove it and make it simply a story wound.
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"I'm gonna fuck that unicorrrrrn"

