DA: C Official Sign-Ups and PS Information

[Drake]

Nursing a sore neck, among various other worn muscles, Kakarot grabbed a seat and ordered an orange juice to take his mind of the spar he?d just had with big blue. It?d been awhile since he?d been able to let loose against an opponent, not having to hold much back, but even in this place he couldn?t unleash his full power or it might end up destroying the whole restaurant- they had good fries.

?Hey there,? greeted a rather large fellow, who followed up his hello by heartily slapping the saiyajin on the back. ?I saw your fight back there, pretty good stuff if you ask me- though I can?t really say this place would put up much of a challenge for a fighter at your level.? A wide grin nearly split the man?s face in half as he sat down next to Kakarot before rummaging around in his coat for something. ?Ah, here we go,? he said as he produced a large stack of papers that had been banded together. ?Now this is something more your speed.?

He eyed the man warily. There was an unsettling aura about this stranger which left an unsettling aftertaste to the meal he had had just moments before, he?d felt this feeling before but couldn?t quite put his finger on it. ?More my speed? I?m not sure what you mean; I?m just a regular fighter- nothing special.?

The stranger chuckled, and his grin grew into a yellow grimace. ?Now, now Goku you shouldn?t be lying like that- or should I say Kakarot?? There was a mocking tone mingled in with his voice, even though it was apparent the man was trying to appear sincere.

Kakarot?s eyes slowly drew back to the persistent fellow, and in that brief moment he understood just where he?d felt such an aura before- Dante?s Abyss. ?Heh, I didn?t think you guys went around recruiting specific people.?

?We don?t.? He replied simply. ?I came here because this place is pretty good for gathering fighters, a free meal always seems to catch the rarest type- but you would know- wouldn?t you??

?Yeah I guess so,? he took a sip of his O.J. ?But you might as well go somewhere else, I?m not interested in participating in your games this time- check in during the next Dante?s Abyss.? Kakarot slammed his glass down, and rose from the chair ready to leave after he?d said his piece, but the D.A. recruiter wasn?t about to let him go so easily.

With remarkable strength, he grabbed a firm grip of the saiyajin?s forearm. ?Now, now you shouldn?t be so hasty. It?s not going to be the same as before-? He paused and that sadistic grin reappeared on his face, it almost made him appear to be a horrific clown of some sort. ?But if that?s what you wish, I understand.?

Kakarot jerked his arm free from the man?s hold, and looked down at him threateningly. ?It?s good we have an understanding then.? He replied coldly.
?Yes, I will just have to see if Goten, or Gohan would be interested in joining- they seem like up and comers. I wouldn?t be surprised if they?ve already signed up at one of our recruiting stations.?

?You?re playing a dangerous game.? His eyes narrowed, and under the glare of Kakarot?s ire the recruiter couldn?t help but sweat at the killing intent that was now surrounding him. Raised on earth or not, a saiyajin was still a saiyajin deep down. ?Sign me up,? he stated flatly. ?I hope we don?t meet again.?