11-24-2006, 03:43 AM
?Hmm?I see that Saiyans allow their women to fight as well,? he said as he folded his arms across his broadening chest, wanting to impress her, but she didn?t even notice his attempt.
?Well, that?s probably because us Saiyans have strong enough females to do battle with,? she replied as she relieved the bed of her presence and walked near the center of the barracks.
Gokua merely quirked a brow as he walked over to her. He could still smell the stench of a fellow alcoholic, but he rested it aside for another time; the opportunity to get to know a female soldier was much like a MasterCard: priceless. Besides, the smell of the lady was quite arousing, and it almost vanquished the stench from his nostrils, and would have if it was not for his keen sense of smell.
Celipa?s eyes ran from one room to the other, not missing a single detail of the items and people that inhabited the barrack. ?These soldiers are highly inexperienced,? she muttered as she turned to Gokua.
The alien smiled. ?I concur,? he replied. ?Being an ex-soldier myself, I know a soldier?s face when I see one, and next to no one here carries the distinct features that must be present for me to believe that they are soldiers.?
?You used to be a soldier?? Celipa asked as she gently placed her hands on her waist. ?You seem more like some washed-up gladiator to me.?
The ex-soldier chuckled lightly. ?Yeah, I was an infantry on my home planet, Pathos.? he replied as he ran his hand through his wild orange hair. ?How do you think this war will differ from ordinary ones??
?Didn?t you check your folder? It has all of the necessary information in it.? Celipa glanced at her folder, which he abandoned on the bed.
?No,? Gokua replied. ?I figured that it was nothing important, so I trashed it as soon as I came to that shitty-ass lounge.?
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OOC: Short.
?Well, that?s probably because us Saiyans have strong enough females to do battle with,? she replied as she relieved the bed of her presence and walked near the center of the barracks.
Gokua merely quirked a brow as he walked over to her. He could still smell the stench of a fellow alcoholic, but he rested it aside for another time; the opportunity to get to know a female soldier was much like a MasterCard: priceless. Besides, the smell of the lady was quite arousing, and it almost vanquished the stench from his nostrils, and would have if it was not for his keen sense of smell.
Celipa?s eyes ran from one room to the other, not missing a single detail of the items and people that inhabited the barrack. ?These soldiers are highly inexperienced,? she muttered as she turned to Gokua.
The alien smiled. ?I concur,? he replied. ?Being an ex-soldier myself, I know a soldier?s face when I see one, and next to no one here carries the distinct features that must be present for me to believe that they are soldiers.?
?You used to be a soldier?? Celipa asked as she gently placed her hands on her waist. ?You seem more like some washed-up gladiator to me.?
The ex-soldier chuckled lightly. ?Yeah, I was an infantry on my home planet, Pathos.? he replied as he ran his hand through his wild orange hair. ?How do you think this war will differ from ordinary ones??
?Didn?t you check your folder? It has all of the necessary information in it.? Celipa glanced at her folder, which he abandoned on the bed.
?No,? Gokua replied. ?I figured that it was nothing important, so I trashed it as soon as I came to that shitty-ass lounge.?
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OOC: Short.
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