12-05-2006, 08:48 PM
"And... big finish!"
A stylish spin. Feet planted a shoulder's width apart. Left hand balled into a fist, resting just above his hip. Right arm extended forward, perfectly parallel to the ground. Right hand forming a thumb's up that was both enthusiastic and possessing a quality that could only be described as "majestic." Head turned upward, and slightly to the side. Left eyebrow cocked, and top it all off with a trademark grin. He was so good he almost scared himself.
"So," Rad dropped the pose after several seconds of holding it and turned toward the new-comers, "you guys enjoy the show?"
The saiya-jin was filled with mixed feelings about the changelings that had found him. He wasn't sure whether to pound them senseless right then and there (a saiyan's bloodlust could only be held back for so long) or pretend to be all nice and friendly and wait until they weren't suspecting the beating. He would have pondered on this for a while had he not suddenly, and with a surprisingly violent exclamation, realized that one of the changelings was none other than Koola. His normal grin twisted into a sadistic sneer and his tail twitched uncontrollably.
"Well well well... never thought I'd see you 'round here, Koola," Rad mused to himself.
It had been a while since Raditzu had had any intetaction with the changeling prince, but the saiyan wasn't about to forget someone who had had more than a slight hand in past events. It was too bad 18 wasn't there to see the changeling in his current state -- she would have enjoyed tearing him apart. Despite past difference, though, Rad himself had never really hated the changeling. He had always considered theirs as something of a professional rivalry.
"And who's your new friend here? I thought you'd still be licking Vegeta's boots." Rad chuckled to himself. "Have a falling out?"
A stylish spin. Feet planted a shoulder's width apart. Left hand balled into a fist, resting just above his hip. Right arm extended forward, perfectly parallel to the ground. Right hand forming a thumb's up that was both enthusiastic and possessing a quality that could only be described as "majestic." Head turned upward, and slightly to the side. Left eyebrow cocked, and top it all off with a trademark grin. He was so good he almost scared himself.
"So," Rad dropped the pose after several seconds of holding it and turned toward the new-comers, "you guys enjoy the show?"
The saiya-jin was filled with mixed feelings about the changelings that had found him. He wasn't sure whether to pound them senseless right then and there (a saiyan's bloodlust could only be held back for so long) or pretend to be all nice and friendly and wait until they weren't suspecting the beating. He would have pondered on this for a while had he not suddenly, and with a surprisingly violent exclamation, realized that one of the changelings was none other than Koola. His normal grin twisted into a sadistic sneer and his tail twitched uncontrollably.
"Well well well... never thought I'd see you 'round here, Koola," Rad mused to himself.
It had been a while since Raditzu had had any intetaction with the changeling prince, but the saiyan wasn't about to forget someone who had had more than a slight hand in past events. It was too bad 18 wasn't there to see the changeling in his current state -- she would have enjoyed tearing him apart. Despite past difference, though, Rad himself had never really hated the changeling. He had always considered theirs as something of a professional rivalry.
"And who's your new friend here? I thought you'd still be licking Vegeta's boots." Rad chuckled to himself. "Have a falling out?"
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