05-24-2007, 06:03 AM
The blissful ignorance of sleep did not last long. A cold sensation swept over the unconscious saiya-jin. Countless droplets of icy water plastered the half of his body that wasn?t submerged in the fountain that was now overflowing.
He grunted once or twice, his face twitching with new awareness. But the only thing Bardock had to wake up to was pain. His chest seized for a moment?only a moment.
?Auuuuuughhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!? he roared to the clouds above, his mouth filling with rainwater. A sopping wet hand reached up and clutched the left side of his face. His skin met with a horrible burning. Reflexively, he tried opening his eyes. Only one could obey the command. A single coal pupil frantically twitched about. Bardock squeezed it shut again and screamed through clenched teeth, water dripping through his lips.
He slowly stood, stumbling, clutching his now useless eye. His boots sloshed through the fountain until the fighter was able to swing himself out of it. The screaming had died down to a mere painful breathing, as he worked to get himself under control. The fighter glanced around quickly, checking to make sure no one was still around. Sheets of silver obscured what was left of his vision. It would be best if he sought shelter.
Grabbing his abandoned bag, he raced towards the nearest building?any building. What he ended up bursting into was a mausoleum, and he slammed the door behind him. Dimly lit lights hummed overhead, proving a faint source of luminescence.
Bardock slid against a wall, breathing heavily. He gingerly took his hand off his scarred face. No blood. The flesh wounds had cauterized, but what was once a sharp pupil full of pride had dulled over in milky whiteness.
He slammed his fist into the marble floor. He wasn?t going to see out of it again.
His golden opportunity coupled with impatience had crippled him, handicapping his chances. He ran a hand through his ebony hair, spraying the surrounding area with residual moisture.
Time to rethink this.
Rest and recuperation was in order, both physically and mentally. He had all day to revise a new game plan. While his eye no longer functioned, it wouldn?t be enough to stop him.
He grunted once or twice, his face twitching with new awareness. But the only thing Bardock had to wake up to was pain. His chest seized for a moment?only a moment.
?Auuuuuughhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!? he roared to the clouds above, his mouth filling with rainwater. A sopping wet hand reached up and clutched the left side of his face. His skin met with a horrible burning. Reflexively, he tried opening his eyes. Only one could obey the command. A single coal pupil frantically twitched about. Bardock squeezed it shut again and screamed through clenched teeth, water dripping through his lips.
He slowly stood, stumbling, clutching his now useless eye. His boots sloshed through the fountain until the fighter was able to swing himself out of it. The screaming had died down to a mere painful breathing, as he worked to get himself under control. The fighter glanced around quickly, checking to make sure no one was still around. Sheets of silver obscured what was left of his vision. It would be best if he sought shelter.
Grabbing his abandoned bag, he raced towards the nearest building?any building. What he ended up bursting into was a mausoleum, and he slammed the door behind him. Dimly lit lights hummed overhead, proving a faint source of luminescence.
Bardock slid against a wall, breathing heavily. He gingerly took his hand off his scarred face. No blood. The flesh wounds had cauterized, but what was once a sharp pupil full of pride had dulled over in milky whiteness.
He slammed his fist into the marble floor. He wasn?t going to see out of it again.
His golden opportunity coupled with impatience had crippled him, handicapping his chances. He ran a hand through his ebony hair, spraying the surrounding area with residual moisture.
Time to rethink this.
Rest and recuperation was in order, both physically and mentally. He had all day to revise a new game plan. While his eye no longer functioned, it wouldn?t be enough to stop him.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
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