06-15-2008, 03:35 AM
Overwhelmed, that’s the only word that could come to mind. She felt hot, and smothered in this room. Camera’s zoomed in on her, and lights blazed against her like the sun. She squinted, looked about, scared out of her mind. Was this what happened when you won Dante’s Abyss? She gripped the leather arms of her chair with her inhuman strength, gritting her teeth like some frightened animal. He sat beside her like some King of reality Television. His legs crossed, slicked hair, cheesy million dollar smile. Karl Jak sat beside his new champion, fingers clasped, soaking in all the praise around him and the girl. It was a fantastic result, with her being a woman champion he would get even more viewers!
“What…am I supposed to say?” she asked under her breathe. The flashing of cameras was more than annoying, but she barely moved from her seat. She had no idea what she was doing here in the first place. One moment she was falling out of the wet tube holding her perfect body in stasis, while people in suits rushed in to take her for publicity protocol. She had been given nothing but a fluffy white robe; she did not feel very sexy at the moment.
“Answer their questions; this is an interview for the public, and smile, won’t you?” he replied, looking at her like she was off her rocker. His grin disappeared and reappeared as fast as her Saiya-Jin companion could move, and that was saying something.
“Android! Android! Over here!” a voice shouted. The room held a group of reporters; most of them had recorders and camera men. “How does it feel to be the first woman to win Dante’s Abyss?” he asked, eyeing her excitedly.
“I feel like I do every day, happy, a little cold, hungry.” She replied, listing the feelings off on one hand. “Am I supposed to feel different?” she turned to Karl. He seemed flustered and directed the reporters to himself.
“I think what my beautiful victor is trying to say is that a woman doesn’t need to change herself to conquer a man’s game. She went in it as herself, and emerged just the same. She leaned forward, trying to interrupt. The man wouldn’t have that, she wasn’t responding like he had hoped she would. “Eighteen is proud to be the winner, giving power to woman all around the globe and throughout the universe. Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s time for a private interview.” He rose and gripped the girl about the wrist; she complied, following him without complaint.
“That’s not what I was trying to say,” she said as they walked down a corridor.
“Well, they don’t want to hear boring rambling. You have to be excited, and show your strength, and be…well, a winner.” He said in an exasperated tone. “Anyway, we’ll do an interview and fluff it up if it isn’t to our liking.” She entered the room he led her to, a woman with a notepad sat with a camera; she tapped the pen lightly in wait.
Android Eighteen knew her, she had been the one to take her footage and sign her up. She didn’t feel comfortable at all here, especially in a bathrobe.
“Let’s get this over with. I want to say, off the record, I didn’t think you’d win at all, I lost a lot of money because you won.” She looked at the blond briefly and then at her notepad. “Why did you join Dante’s Abyss?” the first question was asked.
“To retain my lost memories.” Eighteen replied, and she crossed one leg over the other.
“How did it feel to finally get revenge on Bardock?” the second question came, not missing a beat.
“Exhilarating.” Her reply was quick and to the point.
“Why do you think you won this year? You lost in the pervious years, you did worse last year than you did your first time.” She looked up at her, a sly look in her eyes. The android didn’t answer straight away.
“I won because I didn’t want to win. I made it to the end, looking for nothing but myself, and I found what I needed. There was no strategy, and there was no deceit. I played it without playing, and I guess I won because I was lucky. Too bad, huh?” she stood up and headed for the door.
“Wait, we aren’t done yet!” Karl called, reaching toward her.
“I am! Toodles!.” She grinned, looking as cute as ever as she slipped out of the door and toward the stasis room. Her clothing was there, as neat and clean as when she had arrived. “I didn’t think winning would be so annoying, sheesh.” She pulled everything on and headed out, she was quick to avoid any of the officals and especially any reporters.
“Food, shower, clean clothing, and Saiya-Jin,” she said to herself as she exited the building. She accessed the scouter within her brain, seeking out his digits, calling out his name.
“Raditzu. I remember, I remember it all. I’m coming home.” Her words came out softly, to him alone. Her eyes gazed toward the cloudless sky, whilst the sun bathed her. She was the winner, not only of Dante’s Abyss, but of herself.
“What…am I supposed to say?” she asked under her breathe. The flashing of cameras was more than annoying, but she barely moved from her seat. She had no idea what she was doing here in the first place. One moment she was falling out of the wet tube holding her perfect body in stasis, while people in suits rushed in to take her for publicity protocol. She had been given nothing but a fluffy white robe; she did not feel very sexy at the moment.
“Answer their questions; this is an interview for the public, and smile, won’t you?” he replied, looking at her like she was off her rocker. His grin disappeared and reappeared as fast as her Saiya-Jin companion could move, and that was saying something.
“Android! Android! Over here!” a voice shouted. The room held a group of reporters; most of them had recorders and camera men. “How does it feel to be the first woman to win Dante’s Abyss?” he asked, eyeing her excitedly.
“I feel like I do every day, happy, a little cold, hungry.” She replied, listing the feelings off on one hand. “Am I supposed to feel different?” she turned to Karl. He seemed flustered and directed the reporters to himself.
“I think what my beautiful victor is trying to say is that a woman doesn’t need to change herself to conquer a man’s game. She went in it as herself, and emerged just the same. She leaned forward, trying to interrupt. The man wouldn’t have that, she wasn’t responding like he had hoped she would. “Eighteen is proud to be the winner, giving power to woman all around the globe and throughout the universe. Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s time for a private interview.” He rose and gripped the girl about the wrist; she complied, following him without complaint.
“That’s not what I was trying to say,” she said as they walked down a corridor.
“Well, they don’t want to hear boring rambling. You have to be excited, and show your strength, and be…well, a winner.” He said in an exasperated tone. “Anyway, we’ll do an interview and fluff it up if it isn’t to our liking.” She entered the room he led her to, a woman with a notepad sat with a camera; she tapped the pen lightly in wait.
Android Eighteen knew her, she had been the one to take her footage and sign her up. She didn’t feel comfortable at all here, especially in a bathrobe.
“Let’s get this over with. I want to say, off the record, I didn’t think you’d win at all, I lost a lot of money because you won.” She looked at the blond briefly and then at her notepad. “Why did you join Dante’s Abyss?” the first question was asked.
“To retain my lost memories.” Eighteen replied, and she crossed one leg over the other.
“How did it feel to finally get revenge on Bardock?” the second question came, not missing a beat.
“Exhilarating.” Her reply was quick and to the point.
“Why do you think you won this year? You lost in the pervious years, you did worse last year than you did your first time.” She looked up at her, a sly look in her eyes. The android didn’t answer straight away.
“I won because I didn’t want to win. I made it to the end, looking for nothing but myself, and I found what I needed. There was no strategy, and there was no deceit. I played it without playing, and I guess I won because I was lucky. Too bad, huh?” she stood up and headed for the door.
“Wait, we aren’t done yet!” Karl called, reaching toward her.
“I am! Toodles!.” She grinned, looking as cute as ever as she slipped out of the door and toward the stasis room. Her clothing was there, as neat and clean as when she had arrived. “I didn’t think winning would be so annoying, sheesh.” She pulled everything on and headed out, she was quick to avoid any of the officals and especially any reporters.
“Food, shower, clean clothing, and Saiya-Jin,” she said to herself as she exited the building. She accessed the scouter within her brain, seeking out his digits, calling out his name.
“Raditzu. I remember, I remember it all. I’m coming home.” Her words came out softly, to him alone. Her eyes gazed toward the cloudless sky, whilst the sun bathed her. She was the winner, not only of Dante’s Abyss, but of herself.
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