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| Topic Started: Jul 15 2010, 08:21 PM (443 Views) | |
| Codyislost1 | Jul 15 2010, 08:21 PM Post #1 |
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Post 1 Goten stepped up the slope to where his left foot was planted on the edge of a cliff. He overlooked a wide plain of tall swaying blue grass spotted with lonely trees. Farther off into the horizon there was a large body of greenish water. Above him were two of three suns that the world held within its orbit. One was in the middle of the sky, and the second was barely crowning the edge where the sky touched the planet. This was exactly what he had always been told about Planet Namek. “Nothing…” Goten said as he looked down at the device that he held in the palm of his hand. The half-Saiyan pulled the round metal device up to his ear. He shook the green screened machine violently hearing all of the loose parts within rattle around with clinks and clanks. It was exactly what he had thought had happened. The Dragon Radar had been broken, just like most of everything else, when the ship had crashed onto the planet. “Times like this, I wish she was more like her mother…” Goten said with a sigh. The situation was dire, to say the least now. The whole point they had come there to Planet Namek was to look for the Dragonballs there and now the one device that could help them was broken. There was no telling whether or not his annoyance of help, Bra, was even capable of fixing it either. She didn’t quite take after her mother when it came to smarts. Goten reached down to slip his hand into one of the pockets of his khaki pants. His fingers fumbled around a bit until they had worked their way around the object he was hunting. He pulled his hand out then exposing a cell phone with the double C logo of the Capsule Corporation on the back of it. His eyes stared down at the screen after it powered up. A sarcastic smirk worked its way across his face as the words no service were seen. “Figures…there aren’t any towers around here.” Goten said as he looked across the area. “I’ll just have to do this the old fashioned way.” Goten said then as his feet lifted from the ground as he took off through the sky into flight. |
I Created the Sound of Madness...![]() A man fires a rifle for many years, and he goes to war. And afterward he turns the rifle in at the armory, and he believes he's finished with the rifle. But no matter what else he might do with his hands, love a woman, build a house, change his son's diaper; his hands remember the rifle. | |
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| Lilly | Jul 16 2010, 06:50 AM Post #2 |
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Click, click, click! "Ugh, stupid capsule! Come on already!" Came a voice through gritted teeth. Annoyance was clear in the feminine voice, though hints of anger and desperation were faintly heard as well. Another set of clicks came in quick succession, but appeared to once again do nothing. Bra held a small grey Capsule in between her thumb and index finger. On top of the small oval sat a flat head, which seemed to be the source of annoyance for the Saiyan princess. Bra's purple painted thumb rested on the flat head once more, then gently pressed down on the grey head. Nothing happened. The teal haired female bit on her lip, her body practically trembling with anger all the sudden. "Worthless piece of garbage!" Shouted the vexed teen. Bra cocked her hand behind her head and threw it forward, sending the small grey capsule soaring through the air to land only who knows where. The frustrated girl walked to the large sphere that was nearly halfway lodged into the ground she walked on; the Capsule Corp ship that Goten and herself flew here on. All she could tell was something went wrong and they ended up crash landing into Namek, and perhaps worst of all, dozens of equipment was now worthless! Like Bra's clothing capsule that she ended up throwing just mere moments ago! Almost tragically the capsule contained nearly fifty percent of her clothing that was packed, and now it was gone. Her mom sure wasn't going to ever hear the end of this, she thought. "Where is Goten anyways...he should have been back by now!" Lightly said the teenager, just as she sat in the over abundant sun. Shortly after they crashed, they decided it was best to split up and explore the planet a bit, hopefully finding help along the way. Bra's search was fruitless, much to her annoyment. Hopefully Goten had a better luck, she thought. "I'll give you 5 more minutes Goten! If you're not back by then, I'm getting a tan!" Bra shouted into the air. Now no matter what, he couldn't say she didn't give a warning...it's not her fault he likely couldn't hear it! (Word Count: 376) |
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| Codyislost1 | Jul 18 2010, 09:40 PM Post #3 |
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Post 2 Goten’s short black hair whipped in the wind as he soared across the sky. His destination was the ship that he and his annoying companion, Bra, had landed on Planet Namek in. Humorously enough, the blue haired girl and the ship were both from the Capsule Corporation; one could even say that both were creations, since Bulma was her mother. Both had been nothing more than two aggravating parts of his life ever since he had left Planet Earth. The ship didn’t work, and Bra was just…Bra. The young half-Saiyan threw his arms out to horizontally then. His legs went out as well so that his body covered more air. The wind tore around him and his clothes until he came to a blunt stop in the sky. His eyes shifted down to see the ship was still there exactly where he had left it. With a sarcastic smirk, he started to fall to the ground hard right until he reached the grassy plain. That was when he came to a soft landing there not far from the ship. “Now where the hell is that little…” Goten said right before realizing that he wasn’t the only one there. Goten’s eyes narrowed as his natural ability to sense power levels detected something nearby. He shifted his gaze across the area with an intent look as he scanned for whatever it was. It could’ve been anything. The signature was so low that it could have ranged from some sort of animal inhabiting the planet, or even an actual humanoid. Whether friendly or not, was going to be determined. “Hey!” Goten shouted then as he saw something scavenging through the ship there. The young man started to sprint over towards the creature. After he had shouted, however, the stranger made a quick glance back which then led off into a sprint. The jump that the creature had in distance on the young warrior didn’t mean much. The items that were being dropped behind the fleeing stranger, however, was what allowed it to get away. It was pieces of the ship… |
I Created the Sound of Madness...![]() A man fires a rifle for many years, and he goes to war. And afterward he turns the rifle in at the armory, and he believes he's finished with the rifle. But no matter what else he might do with his hands, love a woman, build a house, change his son's diaper; his hands remember the rifle. | |
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| Lilly | Jul 19 2010, 07:32 AM Post #4 |
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Bra went above and beyond her word. Not only did she wait five minutes for Goten to return, her generosity allowed for another three minutes! The fact she lost count of time was irrelevant. It was now time for her to tan, traveling to this forsaken planet was hardly fun and made her a bit pale. There was one capsule that held clothing in it left, and the teen hoped her bikini was in it! It was bad enough one didn't work, but this would just about push her over the edge! Click! The capsule head collapsed down upon it self and shot from the females hand to land in the empty expanse of ground. A thick expanse of smoke surrounded the area near the capsule for a mere moment, then dissipated into the Namekian air. In it's place, a MUCH larger rounded sphere jutted from the ground, complete with a 'Capsule Corp' logo and a shut, circular door. "Ha. At least this one still works!" Bra said to herself. Three of her fingers wrapped around the handle and gave it a quick push downwards, unlatching the door; which then allowed a slight pull to swing the door open. It was just like she had set it up! The capsule neatly held clothing that hung from a neatly placed rod. Large amount of clothing seemed to be crammed onto the rod. Sweaters and tops, skirts and pants, training clothing and even formal wear. Useless clothing, for the most part. "Hum. Which one," Muttered the female in quiet contemplation, as she fingered over the small row of bikini's and such. A red two piece called out to her! She snatched it off the rack and smiled to herself, and began to undress. For a moment she stopped dead in her tracks and closed her eyes and concentrated. Nope, she couldn't sense Goten nearby. In just a few moments, the teal-haired teen went from fully clothed, to nude, to bikini clad (Which felt much better, she noted.) Bra carefully pulled the red hair band from her teal hair, and wrapped it in her hair once more to form a ponytail. "Hey!" Came a loud, intimidating shout. It was clear the source was Goten! Who, or what was he yelling at? Curiously, she dashed toward the sound of her companion's voice. As she neared him, parts of the ship came into view. Parts that were scattered, almost as if torn from the ship for salvaging! Her mouth was agape as she attempted to wrap her head around this. It was bad enough the ship was broke, but this certainly helped even less! "Ahem...since when did you become a mechanic, Goten?" Bra questioned with a cheeky tone. (Word Count: 460) |
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| Codyislost1 | Jul 19 2010, 06:21 PM Post #5 |
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Post 3 “Ahem…Since when did you become a mechanic, Goten?” The girl’s voice that came from behind Goten caused the young warrior to turn quickly. His arm was thrown up and extended outward so that his palm was facing the source of the voice. In the center of his hand was a fast flash of light that quickly dispersed as quickly as he had gathered the energy. The cause for such a change was when he realized it was the half-Saiyan girl, Bra. Idiot… “That’s actually not funny…” Goten said as he lowered his arm to his side. “I’m not a mechanic…” Goten said then as his gaze left the young girl and shifted its way back to the gear that was being held in his other hand. The young half-Saiyan reflected an emotion that seemed to have run amongst him and his sibling, Gohan. The young warrior clenched his jaw tightly so that his teeth had grinded down against each other. His muscles tensed as his fingers grip began to intensify around the metal object in his hand. A gust of air made a quick flush around his body causing his hair and clothes to ripple. Everything suddenly came to a stop then and the ship piece fell to the ground crumpled up… “Whatever…” Goten muttered. “It’s not like we were going to get it fixed with these pieces anyway, right?” Goten said then turning to his friend with a smile. “I suppose I should pick all of this junk up.” Goten said with a cheerful tone then. The half-Saiyan walked along the trial of scattered parts. One by one, he started to pick them up with one arm and move them over to his other arm so that he could carry the bundle of them back to the ship. Every time he dipped down to pick up a piece of the ship, his eyes glanced to the scantily dressed Bra. Finally it was too much and he just shook his head with a sigh as he picked up the last piece. “I’m going to try to…fix this, I guess? You go and find me some sort of manual for dummies or whatever. After you change into some clothes, that is…” Goten said then as he dropped to a squat and to examine the ripped open side of the ship where the parts had been taken out. Things could possibly get better... |
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| Lilly | Jul 19 2010, 07:56 PM Post #6 |
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Goten seemed surprised to see her emerge, judging from the fact he nearly attacked her. So he didn't tear apart the ship, it must have been someone else. But who, or what, would do such a thing? She watched as Goten gathered the pieces, returning them to the even more destroyed sphere. "So, you didn't actually do this?" She said, making a sweeping motion to the parts still scattered on the ground. He didn't answer, but she already knew the answer. As she watched him, their eyes met for a moment before Goten finally stood up straight and spoke to her. “I’m going to try to…fix this, I guess? You go and find me some sort of manual for dummies or whatever. After you change into some clothes, that is…” "Hmph! Do you have any idea how hot it is out here? There's like ten suns that surround this planet!" Exclaimed the bikini-clad Bra. She almost looked insulted that Goten said that. Bra took great pride in keeping fit, not to mention being cute as can be! Bra sauntered off in the other direction, toward the ajar door of their busted ship. Outside of the ship looked tame compared to the destroyed innards. Just about everything was either thrown from it's place, or torn and cracked. The gravity machine they used on the way here was nothing more than a heap of twisted metal now; worthless. "This is done for..there's no way we're gonna be able to repair this!" For half a second, the half-Saiyan almost regretted not taking after her mother just a little bit more. Almost! "Goten!" Shouted Bra. A strange thought suddenly popped into her head, and it was a good one, too! The thud of her still bare feet echoed inside the trashed ship as she ran outside to where Goten still kneeled in inspection. "Hey! I had an idea...someone was trying to steal parts of the ship, right? So maybe...just maybe, that means they have other parts too! I mean, they have to have a reason, right?" The half-Saiyan flashed a gigantic white smile at the other half-Saiyan as he took in her words. Maybe the apple didn't fall too far from her mother's tree. (Word Count: 388) |
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| Codyislost1 | Jul 19 2010, 09:01 PM Post #7 |
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Post 4 “…So maybe...just maybe, that means they have other parts too! I mean, they have to have a reason, right?" Bra said as she revealed herself from the ship. Goten sighed with a sarcastic smirk. He couldn’t believe the idea that had just ran through the little brats head. His sweaty wrist came up and wiped his brow right before he gently shook his head. After a few seconds of just remaining silent and motionless for a moment, the half-Saiyan stood up from where he was sitting trying to understand the mechanics of a space ship. “Well…” Goten said as he looked out into the direction that the strange thief had ran off into. “It’s not like it would be any good to start on repairs without all of the parts anyway, right?” Goten said as he looked back to Bra while giving her a shrug. Goten found it funny for a moment that the girl actually had an idea, even if it wasn’t all too bright. The likelihood of someone scavenging their wreck with the parts that they needed was a wish on a star. Oddly enough, wishes on stars happened quite often on Planet Earth. That thought couldn’t do anything, but bring a smile and a quick sniffling laugh. Irony was a bitch. “I don’t know what I’m doing with this stuff anyway.” Goten said with a smile as he dropped a wrench down near his feet. Goten turned to scan the area. He tried to pick up any sort of signature that he could, but it wasn’t working all that great, anyway. It wasn’t succeeding because he couldn’t read the levels of energy out across the planet, but because there were so many around the same level. It wasn’t going to be easy to find the culprit, but that was just another day. “I guess, we’ll start heading that way…” Goten said throwing an index finger in the direction that he had last saw the stranger run. |
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| Lilly | Jul 19 2010, 11:01 PM Post #8 |
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Her idea was great, atleast to her! The way she figured it it, if there was someone who wanted to salvage their ship for parts they needed, there was someone behind it all. The brains of the operation, so to speak. Who knows, maybe they could persuade that person to assist them! "Wait! I'm not going out there like this...who knows what kind of creeps we could be dealing with." Said Bra. Turning quickly and sprinting off, the bikini-clad female disappeared back into the Capsule that held her copious amount of clothing. Something cute! Something comfy! Something breezy! These thoughts rushed through Bra's head as she inspected the rows of clothing. What to wear, oh what to wear. For her bottoms, the picky princess decided upon a pair of black skin tight shorts. Comfortable and wouldn't burden her down with heat! As for the top, a red tank top that showed off her bare stomach in a cute midriff was decided upon. Both pieces of clothing over the bikini, as well. Bra carefully slipped her feet into a pair of strap on sandals, wiggling her toes to get them comfortable as well. "There...that'll do it!" She muttered to herself. The half-saiyan excited the capsule and pressed a small circular button on the front that instantly reverted the sphere back into capsule form. Teal hair pulled back into a ponytail bobbed side to side as Bra gleefully came back into her companions view. "Oh there. I'm dressed now...lets go. This way?" She lifted one arm up in the direction Goten previously directed pointed to. It seemed like he was more adept at sensing power levels than herself, so he would likely end up being her guide. "Lead on Goten. You are, afterall, escorting royalty." Playfully came the words from her mouth. (Word Count: 310) |
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| nbcavvit | Jul 20 2010, 06:54 PM Post #9 |
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Trunks sat in the cold grass, shirtless, with only a pair of dark grey pants on, relaxing with his hands behind his head. He enjoyed small moments of relaxation, Guru's training was becoming quite rough. He had only been on Namek for a few days, and so far--besides the first day--he had spent his days training with little to any relaxation. Finally it was time to relax. He leaned back smelling the sweet smells of the blue grass. He didn't know if it smelled any better on Earth, or his mind he was just trying to give him reasons to love Namek, but he enjoyed the smell of the grass. He stared up at the bright green sky and, for once, without a worry. He slowly drifted out of reality, his eyes closing to allow in a deep relaxing sleep. Darkness overcame him. However, just before he fell asleep he sensed a power level not too far off. The power level was that of a saiyan there was no denying that. In fact he sensed two saiyans. He sat up quickly, trying to sense anything else about them, but they were unusual. He had never sensed them before, and they seemed different than any other power level. He stood up, and attempted to find their direction. At first it was hard, there was so much else going on in the world--birds chirping, the wind blowing, and Namekian children playing in the nearby village--, but as he drew away from it all, he sensed their location. Trunks turned around and put his black sleeveless shirt on."I guess I better go check 'em out," said Trunks as he ascended into the air. He flew along through the sky, drifting higher and higher as he went. With his arms outstretched he flew, watching intently below him. There was nothing in sight, as of now, except for rocks and trees. He flew faster, gaining on the two power levels. "Guess I better get ready, just in case they came to start trouble," said Trunks, prepared for a fight. He moved closer and closer, until he could see them. What he saw not only surprised him, but shocked the hell out of him. One of them was a girl, who resembled Bulma, and the other was a boy who carried many of Goku's traits. Word Count: 390 |
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| Codyislost1 | Jul 20 2010, 08:40 PM Post #10 |
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Post 5 It had been a few hours at least from the two of the half-Saiyans walking. It had started in the sky, but after realizing that their target didn’t fly, the route was taken to the ground. Behind him followed Bra as he navigated through rocks and over plains until finally stopping in his tracks as he reached the top of some elevated ground. One of Goten’s hands reached over and placed itself on one of his white shirt sleeves. He started to slide his arm up, after applying some pressure. After he had slid both of his sleeves so that the bundled edges of them both rested on the inside crevice of his elbows, he looked up to scan the area. His eyes then turned back to Bra, who was catching up with him to the edge of the cliff side that he had stopped on. “I think we might be here…” Goten said with a low tone to the young princess. Goten motioned his head out so that he could catch her attention back behind him. Laying out down from the plateau and in the valley was a bundle of small white structures that seemed to have been made from what resembled enormous sea shells of some sort. Either way, it was a village, despite what the buildings looked like and that was where the trail had ended from what he could gather. The half-Saiyan reached down into the cargo pockets of his khaki pants. From the pocket was revealed some sort of monocle. The young warrior pulled the eye piece up and gazed through it causing his vision to be enhanced, allowing a better look across the distance to the suspected village. There was nothing to be seen but perfectly conditioned white dome structures that were inhabited only by round doors and windows. “I don’t see-!” Goten said right before pausing. “Bra!” Goten shouted as some sort of warning to the teal haired girl. The young half-Saiyan dropped the telescopic piece suddenly. His eyes narrowed and his feet began to move. He bolted quickly around his friend, so that his back faced her. One of his arms was held back as some sort of gesture in motioning her not to cross the line. His other arm was bent and his fingers were curled forming a fist. His muscles tensed as the Ki signature that he had picked up gained a closer distance between them until it was finally visible to be… Human? |
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| Lilly | Jul 26 2010, 10:04 AM Post #11 |
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(OOC: Since Goten and FT are MIA, i'm bouncing out of this for the time being. Until they return.) "Hmph. My idea was great, until Goten decided to make it harder and ruin it!" Bra yelled in her own mind. It was because of the older saiyan that they were now walking instead of taking the faster (not to mention easier!) way of flying! Her soles ached and nearly begged for a relaxing rest, but Goten insisted they press on. Every minute was crucial if they wanted to find the scavenging thief, that much she understood. But...this mountainous terrain was more than she wanted. More than a few times had the thought of simply going back to the ship crossed her mind! The pair continued on their trek for what seemed like hours upon hours of even more hours. Because there was no night on Namek, the sky would never darken, which made it seem all the much longer. Namek's multiple suns did nothing to comfort either, blazing heat shone down upon them, constantly reminding the half-Saiyans of the hottest days back on Earth. However, relief was in sight! It seemed their trail had ended, perched high upon a cliffside. There was nowhere to go but down. "Good job, Goten. You lead us to nowhere...for nothing!" Yelled the teenage saiyan. Her brow furrowed toward the older half-Saiyan. Bra had just opened her mouth to give Goten a piece of her mind, when he made a motion for her to come further. "I think we might be here..." He said to her. "About time.." Bra murmured in a silent reply. One foot gently pressed onto the rocky pathway leading to Goten, and instantly recoiled as the male made a quick movement for her to stay in place. Something was near them! Even her less-developed sense ability was able to pick up that much. "Hmph, he wants me to just sit back...he doesn't think I can handle myself if it was something dangerous, I bet!" Disregarding Goten's warning, the Saiyan princess fearlessly stepped closer toward the edge. Her usually prettied up fists balled up loosely as she waited for whatever was nearby to show itself. If she had to fight, so be it. (Word Count: 355) |
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| Codyislost1 | Sep 24 2010, 01:11 PM Post #12 |
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Post 6 Goten’s top lip snarled up slightly when he felt Bra moving up closer. The brat had completely ignored him. It was typical of her to always find herself doing that, but even after countless number of times, her ignorance still bothered him. As his eyes darted to the side as they tried to stare back behind him to her, he couldn’t help, but think about how she could always make him feel on edge. “Don’t get stupid, Bra!” Goten barked as his eyes went back to the direction of the figure that finally confronted them. Goten was honestly at a loss when the stranger finally got close in view. It wasn’t a Namekian. That was strange enough to the half-Saiyan. The planet wasn’t really well known for foreign visitors. He knew himself that he and his blue haired companion were out of place on the odd rock. Seeing another person, however, that wasn’t Namekian, and not stranded with them? That was just…weird. The figure floated there before Bra and Goten. His bright blue eyes stared at the two half-Saiyans between a parted gap of his long platinum blond hair that was kept back by a crimson cloth head band. The slack of the fabric that was left after the knot that had been tied in to fit his skull snuggly drooped down to a black vest that was made from some sort of hard fabric. Between the vest and the baggy white breeches was a dark red waist sash that matched the head band. “Interesting…” The stranger said. When the man spoke, Goten’s muscles tensed slightly for a split second. The voce was so smooth sounding; much like the figures own personal appearance. Even with such a serene look about the man, the young warrior couldn’t help, but to get an alarming sense from him. It was as if it was a ruse or disguise and it wouldn’t have surprised Goten if it had been underestimated on multiple occasions. The stranger crossed his arms and stayed motionless, as far as his own bodily movements were concerned. Instead, he floated in a semi circle around the two half-Saiyans. His eyes never fluttered or blinked as he stared them down with the utmost examination. When he finally came to a stop with his levitation, his lips moved once again with soft words. “You two aren’t from around here are you?” The man asked with a smirk. |
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| Lilly | Sep 26 2010, 12:38 AM Post #13 |
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"Humph, I can handle myself. You should know this by now, Goten." Bra huffed out with an overconfident grin painted across her face. As anyone who spent ample time with her could tell you, Bra occasionally had moments where her attitude could lead you to believe she was near indestructable. A quality that nobody had to wonder where she inherited it from. As the half-Saiyan stood in the forefront with both of her hands gently resting upon her hips, the strange power level moved closer until it was finally upon them. Quickly descending from the sky, the stranger almost immediately dipped to level with the two Saiyan, while still floating. Before any words could be said, Bra's own blue eyes drifted over the strange specimen. The lovely locks of blonde hair, baby blue eyes, muscular physique, oddly alluring clothing! "He's cute!" Seemingly just as quick as it happened, the Saiyan princess' reverted back to a carefree state. The clenched fists loosened just as much as ready to fight attitude had. Unlike Goten, Bra had quickly accepted the good looking stranger, her better judgement likely clouded by the superficial. “You two aren’t from around here are you?” The stranger asked in a smooth voice. "No...we're actually lost! Well more like we crashed our ship and now we're stranded here. What about you? Are you stranded here too?" Bra quickly asked. She knew Goten was about to protest her talking so openly to the stranger, so in a pre-emptive move she thrust her left hand backwards with just her index finger up. Effectively telling her companion to shush it! (Bra Word Count: 2164) (Total Word Count: 4898) |
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| Codyislost1 | Oct 4 2010, 02:56 PM Post #14 |
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