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| Tweet Topic Started: May 14 2014, 08:40 PM (1,103 Views) | |
| Anju | May 15 2014, 08:42 PM Post #11 |
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Anju stopped in her tracks when she heard Chichi ask about her parents. And her eyes drifted to the floor. As she wondered what she could use as an excuse. Should she say they were dead? How believable would that have been? Not to mention the fact that it wasn't even true to begin with. She bit down hard on her lower lip, trying desperately to figure out an excuse before she realized that she had disappeared into a clothing store. Running in after her, she caught up with her and laughed it off. "Heh...l-let's just forget about my parents right? They....they don't even know I'm here so." She started. Which was true, in a sense. Neither of her parents knew she was here In the past Conversing with one of them. Instead she went straight for the clothing racks and dug through them boredly. In her mind, while she needed some better clothing, what she had on now was more then enough for her. Besides most of what was offered here was for things not related to fighting. Which meant even if she did like some of the designs, they'd be ruined the second she decided to spar. She kept as close of an eye on her new found friend as possible. Though even as she pulled out a few different dresses and held them up to her body, her eyes had a far away look to them. She eventually snapped out of it as she pulled another outfit with her as she went to consult with Chichi. "So what do you think?" She asked, holding one up to her body, and then the other for comparison. "Yeah? No? Too colorful?" She asked, feigning cheerfulness 272 Words 1648 Characters Running Total 901 Words 5592 Characters Edited by Anju, Jun 26 2014, 10:39 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | May 15 2014, 08:56 PM Post #12 |
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![]() Anju had not responded to her question. Her parents must have been proud. This was a thought that was sarcastic of course because she had no idea what kind of parents would allow their child to venture off alone. Not to mention, the girl was persistent...too persistent. Deciding not to worry about her parents any further, she focused on the shopping that she wanted to do before her major argument with her boyfriend. It was not her problem, but boy how wrong she was. "Let's see what kind of clothes they have today." She disappeared into the women's section of clothing. Her fingers pushed aside hangers to see what type of clothing they had. In the meantime, her follower ventured off to another clothing wrack that was across from hers. She barely paid attention to what the red head mischief was doing. Her black eyes scanned the clothes that were the top of the line. {Who wears these dresses? Kids these days...pappa would never let me walk out in this. They are too short. I thought I was looking at clothes..not undergarments. This would be embarrassing to wear and not one a proper lady would try on.} Her head shook at the thought of a girl wearing a see through dress. While looking through the piles of clothes, she overhead Anju. The teenager asked for her opinion about the clothing she picked out from the wrack. The curiosity got the best of her. Her black eyes peered over the wrack to see what the girl picked. "You're looking for clothes not battle gear. You're not planning to fight today are you?" The outfit Anju picked was one that a woman would wear if she were about to go into battle. The jump suit was not an outfit that she would purchase at a store. What she preferred were qui pao dresses or clothes that were meant to go out. Though she was conservative in nature, she liked a clean look. She had the sudden urge to help the teenager pick out an outfit. This would probably be the closest chance she had of getting rid of the girl. If she helped her out, then maybe she would leave her alone...maybe. Looking around at the wracks, she grabbed an elegant, red dress and handed it to Anju. "It will go nice with that apple colored hair you have." She forced a smile upon her face to seem friendlier. She expected Anju to try it on. In the meantime, she would look for clothes and fight off women who wanted them. It was her way of relieving stress. WC: 464 TWC: 1,670 Edited by Bel Zephyra, May 15 2014, 09:35 PM.
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| Anju | May 15 2014, 09:35 PM Post #13 |
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Anju realized then that the two outfits she had in her hands were pretty much more suited to a battle field. And her face flushed slightly as she placed both back where they came from. "Well I mean...you never know right?" She replied, feeling embarrassed about it. She then watched as Chichi pulled out a lovely and elegant red dress from the rack. Anju blinked as it was handed to her. How in the heck did she miss this amazing little number? Her small fingers grabbed the hanger as she pressed it against her small frame. She wondered if she should try it on, but since it looked her size already.... Besides, she really didn't wanna lose track of Chichi. She folded it over her arm and nodded. "Well...that and red is one of my favorite colors." She admitted, tilting her head with an awkward smile gracing her features. Anju chose instead to watch Chichi wander off to look for better choices in clothing. Deciding to give the woman a bit more space and to likely meet her at the counter, she wandered off as well. Knowing now what sort of clothing she should be picking out to seem normal. But in her mind, she had the right woman. Chichi indeed was her mother. Albeit, she wasn't the one in her timeline. But she was her mother, in the past before she was born. And while she hadn't spent time like this with her mother, considering she hadn't the chance or a choice in the matter, she was having fun. Even if her mother was in such a sour mood. Anju hadn't noticed that tears were welling in her eyes, until they began to fall from her cheeks. Quickly, she wiped them away to avoid damaging the dress she was given. Though she could feel her resolve beginning to crumble. How long would she be able to keep up this charade? And how would she find the time, or the right place, to talk to her mother privately? To show her proof that...that she would one day be her mother? Anju turned her head, her lashes still wet with tears as she watched her mother move further and further away from her physically. And her heart began to crumble again with each step she took away from her. Hiding a sob in her sleeve, she ran straight for the dressing room. The last thing she wanted was to crumble in front of her mother. But she had failed, and once she was locked in a stall, she ceased trying to hide it as she slid down to her knees, a defeated sob escaping her lips as the tears continued to spill. This was going to be harder then she first thought. Already, it was torture. 445 Words 2589 Characters Running Total 1346 Words 8181 Characters Edited by Anju, Jun 26 2014, 10:41 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | May 15 2014, 10:06 PM Post #14 |
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"Give me that you hussie! I saw it first!" She snatched a pair of pink pants from a woman who had a hold of it first. The girl backed away. Not noticing the girl's reaction, she reached for other clothes and pushed some girls out of the way. There were "heys" and "what the's" yelled in every which way. She was too into herself to realize she was caused a stir in the women's department. There were women who glared at her as she walked away. AS much as they glared, it wouldn't change anything. She did not care what others thought and almost always caused a scene. After she had enough pieces of clothing to form an outfit, she went towards the dressing room to try them on. Momentarily, she forgot about Anju who followed her into the store. The red head girl was too busy putting on the red dress she suggested. The room appeared to be empty. She walked into the dressing room with clothes in hand. It was then she heard a faint weeping sound in the room. Her eyes scanned the area until she saw Anju resting on the floor. Chi-chi kept quiet and observed as to not startle the red head teen from her vulnerable moment. The young girl must have not liked the dress or she realized that she did not want her around. At first, Chi-chi thought about leaving the girl to be by herself. Her pure heart kicked in though. She felt a bit guilty about how treated the teen. The teen may have been unruly, but she at least tried to help her. Silently, she mumbled to herself and walked over to the stall. Her sarcastic humor came in handy for situations like these. "Is that dress that ugly? I could find you a better one. There is no need to cry over it. I've seen uglier just ask that blue haired girl Bulma." She suggested to Anju in a teasing tone. The teen might be surprised to see her there too. WC: 368 TWC: 2.038 Edited by Bel Zephyra, May 15 2014, 10:08 PM.
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| Anju | May 16 2014, 04:16 AM Post #15 |
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Anju was shocked to look up and see Chichi standing there. So much for ducking out to avoid her seeing her break down. She stared for a while until she realized what the ebony haired woman was talking about. And quickly she tilted her head down just enough so that her long bangs would cover her face. "N-no." She mumbled, beginning to wipe away the tears again, wishing she hadn't spent so long in here, sobbing away. But the overwhelming feeling of failure was too much for her. Her pride simply wouldn't allow for this all to fail. Not when she was stuck here. Not when she'd have to experience the failure well into adulthood...and put herself through it all over again, considering she hadn't been born yet. "The dress is beautiful..." She said then as she looked back up. "I just don't think...I could work it as well as someone else..!" She lied through her teeth, unsure if anyone would even believe that without being an idiot. Which surely, her mother was far from ignorant. As she pulled herself to her feet, however, a photo came loose from her jacket pocket. Anju hadn't even been able to get the zipper all the way pulled down when she'd ran into the dressing room in her haste; as she had hoped she wouldn't have broken down for so long, and had actually wanted to try the dress given to her on. She hadn't noticed it tumble to the ground until it was far too late, as she watched it land at her mother's feet. ![]() The photo, worn and damaged was there, laid out in the open only for her mother to see. Anju's eyes and expression turned to shock...and horror as they met her mother's obsidian gaze. "It's not what you think!" She started, as she hastily went to retrieve it. Knowing now it was simply too late. The truth needed to come out, and it needed to come out now. Before her mother assumed the worst. Because the only other reason she would have such a photograph would be because she was targeting her mother. And while, in some terms yes, she was. It wasn't for the reason she knew she'd jump to. ".....Looks like I have no choice." She said, as her eyes peered down with a stern expression to the photograph below. "Chichi...What I'm about to say...please don't freak out." She started, as she held onto her arm, squeezing it to calm herself. "But...." {Focus Anju!} Beads of sweat began to form on the teens head. {You can do it!!} "I'm....." She squeezed her eyes shut tight, not wanting to face the expression of disbelief she knew she'd face. "I'm your daughter...!" She hissed out, through clinched teeth. Silence rang out louder then her words had. But the truth was finally out. And to her, that was more then enough. 456 Words 3083 Characters Running Total 1502 Words 11264 Characters Edited by Anju, Jun 26 2014, 10:43 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | May 16 2014, 01:55 PM Post #16 |
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Anju spoke about how she could not work the dress. Chi-chi eyed her cautiously because she did not know if the girl was telling the truth. She no longer wanted to judge the unruly teenager. Her pure heart forced her to help her out. Sensing that there was some truth to the girl's sensitivity, she opened the stall door and looked at the read head girl's face. "I wouldn't have picked that red dress for you if I didn't think you could wear. What kind of woman do you think I am?" She placed the clothes she picked out on the small bench seat that was located inside the stall. Her sights fell upon the red dress that she picked out for Anju. The girl was tiny and had a nice frame. There was no doubt that the dress would fit her. Not to mention, the ox princess had a great eye for most things. Anju seemed frigidity, but she did not ask why. "Come on just put on the dress." She repeated sternly. Then, as if fate had others plans in mind other then trying out clothes, a photo slipped out of the red head girl's pocket. The half burned photo landed on her feet. Curiously, she crouched down to the picture and picked up. At that moment, her eyes widened at the woman in the picture. It was her! Her first reaction was that the red head teen might be a stalker. There was a portion of Gatz's arm in the photo too. Her finger lightly traced the picture as if to feel that it were real. It was what she assumed. The picture was real and the girl in front of her was a crazed talker. {Oh great it's a stalker!} Her black gem eyes met with Anju's face. Her expression looked like a thief that had been caught stealing. It revealed the girl's guiltiness. "W-why do you have a picture of me? Are you one of those stalkers I see on those television shows? Answer me tomato head!" She sounded confused at first, but then her anger became apparent when she demanded to get an answer. Anju tried to calm the situation by asking her not to freak out. It was already too late for that. On the verge of attacking the red head, the girl had a window opportunity to spit out her answer. The answer came as the enraged ox princess ordered. {M-my daughter. W-what? Another one? I don't remember her at all. How many kids do I have? First Goten, then Gohan, and now her?} She covered her mouth in shock. There were more children she could not remember having. "Impossible! " She shouted in disbelief. The picture was an indication that the girl might be telling the truth. Then again there were fancy, technological ways of creating photos that Chi-chi didn't know how could be done. She had only heard that it was possible from the few visits she went to Dr. Briefs. The science and technology that people had was far from her knowledge. She tried to say something. When she tried, she stuttered to express her bewilderment. "Y-you're my daughter? I don't r..remember you at all." There was a moment, when her eyes set on Anju, where she saw a slight resemblance, and this sent bewildered her mind even more. It was overwhelming. Her mouth gaped open at the thought of having another kid. The blood from her frantic heart rushed to brain clouding her vision. After staring at the teen for a couple of seconds, her vision went dark, and she collapsed to the floor. The news was more than she could bare for that morning. In typical fashion, she fainted to exaggerate the shock she was in. WC: 672 TWC: 2,710 Edited by Bel Zephyra, May 16 2014, 01:56 PM.
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| Anju | May 16 2014, 06:36 PM Post #17 |
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Anju peaked open her eyes just in time to see her mother fal to the floor. Instantly, her reflexes reacted just in time to catch her before her head hit the ground. "Shit!" She cried out, heaving her mother up into her arms bridal style as she retreated, leaving the dress still in the stall. {Well guess I'll just have to pick up that dress later...and treat mom to shopping another time...I didn't even get to explain that I'm not even born yet!...But considering her reaction to just the thought of me as her daughter, I should've expected this to happen...} She thought to herself, as she made a bee line straight for the mall's exit. {But who do I take her to? I guess Gohan and Goten would know better as to what to do.....and it's not like I know where my father is...besides, I doubt he'd take the news any better then she did....} Once she made it out the door, and away from the public view, she took off straight into the air. Flying at a high speed as she tried to match the landscape of the future to the landscape of now; in a desperate attempt to find her brothers. {I really need your help guys....} She thought to herself, knowing full well neither would be able to just tune in and hear her. {Please be understanding...! Please don't think I hurt our mother...} Her mind played out various scenarios in her head of how this would play out. With two very angry Super Saiyan's out to murder her. {But we can't just let her be seen! So please understand, this is for her safety!} She begged internally to the images of her angered half brothers. {She's MY mother too! Don't think for even a second I won't defend her! Much less myself!} She shook her head and kept a tight hold of her mother. Choosing to land in the depths of a heavily forested area. "Hang on mom...we're almost there!" She whispered out loud, her soft eyes looking down at the unconscious form of her future mother. She gulped then after, hoping she'd give her enough time to plead her case before engaging in combat. {Alright stay calm...remember. Just...tell her you haven't been born yet, that you will be soon...and that you're here for a reason! And a damn good one at that!} 386 Words 2434 Characters Running Total 1888 Words 13698 Characters Edited by Anju, Jun 26 2014, 10:45 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | May 16 2014, 08:39 PM Post #18 |
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The darkness that consumed her overwhelmed mind was tapped into by faint voices. In her unconcious state, she somehow was able to hear Anju's thoughts. Though she could hear thoughts, she could not necessarily reply. The girl spoke rapidly, and the ox princess' blacked out mind was unable to make sense of it all. A breeze trickled along her skin. The fresh air had soothed her rapid heart beat. She wasn't unconcious for long. As Anju carried her, the sleeping ox princess woke. Her eyes fluttered open. At that moment, she saw that she was in the sky. Her ryes widened when she realized who was carrying her. It was Anju. The girl who admitted to being an unknown daughter. What was worse was the fact that she was carrying her in the sky. She had a fear of heights. It was only the nimbus cloud where she felt safe. This was not the situation. She was in the sky being carried by a loon. "What's going on? Where are you taking me?" Her voice strained because she was confused. Wc:182 TWC: 2,892 Edited by Bel Zephyra, May 16 2014, 09:16 PM.
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| Anju | May 28 2014, 04:29 PM Post #19 |
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Her mother's voice snapped her out of it, and immediately she descended, at a rapid speed. Once she was as close to the ground as possible she slowed down, and landing with both feet on the ground, graceful as ever. She set her raven haired mother down and also took a step or two back. "Relax." She said, sighing as she slumped onto a nearby rock, feeling exhaustion wash over her. "I just wanted to get you somewhere not so...public." She explained. "It's better if I explain all this in a place where people aren't going to think I knocked you out you know? I mean, if dad found out I had you in my arms this whole time, he'd probably kill me." Centering herself mentally, she took a few deep breaths to calm herself. "So it's...probably time to tell you that for one thing mom? Er....Chichi, is that I am your daughter; I'm just....not born yet." She started, slowly, awkwardly. "I'm your future daughter, something that I probably should've explained before just shouting out the latter term." She shot her mother a casual grin, one similar to what her father would've given her. "I'm the daughter of you and Gatz. And for the most part I...don't even have much of a real...relationship with you. In fact, for the majority of my life you've been completely absent. Not by choice obviously." She paused, to gauge her mothers reaction. Just to make sure she didn't faint again and cause her to panic once more. "Should I....keep going or are you feeling faint again?" 253 Words 1660 Characters Running Total 2141 Words 15358 Characters Edited by Anju, Jun 26 2014, 10:55 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | May 28 2014, 10:32 PM Post #20 |
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They flew through the sky. She contemplated jumping because she'd survive the fall. However, there was a part of her that wanted to listen to Anju's story. She did not understand why either. She hated heights, but had no choice, but to concentrate on what the teenage girl had to say. Eventually, she was set down on the ground and again another teenager exclaimed to be her child. This time it was with someone she recognized. It was the man she fought with two hours ago because of he did not want to let her out of the apartment due to the Black Bow Army. As she listened, she was further disturbed by the information she was given. "Oh, so now I a having babies come from the future?" She responded sarcastically. There was more information placed upon her shoulder that conflicted with her naive and oblivious mind. The girl explained how she knew nothing about her despite her being her mother. It was an odd circumstance. If she was a mother, she would never leave her child unattended. At the same time, a part of her wanted to believe the ridiculous story. "Wait..how do you know who Gatz is?" She questioned Anju. For a moment, concern fell over her since the Black Bow Army knew about Gatz. Was the girl part of the BBA and was this a part of a crazy attempt for her to gain the Ox Princess' trust. The fact that Gatz was supposedly Anju's father was another bewildering idea. "I have you know that Gatz is probably angry with me. I doubt we will be having any babies soon." She commented with her sarcastic humor. Quietly, she wondered if what Anju said was true. Her hands rested on her hips while she was deep in thought. WC: 318 TWC : 3,210 Edited by Bel Zephyra, May 28 2014, 10:33 PM.
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