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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 2 2014, 01:00 PM Post #31 |
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If the raven haired mother wasn't annoyed before, she was about to be. Her giggling stopped when Gatz licked and slurped the ice cream off his nose. She watched him with disgust. His table manners were one of the worst she had seen even in comparison to her ex husband. "Ew!" Her response was as if she were a little girl who had seen a bug on the floor. Her head shook at his ridiculousness. She decided not to dig into it further because her ice cream cone was nearly done. His behavior didn't deter her attitude from savoring the last bit of ice cream that he bought for her. Unfortunately, her experience with the deliciousness of the cone was about to be ruined. "Could your tiny frame even handle one shot?" The last bite was always the best, but unfortunately her husband took it from her before she could finish. He swallowed it whole. He didn't even chew. For a second, she was expecting him to choke on it. She didn't wish for him to choke or anything, but she was irritated that he took the ice cream from her especially when she was pregnant and had cravings. "Hey! You bought that for me! You're so rude Gatz ugh!" Her arms folded defiantly because his kind gesture of buying her the ice cream cone was immediately ruined. "Could your tiny frame even handle one shot?" "What did you say to me?" She narrowed her eyes at him. If there was one thing she could not stand, was when he threw his weight around at her like she was supposed to be scared of him. Her temper flared at how he was acting. He was not only being rude, but he was purposely attempting to rile her up. It was then she noticed his bizarre reaction to her ice cream attack on him. "So you think this is funny huh? I'm going to have to show someone here who the boss is real quick. Ain't that right nerd freak?" "What in the world are you doing Gatz? Have you lost your mind? Yes, you definitely did lose your mind! This is no place for that!" Her eyes widened when he began to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. Her attention turned to Gohan who was smart and looked away. She too had to look away because of how embarrassing it was. Her husband had no shame whatsoever. "Actually, it looks like I already did." "Disgusting!" She shouted at him when he rested his hand on her stomach. She wished she didn't take a look at him because she saw the perverse expression on his face. Her cheeks turned a brightened red from the embarrassment. Her cheeks puffed in irritation that her husband would display such grotesque behavior in front of her son. Playfully, she lightly slapped him across the shoulder and pushed him away from her to rid herself of the grossness she felt at the moment. The moment went silent. She did not dare to look at her husband so she did not notice how he was admiring her. At the moment, she was too irritated by why he had done. She folded her arms across her chest because she fumed at what Gatz did. This was until Gatz commented about the stadium. Her head turned to look out Gohan's window. She took in the beauty of the building even if it was meant for people to get hurt inside. Her memories of participating in the tournament were good ones. This was back before she had no memories of who she was prior to marrying her ex husband. She had a stretch of months where she had amnesia, yet Gatz never gave up on her. He was patient with her until he was able to return her memories. The reason she came to fight in the stadium was to be rebellious against her father and because she enjoyed fighting. It was a passion of her's that was in her blood since the moment she was born. She managed to win the first time. The second time her husband, which at the time she did not know she was married to because she had amnesia, participated in it too. Goten tried to stop her from fighting in a tournament as gruesome as Gatz's. The three of them made it to the finals, but neither Goten nor Gatz paid any attention to her in the ring. Instead, they fought one another and eliminated each other which left her victorious for the 2nd time. Her head shook at how they left her alone in the ring. She had no clue what the two discussed while she was surrounded by a crowd of reporters who wanted to know who she was. What she did know was that the two never got along. Unlike Gohan, Goten never gave Gatz a chance. "It is quite beautiful. I remember when I won twice." She flexed her bicep. It was not as impressive as her husband's or those she constantly was around, but one could definitely see that she was a fighter. Her toned bicep was visible even with her feminine frame. She said to brag because after Gatz's ego trip, she had to remind him that she too was good. Her mood changed in an instant because the beauty of the city at night eased her. "Maybe I should get a building nearby--so I can treat those injured there," Her attention went on Gatz after Gohan mentioned he should open his practice by the stadium. It made sense. The injured could be attended to. "I think that's a brilliant idea son. Those troublemakers need to get medical attention too. What do you think Gatz?" She asked him fondly because she knew she could push him into agreeing with her son. WC: 1,036 TWC: 8,066 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 2 2014, 01:01 PM.
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| Gatz | Dec 2 2014, 01:27 PM Post #32 |
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Keeping his smirk when she hit him, he was liking this. Gatz heard his wife statement about winning the tournament twice which got his dominant nature to be the best going. She was trying to show off by bragging. She should have known by now that he was the best at bragging. Smirking at her feisty attitude, he wanted dominantly take her challenge. He turned to her as she was flexing. Glaring at her gesture and attempt to brag, he found it fucking adorable. He took in her pose because he was giving her a moment to shine just before he crushed her hopes and dreams like he did since it was funny. He squinted his eyes to see the muscle, but he acted like he saw nothing. He did it purposely to annoy her. She was toned, but no where near as impressive as the beast. His finger poked it to mock her. "I don't see anything. You sure you flexin?" He heard Gohan's suggestion and then his wife spoke to him to convince him. He liked to spoil her, but on his terms. She said it would help out the injured like he cared. Her good heart didn't see the bigger picture. His tournament was hardcore for a reason. It was no place for bitches. He didn't give a flying fuck about whether or not the worthless garbage that entered in his tournament got treatment or not. He wanted to see them tear each other apart. Smirking because of what she said about how she won the tournament twice, he got an idea about how to impress her while giving her what she wanted, but in his way. He saw this as the opportunity demonstrate who the Greatest Android Terror was. He could never be outdone and not by anyone. "See I don't just let any piece of shit come into my city. I built it to keep freaks out. I expect the fucking best if I pay for something. You're going to have to take a couple of tests. So I tell you what Nerd Freak. I'm in the mood to break skulls open and to show the princess here who the beast is since she likes to brag and all. My offspring needs to get started on her trainin too so I expect her ass to be watchin. I'm going to participate in that tournament tonight and injure as many weak fucks as I can. You can heal them. If one of them complains about the service, then too fucking bad." He thought this was fair. "It's the only offer you are going to fucking get. Take it or leave it." He folded his arms across his chest. It didn't matter what the geek replied with because the terror was going to get his daily dosage of wrecking freaks out of the way. He was going to participate in the tournament because he felt like showing off to his girl. He didn't want to be outdone. "Limo freak take us to the stadium." He demanded the limo driver with a harsh tone. The limo driver turned and headed for the Stadium. Word Count: 565 Total Word Count: 6,471 Edited by Gatz, Dec 2 2014, 01:29 PM.
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| ScorriaGohan | Dec 2 2014, 01:52 PM Post #33 |
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Gohan's eyebrows reached for his hair as he looked over at his mother, impressed by her boast about winning two tournaments at that stadium. Color him impressed--he knew she was a bit of a martial artist, but now that she was flexing, he could definitely see she had improved since the last time he saw her. Perhaps that was why he had felt her power level being much higher than the last time he had visited with her, she was actually training and fighting to improve herself. He had to admit, that was rather admirable about her. He knew his mother could be fierce, so he did not exactly like the idea of someone being on the receiving end of that fury, physically speaking. Or verbally. Or any form, really. "That's impressive, mother! I wish I was there to see it," he said, scratching the back of his head again in embarrassment, especially when she agreed with his idea. Maybe Mister Gatz would-- At that moment, Mister Gatz commented on his mother's flex, acting as if she wasn't truly flexing at all--or at least implying that her muscles were not well-defined enough to compare to him. Surely, he would see how much she had improved, since his eyesight was probably far superior to Gohan's--not that the doctor really needed glasses, they were just for reading, after all--but the man seemed to have a different idea entirely on this whole medical practice suggestion--a couple of tests. If any of them were like the previous tests he had taken, either with the University or treating that injured Limo driver back at the Ice Cream shop, they were sure to be a challenge all right. Oddly enough, Gohan did not feel nervous about the challenge, because that was what this was--Mister Gatz wasn't testing Gohan, it was a challenge. He could almost hear her husband's statement in the air--'bet you I can hurt more people than you can heal'--like he was somekind of High Schooler. "Take it or leave it," Mister Gatz offered, and for a moment, Gohan wondered just how fair it was to the people that her husband was about to injure and maim, all in the name of showing off for her. However, Gohan pushed his glasses back up towards his face with a single finger, a big smirk on the young Doctor's face. He couldn't back out of this challenge now--it was his one way to prove himself, not only to his mother, but to his new step-father as well. Anyone that actually went into the ring with Mister Gatz probably already knew what they were in for, so one could justify that they had it coming--in a way. Not that he could justify that sort of behavior, and for a moment, Gohan considered entering as well... if only to prevent more harm to those around him. So here he was, at the crossroad. He could either enter the tournament himself and challenge Mister Gatz directly in order to make sure the man did not harm anyone else, or he could accept the offer and treat anyone that stepped into the ring with Mister Gatz. Or... perhaps there was a way to do both. He had a feeling 'leaving' the offer would backfire on him, so he had to do this his way--the smart way. "I accept, Mister Gatz," Gohan responded, that same smirk on his face as he looked over towards his mother's husband. As the limo turned towards the stadium, Gohan's mind was alight with thoughts and ideas, trying to find the best way to manipulate the situation in order to both prove himself to those in the limo with him, as well as reduce the amount of harm to others that entered the ring. Normally, whatever happened in a ring was each fighter's fault, but something told Gohan that Gatz was more than just a fighter--he was a beast, in every sense of the word. "I hope your stadium has enough supplies to treat the men you're about to fight," he said, off-handedly, more curious if that sort of thing was even kept in the stadium. If not, he'd have to find some other way to procure all the medical supplies he would need for this task. He couldn't work miracles without bandages, pain killers, and the like--but if he had to, he could at least make something happen. ((WC: 759)) ((TWC: 10237)) |
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 2 2014, 02:07 PM Post #34 |
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"That's impressive, mother! I wish I was there to see it," It was her turn to be on the receiving end of an ego boost. She smiled proudly when Gohan complimented her accomplishment. ![]() "I don't see anything. You sure you flexin?" As for her husband, he was quick to tease her about how little her muscle was. Her arms tightened around her chest. "Gohan you should check my husband's eyes. I don't think he sees very well." Her tongue stuck out at Gatz in a kid like fashion because she was irritated by his lack of attention to detail. He made it seem like she didn't have any. Her eyes narrowed momentarily at her husband's inability to recognize it because it was once again, his way of showing off. Her eyes rolled after he ignored her accomplishment completely and went directly into business conversation. He was going to give into her request, but it did not come without a price. It was a price she figured Gohan would not go for or so she thought. Her husband's proposal required Gohan to help the injured fighters that Gatz would be fighting. This would not end well. It was bothersome to know that the main reason her husband was entering was to show off to her. He wanted all the glory to himself so that she could stroke his ego further. It was not happening. "For once Gatz, can't you make it easy? Does everything you do have to involve violence?" She asked him straight after Gohan agreed to the stipulation. She didn't think Gohan knew what he was getting himself into. Was he that determined to have a building in the city? Wasn't there another way? Sighing in defeat, she clenched her fists. "Gatz our child is not even old enough to train. Why are you doing this? You don't have to show me what a brute you are. I already know." She was irritated by both of them and desperately wanted to get out of the limo. She had enough of being in between both. "This is absolutely unbelievable! I can't believe you are agreeing to this Gohan. What is it with men sometimes. I hope you know what you are in for." She said angrily. "I hope your stadium has enough supplies to treat the men you're about to fight," "This is ridiculous. Let me out!" She said when the limo stopped. As soon as it did, she did not waste any time. Her arm reached the door handle. With force, she pulled the handle. She climbed over Gatz's lap and used her feet to kick the door open. WC: 472 TWC: 8,538 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 2 2014, 02:34 PM.
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| Gatz | Dec 2 2014, 02:28 PM Post #35 |
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![]() Gatz tilted his head upward arrogantly and smirked when Gohan agreed to the terms. The android terror would get to flex his muscles and destroy some freaks too. Gohan wanted medical supplies. The nerd asked for a lot didn't he. He cracked his neck before agreeing to it. Being that it was strictly business, he gave into Gohan's request. "Hey, limo freak. Make sure this geek gets what he needs put it on my tab." He ordered with a bluntness. Figuring Gohan might not be able to handle what might see, the terror gave him one last piece offering. He handed Gohan the bottle of Hennessey just before he heard his wife's reaction to their deal. "You might need this shit after what you see what I do to the freaks in the ring." He said to Gohan because it was true. There were no amount of drinks that would rid the nerd of the nightmarish scenes he was about to see. His wife was mad at the business agreement. He was doing her a favor by giving Gohan a chance to prove himself. It was simple. Hanging around the android terror, was not easy. He protected his girl from seeing how brutally violent he could be, but he had no more room in his black, demonic heart for others. He would make them watch and do it with a sadistic smirk on his face. She hated the idea. Her stubbornness was her biggest personality trait and he enjoyed its challenge. It was the type of attitude that required him to be dominantly aggressive sometimes because she often put herself into danger. He still found it fucking adorable that she was mad even if she was ready to hit him. "Where are you going in such a hurry?" He stopped his girl from leaving the limo right after she kicked the door. His arms firmly wrapped around her abdomen to keep her on his lap. She wasn't going anywhere with the grip he put on her. He could tell she was infuriated, and he liked it too. The feel of her bubbly, soft behind on his lap got him feeling like a fucking champ already. He snickered cockily when she tried to get away from his lap. There was no fucking way he was letting her out of the limo before he got out especially with the pieces of shit that lurked around the fighting arena. Keeping a hold of Chichi on his lap as she struggled, her hand pushed against his cheek causing his face to squint while he was talking. He couldn't talk so he had to keep her still. Taking a hold of her slender wrist, he held her in place. He was doing it for her own damn good. "Nerd freak this limo bitch will get you what you need. Come meet at us at the stadium when you get rid of that thrift shop rag and get the band aids you need. " With strength, he lifted both himself and Chichi out of the limo. He rested her onto her feet gently. "Stay by my side. Don't you pull anything on me either." His finger at her when he demanded what he did because she did it a number of times before where she ignored him and did whatever the fuck she wanted to do. The limo driver opened Gohan's door. He didn't b other asking why Mrs. Gatz was on Mr. Gatz's lap. It was business as usual. "I'll be happy to assist you." He told Gohan. Word Count 630 Total Word Count: 7,101 Edited by Gatz, Dec 2 2014, 02:36 PM.
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| ScorriaGohan | Dec 2 2014, 05:46 PM Post #36 |
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The young doctor seemed a bit more calm at the prospect of getting assistance and the supplies he would need for this ludicrous adventure. He would probably need every bit of those supplies if things were going to go down like Gohan feared--and he had no idea what Mister Gatz was truly capable of, in terms of combat. All he saw was the man shooting another limo driver in the legs with a shotgun, but since he could not sense Mister Gatz's power, it was possible he was an android--a very powerful one at that, if his reputation was to be believed. He looked over as Mister Gatz offered the whole bottle of the liqour from earlier, seeing the label for the first time. He had never heard of a beverage by the name, but it was more the implication than anything else--Mister Gatz was about to engage in some brutal combat, the likes of which Gohan might not be able to stomach. The thought alone left him with a sense of dread--not for his talents as a doctor, but for those poor people he was about to fight. He couldn't stand the thought... Gohan visibly winced at his mother's protest, a sure sign that he had definitely done something wrong, in her eyes. Of course, he should have refused--there was no way he could condone that kind of action against people--even warriors--that had no idea what they were in for. Even Gohan had no idea what he was in for--and his mother thought the same, getting out of the limo as soon as she could, though Gatz was quick to stop her. During the scuffle, Gohan thought long and hard about what was about to happen--and either way, people were going to get hurt if Mister Gatz walked into that stadium. He could see the desire for combat and murder in the man's eyes. Even as his mother protested, Mister Gatz informed Gohan that he would need to change out of his ruined suit and get the supplies--then meet them at the stadium. For all Gohan knew, Mister Gatz probably would not wait long for Gohan to be ready before he engaged in wanton violence--he would have to be fast and quick. Unfortunately, Gohan really didn't bring a change of clothes, prompting the young doctor to look down at his watch. No... he wouldn't have time to do this properly. It was time to move as fast as he could. Gohan stepped out of the limo after the driver opened the door. "I appreciate the assistance," Gohan informed the driver, still a little upset at the look of his attire. That would have to come later, however. "We don't have a lot of time. I'll need two liters of Morphine, at least three of disinfectant, about..." he thought for a moment. A dozen casualties? That seemed like a responsible estimate, "...twenty rolls of bandages, scissors, forceps, tourniquets, about a dozen bags of IV, and probably a dozen bags of plasma--blood infusions, O-negative--several pairs of gloves and a medical mask. I have the rest of what I'll need in my suitcase," he said, hoisting it out of the limo. "Oh, and stitches. Something tells me we're going to need a lot of those too," he said, looking over at the stadium one last time before he looked back over at the driver. "Let's make it happen." The next five minutes or so were spent on a rush of activity, trying to procure all the necessary supplies--along with supply carts to carry everything--with the limo driver, who was an immensely useful sort of guy, thankfully. It wasn't exactly his job to help, but he did it nevertheless, thank Kais. When everything was gathered, they had spent roughly eight minutes gathering it all up and onto the medical carts--two of them--leaving Gohan with enough time to change out of his ruined clothes and into a medical outfit of some sort. His suit pants were still on, but they were thankfully covered by his medical apron, though his glasses were still on his face. A great ball of anxiety built up in his chest and belly, incredibly worried over what could--and very likely would--occur in that stadium. He had to think fast if he was going to prevent all of this from happening, but for the life of him, he just couldn't think of a solution right away. He looked over at the bottle of liqour he had been given and shook his head--aside from its medical applications, he really didn't feel like drinking at the moment, but he took a quick gulp of it all the same, wincing at the taste of it and shaking his head. He had to be at his very best if he was going to save the lives of those fighters and-- Looking at one of the panels inside the stadium, he spied something he had not considered before. A fire alarm. That could get everyone out of the stadium, but there was still the problem of Mister Gatz's world-renown temper. How could he deal with that? He looked down at his watch again to look at the time, spotting the red button upon it--the disguise device installed there long ago by Bulma. It was a ludicrous idea to even think that--to disguise himself and go up against Mister Gatz himself while the rest of the people fled the scene but... Gohan smirked. Maybe it was the alcohol talking at this point. But if the only person to get injured in this whole event was him, he wouldn't complain about his own medical treatment, and he could treat himself if necessary. No... this was crazy, ludicrous--suicidal. Insane enough to work. You can help people with your fists and intelligence, his mother had said. So it looked like he would have to do just that--outsmart the beast. ((wc: 1017)) ((TWC: 11254)) Edited by ScorriaGohan, Dec 2 2014, 10:32 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 2 2014, 09:38 PM Post #37 |
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Moodily, the Ox Princess kicked the limo door open. She made the mistake of assuming that her husband would let her out without making a big deal of it. He grabbed hold of her the second she tried to slide over his lap. Her irritation escalated while his grip tightened. Her hands grasped at his hands to get him to let her go. During the scuffle, she heard the two talking as if nothing were happening. In her current situation, she could not believe that the both of them were going through with the ridiculous agreement. "Where are you going in such a hurry?" She snarled at Gatz's statement because he knew exactly where she wanted to go. She wanted out of the limo. "I want to get out of here you big oof! " Her hand pushed against his face to get him to let go, yet he refused. Then he grasped her wrist which caused her to fight harder against his hold. Even with her hand pressed into his face, he continued to talk business with Gohan. Eventually, she was lifted out of the limo and placed on her feet. Her feet kicked even when he lifted her out of the limo. Her hand brushed her lengthy hair out of her face and noticed him point at her to get her to stay still. Gatz gave the limo driver a set of instructions that would give Gohan the supplies he needed. Her arms folded across her chest defiantly and her foot tapped against the parking lot pavement. "Stay by my side. Don't you pull anything on me either." "Oh is that right?" Upon hearing Gatz's order, she began to walk away from him and headed towards the entrance of the stadium. She didn't care about his backlash either because she could handle him. There was nothing he could do to her anyway. "I will see you inside Gohan" There was no way she was going to let him talk to her that way especially in front of Gohan. The entrance was not far away from the limo and so she was able to get to the entrance before Gatz was finished speaking with Gohan. In the background, she heard her husband yell at her, but she ignored him. Paul was at the entrance of the stadium. When he saw Chi-chi, he grinned. He noticed the familiar limo in the background too. He clapped his hands once because that meant the boss man was around. The night was boring, but somehow when the bosses were around there was always some kind of excitement. He grinned wider when he heard the boss man in the background shouting. There was already action and they arrived only seconds prior. "Hey, Chi! Man, I'm so glad to see you two here. It was getting boring." He said thankfully. The goof caused her to relax after the what occurred in the limo. She didn't like the terms Gohan and Gatz agreed too, but there was nothing more to be said. There was at least one cheery person that night, and it was her long time friend Paul. She smiled as if nothing happened between Gatz and her. Paul folded his arms across his chest as she gazed down at Chi. "What crawled up his ass?" Paul asked with humor. Her eyes shifted left to right at the question. Her arms folded across her chest too because she knew a scene would be created. She was used to it. Paul laughed because he knew how it was already. The boss man could be a hard nut to crack, but he got what Chichi was saying. He decided to let it be. " Trust me you won't be thanking me for long. Where can I even begin...?" She could hear her husband's footsteps approaching. Before he got there, she wanted to tell Paul about her son. "Also, if you see a tall, handsome, nerd looking boy at the entrance make sure you greet him. He is my son." She smiled at Paul who Paul punched the palm of his fist with his hand. "Yeah!" He pumped his fist. "I get to meet your kid. If he is tough like his mom, I'm gonna ask him to fight me." He said enthusiastically. Chi-chi's smile widened because her heart filled with pride. "He is a brilliant fighter. He is a doctor too." She mentioned proudly and loudly so that her husband could hear just in time. WC: 782 TWC: 9,320 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 2 2014, 09:39 PM.
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| Gatz | Dec 2 2014, 10:12 PM Post #38 |
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"So you want 2 liters of morphine, three disinfectant, scissors, forceps, tourniquets, about a dozen bags of IV, and probably a dozen bags of plasma- ." The limo driver repeated after the kid to get the notes accurate. He was left to be the chaperon to this supposed doctor. He didn't care thouh as long as he got paid and was not killed like the other employees that sometimes got out of line. The job security wasn't very good. He spent the next couple of minutes helping the guy get what he needed. The Great Android Terror looked away from the limo driver and the nerd freak. Taking a look back at his girl, his eyes darkened and his nostrils flared. She was gone. He spotted his wife at the entrance of the stadium. She ignored his demand which got his blood pumping. His fists clenched because a sick fuck could have attacked her. She didn't even wait for him. This was the type of shit that drove him crazy about her stubborn attitude. Leaving Gohand to do his shit, the android terror stalked after Chi-chi. "Where the fuck are you going? When I tell your ass to stay in one place, I MEAN IT!" Roaring at the top of his lungs, the ground shook as he did so. He was not in the mood to play her games. Reaching her, he overheard her compliment Gohan. This added more fuel to the demonic fire that was about to explode on the nearest Paul grinned and waved at him. "Hey boss man! I didn't expect you to be here tonight. I thought you were gonna be out with the Mrs and have alone time. Shit is boring around here though." He was enthusiastic knowing full well the boss man was pissed. He tried not to laugh when Gatz reached them both because of what Chi told him. A vein popped from his head when he heard an annoying voice piece his brain. He shot a death glare at Paul. "Shut it freak! Get out of my face you stupid fuck before I wipe that smile off your face. Take a walk. Go do your job!" He took hold of Chi's arm and turned her to him so that she could take a good look at his face. He straightened his posture to tower over her . Glaring down at her with rage, he wanted her to hear what he had to say. He kept a grip on her arm. It was not tight enough to hurt her, but it was enough to keep her from going anywhere. Paul looked at Chi and winked at her because he had seen this before. Shrugging at Gatz, he placed his hands in his pockets and whisled while he walked away. He'd go patrolling the area while the two of them argued it out. Seeing the goof freak go away, he placed his attention on Chi-chi. "I told you to stay put and what do you do? You do whatever the fuck you want. There could have been some sick freak who could have attacked you in this parking lot. We get weirdos in this damn place, yet you walking out here like it's a mall. Get it through that thick skull of yours PRINCESS." He said princess condescendingly to drive his point home. Seeing that they were alone, he lowered his voice to a low, vicious growl. He was going to get though to her. "You're pregnant, a top priority target for two bastard organizations, you're mine, ....and fucking sexy. I want you at my side from now on and if you aren't, I'll have no choice, but to force you." He didn't care if she was looking at him with a pair of puppy eyes because what he said at the moment was how it was going to be. He as the man's the man and that's just the way it was. Letting go of her arm, he turned his back to her. His head turned to keep his eyes on her so she didn't feel like he was blaming her. "I'm dedicating this fight night to you and our offspring. If Geek a Freak does good, I'll give him the building he wants." His hand rested on her back to guide her into the stadium. They were headed to the locker room where he'd get changed and prepared to destroy some weaklings. Taking in the arena scent, he sensed no one in the stadium that was capable of taking him out. It was because he was the fucking king...the beast. He was going to make tonight as bloody as possible. ----- Paul whistled nonchalantly through the hallway. His whistling could be heard echoing throughout the hallway warning anyone who might be close by. He was hoping a summabitch would be crazy enough to come to the stadium tonight because he was bored. "Ah man Gatz why couldn't you juss let me fight tonight. I get bored juss watching. Chi would probably lemme have a go tonight. I should go ask her after I do a quick check." He wasn't expecting anything to happen because it was another boring night at the stadium. Taking notice to a figure in the distance, he stopped and rested his hands on his hips. "Hey you! Yah you over there. You lost or something? The locker rooms are this way man." He had no clue that the figure was Chi's kid. ![]() Word Count: 956 Total Word Count: 8,057 Edited by Gatz, Dec 2 2014, 10:27 PM.
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| ScorriaGohan | Dec 2 2014, 10:31 PM Post #39 |
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Gohan blinked in surprise as he heard a rather strange sound coming from the arena hallways behind him, prompting him to cover his watch and tend to the medical supplies he and the limo driver had managed to secure for the purposes of tonight's fights. Of course, if his plan worked, there really wouldn't be any need of them, and if it didn't, well... he would at least be glad they were on hand, to say the least. Still, he paid less attention to the man whistling and got the equipment ready for use, preparing a few syringes and threading a few needles, just in case. However, Gohan's work was soon interrupted by a foreign voice. The doctor looked over, surprise on his face as he was addressed by a stranger, who seemed to think he was a fighter that had gotten lost. The man was well-dressed, for certain, though he seemed rather rough around the edges--exactly the kind of type he could see in Mister Gatz's employ. Gohan let out a nervous chuckle and scratched his neck again. "Who, me? No, sir, I'm the doctor for tonight--invited by Mister Gatz himself, if you can believe it," Gohan answered, his eyes shifting to look back over at his cart--or more accurately, the nearby fire alarm--before he looked back over at the man approaching. "Name's Gohan, M.D., pleasure to meet you, mister," Gohan said, at least being friendly and offering the man a good handshake in greeting--if he accepted that sort of thing. Despite his calm--if awkward--exterior, Gohan could feel his nervousness and anxiety start to build, coupled with that fuzzy feeling in his head from that liqour. It made him feel bolder, but the logical part of his brain had to reel himself in--and thank goodness for that. He had to make sure he wasn't seen: both for the alarm and for the disguise device. While the device would disguise his physical features and voice, he was not entirely sure if it would work on his energy signature, and since he was still operating under the assumption that Mister Gatz was an android, he had to assume the man's senses were razor sharp. He wouldn't be able to afford suppressing his power if a confrontation did erupt, however--something told him that there would be no way Mister Gatz would go easy on him, regardless if he knew his identity or not. Besides... the Great Saiyaman had an image to keep up. "I'm just preparing for the injuries that are likely going to occur tonight. Say, could you do me a favor?" Gohan asked, pulling the bottle of liqour from the supply cart that Mister Gatz had given him earlier. "Could you take this off my hands? Mister Gatz gave it to me, but I don't drink and, well, I'm sure you can imagine how thrilled he'd be if I turned down a gift from him, you know? I'd appreciate it," he said, offering the bottle to the man, as friendly as he could. "If you're feeling up to it, though, I haven't had anything to eat all day--here's some zeni. I'd appreciate it if you could snag me a couple of hot dogs or something--I can't exactly leave this stuff here unattended, and I kind of have to be here in case the fights start to get ugly, you know?" He asked, handing the man some spare zeni--at this point, any excuse could work to get the man out of the way and out of sight--he just hoped he didn't look too suspicious about the whole thing. ((WC: 618)) ((TWC: 11872)) Edited by ScorriaGohan, Dec 2 2014, 10:33 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 2 2014, 10:54 PM Post #40 |
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Paul winked at her before he was ordered to leave her along with Gatz. Her narrowed eyes trailed after Paul because she refused to acknowledge her husband's bad behavior. She was going to follow Paul, but her arm was grabbed. Her husband's grip was not tight to hurt her, but she could not release her arm unless she got physical with him. Her body was turned and she was forced to look into mean glare that most were afraid of, but not her. Her large, temper flared eyes glared up at him. His attempt to intimidate her with his height did nothing. "I told you to stay put and what do you do? You do whatever the fuck you want. There could have been some sick freak who could have attacked you in this parking lot. We get weirdos in this damn place, yet you walking out here like it's a mall. Get it through that thick skull of yours PRINCESS." "If you weren't a brute all the time, maybe I would be a good girl. I am not a baby Gatz. I can protect myself when the situation calls for it. It's not like I went to the other side of the planet either. I was right here in the parking lot. You make it seem like those troublemakers are hiding under the cars." She was interrupted by his loud, boisterous voice. What he was about to say would definitely hit her heart because she did not see it how he did. While she knew his obsession with her safety was over the top, the way he made it sound put into perspective. Her pride, however, did not want to give into his reasoning. She disliked feeling helpless and in this case, he made her feel that way because she was pregnant. Her powers far exceeded human standards, but the tiredness did get too her as well as her need to keep her baby safe. "You're pregnant, a top priority target for two bastard organizations, you're mine, ....and fucking sexy. I want you at my side from now on and if you aren't, I'll have no choice, but to force you." He was right and his reaction was justified. It was not like her to agree with behavior such as his, but he had a point. As for being forced, that would never happen. Him forcing her would lead to further arguments. She was not one to be controlled. He knew how stubborn she was so his statement held no depth. Of course, in the past, he did carry her out of a clothing store on his shoulder. He was attacked by angry female workers, yet it did nothing to stop him. Once his mind was set, there was no changing it. When he let go of her arm, she let her arm fall to her side. Gatz might have been absolutely ridiculous at times, but his caring never got old. She sighed profoundly. Her safety was a big part as to why they were headed to space. She appreciated how worried he was for Anju and herself. Her innocent gaze rested on him when he turned his back to her. She managed to keep an eye on her. "I'm dedicating this fight night to you and our offspring. If Geek a Freak does good, I'll give him the building he wants." She did not admit that she was wrong for being careless. However, her angered expression softened especially when she heard Gatz's remark. His gesture about dedicating the fights for Anju and herself was sweet. "I hope you don't plan on dismembering anyone as your dedication to us. " She commented slyly, but at the same time meant it. "Geek a.....? Honestly, he has a name Gatz. His name is Gohan." She reminded him. His hand pressed against her spine to get her to walk inside the stadium. He led her to the locker room where she followed him closely. She wondered what Gohan was up too.... WC: 705 TWC: 10,025 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 19 2014, 12:43 AM.
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