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| Park Story (Chi-Chi only); Havoc has a strange encounter in the park. | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 8 2015, 06:40 PM (156 Views) | |
| Tod Buck | Feb 8 2015, 06:40 PM Post #1 |
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The wind blew, the green grass rolled and twisted in its place, dew trickling off. It was a surprisingly peaceful and serene park; at least, that's what Havoc thought. The grey colored majin sat with his white baggy pants and belt, the moist mahogany underneath him creaking. He gazed out upon the great expanse of the sparkling grass, and thick, brown, sturdy, and rugged trees, compared to the rest of this place, Havoc felt like he was in what the organization located here named itself after, perhaps Final Heaven was the park's name, considering how peaceful and serene it was. Of course, the being with the look of decayed gum would never express such thoughts in the Terror's ground. "After all this time of being knocked stupid by multiple people, I need some rest and relaxation..." Havoc smiled, and rested further on the wet, wooden bench, making it creak louder. He gazed once again, happy to get some peace for the longest time in a while since he awoke from Sudden Sleep Disorder. But, as the dark colored blob rested, from the corner of his eye, he noticed a strange figure approaching, from this distance, he could only decipher the figure as tall, female, and human, at least, that was Havoc's best guest, and as the perceived female approached, the majin sat up and waited for her to get closer before doing anything. WC: 232 TWC: 232 |
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| Bel Zephyra | Feb 8 2015, 11:39 PM Post #2 |
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![]() Chi-chi hummed a tune when she entered into the park. She was eager to have alone and relaxation time. Being a new mother, she barely had time for herself. However, her husband gave her the day off and took the responsibilities of watching Anju. It would be his first time babysitting. She pondered if he'd be alright. The thought of him feeding his daughter and changing her caused her to smile in amusement. Since the day Anju was born, Gatz worked long hours in the military base to ensure their safety as well as the world's, but he always made time for the both of them. They practically lived on the base as a family, therefore, he spent them when he could. It was her day today though. Mentally, she already missed baby Anju in her arms. It was Gatz's suggestion she take a break and head to the park. Her body guard, Paul Phoenix, sat in the limo and watched her from a distance since she asked to be alone. After spending a week and a half with the baby constantly, she got a bit of a break and a deserving one at that. Her husband's generosity allowed her to have time at the park. She walked towards a tree where there was a patch of shade. Then, lifting her arms to the sky, she stretched her soreness away. ![]() In a calm place, she had yet to notice the black being that was close by. WC: 260 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Feb 8 2015, 11:40 PM.
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| Tod Buck | Feb 9 2015, 05:39 PM Post #3 |
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Seeing her as a not a threat, Havoc laxed a little. As she passed to sit under a tree, he looked over in her direction. She had a white outfit on, a purple streak down its middle. He decided he should take a look further into this, rest and relaxation could wait, curiousity had to be sated. The grey gum man hopped out of the weak mahogony bench, making it creak one last time. He walked over to the strange maiden, and tapped her shoulder. "Excuse me, but my curiousity is piqued, who are you, exactly?" Her hair was long and black, shiny and silk-like. She had no outwardly apparent muscle, though she seemed well disciplined. A more detailed examination of her wear revealed her dress's streak to actually be a coat opening, with similar hued things that were likely buttons at the opening's sides. As Havoc continued to examine the maiden, her lack of leg coverage became apparent, showing off her pale skin, not vampire pale, mind you, but pale enough it was clear she didn't do anything to receive even the lightest tan. The woman wore black leather gloves and similar looking shorts, with what appeared to be a fan at her side, Havoc didn't have many conclusions about this woman based on her clothing, she seemed to equally want to enjoy the peaceful serene enviroment around her. She had a mother's pudge, that much was obvious to see, though, the decayed gum like majin wouldn't say such out loud. He held his tongue, and gave her time to respond. As the winds rustled past, he had many questions in his head, that he wouldn't just ask without letting her say something in response. He was patient though, he was going to earn her respect before he went all interrogation on her, she certainly seemed like she deserved respect. WC: 310 TWC: 542 |
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| Bel Zephyra | Feb 9 2015, 08:39 PM Post #4 |
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Chi-chi sat underneath the tree with her legs crossed in Indian Style. The fresh breeze blew against her face. It was a wonderful sensation. She closed her eyes and prepared to train with her mind. Since she had given birth only a week and a half prior, she was not yet clear to train physically. Her mind, however, was a sharp tool that could be used to prepare her for the harder training that would come once she was capable of getting back into it. As she inhaled and exhaled in a monk-like manner, she could feel all her surroundings. She could sense all the disturbances in the area. With her heightened senses, her mind could go to the farthest reaches of the world if she desired. She sensed a strange aura approach. It wasn't until the voice spoke to her that she opened her eyes. Her onyx eyes of curiosity met with those of a black creature that looked similar to the bubble gum monster named Buu. The one that hung out with Mr. Satan was gentle in demeanor, however, she did not think the same for the black one before her. He looked demonic like the one that once killed her son and blew up the entire. Instantly, the Ox Princess rose to her feet. He looked dangerous, yet she was not afraid to confront of him. "Excuse me, but my curiousity is piqued, who are you, exactly?" "I should be asking you that question. Who are you? What do you want?" She was not about to talk to a stranger and reveal her information to him. It was not her style. WC: 290 TWC: 550 |
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| Tod Buck | Feb 9 2015, 09:17 PM Post #5 |
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As the maiden responded, he jumped back, forced on guard by her aggression, his arms were raised in a defensive manner, his facial expression less curious and more surprised. The breeze continued to gust as he exhaled heavily, lowering his guard to a very slight degree, noticable, but slight, nonetheless. "My name is Havoc, fair maiden. I am clearly of far less power than you, it would be foolish for me to attempt any harm upon your person, I merely noticed you passing by. Forgive me for disrupting you, if you desire my exit, I understand well, very well." He looked about, at the serene trees of colorful leaves, at the grass still sparkling with the dew of morning. He greatly respected nature, and it was good to see the Terror in some way shared this view, it was just then he noticed a sparkling limousine, monochrome and menacing, it clearly belonged to someone of great power and respect, carrying an aura not unlike this maiden. He listened to the birds sing, and the peace and calm was clear on his face, he knew it was a bad time to act akin to this, but the majin needed to collect his thoughts in an organized manner, and harkening to morning bird song was the best way of going about such. His mind only slightly drifted, just enough to consider the situation carefully, but also close enough to reality to snap back to it if need become such. He was not here for answers, or much, he was merely curious, and he offered to back off peacefully, everything seemed good so far, the only thing that could go wrong is if this maiden chose to attack him, she certainly acted repulsed enough to do so. His only option then would be to face her wrath, or run, and neither options had a harmless enough worst case case scenario to dare risking. It would be to damn logic to try either of those things, if she chose assault, he would most certainly have to stall and find ways to outsmart this woman. However, if she calmly requested he back off, he would agree to such terms, and relax on the creaky mahogany bench, if she wished to continue conversing, Havoc was also completely open to that option just the same as backing off from this maiden fair. For now, Havoc merely awaited a response from her of some kind, aggressive or peaceful. WC: 409 TWC: 951 |
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| Bel Zephyra | Feb 9 2015, 11:56 PM Post #6 |
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. "My name is Havoc, fair maiden. I am clearly of far less power than you, it would be foolish for me to attempt any harm upon your person, I merely noticed you passing by. Forgive me for disrupting you, if you desire my exit, I understand well, very well." The Ox Princess' narrowed eyes observed the black fiend closely who was named Havoc. When he answered her question, she was secretly surprised by his manner of speaking because it was unlike anything she'd expect from a monstrosity like the gum creatures before him. She listened intently as he responded to her question. He even went as far as to compliment her in a knight-like fashion. He called her a fair maiden. Since she was of royal blood, yet she was not one to flaunt, she understood where the term originated from. Intently, she watched him look at the serene surroundings of the park. He was hard to read. His appearance did his personality no justice. She supposed it was not best to judge a book by its cover although it proved to be a truthful way of judging with the individuals she had encountered in the past. She had seen stranger and so she let her tense muscles relax. She was not ready to give him her name. There was a moment where she nodded at the man in the limo who was ready to step out and come to her aid. With an unnoticeable gesture, she let her body guard know she was fine. Then, with no intention of starting a fight, she eased the situation. As long as he didn't cause trouble, there would be no problems. "I'm sorry if I got the wrong impression of you Havoc. You don't have to leave if you don't want to. This is a public park, and you're free to be here if you'd like, but don't cause any trouble." She warned him. After she had, she sat back on the floor to the indian style pose she was in before because she was intent on training and relaxing on her day off from being a dedicated mother. WC: 376 TWC: 926 |
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