06-27-2017, 04:19 PM
It had completely escaped her just how hungry she was. Just so focused on running around, getting all the item drops she could. Most of them had been in one area of the island, more or less, but that didn't make it any easier to get around! All of the water, and crazy fog and rain and deserted cities with their crazy layouts and the start of mountain climbing and back and forth and--
She was cut off mid mental ramble by the sound of an angry bear emanating from her stomach.
Oh, right. She was hungry. And God Enel had given her a gift to alleviate that problem! He really was great. A lot more generous than Lord Beerus, that was for sure. He was...kind of a sore-tempered old cat. Liable to blow up at you for looking at him wrong. Enel had a temper, from what she'd seen on the dataverse and stuff, but at least it was justified in his case. People expecting him to do everything and just take out everyone like it was his job. That was just not right. It wouldn't be right of a god had all the fun like that. The competition would never last!
As the blue creature sat down to focus on eating, that was what went through her head. As she glanced around at the others, she was left to wonder, also, just how strong they might really be. She knew how strong she used to be, of course, as well as how strong she was now, after coming here. So it really was a curiosity just how strong they all might have been formerly, and how strong they were now. What the comparison might have been, if there was one to be made. Pink eyes blinked slowly as she ruminated over this, letting her mind roll and roll over, wrestling with it and debating whether or not to actually ask about it or not. And perhaps unintentionally, she had tuned out the goings-on around her. At least until someone spoke to her directly.
"...and what say you, my little blue disciple?" It was Enel. A lazy grin on his face, looking in her direction expectantly, a question she had missed entirely waiting for an answer.
The majin blinked several times, looking back at him blankly, with the tail of a fish well into being consumed handing out of a corner of her mouth. After what felt like an incredibly long time (but was really only a second or two) of awkward silence, she tilted her head with an inquisitive "Mmm?"
"What to do now," the bat-man spoke up.
"Yes, where we should head to next. We've gotten these last few item drops completely uncontested...shortly after our running into each other. Perhaps we should stick together for at least a while longer, while that luck holds." He held out a hand, palm up, as if inviting an answer. "So, where do you think we should head?"
"Mmm!" With a nod of her head, and a series of sharp crunch and slurp sounds, the remainder of the fish disappeared beyond her lips, and moments later, down her throat. Scales, fins, bones and all. A moment later she turned aside and spat twice in quick succession, a pair of wetly gleaming fish eyes plopping into the damp ground. "Oh, I was going to head back to the city! It's the closest safehouse that isn't out there in the water where it's all nasty. And there's a bunch of places in there to set up a good hiding and watching place, so we can get to just about anywhere pretty quick, wherever the next item drops are!"
A long, silent round of staring at her went around, shared by all present, before a slow nod from the lightning-man, who cast a look to his batty companion. The grim-faced man in black offered merely a noncommittal shrug and grunt of what was probably agreement. Graowr turned to look at Dawn to get her reaction, and it was the same as ever. Indifference and begrudging acceptance.
"Very well then! Let us be off!"
The unlikely group, a matched set of pairs — one all too happy with this arrangement, one tolerating it out of convenience and a drive to win — got up to make ready for moving on. What little there was to re-pack was re-packed, and they were off. The fire was left to its own devices. In this rain, it wouldn't last long anyway.
She was cut off mid mental ramble by the sound of an angry bear emanating from her stomach.
Oh, right. She was hungry. And God Enel had given her a gift to alleviate that problem! He really was great. A lot more generous than Lord Beerus, that was for sure. He was...kind of a sore-tempered old cat. Liable to blow up at you for looking at him wrong. Enel had a temper, from what she'd seen on the dataverse and stuff, but at least it was justified in his case. People expecting him to do everything and just take out everyone like it was his job. That was just not right. It wouldn't be right of a god had all the fun like that. The competition would never last!
As the blue creature sat down to focus on eating, that was what went through her head. As she glanced around at the others, she was left to wonder, also, just how strong they might really be. She knew how strong she used to be, of course, as well as how strong she was now, after coming here. So it really was a curiosity just how strong they all might have been formerly, and how strong they were now. What the comparison might have been, if there was one to be made. Pink eyes blinked slowly as she ruminated over this, letting her mind roll and roll over, wrestling with it and debating whether or not to actually ask about it or not. And perhaps unintentionally, she had tuned out the goings-on around her. At least until someone spoke to her directly.
"...and what say you, my little blue disciple?" It was Enel. A lazy grin on his face, looking in her direction expectantly, a question she had missed entirely waiting for an answer.
The majin blinked several times, looking back at him blankly, with the tail of a fish well into being consumed handing out of a corner of her mouth. After what felt like an incredibly long time (but was really only a second or two) of awkward silence, she tilted her head with an inquisitive "Mmm?"
"What to do now," the bat-man spoke up.
"Yes, where we should head to next. We've gotten these last few item drops completely uncontested...shortly after our running into each other. Perhaps we should stick together for at least a while longer, while that luck holds." He held out a hand, palm up, as if inviting an answer. "So, where do you think we should head?"
"Mmm!" With a nod of her head, and a series of sharp crunch and slurp sounds, the remainder of the fish disappeared beyond her lips, and moments later, down her throat. Scales, fins, bones and all. A moment later she turned aside and spat twice in quick succession, a pair of wetly gleaming fish eyes plopping into the damp ground. "Oh, I was going to head back to the city! It's the closest safehouse that isn't out there in the water where it's all nasty. And there's a bunch of places in there to set up a good hiding and watching place, so we can get to just about anywhere pretty quick, wherever the next item drops are!"
A long, silent round of staring at her went around, shared by all present, before a slow nod from the lightning-man, who cast a look to his batty companion. The grim-faced man in black offered merely a noncommittal shrug and grunt of what was probably agreement. Graowr turned to look at Dawn to get her reaction, and it was the same as ever. Indifference and begrudging acceptance.
"Very well then! Let us be off!"
The unlikely group, a matched set of pairs — one all too happy with this arrangement, one tolerating it out of convenience and a drive to win — got up to make ready for moving on. What little there was to re-pack was re-packed, and they were off. The fire was left to its own devices. In this rain, it wouldn't last long anyway.
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