Zone E -- Highlands

[The Future Warrior]

Eventually, all was said and done and they departed the safehouse. A little more rested, and in one out of three cases, more refreshed as well. A surly sort of mood was hanging over the group as they trekked back down the mountain, along the path that Graowr had just trod a few hours ago. She was in higher spirits again, at just the prospect of reuniting with some allies, even if they wren't exactly friends. She'd seen what they could do, fought against them in the Colosseum, and that hadn't been anywhere near the full extent of what they were capable of. She could just feel it. They would be valuable allies to have at hand, that much she knew. And maybe...just maybe they could help her take out that angry jerk if they ran across him.

God, just thinking about him made her head hurt with the remembered anger of letting him get away. Her fists clenched and she had to grind her teeth against each other to keep from screaming about it. It just wasn't fair! If she was even a little stronger, a little closer to what she'd been capable of before coming to the Omniverse...it would have been enough. If nothing else, this whole time in Dante's Abyss had done one thing for her. She now had a definite goal in mind. Getting stronger, at any cost, when she got out of here.

"Your ssilencce is appreciated, but conccerning," Cell spoke up after they'd been tromping warily, wearily down the mountain for what felt like hours.

"Oh, sorry! Don't worry, it's nothing." Graowr looked back at her companions, with a smile and nodded her head. "Just...thinking about stuff."

"Oh, jeeze...alert the media, she's actually thinking!" Archer said, throwing his hands up in mock disbelief.

"HEY! I think about stuff! I think about stuff a lot!" She looked back forward, hunching her shoulders. "I still don't get what was so funny about his shotgun, from before..." she mumbled, mostly to herself.

Graowr, Cell and Archer: moving from E6 to E5