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Post by Keerie Blaze on May 11, 2016 13:53:50 GMT -6
Keerie would proceed to simply observe the goings on, now that her son wasn't trying to kill Lei and the two were knocked out for the time being.
She glanced up the mountain, where she knew Dahveid to be, but remained where she was and...watched the Icejin curiously as she moved to fix the Saiyan with his severed arm.
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Post by Vo Lang on May 12, 2016 12:43:01 GMT -6
The arm sadly had been obliterated. At least had so many holes and disfigurements it would take a master of healing to even begin the healing process. Closing the wound however would be easy enough, if not take some time.
The male prisoner looked about. His injuries were closed, but he was scared, and exhausted. He didn't have the energy to even fly... He had no choice but to sit. Though he stared at the crest on Dahveid's back.
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Post by Okara Blaze on May 13, 2016 8:27:58 GMT -6
Okara would scowl.
"Who said anything about you? I was pissed about the ship. Loved that thing."
He felt particularly victorious as he would turn to his mother, his body still battered from the blast he took.
"Can you...heal me at all?"
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Post by K.I.A | Dahveid Blaze on May 13, 2016 8:28:57 GMT -6
Dahveid let out a low grumble.
"So what's so special about you, hm?"
He finally turned back slowly, cold-as-ice eyes looking at the prisoner and his wounds, waiting for a response.
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Post by Aisuko on May 13, 2016 8:34:03 GMT -6
Aisuko bristled - because of the mention of her ship—her. beloved. ship - and managed a faint hiss before lifting herself off the ground to head back up the mountain! She had more important things to do than banter with the young Saiyan!
At least that slave collar was gone.
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Post by Keerie Blaze on May 13, 2016 8:35:46 GMT -6
Keerie would look at her son, then pointedly glance at the departing Jin, before looking back at Okara and raising an eyebrow.
"My salve was on the ship."
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Post by Vo Lang on May 13, 2016 13:33:05 GMT -6
The male's eyes would narrow when Dahveid's question was asked.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm an abomination."
Secrets, secrets, everyone keeps their secrets.
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Post by K.I.A | Dahveid Blaze on May 13, 2016 13:42:43 GMT -6
Dahveid stared.
"In whose eyes, exactly? Your own or everyone elses?"
He would look him over.
"Lab born or naturally born?"
Because it could be either.
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Post by Okara Blaze on May 13, 2016 13:43:10 GMT -6
Okara sniffed.
"I'll wait til we get back then."
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Post by Aisuko on May 13, 2016 13:45:00 GMT -6
Aisuko would shortly arrive, her pride having her suppress any sign of tiredness and strain, and she looked at the "prisoner" and Okara's father.
She pressed her lips together, not wanting to blurt her question just yet. But her eyes roved back to the not-quite-Icejin and she waited.
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Post by Keerie Blaze on May 13, 2016 13:46:12 GMT -6
Keerie gave no reaction to her son's sniff or his words, but would supply (hopefully helpfully): "Why do you not go up there and see what your father is up to? I will set these two up so they are at least somewhat comfortable."
And so she would!
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Post by Vo Lang on May 13, 2016 14:02:02 GMT -6
The male would look away.
"Natural birth. Saiyan father... Arkosian mother."
Keerie made the poor lads Pik and Lei comfortable though obviously they didn't care while in dream world #3, and all those Koopa Troopers coming at them in a two dimensional world.
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Post by Okara Blaze on May 13, 2016 14:10:56 GMT -6
Okara would nod and turn to float up to his father and Aisu, his arm limp and broken at his side. He'd stand there for several seconds before clearing his throat. "Ah...S-sir...Dad....." He wanted to ask him to fix it....but he felt a lump in his throat. He had this overwhelming sense of emotion at seeing the tall, powerful....regal man he'd only ever met through tapes. How do you react to something like that? He wanted to cry but.... Aisu was there. He'd stare at her and refuse to shed a tear.
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Post by K.I.A | Dahveid Blaze on May 13, 2016 14:16:31 GMT -6
Dahveid stared. He'd never actually heard of many Saiyans and Arkosians having children.
Not since his brother, anyway.
It was so wrong and so taboo, that people like this male were well known to be hated and reviled. He could understand why this guy was so wary.
"I see."
He turned to Okara, Standing and walking over. He was a lot bigger than him- but he was a growing boy, about the same size Dahveid was at that age. Dahveid would put a hand on Okara's head and Okara's arm, after a moment....would crack painlessly back into place, his wounds healing and scabbing over. After, Dahveid would look down at Keerie and take a deep breath.
"Hot headed. Quick to anger. Stubborn. Uncertain. You are your fathers son, and you'll grow into a fine man. I am proud of you, Okara."
Dahveid would fly down to Keerie afterward. No hugs or coddling for the Saiyan- that was their way.
Heminn Megin: -2000 PL for the rest of the thread.
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Post by Aisuko on May 13, 2016 14:18:57 GMT -6
Aisuko's tail shifted a little, swaying back and forth in the air. She could admit to feeling no small amount of apprehension at the admittance and...just...seeing what a hybrid of the two races looked like. With Dahveid turning away - and Aisuko not paying attention to Okara at the moment (though she caught a bit of what Dahveid said) - she floated forward to address him.
"...are you Arkosia's Guardian..?"
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