Juunanagou
Son Goku's an idiot, but everyone knew that already. Not only did he blow up her ship -- as a superior being improved by technology, I have a certain interest and affinity for such an advanced machine and I'm annoyed that it was destroyed before I had a chance to get a closer look -- not only did he blow up the ship, he took its occupants home with him. I don't get it, I just don't fucking get it.
She didn't even beg him not to -- she wanted it! After she sucker punched him even, he offered her his hand! Could he really expect some type of loyalty or thankfulness when he won't even give her what she came for? It must be obvious to him that she's not healthy -- even Son can't be that dense. Dumb people piss me off, but nativity is so much worse.
He turned away from Frigid, who's leaning unsteady against the remaining rubble and the much more severally injured Inujin. Bloody Drama Queen. For a second she looks ready to try him again, while his back's to her, but decides it isn't worth it.
"Hey, guys," he called down to the other martyrs. "Can we get some privacy?" Most of them submitted to this with little objection, but Piccolo and Vegeta raised argument, citing the obvious pros of putting her out of the way and the dangers and stupidity of not doing so. How's it go? 'The saved sinner will not see his past brethren redeemed'? Not that I consider mass killing a sin. Now those outfits on the other hand; turbans and blue spandex. Ick.
"I'm completely indifferent, one way or the other," Frigid said wearily at one point, cutting the Namekjin off mid-sentence. Chick doesn't even know what she wants; I won't associate with that kind of wishy-washy person, and I'll bet you Son's going to have some titanicical mood swings to deal with.
After a few 'Son, you are a fool's and 'Don't be a stupid rat bastard, Kakarotto's, those two got stick of trying, and in a huff left him alone with the foreigners. The blue chick's face is unreadable -- she's very good at hiding her thoughts, I think. Frigid looks more ashamed than anything else, which is a large change from the indifference of only a few moments ago, and very near collapse.
Son hands out sensu like it's candy, and apologies to Frigid for the ship -- he ought to be apologizing to me, I think -- and offers replacement living quarters. Note that he never consulted or even considered the opinions of his wife and boy before doing this. Another good reason to keep my home hidden and private from all others.
They started off, and I dive into the cave of piled stones before they past over my head. Son paused, and I can feel him hanging in the air above me. "Be good, Juunanagou!" he called down cheerfully, before shooting off with the others.
Oh, I hate him!
Son Goku's an idiot, but everyone knew that already. Not only did he blow up her ship -- as a superior being improved by technology, I have a certain interest and affinity for such an advanced machine and I'm annoyed that it was destroyed before I had a chance to get a closer look -- not only did he blow up the ship, he took its occupants home with him. I don't get it, I just don't fucking get it.
She didn't even beg him not to -- she wanted it! After she sucker punched him even, he offered her his hand! Could he really expect some type of loyalty or thankfulness when he won't even give her what she came for? It must be obvious to him that she's not healthy -- even Son can't be that dense. Dumb people piss me off, but nativity is so much worse.
He turned away from Frigid, who's leaning unsteady against the remaining rubble and the much more severally injured Inujin. Bloody Drama Queen. For a second she looks ready to try him again, while his back's to her, but decides it isn't worth it.
"Hey, guys," he called down to the other martyrs. "Can we get some privacy?" Most of them submitted to this with little objection, but Piccolo and Vegeta raised argument, citing the obvious pros of putting her out of the way and the dangers and stupidity of not doing so. How's it go? 'The saved sinner will not see his past brethren redeemed'? Not that I consider mass killing a sin. Now those outfits on the other hand; turbans and blue spandex. Ick.
"I'm completely indifferent, one way or the other," Frigid said wearily at one point, cutting the Namekjin off mid-sentence. Chick doesn't even know what she wants; I won't associate with that kind of wishy-washy person, and I'll bet you Son's going to have some titanicical mood swings to deal with.
After a few 'Son, you are a fool's and 'Don't be a stupid rat bastard, Kakarotto's, those two got stick of trying, and in a huff left him alone with the foreigners. The blue chick's face is unreadable -- she's very good at hiding her thoughts, I think. Frigid looks more ashamed than anything else, which is a large change from the indifference of only a few moments ago, and very near collapse.
Son hands out sensu like it's candy, and apologies to Frigid for the ship -- he ought to be apologizing to me, I think -- and offers replacement living quarters. Note that he never consulted or even considered the opinions of his wife and boy before doing this. Another good reason to keep my home hidden and private from all others.
They started off, and I dive into the cave of piled stones before they past over my head. Son paused, and I can feel him hanging in the air above me. "Be good, Juunanagou!" he called down cheerfully, before shooting off with the others.
Oh, I hate him!