Prince "Kayne Mecha-Yeezus Arnold West" Vegeta (
misterbrief) wrote2012-12-27 05:12 pm
Appointments
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This post is an IC post for getting a hold of this jerk @
luceti. Why you'd want to do that, I have no idea.
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This post is an IC post for getting a hold of this jerk @
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February 1, late evening
[And Vegeta isn't going to cut his wing off. Blast him, yes, but not cut his wing off.]
February 1, late evening
Trust me. I know. Just, keep in mind that he's not a trained fighter like you and me. Sure he's skilled, but that's his tenacity and talent. Overworking him's just gonna make all of this alot longer and alot harder.
February 1, late evening
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[Then, knowing that Vegeta was always going to be himself, Cliff quickly added:]
At least until he's back on his feet.
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Speaking of-- I was hoping we could get together sometime for another spar, now that there's no Shifts gettin' in the way. It's been way too long.
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[Especially since Cliff's style of fighting would put him in the fray, and that might mean no powers at all on the battlefield. Fayt though, that's a little different. Vegeta figures Fayt could have distance and still be able to take people out...]
February 1, late evening
I wasn't planning to. [He set his jokes down along with his meal.] Things are clearing up again. Now's as good a time as any to get back to work, and I don't wanna waste it.
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Then at least you know what to expect. Hopefully you're stronger than you were last time. I'd like a challenge for once.
[Poke poke that ego.]
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[Vegeta, retire, yeah right.]
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February 1, late evening
Gah...you don't need to put it like that!
February 1, late evening
Well, it is the truth, is it not?
February 1, late evening
...I'm gonna punch you so hard that you're gonna remember it one day.
[There was neither jest nor anger in his tone, just a statement. It wasn't a bad goal to strive for, in his opinion.]
February 1, late evening
[He smirks back, his voice carrying a sly teasing tone.]
February 1, late evening
[There was humor in the grim reality of this world. People never knew how long they had in this world, for better or worse.]
February 1, late evening
Yes, it is. You know, I never thought I'd come to hope that I didn't leave this place. Imagine, leaving and returning with no memories- all that work for nothing. Sometimes this place pushes me to the point that I'd like to return home, but...I'd rather stay.
[He also can't imagine Luceti having to deal with a younger incarnation of him, but, he'll keep that to himself.]
February 1, late evening
[Although he had only been in this world for just over a year, he didn't want to imagine having to give up the memories and friendships he's made in that time. They were precious to him, each in their own way, and he regretted none of it.
...Besides that, there was his concerns about the nature of how timelines ran. While he had faith in Fayt and his story of the future, Cliff also had his doubts.
When faced with the possibility of deletion or living a life in this chaotic world, he would choose the certainty of a twisted paradise over the unknown.]
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