Prince "Kayne Mecha-Yeezus Arnold West" Vegeta (
misterbrief) wrote2014-06-12 05:37 pm
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9th Taunt | Video/Action
[He'd thought a lot about this, long and hard. But even with all the evidence presented to him over the past year and a half, that still was never enough for him. He didn't want to rely on anything else to fight, he had his own power and his own strength. But being caught like he did so many times on the draft by shifters, relying solely on his own natural strength to survive- there had just been too many close calls.
And he had needed help more than once. How much that ate at his mind was unfathomable except to a few. One day no one was going to be there to help him, even if he hated the very idea of needing help. And if he wasn't ready, where would he be? Put into a position that he allowed for himself to be in, to die. To be sacrificed, like he was already by that bomb the cultists used on them. And next time, he wouldn't be so lucky and he knew it. He still had his reservations about contacting the spirits. But, he felt as if he couldn't avoid it much longer.
Too many what ifs. What if even something so small from the spirits would have helped him? He was sick of it, sick of knowing that might be the only thing he could rely on against their enemy. The only thing that worked when all his other powers were disabled. But even so, there's still more he wanted to know. Because if there's anything he hates, it's wasting time on things that are pointless.]
Video:
[The video feed flickers on, revealing the face of the prince, looking as serious as ever. He gets straight to the point.]
I must know. For those of you who are in contact with the spirits here, what use do you find in their power? Especially in combat. I might even have the patience to listen to a story or two regarding that, as I find it incredibly important in this matter. [He glances off to the side, knowing how this goes in Luceti.]
I know some of you would prefer to speak in person about such things. I'll be at Mythoria Café later tonight. But I won't stay long.
Action:
[As always, he's easily found. During the day, either at House 29 or the Battle Dome training, with both his sword or with his abilities. He does keep his word, appearing at Mythoria Café after he's done training and showered for the day.]
And he had needed help more than once. How much that ate at his mind was unfathomable except to a few. One day no one was going to be there to help him, even if he hated the very idea of needing help. And if he wasn't ready, where would he be? Put into a position that he allowed for himself to be in, to die. To be sacrificed, like he was already by that bomb the cultists used on them. And next time, he wouldn't be so lucky and he knew it. He still had his reservations about contacting the spirits. But, he felt as if he couldn't avoid it much longer.
Too many what ifs. What if even something so small from the spirits would have helped him? He was sick of it, sick of knowing that might be the only thing he could rely on against their enemy. The only thing that worked when all his other powers were disabled. But even so, there's still more he wanted to know. Because if there's anything he hates, it's wasting time on things that are pointless.]
Video:
[The video feed flickers on, revealing the face of the prince, looking as serious as ever. He gets straight to the point.]
I must know. For those of you who are in contact with the spirits here, what use do you find in their power? Especially in combat. I might even have the patience to listen to a story or two regarding that, as I find it incredibly important in this matter. [He glances off to the side, knowing how this goes in Luceti.]
I know some of you would prefer to speak in person about such things. I'll be at Mythoria Café later tonight. But I won't stay long.
Action:
[As always, he's easily found. During the day, either at House 29 or the Battle Dome training, with both his sword or with his abilities. He does keep his word, appearing at Mythoria Café after he's done training and showered for the day.]
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I don't think you quite measure up.
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[ He snorted. ]
I didn't really think I would. I'm pretty sure he has decades of training on me, not to mention the whole ki thing. But it doesn't mean I can't give it a go. The way things are going here, I lose more by not trying.
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Ah, and there goes my hope, crushed and splattered on the floor.
[ His tone is sarcastic, though he was kind of disappointed. Vegeta was strong, he knew that and wouldn't deny it. He had thought if anyone could help him, it might be him even if he was a dick. But he should have expected this. Still, he did his best to keep that off his face, raising up his usual sarcasm as a shield. ]
Anyways, thanks for saving me back there.
[ He shrugged his shoulders and turned to go, frustrated, but really, what other out come had he expected? He was pretty sure he'd used up his supply of miracles for his life-time already. ]
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But, he won't stop Kirk from going. All he wants to do is train as it is.]