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Post by Frigid on Sept 26, 2013 19:39:48 GMT -5
Frigid sat at the back of the bar, in a darker corner, away from everyone else. His three-toed feet on the table, chair kicked back, he was far from sulking. Oh no; with a smile on his face, and a cup of the strongest drink they hand in his hand, he too was celebrating. For there was much to be celebrated. Sure, he had lost the final round, but that was beside the point. Frigid had given it his all. He'd proven himself.
Frigid had entered the tournament on a dare. He was not expected to go anywhere, and he hadn't expected himself to either. Making it to the first round was surprising, but making it even further than that was amazing. His fights were each ones that would be talked about for ages. He was now a legend, but fame wasn't everything. In all honesty, it was nothing. Proving to himself that he was strong; that he'd made the right choice in leaving the Kingdom. That was more than he could ever ask for.
He was glowing. He was filled with a sense of pride and self-fulfilled-ness he'd never experienced before. Perhaps it was the Icejin blood in him. Or maybe the mixture of testosterone and adrenaline hadn't worn off yet, but whatever it was, Frigid liked it. For the first time in his life he felt right. He felt whole.
After taking a huge gulp from his cup, he raised it, "Huzzah!" he shouted, the bar following suit by repeating it. Everyone was celebrating, and this was not the first time a cheer of hurray was given, and it definitely wouldn't be the last. A stupid smile plastered on his face, the Icejin let out a light chuckle, rocking himself in his chair. Ah yes. How great it is to be alive.
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 27, 2013 17:55:11 GMT -5
The crown-prince of Saiyans stepped into the bar and was greeted by a very loud "Huzzah!" He blinked and looked around, wondering if it was him they were cheering for. After a moment he came to realize it was just a drunken cheer, originated by a familiar looking Icer at the back of the bar. He considered the alien for a moment before making his way over to the bar.
The Icer was not the reason Ninjin had made his way to this bar, no he was in the mood for a stiff drink and had been told that this was the best place for a pan-galactic gargle blaster this side of Alpha Prime. He ordered two from the shifty looking bar-keep. The red-clad prince made his way over to the back where the Icer had his feet up. The alien was alone, but seemed far from depressed.
"I had been wondering if we should cross paths before I made my way back to New Vegeta." He slid one of the drinks over across the table towards the Icer. Historically Saiyans and Icers didn't get along, but Ninjin preferred to judge people only after he had met them. Not all Saiyans were the same, and the same could be said about Icers.
"Mind if I sit?"
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Post by Frigid on Sept 27, 2013 19:10:04 GMT -5
"I had been wondering if we should cross paths before I made my way back to New Vegeta."
The voice was one Frigid had never heard. As he looked up, the man that the voice had come from was also unknown. It was easy to see that he was a Saiyan, from his garb and his ape-like tail, but it really didn't matter. For the most part, Frigid was unaware of the tension between the races. Spending most his life in the kingdom had shielded him from the blunt of the history of the Icejins. Perhaps that was good.
Sliding a drink across the table to Frigid, the man asked to sit down. It was an offer that the Icejin could not refuse. Removing his feet from the table, he downed his own drink, placing the glass upside-down on the table the. He took the drink he'd been offered and nodded, a friendly smile crossing his lips, "Please do, my friend! Tonight we celebrate the victory and loses of all our friends from the tournament! Believe it or not, but it's not as much fun to celebrate alone."
It was beginning to come to Frigid, through his somewhat drunken state. This man had also competed in the tournament, "Ninjin, right? Prince of the Saiyans, if I am not mistaken? His name had been one to come up quite often. People had expected him to take the title of champion, but Frigid had missed out on watching any of his fights. It was a shame; he could tell this man was powerful.
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 27, 2013 20:08:22 GMT -5
Ninjin smiled warmly at the reception the Icer gave him, freeing allowing him to sit down and accepting his drink. Ninjin raised his own glass and drank to Frigid's toast. It was clear the Icer was somewhat inebriated, but that didn't bother the Saiyan prince, he was even hoping to join the alien in that state momentarily. The prince took a chair next to him.
"I am Ninjin Hattori! And you're Figid... I'm not sure if Icers have last names... regardless It's a pleasure to finally meet you." He pushed his drink aside and reached across the table offering his hand to the Icer. There was a time when he would have avoided the Icer, and all Icers, entirely. But his time on Omega had changed him, and he was honestly glad to meet the alien in front of him.
"We have a mutual fact to be celebrating! Our lose to Conri Lane." He raised his drink in a toast and downed the drink in one shot. He waved his hand towards the bartender ordering another round.
"You fought well though. I was surprised that you had lost. Conri Lane is a scrappy fighter however, and he got the better of both of us."
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Conri Lane
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Post by Conri Lane on Sept 27, 2013 22:00:14 GMT -5
Despite that they had been going at each other violently in the arena, Conri felt no ill will towards Frigid. In fact, he had wanted to find the Icejin and thank him for that last round and also wanted to make sure there were no hard feelings. Asking the people around the arena he learned that the Icejin mostly settled in a place called Beta Minor. Taking a shuttle to the sector, he asked around for where Frigid might be and due to his popularity he found his way to the bar.
Pushing the door open he was greeted with the familiar smells that accompanied most bars. His eyes scanning the bar for the Icejin in question and he found him, though Frigid was not alone either. The red armor was unmistakeable even in this environment, and it would definitely make the encounter more interesting. He didn't think Ninjin would have any hard feelings either, of course he could be completely wrong, but he was willing to test his theory.
Walking towards the bar, he ordered himself a stiff drink and brought it over to the table where two of his former opponents sat. "Hope it's alright for me to sit here," he figured he'd ask before doing so. He would wait for them to answer before taking his seat, it was the polite thing to do here.
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Post by Frigid on Sept 27, 2013 22:10:49 GMT -5
With a smile, Frigid took Ninjin's hand firmly and shook it, "the pleasure is all mine. Not every day do you get to meet royalty. Especially Saiyan royalty." With a light chuckle, Frigid downed his own drink, placing the empty cup upside-down next to the other, as Ninjin finished his own.
"While the judgement was a lose, I wouldn't say that I lost. The fight was close, almost too close," Was the Icejin blood beginning to boil in Frigid's body? He was getting cocky, and prideful. But as a second laugh left him, he continued, "Conri got the best of my right from the beginning. That transformation to a great ape... It was so wonderful. I had never seen anything like it."
A hand shot to the horn sticking out of his chin as he ran a finger down it, "I'm sorry if that is offensive... I was never told what that form is called. But it is something else. Had it not been for the tail, I wouldn't have lasted as long as I did." Much like the Saiyans, Icejin loved talking about their battles. Even though Frigid was sure that Ninjin had see the battle, he felt the need to speak about it.
"You saiyans are something else. I don't know if you know, but Conri was not the fir-"
"Hope it's alright for me to sit down here," a voice chipped in, cutting Frigid off. Beaming bright, the Icejin threw up his arms, "If it isn't the man of legend! Please, Conri, join us! I am sure my friend Ninjin here wont mind! We were just discussing our battle, my friend." Though Frigid was becoming more and more intoxicated by the minute, his friendliness was genuine. He had absolutely no hard feelings for Conri after their bout. The two had given everything they had, and one had to come out on top. Had the fight ended any other way, Frigid might have held hard feelings, but with such a spectacular show, how could anyone be disappointed?
"No hard feelings about the tail, right? he had to ask. Severing Conri's tail was an act of desperation, and one he truly felt bad about. Perhaps the only thing he felt bad about in the whole tournament. Had it been his tail that was severed, he would for sure hold hard feelings. That was, if the medics hadn't been able to reattach it...
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Sept 27, 2013 22:48:33 GMT -5
Azazel finally had some time to herself she had just went back to her quarters and began packing to leave Omega. Alexandria was tired, so she fell asleep halfway through packing up some of their belongings. So Azazel decided to leave her in the bed and go look around one last time before leaving. She decided to go to another bar, a different one then before. She wanted to experience one without a child by her side. Entering the bar she immediately recognized a few people. It seemed like Frigid, Ninjin and Conri were sitting at their own table in the corner of the bar. She didn’t know if she should go over there and try to sit with them. She had only interacted with each of them one prior time before this moment.
Walking over Azazel decides at the last second to sit at a table near them, if they noticed her she would make her way over to them. But at first she wanted to take a few moments and relax. Alexandria was more of a handful than originally thought, but Azazel didn’t mind. She was keeping her distracted from going insane about her sister, something that was always on her mind no matter the place or time. A waitress came over, taking her order. Azazel didn’t know what to get, so she told her to bring her a favorite drink or the place.
The waitress walked away and Azazel shut her eyes, letting her mind relax. Her thoughts collecting, trying to process everything that she has seen and learned from this place. She knew for a one hundred percent fact Silitha wasn’t here. She had looked in almost every nook and cranny of Omega, but Silitha was no where to be found.
”Alright Silitha, I haven’t decided where I am going to be going, but I will find you. You have to be on either the Moon or Earth. Those are the only two laces that I haven’t looked yet. This search is taking a lot longer than I thought, but I will come back to you.”
“I have faith in you Azazel that you will find all of us again. I know it is taking a long time, but it will be worth it in the end. All of us miss you so much and will be very happy to have you back. Please don’t stop looking for me, there is no one else in the universe that can find me. Please don’t stop looking.” Silitha said
”Don’t worry Silitha, I will never stop looking for you, I will never stop. Once I have found you and the rest, I am never going to leave you again. Just hang on a little longer, everything is going to be returned to normal soon. Just have faith.”
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 27, 2013 23:10:03 GMT -5
The Great Ape. Ninjin was surprised that Conri had gone Oozaru so quickly in his match with Frigid, but even here sitting next to the Icer he knew the man was a fighter. He had seen his power watching from the stands in his match with Conri. It would take Ninjin's Oozaru as well to fight the Icer, if he decided to use his transformation that he had in their combat. Staring at the Icer he wondered who would win if they were to fight, having both lost to Conri Lane in the tournament.
"It's called Oozaru, though it's often called Great Ape as well. No offense taken." He smiled and downed his next drink much like the first. He told the bartender to bring over the bottle and leave it, intent on celebrating with the Icer. A familiar voice rang through his ears and he smiled, turning to face the Half-Saiyan champion. Frigid invited him to sit down and Ninjin rose to his feet, extending his hand to the man.
"Mouse! Congratulations on your win! I must say I am impressed."
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Post by Conri Lane on Sept 28, 2013 10:37:30 GMT -5
It seemed that he had interrupted Frigid mid-sentence, not something that he had intended to do. Still from the reaction, it seemed that the Icejin had no hard feelings about the way the tournament had ended, which was good. Ninjin as well seemed to be fine with the idea, and even rose to shake his hand. Taking the hand Conri shook it in exchange, it seemed that he had been worried over nothing really. "It's good to see you too, Ninjin. Thank you, I was surprised by the outcome myself," he wasn't going to lie. The fact that he won was still such a strange thing to hear.
"I'd hardly call myself a legend, but thank you. In fact, I want to thank you for that fight you gave me in the last round," he admitted taking a seat with the other two. It wasn't a bad thing to be gathered like this really, a few friends with drinks talking about their fights in the tournament. Even if he had been the one to beat them both, neither seemed to hold anger about that. "Thanks to you both, I've realized I still have a long way to go even if I am the crowned champion. As such, I may ask for rematches at some point to test my skills," he smirked at that, wondering how they would react to him challenging them at a later point in time.
"I hold no hard feelings about that, it was a fair strategy. I'll just have to deal with the permanent loss of my tail," it wouldn't be growing back at his age. That was fine though, he didn't want to have to rely on it all the time either. If he could learn to cope without it, he would become much stronger in the long run and that was the best thing for him. His eyes had scanned the area for a moment, he spotted a familiar person at a nearby table. They had actually met in a bar before, odd coincidences, though she was minus the curious little girl as well. Writing out a note, he handed it to the barmaid and told her to hand it to the woman.
It seemed that a lot of the tournament fighters were finding their way to this bar, so might as well sit together. "You two don't mind if I invite the woman over there, do you? I met her before and she's one of the tournament fighters herself. Figured it would be good to celebrate with more people," he chuckled. Plus, drinking was always more fun when it was in good company, so why not add as much fun as they could?
"So, what plans do you both have with the tournament now closed?" curiosity had gotten the better of him with that. He mostly just wanted to know what they would be doing now, he had his own plans to get in motion, so he figured they would as well.
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Post by Frigid on Sept 28, 2013 10:57:05 GMT -5
The Icejin could not help but smile under the presence of such good company. He was more than glad to hear that Conri held no grudges for the loss of his tail. Putting his mind at ease, he imagined a rematch with the blue-haired Saiyan. Perhaps the next time things would be different.
The crowned champion asked if anyone minded him inviting a girl to the table. Turning his head, he saw Azazel. His last encounter with her had not made the greatest impression of himself, but he hoped that she wouldn't hold that against him. With a laugh, he nodded, "Sure, Conri! The more, the better!"
The Saiyan then asked about future plans. It was not something Frigid had put much thought into. Previous to the tournament, his plans were to compete. Now that that was over, what more could he do? With a nervous chuckle; he shrugged his shoulders, "I was cooped up in the kingdom for so long, I am unsure what there is to do out there. Perhaps one of you can help me with that. I left looking for adventure. The tournament gave me just that and I am unsure if there is anything I could do to top that."
Perhaps he could join one of his new friends on an adventure. The company would be good after so much time in solitude. He wanted to explore the galaxy, but with something as vast as that, where would one start? This was all so new to the Icejin. Taking a drink as it was set on the table, he downed it, then placed it upside-down on top of the other glasses he'd emptied, forming a small pyramid.
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Sept 28, 2013 17:37:12 GMT -5
Azazel’s eyes were still closed, trying to think of where to go next with Alexandria. Alexandria agreed to help her find Silitha, when she was found everything would return to normal. With her eyes closed she slowly began to slip into her own little world, ignoring all the noises around her. Everything slowly began to get quiet, it almost felt peaceful. It has been a long time since Azazel has felt this way, always searching and always worrying. At points it started to overwhelm her, she needed to rest, needed to get away from everything even if only for a few minutes.
“Azazel are you still there? You stopped talking, did something happen to you?” Silitha said
”Everything is fine Silitha, nothing happened to me, I am alright. I am just sitting in a bar relaxing for a few minutes before I leave this place. I don’t believe there is anything else for me here, so it is time to move on and continue searching else where.”
“Well then you probably should leave as soon as possible then. What are you doing sitting in a bar anyways?” Silitha asked
Before Azazel could talk to the voice in her head she was interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. Looking up she saw a barmaid hand her a piece of paper and point in the direction of Conri, Frigid and Ninjin. Opening the folded paper it read “Come have a drink with us.”. Azazel figured all of them were talking about their tournament matches and how Conri won the tournament. Rising from her chair Azazel made her way over to the group.
”Hello again Conri it is good to see you again, and a hello to you as well Frigid and Prince Ninjin. How are all of you doing today? All drinking to celebrate the end of the tournament?”
(sorry it is so short)
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Sept 29, 2013 17:19:01 GMT -5
The three of them sitting around a table, drinking and celebrating. Who would have thought? Ninjin downed another drink, the effects beginning to hit him. His head began to feel light and a smile plastered itself of his face, refusing to leave. The mood of the bar was clearly one of merriment, drinks and hugs being passed around freely. A lot of the fighters from the tournament had gathered here, as if they had all gotten the same feeling for a drink at the same time.
Ninjin slapped both men on the shoulders, a feeling of drunk comradery filling the Saiyan prince. When Conri asked if he could invite a woman to the table, the red-clad warrior didn't even look up to see who it was, but just nodded, the same grin still on his face. Frigid's feelings seemed to mirror his own. The more the merrier indeed!
"Hopefully she brings friends!" He joked. Conri asked about their plans now that the tournament was over... He hadn't really thought of it. Though he had only been on Omega a few months it had changed him so much and become a big part of his life. His thoughts drifted towards home. New Vegeta. Frigid mentioned he was seeking adventure. Ninjin Smiled and threw his arm around the Icer's shoulder.
"I'm guessing you've never been to New Vegeta. You want adventure? Come with me. I'm heading home soon and a strong fighter like you would be great to have on hand. Not saying you'd have to, but adventure always seems to find me... speaking of that where are you heading off to Conri?"
The prince turned and looked at a familiar face. Azazel was the one Conri had invited over? Small asteroid. The prince rose and pulled a chair out for her.
"I wish to appologize for my behavior upon our first meeting Azazel, I was a royal ass." He hoped she could forgive his rude behavior. He grabbed the bottle from the table and offered it to her, perhaps she would join them in their celebration.
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Post by Conri Lane on Sept 30, 2013 8:34:27 GMT -5
They were all getting along well, it would be hard to picture them being opponents with their attitude. He just supposed that was how they, including himself, were and that what happened in the ring didn't carry to outside of it. He supposed it was the feeling of sportsmanship and having good fights that brought the best out of them.
Neither had a problem with him inviting Azazel over to their table, though Ninjin seemed to have a different idea of what he meant. Granted, that wouldn't have been a bad idea in general, but it was probably best to avoid that in case they got too drunk. Which also stood to reason for him, since he was still going to need to be 'crowned' later on. He was pretty sure that if he showed up drunk, it would not be taken to well, especially by Zex himself. "Well, I suppose you could ask her yourself," he stood as Azazel approached the table. It was manners to do so for a woman, and he wasn't one to brush off his teachings so easily.
"It's good to see you again as well, Azazel. I hope you and Alexandria are doing well," he smiled towards her. The little girl had been a bold one when they first met, it had amused him quite a bit. Still, he hoped that she hadn't gotten into too much trouble for talking to him that day. He listened to both Frigid and Ninjin's explanations of what they were going to do now that the tournament was over. It made sense really, although he was surprised at Frigid mentioning being cooped up, but he didn't know a lot about how he lived either.
"I can understand the need for adventure, I have a similar idea myself. I plan to head out to the stars and I'll be working to gather the money to start my own organization," he had the starting of it anyways. That meant that he would have to get as much information as he could as well, it was good to get paid. Anything he could do to get his plans started would be good in his mind.
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Post by Frigid on Oct 4, 2013 19:55:36 GMT -5
Frigid nodded to Ninjin's offer after only a second of thought. Perhaps he was a little more impaired than he might have thought, "Sounds great, Ninjin! I am in!" with a stupid grin plastered on his face, he looked to Azazel, who did not seem as intoxicated as anyone else. A light chuckle left his mouth as he waved a hand in the air, ordering the table another round.
Downing his fourth drink, he listened to Conri speak about a plan of making an organization. When the Saiyan finished, Frigid nodded, "If there is any way of me being assistance, I would love to help. Perhaps my time within the Kingdom might be of use to you."
Turning to Azazel, he smiled, or rather never stopped smiling, "I too would like to apologize for our first encounter. I suppose that I may not have made the best of first impressions."
As the round of drinks arrived at the table, he handed one to the girl, "Perhaps we can try this again. It's a pleasure to meet you, Azazel." Even under the presence of heavy intoxication, all the gentlemanly kindness Icejins were known for shined brightly within Frigid.
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Oct 7, 2013 21:39:43 GMT -5
Azazel smiled a little as she took a seat, not thinking that Conri needed to rise for her. As a Makaio she wasn’t much for all the formalities that most cultures stuck too. Looking around the table at the three male she noticed they all seemed a little…off. Judging by their words, the empty glasses on the table and the fact Frigid was ordering another round for the table she figured they had quite a bit to drink so far. Again as a Makaio alcohol was not really something she was accustomed too and in all honesty it really didn’t affect her like most beings.
Still not wanting to be rude she takes a sip of the bottle Ninjin offers her and accepts the drink that Frigid buys for the table. Lifting it to her lips she takes a small sip, before offering a smile. It didn’t taste horrible, but she didn’t understand why so many loved it as much as they did. Then again perhaps it had to do with the effects it had on one’s body, well one’s body that wasn’t a Makaio.
”It is a pleasure to met you Frigid. There is no reason to be sorry, we met under pressing circumstances.” Would be her response to both Ninjin and Frigid. Azazel had moved on from those times, focused again on the goal of finding her sister. In response to Conri she would smile a little once more. ”I will celebrate with you a little, but I do not wish to linger too long, I must return to searching for my sister now that this tournament is finally over.”
As she had seen many men do in this bar and others she lifts her glass in the air, offering a small solute to the three men. She knew each of them in her own way, and although none of them were good friends she respect the three, hoping that they in turn respected her. Lifting the glass to her lips once more she takes a larger sip, wondering if she could get drunk after consuming enough.
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