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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2013 18:41:15 GMT -5
The prince had looked up to him and asked him for help getting him to the recuperation tank. He would ably, of course, because the prince was his master and best friend. He was going to have to be careful and sneaky about it though, not only because Ninjin would hate being seen in the condition that he was in, but also because there would be ramifications for Truffle if any of the royal family saw that he had put Ninjin in that condition. Even though Ninjin had demanded Truffle spar with him, and Truffle had complied, the fact that he had bested the crown-prince would mean that he needed to be punished by the king. And neither Ninjin or Truffle wanted that.
Truffle carefully and gracefully picked Ninjin up so he was resting on his shoulders, in a way that Truffle hoped would not cause him any harm, and indeed Truffle could see the “colors” coming from Ninjin in shades that showed that he was tired, but not in pain in the position he was in. Truffle smiled. Even though they had just had a brutal spar, Truffle was happy any time that he got to spend with Ninjin. He loved his prince, and would do anything for him.
As they walked down the hallway, Truffle was careful to not whack Ninjin’s head or legs against anything. They heard a noise coming from the recuperation room and Truffle had to hide behind a statue of a Saiyan carrying another Saiyan. It was a very convenient statue.
They had to wait until whoever it was passed, and then Truffle would bring the prince to the recuperation room so he could recover his strength.
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Emperor Ninjin Hattori
Administrator
Emperor of Beta, Leader of PTO
Gloria in excelsis Imperium
Posts: 665
Base: 202,252
True Power: 404,504
Oozaru: 1,011,260
FPSSJ: 3,640,536
Zeni: 2,486
Items: Simulator
Ally: Aella: 101,126 Brute: 505,630
Profile Link: Ninjin Hattori
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jul 1, 2013 22:28:56 GMT -5
The visions flashed in and out for Ninjin, his jaw clearly broken. It was hard to speak, and though he was alright in the position Truffle was carrying him in but the sooner they got to the recuperation room the sooner he would heal. They hid behind a statue as two Saiyan warriors passed, then Truffle slipped into the recuperation room with the heir on his shoulders. There was a scientist working in the room, and he let out a gasp of surprise to see the large blue alien carrying the crown-prince in such a state.
"Wha-- What happened?! Quick get Lord Ninjin into one of these tanks!" He rushed over and helped the crown-prince into one of the tanks. Liquid the consistency of jello surged into his open cuts and the sensation stung at him, but slipping in and out of consciousness spared him the majority of the pain. His body began to heal faster, he could feel the bones in his jaw beginning to set back into the places they were supposed to be. He worried for Truffle though. How would he explain this to the scientist?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2013 0:30:17 GMT -5
What exactly happened here?
The scientist looked pale with worry, and Truffle was concerned that he was going to report him to the king. He shrugged, and then made a tripping motion. The scientist furrowed his brow.
You’re trying to tell me that our crown prince tripped, and that broke his jaw and gave him all these mini-lacerations, some of which aren’t quite mini.
Truffle looked sideways toward the tank that Ninjin was resting peacefully and healing in, and then back at the scientist. If Truffle had the ability to say yes, he would have. Instead he just nodded his head slowly. The scientist didn’t seem to believe a word of it. Which is funny, because Truffle didn’t say anything.
What exactly did he trip on?
Truffle sighed. This was going to again be one of those times that he had to play charades with a regular person all because he lacked the ability to form the mouth shapes required to speak the basic language. He pantomimed a three-legged stool with a cushion on top of it. The cushion was purple and had gold embroidery all over it. How he did it, the world will never know.
He tripped on a purple cushion topped three-legged stool?
Truffle nodded, thinking EXACTLY
That wouldn’t really explain all the little cuts and bruises. What did he fall into.
Truffle sighed. He hated charades. More than anything in the world he hated charades. If charades were a person, Truffle would kick that person’s dog. He somehow ended up pantomiming a cactus. A very specific type of cactus found only in the Sonoran desert. Luckily he was dealing with an intellectual and he guessed the type of cactus that Truffle was attempting to convey.
You’re telling me that he tripped over a purple cushion topped three-legged stool into a saguaro cactus? Well then how did he end up with the broken jaw?
Truffle looked down at his feet. How would he pantomime his way out of this one? He thought quickly, and pantomimed a set of armor from a specific region of England. The scientist understood and nodded slowly, his eyes squinting.
So…you’re saying that he tripped over a purple cushion topped three-legged stool into a saguaro cactus and then onto a Greenwich style suit of plate armor?
Truffle nodded, satisfied. He sat down onto a chair, and watched the prince recover.
I’m calling the king!
Truffle looked at him, flabbergasted.
The stool that is kept with the saguaro cactus and the Greenwich style suit of plate armor is cushioned with a blue cushion!
As Truffle passed out from pure exhaustion, he prayed that Ninjin would recover soon enough to save him from this stupid scientist.
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Emperor Ninjin Hattori
Administrator
Emperor of Beta, Leader of PTO
Gloria in excelsis Imperium
Posts: 665
Base: 202,252
True Power: 404,504
Oozaru: 1,011,260
FPSSJ: 3,640,536
Zeni: 2,486
Items: Simulator
Ally: Aella: 101,126 Brute: 505,630
Profile Link: Ninjin Hattori
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jul 2, 2013 12:34:52 GMT -5
Ninjin awoke floating in the liquid of whatever it was that filled the healing tanks. He had never cared to find out, it was enough for him that it healed him when he was injured. The tank released upon sensing the inhabitants health. With a hiss the liquid drained around him and the door to the tank opened. Ninjin reached up and felt the stubble on his jaw, pleased to find it unbroken once again. He reached over and grabbed a towel from the rack that they had stationed next to the healing tanks. The scientist stationed there was at his computer, and Truffle for some reason was face down on the floor.
"Ahem." Ninjin cleared his throat causing the scientist to jump and spin around to face the crown-prince, falling into a genuflecting pose as he did.
"My lord! It's good to see you back to your prime health." Ninjin ignored the man and walked over to where Truffle was face down on the floor, patting the blue creature on the back. He turned his gaze on the doctor/scientist. If looks could kill the man would be dead, already on his way to whatever circle of hell he belonged in.
"Why is my pet, my friend, on the floor and not in one of these tanks? Do you think it would please me to find him face down on the floor?" He asked with no anger in his voice, but the scientist knew that he was worse off for that. He backed up and began shaking. Ninjin stood, no less fearsome in his ire despite only wearing a towel.
"Muh muh muh my lord... I... I... I.." He stammered his eyes searching all around the room at anything other than Ninjin's gaze.
A solider walked into the room and was startled to see the heir to the throne standing there wearing nothing but a towel staring daggers at the doctor on duty. Ninjin turned to face the lowly solider, who pressed his right fist against his chest as he fell to a knee.
"My lord, I came about the disturbance this doctor reported." behind Ninjin the doctor waved his hands and shook his head trying anything to get rid of the solider. The prince walked over to the armor rack and pulled out the spare royal armor he kept in this particular infirmary. He pulled it on as he began contemplating what to do to punish the doctor.
"It flabbergasts me that even despite my ire towards you for not putting Truffle, someone who is worth a million of you, in one of these tanks... you still haven't put him in one of these tanks..."
The doctor and soldier rushed over to the prince's pet and struggling lifted him up and placed him in a tank.
"Much better." He placed a firm grip on the shoulder of the scientist causing him to jerk in surprise. The solider found that it was a great time to leave and slipped out the door.
"We're going to get Truffle all healed up aren't we?" The scientist could only nod, a small trail of pee running down his leg. Ninjin just groaned and shook his head. Sometimes it wasn't easy dealing with the peons.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2013 13:19:42 GMT -5
Post Completed!
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Emperor Ninjin Hattori
Administrator
Emperor of Beta, Leader of PTO
Gloria in excelsis Imperium
Posts: 665
Base: 202,252
True Power: 404,504
Oozaru: 1,011,260
FPSSJ: 3,640,536
Zeni: 2,486
Items: Simulator
Ally: Aella: 101,126 Brute: 505,630
Profile Link: Ninjin Hattori
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Post by Emperor Ninjin Hattori on Jul 2, 2013 13:32:05 GMT -5
Pl please
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2013 13:32:26 GMT -5
Pl please!
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Post by graderr on Jul 5, 2013 21:19:35 GMT -5
Truffle - 1571 pl awarded Ninjin - 1685 pl awarded
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