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Post by Prometheus Zex on Oct 3, 2013 20:51:32 GMT -5
As the invited guests would approach the home of Prometheus Zex, the alien Lord’s manor set at the highest point of Monarch Heights, they would be welcomed by servants. Those that chose to come knew they were invited for a dinner, but most likely all had suspicions of something more. It wasn’t everyday that Prometheus entertained guests. They would all be guided into a large entertainment room that was furnished with lavish furniture, various drinks from water to alcoholic beverages set out on the coffee table at its center. All along the walls hung art and other various decorations, the Lord of Alpha Prime not trying to hide the lavish lifestyle he lived.
(You may all post your arrival and mingle if you choose. Zex will be showing up shortly.)
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Post by Banduk Gundu on Oct 3, 2013 21:58:23 GMT -5
Friends, With the tournament now over I would like to invite you to my home for a celebratory dinner. Please join me tomorrow evening so that we may enjoy a meal and conversation with one another.
-Prometheus Zex The letter, having been handed to Banduk by a total stranger, was unexpected, to say the least. He'd heard about several different celebratory parties being held throughout the vast corridors of Alpha Prime, but the green man from Namek wasn't a so-called 'party animal'. Far from it, in fact. Alcohol was strictly forbidden within the closely-knit circle of Warriors and Healers back on his home planet, and dancing was... Well, not Banduk's strong suit, to say the least. A lighthearted sense of humor was hard to come by when it came to the Namekians. The Guardian himself was a particularly amusing individual, but Banduk had to be honest with himself. Pitka's jokes were getting just about as old as the kind Guardian himself. "... Hope he doesn't hear that." Banduk thought inwardly as he made his way to the home of Prometheus Zex. Eventually, the bold Guardian-in-Training arrived at the foot up a large hill, which sat within one of the more 'natural' regions of the settlement, though Banduk had to question just how much of this place was really natural. He started his way up the path that led to the home, not feeling the need to use any means of flight. He was soon greeted by a few servants that earnestly invited the Namekian into the majestic manor. They were obviously enthusiastic about guests, and Banduk couldn't help but become curious about the reasoning behind their politeness. Were they legitimately generous and well-mannered people, or were they just working for a paycheck? Of course, they could just be desperate for social interaction. It didn't seem like the home received visitors very often. Once inside, Banduk looked around, a single bald eyebrow cocking slightly at the elegant exterior. A servant insisted that he make himself comfortable, to which Banduk nodded in gratitude. He paced through the guest room, examining the luxurious pieces of art and wondering what use anyone would have for such things. Personally, he preferred beauty that was a little more... Organic. Still, it was all very visually pleasing. Of all the food items set out on the table in the center of the room, Banduk only chose to take in a bit of water, all that was really necessary for someone of his species. For the time being, it seemed as though Banduk was the only one around. There were no signs of anyone in the rooms nearby except the servants. Still, he kept his senses sharp. No one could know what kinds of things Zex's guests were in for.
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Post by Conri Lane on Oct 3, 2013 22:16:18 GMT -5
It hadn't been long after the last moments of the tournament when he was approached by someone and handed an invitation. Something that he wasn't quite expecting to happen, but when he saw who it was from his eyebrow raised immediately. He was being invited into Prometheus Zex's house for dinner and conversation with him as well as others? That seemed a bit out of the blue to him, but he wasn't going to turn down an invitation for a free dinner. He just hoped that Zex didn't regret inviting a Half-Saiyan for dinner and not preparing for the appetite that came with it. Still, the gesture itself was nice and he should properly thank the man for the ship that he had received as a prize.
That was not something he had in mind for the final prize, but he was more than happy to accept it. This would definitely help get his goals off the ground, in both the literal and figurative way. Approaching the manner, he smiled to the help, greeting them with appreciation for their deeds. Taking a glass of water, he walked around the house as much as he could while taking drinks. This mansion was an enormous thing, but he wondered why he had been invited to the leader of Alpha Prime's home. Of course, he wasn't alone either as he made his way into the guest room to see one of the other contestants from the tournament. He was the Namkeian that had made it to the match just before the final round, he knew the face, but not the name.
Walking over to the man, he extended his arm, "I'm Conri Lane, who might you be?" Trying to remain as polite as possible, it was never easy for him, mostly because formalities made him feel stiff. Still, it was never good to insult people if you weren't trying to either, manners was important. He wondered who else might have been invited to this little shindig, it could be a lot of fun to see what surprised were in store. The biggest one would be from Zex, he thought, especially if he prepared enough food.
This could also be used to gather information, which was technically something else that he had been hired for. Never hurt to try the direct approach, unless the person punched you, but then there was a cause and effect thing there. For now, he would relax and enjoy this place as much as possible, finding a seat on a nearby chair.
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Post by Banduk Gundu on Oct 4, 2013 0:04:19 GMT -5
Banduk continued idly looking over the various paintings and sculptures that dotted the walls and corners of the extravagant entertainment room. Most of them were modeled in the image of rather... Foreign creatures. Banduk didn't recognize the subject of many pieces of art, but he came to appreciate them nonetheless. He pondered over what to expect out of this meeting, and wondered if he was the only one invited. Being in a one-on-one situation seemed unfitting at the moment, so he figured a few other contestants would be present, though exactly how many, he did not know. Perhaps Frigid would be present at the gathering? Such a thought please Banduk, who had been looking forward to exchanging words properly after the intense bout between them. While he normally didn't care much for social gatherings, Banduk decided to pay Zex a visit, given the stature of the powerful alien's public image. Prometheus was a very influential person, and it wouldn't hurt to at least meet him formally.
Soon enough, Banduk detected a rather powerful presence approaching the manor. The energy signature was strong, though not as strong as Frigid during the semifinal round during the tournament. Banduk considered the possibility that this individual was perhaps a semifinalist from the opposite end of the tournament, though he couldn't recall exactly who that was... Then, of course, the half-Saiyan himself entered, earning a somewhat surprised look from Banduk. Conri Lane, the champion of the prestigious Galactic Tournament, and the man Banduk would have fought had he defeated Frigid. The green Warrior figured Conri, like Frigid, had some hidden means of powering up.
There was no practical need for Conri's introduction, Banduk was well aware of who this man was. Regardless, the fact that the champion himself offered a formal handshake and some words of greeting brought a small smile to Banduk's face. "Ah, the champion himself. I know about you." Banduk said in response to Conri, reaching his own hand out to shake the half-Saiyan's. "An honor to meet you. I am Banduk Gundu II, the semifinalist who fought Frigid." the Namekian warrior said with a short bow that was given in unison with the lingering handshake. Banduk's hand unclasped from Conri's and rested casually by his side as he waited to hear more from Conri. Given how busy the Namekian had been while training for each round of the tournament, it had been a while since he was able to sit down and have a good conversation with someone. Of all people, he had a good feeling that the Galactic Tournament Champion would offer some interesting dialogue.
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Post by Prometheus Zex on Oct 4, 2013 7:47:23 GMT -5
( And just so it is stated, this thread takes place after the end of Conri being crowned Champion.)
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Post by Frigid on Oct 4, 2013 22:43:04 GMT -5
The hungover Icejin, Frigid, simply grunted as he stepped into Monarch Heights. Just the night before, the Icejin was drinking with his friends, celebrating and enjoying the company. On his way out of the bar, he was greeted by a man, who handed him an invitation. In his drunken stupor, he'd told the man he would be there. So when he awoke and saw the invitation sitting in his room, he realized there was no going back. Frigid was not one to go back on his word; even if that word was given without normal state of mind.
Now, the Icejin found himself standing at the entrance of a large mansion with a splitting headache and an upset stomach. As he stepped onto the property, he was greeted by a few servants, each dressed to the nines. They offered to take Frigid's armor, but he declined, then invited him inside. Though Frigid was considered himself kept up with the high class, he'd never met Zex. And seeing his mansion was pretty mind-blowing.
He was offered drinks and food, but he declined as he was ushered into the waiting room. There were Conri and Banduk. Though Conri was up to date on how Frigid was feeling, Banduk may not have been. Not meaning to be rude, the orange Icejin plopped on a couch, holding a hand to his head. In a matter of seconds, a servant was next to him, offering coffee and a few aspirin. Taking the cup and pills, Frigid smiled lightly, just to be polite. Then, with a light chuckle, he took the pills and washed it down with the coffee before replacing a hand over his face and slinking into the couch.
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Post by Kurosanai Muzai on Oct 5, 2013 20:58:38 GMT -5
Kurosanai was sitting in his living quarters wrapping up what little clothing he ended up having at the end of his tournament. He had started with about five pairs of pants or so, six if you counted the pair he was wearing; he had originally figured that they would be enough. Well sadly he was mistaken as he lost a pair of pants due to a fight with someone, he forgot who now, another pair due to his fight with Adrian La’Moore, and finally two more to Kuro’s own stupidity. He figured the living quarters would have some method of cleaning his clothing and they did. The only problem was that Kurosanai had absolutely no clue as to how work it. So one his pairs of pants somehow ended up the size of a sock and then the other pair ended up neon yellow, he didn’t end up touching them do to the fact that he thought they were radioactive. It was during this fun process of realizing how much the prodigy of the Muzai failed at cleaning his own clothing when he heard the knock at the door. When he opened the door a pushy courier shoved a hand written message into his face and then told him to sign on the dotted. Then when Kuro didn’t react fast enough the courier began to grumble in whatever his native language was. Kuro signed on the dotted line and the courier ran off before he had any chance to ask what it was he had received. Upon opening the message the contents read:
Friends, With the tournament now over I would like to invite you to my home for a celebratory dinner. Please join me tomorrow evening so that we may enjoy a meal and conversation with one another.
-Prometheus Zex After a little research on whom this Promethesus Zex guy he was surprised that the mysterious leader of Alpha Prime wanted to see him. Thinking back on it he remembered seeing him standing next to Conri Lane during the award ceremony for the tournament winner. He couldn’t think on a single reason as to why this Zex person would want to see him. He hadn’t made it far during the tournament and had been eliminated in brutal fashion so it couldn’t have possibly been that. He was at a loss. But the prodigy of the Muzai did arrive on time as requested to the exquisite alien palace. Kurosanai had only been to a single palace before this which was back on Earth when he had his little visit with the Fuhrer-King and his pain in the ass advisor alongside Izanami. The palace was done in a very old regal style and it was nice but it was far from Kurosanai’s taste. This palace on the other hand was a far from anything he had ever seen before. The best way to describe what the prodigy of Muzai was seeing was a twist between Gothic, contemporary and what he could only describe as alien. At the door he had been greeted by a few servants who offered to take his coat but seeing as how that was really the only thing that was covering his torso outside of his bandages that he always wore he opted to keep the jacket.
Inside stood three men who were actually all familiar with Kurosanai. The first was the green stretchy man, he believed they were called Namekians, Banduk. He had had limited exposure to this man with his training session with Azazel but outside of that he had never actually run into him or gotten to know him better. The next was the Icejin that had beaten him soundly during the round of sixteen of the tournament, Frigid. The Icejin though from what Kurosanai could see was worse for wear than the last time he had seen him. Given the sensitivity to light and the hand on the head he could only assume that the Icejin had too much fun the night before. Which was quite amusing the prodigy of the Muzai. The third and final person that was standing in the room was actually the only person that he knew at decent length, the flamboyant blue haired Saiyan from Earth and now champion of the tournament, Conri Lane. Without much thought for social graces Kurosanai marched over to the champion and gave him a slap on the back.
“Conri! I am so happy I get to see you man before we headed off back to Earth or wherever you were headed. I wanted to congratulate you on the win. What a match! Easily one of the best of the tournament!” Kurosanai proclaimed with a large smile on his face. He then turned to Frigid who probably would not be the happiest with the rather loud proclamation. “Frigid same goes to you. Magnificent fight. We will still need to have that little rematch of ours at some point with me at one hundred percent.” Then turning to Banduk, “And not to forget my jolly green acquaintance Banduk, great to see you as well.”
Kurosanai’s excitement was permeating out of his very being. It was one of his flaws he was not very good at containing his pent up happy energy. “So did three of you get invites as well to this little shindig?”
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Post by Conri Lane on Oct 6, 2013 21:26:22 GMT -5
Being recognized as the champion was a bit amusing, he supposed he should get used to that now. "No need for that, I'm just another regular person. Everyone fought equally hard, luck just happened to be on my side," he didn't like being boastful or arrogant. He figured doing such would just insult the others that he had defeated on his way to the top. Especially Ninjin, who had been the stronger of the two when they had first fought in the tournament. He was stronger now, but only by a little bit, so it still wouldn't be a clear cut victory if they had another battle like that.
He appreciated the sentiment though, and was about to say something when another familiar face entered the room. Frigid the Icejin that had not only been in the final round against him, and also the party afterward. That had been a rather crazy evening, and not that it was a bad thing either, he just wished he could have drank more. He hadn't been fully healed up after everything, just enough to get him walking around and with no marks. He chuckled lightly at Frigid, "Still recovering from all that fun, eh?" While he was teasing, he kept his voice low, hangovers could be a bitch when there were sudden loud noises. This was starting to turn into an interesting gathering of forces here, they each had been in the tournament. There was one extra thing about them that he noted, which was that all three at this point were of a different race as well.
The last person to come through the doors was Kurosanai, the guy that he'd fought with in the Gamma Slums. Scratching at his cheek a bit, his curiosity had been piqued to say the least, given the circumstances. "Good to see you as well, Kurosanai! It seems we've got quite the gathering of people here," he chuckled, wondering if anyone else might be showing up. From what he could gather, this didn't just seem to be a random bringing together of people. Of course, he could be wrong on that note, but it was still something that struck him as odd.
"Well, I guess we're just waiting on our host for the evening now," he sat back sipping some more of his water. He wouldn't mind waiting a while more for Zex to show up, this was a rather nice waiting area. The seats were comfortable and the refreshments were pretty good as well, so it wasn't like they were that bad off waiting.
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Post by Prometheus Zex on Oct 7, 2013 21:18:19 GMT -5
Prometheus had waited until all four of the individuals he had invited arrived. Resting in his room the alien Lord had simply sat and felt for their power signatures. At first he thought only Conri and Banduk were going to show, but then the Icejin and human had arrived. Smiling at the showing he rose from his chair motioning for Wrath to come with him. Having watched them all in the tournament he knew that all four of them were not to be taken lightly, and Wrath had been told to keep his eyes open. Zex trusted that none of them would actually try anything against him in his own home for he saw no reason for any of his guests to benefit from such actions. Still Wrath always accompanied his brother, no matter how safe the Lord felt. He was no coward, but Zex was the brains of the par, Wrath quite obviously the brawn.
Heading down the hall that eventually led to the guest room they had been gathering in the Lord was approached by a servant, a glass of red wine handed to him. Waving the servant off after that the alien continued on, wondering how this little dinner was going to pan out. He knew how he wanted to go, but had no delusions that he was going to be forcing any of them to do anything they did not wish to do. Rounding the corner Zex would enter at the back of the room, a wide smile on his face. As always Wrath lumbered in behind him, no drink in his hand as he moves past his brother to lean against the wall.
”Greetings everyone, I am glad that you could all make it on such short notice. I apologize that I wasn’t able to come and invite you all in person, but I have been quite busy these past days.” Taking a sip of his wine Zex strolls towards the center of the room, wanting all four of them to be able to hear him clearly and address him with ease. The meal was not ready yet so they group had some time to converse.
”So, how are you all faring now that the tournament is officially over? I hope Alpha Prime has proven to be a place of wonder and enjoyment for all of you, it is much more than the slum so many vicious rumors paint it to be.” Prometheus slowly turns as he speaks, wanting to get a look at all of them as to not insult any of them. The question was not meant to be idle banter; he truly did care about their opinions of his home. After all he had spent many years building what they saw before them. The general consensus from the public was that the place provided all kinds of entertainment and had hosted quite a wonderful tournament. While the Lord cared for the opinions of the masses he cared more for the opinions of the more powerful individuals that now stood around him.
The larger of the brothers just relaxes against the wall, seeming rather comfortable and content with not speaking. Wrath never spoke much; he found it usually wasn’t worth his time when Prometheus was around. For most of his life the large alien had taken what he wanted with his strength, but to his credit he did act more civil with Zex around, the older of the brothers always making sure to keep him in check.
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Post by Prometheus Zex on Oct 9, 2013 19:53:54 GMT -5
Posting Order:
Zex Banduk Frigid Kuro Conri
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Post by Banduk Gundu on Oct 10, 2013 21:32:19 GMT -5
Banduk smiled a little at Conri's response. Banduk didn't see anything wrong with being proud of oneself, but the Galactic Champion obviously made an effort to be respectful in receiving Banduk's compliment. Still, Banduk wasn't the kind of person who attributed such hard-earned victories to good luck alone. While Conri was definitely fortunate in many regards, he earned his victory fair and square. There were no shortcuts to victory, as the Namekian Warriors were raised to believe, and only superior skill would win you a battle. "There is no such thing as 'luck' in combat, friend. Take pride in your victory, you've earned it." the green Warrior offered with a shallow nod. Saying that there was no such thing as luck was more of a proverb than a fact, but Banduk stuck close to the idea nonetheless.
Shortly after he responded to Conri, the Icejin himself entered the room, seeming... Ill. It took only a few seconds for Banduk to realize what Frigid's problem was, making him sigh quietly to himself. Moments like this reminded him why he abstained from alcohol. "I don't think he's recovering very well..." Banduk said along with Conri, scratching his head a little. To be honest, Banduk saw such behavior as a disgrace, but he wouldn't judge the Icer based on his own moral standings. Icejin culture obviously had its differences from Banduk's clan.
Not long after observing Frigid for a short moment, another familiar face appeared. Kurosanai, the young man Banduk had met in the arena's gym. Kurosanai's greeting was just as random and spastic as the human himself, but Banduk only chuckled. "Kurosanai." he said plainly, nodding as a return greeting. "I wouldn't have thought this many contenders would be invited to such an event. I'm curious to know what Zex wishes to talk about." the Namekian pondered aloud.
It wasn't long until Zex made his presence known, greeting the guests politely and exchanging a few pleasantries. Banduk only sipped on his water, and was the first to speak up in response to the alien lord's words. "Think nothing of it." Banduk said in response to Zex's apology, assuring the man that there was no harm done. "I've enjoyed my stay. Thank you for the accommodations." Banduk said plainly, feeling no need to speak further. He was quite curious to see what this was all about, so any small talk seemed rather unattractive to him for the time being.
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Post by Frigid on Oct 11, 2013 23:58:17 GMT -5
Frigid would only grunt in response to both Kurosanai and Conri. Though he considered both his friends, the hangover he was suffering from was bringing a much more unsocial side to him. Had it not been for his drunken promise, he wouldn't have even showed up to the dinner party.
Finally, the man of the hour stepped into the room. He started off with an apology the he hadn't been the one to personally invite everyone. It seemed that there were little hard feelings about that. It was simply an honor for Zex to have invited them at all. He then asked how each of them was fairing, the tournament having came officially to an end only a day or so ago.
Banduk was the first to reply, thanking the man for his accommodations. Having been born on the Collective, Frigid hadn't been offered such accommodations. He had his own place not far from the arena, and had much rather stayed there anyway. This was also the reason at first he only let out a light grumble. But after sipping from his cup of coffee, he spoke, "As you know, I have been on the Collective my whole life. Most the 'rumors' you speak of, I was shielded from inside the kingdom. However from day one of this tournament, I saw this place all in a new light. Some bad, but most good."
Taking a sip from his cup again, he stood and bowed politely, "I must apologize to you all, for my state here. It is true that perhaps some of the 'bad' was brought out in me last night. I started the night unaware of just how much there was to celebrate."
Smiling lightly, Frigid would slump back into the couch, place his cup to the table beside him, and cover his face with a hand, "However, Zex, I would like to be the first to thank you for setting the whole tournament up. Without you, I would not have met any of my new friend, most of which are standing in this room. I would not have realized just how I had wasted my life being confined to that kingdom. And most importantly, I would have never realized my potential. The last being something I am sure each and every competitor can agree."
Letting out a laugh, the Icejin would slink further into the couch, "Now that that has been said, please excuse me if I remain a whisper for the rest of this honorable event. I believe I am still working the alcohol out of my system and would hate to make a fool of myself."
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Post by Kurosanai Muzai on Oct 17, 2013 0:07:24 GMT -5
The mysterious leader of the tournament was much stranger in person than Kurosanai had originally anticipated . He had seen distance glances of him off in the distance as he watched the tournament but never up close. The best view he had received was in the crowning ceremony of Conri as the galactic champion. Never had he expected to be invited to the palace of the leader of Alpha Prime. Izanami would be thrilled by the news of the event and would no doubt push him to figure out a way to help build the Muzai name even if it was off world. She said that opportunity often displayed itself in strange places and to never discount it due to its appearance.
“I have had a chance to explore a great chunk of your domain…err…I mean space station or whatever you call it hear. It was definitely an interesting time,” Kurosanai stated as he thought on the various times he was chased through the streets on the Gamma Slums or when he was insulted by various species of aliens for accidently bumping into them on Alpha Prime. “I am happy I was able to join the tournament and display my fighting skills for the entire galaxy to see. I wanted to show that the Muzai are still relevant and still powerful. And I can only hope that my two fights were able to portray that image,” the prodigy of the Muzai energetically added. The truth though was that he still did not remember most of his fight with Adrien La’Moore and despite watching the footage of the actual fight something didn’t add up. His fighting style was different from anything that he had displayed in his other fights and the way he talked scared him even greater. Then with the entire situation being summed up by the fact that he was now being plagued with rather bad migraines since that fight.
His fight with Frigid, who sat so very closely by hung over from a much too memorable night, proved his endurance of the Muzai in the eyes of everything. Icejin were considered some of the most fearsome creatures to walk on any planet during the modern era and Kurosanai was able to fight relatively on par with one for a short time before previous injuries forced him into an unwinnable situation. His eyes quickly shifted to Frigid; even though they may act as comrades the need to fight again would burn brightly in the young Muzai. He wanted to prove that the first loss was due only because of injuries and nothing else. But that time would no doubt come he only had to be patient and continue to grow as a fighter.
Suddenly a loud rumble echoed throughout the room. Kurosanai’s face burned rather brightly as he placed his hands on his abdomen and shook his head in disbelief. “Sorry about that. I haven’t had the chance to eat yet today and apparently my stomach is going to make a fuss about it.” Kuro said in a hushed tone as he bowed his out of the lack of social manners.
(Sorry about the wait guys. Between school, going away for the weekend and getting sick I fell behind.)
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Post by Conri Lane on Oct 17, 2013 16:15:51 GMT -5
"Oh, I am proud, but I don't feel the need to be arrogant about it. As for the other part, well, we'll have to agree to disagree on that aspect of it," he didn't want to get into a big argument or debate over it. Everyone had their own beliefs on things, and there was no point in trying to change either view on the matter, they had been raised differently. That's all that it boiled down to really, and neither was likely to have their own view changed so readily. He wasn't one to go about bashing other people's beliefs anyways, unless it was something that was really screwed up and just should not be continued in any fashion. That wasn't the case here though, so he wouldn't say anything else on the subject, and would just let it drop.
Looking over Frigid, he seemed to be having a bit of a tough time recovering from their little celebration party after the finals. Not that he could blame him, the drinking he and Ninjin did was probably enough to drown a small village in alcohol. He'd probably be there right along with them if it hadn't been for the wounds in his mouth making it a pain to drink anything like that too much. A small thing in his favor that night, he would try to not do too much to mess with the Icejin today so he could recover quicker, being hungover was not pleasant at all.
Then the leader of Alpha Prime and their host for the evening had entered the room to greet them, "Thank you for inviting me." He nodded his head respectfully to Zex, returning the politeness he was being shown, it was the same he would do with being invited into anyone's home. Still, he was curious about a few things about the dinner already, he supposed he could just ask directly even though he wasn't quite sure about the reaction it would get. Then again, he didn't think it was such a big issue either, so he would just ask and get it out of the way.
"I have enjoyed my time on Alpha Prime for the most part, it has some interesting sights to it," he offered, granted, there were some things that he didn't like about it either. Though that wasn't directly related to Alpha Prime, but rather the Omega Collective as a whole and he wasn't sure if that fell under Zex's authority or not. "Although, I do have a question. Was it just coincidence that you invited a member of the most of the races to this dinner?" he was just curious, it was an observation he'd made, but wasn't sure if it was purposeful or not. Saiyan, Human, Namekian, and Icejin all gathered together for a dinner party, which wasn't a bad thing to say the least; it just struck the Half-Saiyan as something to notice.
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Post by Prometheus Zex on Oct 17, 2013 22:02:47 GMT -5
As expected all four of the fighters he had invited were polite and respectful towards him, he was the Lord of Alpha Prime after all, as well as their host. Prometheus was not one to demand such respect at every turn, but he was always willing to accept it, especially from those that truly mattered. Sipping his wine the alien smiles and nods at them each as they thank him, all but Banduk outright admitting they have enjoyed their time here and in the tournament. So far Zex felt the little meeting was off to a good start, they all seemed rather relaxed even if one of them was trying to recover from a hung over.
”Well I do hope you enjoyed yourself last night Frigid, for you may not have won, but there was plenty to celebrate. That goes for the…” Prometheus is cut off by a sudden grumbling from the Muzai’s stomach, the alien looking over to the energetic human for a moment before continuing. ”That goes for the rest of you as well, I would like you to see Alpha Prime as a second home in a sense, a place you are always welcome. I am not expecting you to pack up and move here, I just mean that if accommodations are ever needed all you need do is let me know.”
“As for your question Conri I can assure you the diversity you see here is merely coincidence. When it comes down to it the only reason you are all here is because as individuals you all stood out to me during the tournament.” Lifting his small glass of wine to his lips Zex takes another sip of the fine vintage, glancing back to Wrath just to make sure he was still there before returning his attention to the four before him.
”Now, I know you are all rather curious as to why I invited you here and specifically you four. If you would join me for a nice meal I will explain everything. I always find one thinks more clearly when he has a stomach full of food…or water if that is your preference. Besides, I am not sure that Kurosanai will last much longer if he does not get his hands on some food.”
Smiling at them Prometheus then turns, leading them from the guest room, down a short hall and into a large dining room. Set around the table were six chairs, one with a larger opening at the back so that an Icejin could comfortably sit with his tail behind him. Motioning to the table Zex would smile again. ”Please, take a seat, food will be out shortly.”
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