Post by Silvestra Taxo on Jun 27, 2013 0:52:14 GMT
This was, unfortunately, but luckily at the same time of some sort, Junyoska's hometown, Rad City. Again, the city that is feared by almost every human. The city where it holds the highest ranked elites yet. The city where it's brutal, and no escape out of the clutches of the Saiyans. And most importantly, the city that is owned by the king himself that rules, or ruled this empire, King Raditz. Statues everywhere of this once called king to show how much the saiyans were loyal to this king, to show how much the humans should be frightened by the saiyans, and last but not least, to show that the saiyan are officially the dominants of this planet, the rulers of once known as the planet that was neutral, the planet that once held both good and evil, Earth. This female saiyan on the other hand, didn't approve of this... or at least... wouldn't fall for any side, of course.
Junnie was a neutral little girl. Not little, but the point will be made soon. She didn't care for both sides whatsoever. She didn't have an ambition or any intention to stick to one side. A saiyan helping the elites is one thing, but a saiyan helping a human would be eccentric to others, and unbelievable. But, as being someone who takes neither side, she intends to often help both sides by all means. Not because she wanted to, or try to gain trust from others, but because although she can be quite the rebellious type, somewhere in that aloof heart, is a soul, and a need to help out others, no matter what, or who they are. And that, was what Junnie disliked of herself. No matter how hard she wants to kill an enemy, if there's any sympathy involved, like hell Junyoska would be a sucker for it. But who knows? Maybe she might call it crap and get it over with.
Today was a gruesome day, or at least the weather. The gray clouds were puckering up the once blue, bright and clear sky, that somehow to Junyoska, resembled hope of some sort. Hope... a word that was given up on years back for the humans, heh? Light rain started to pour from the gray clouds, as a green-haired female with black goggles, and dark clothing, started to roam along the soon wet streets. Her sword, which was now hers, that had blood on it just a tad bit from her little incident back at the human's settlement. The blade was dragged across the concrete of the sidewalks, making a slight, but however not an irritating, screeching noise made on the ground. The thought of the fact that Junnie made her first kill... and it was with a human, which was no surprise to a saiyan, that's for sure, was just... wowing her away.
Man... my first kill... and it was with a human.. should I even be happy that I got a kill? Why do I all of a sudden feel so.. harmful...? Junyoska thought. Typically like a saiyan, they wouldn't even shed a tear for killing such another creature, and Junnie would think neither a human would do the same as well. But why...? Why does she feel so.. guilty all of a sudden? Was that murder she committed back at the settlement in vain? Did she really murder that male human just for a useless cause? Was that kill really worth it? Stealing one's sword and killing the owner for it? Well, leaving someone gravely injured would be one thing, but as being a saiyan, Junnie gave herself a nefarious ending. Even though her lips were covered by her high-collared jacket, it was obvious that Jun was frowning, leaving away a typical sigh.
The streets were suddenly empty. Most of the time, it would of course, populated. It wouldn't be packed like any distinctive city you'd see everyday, but it wouldn't be empty either. Huh... I wonder where is everybody... the weather isn't really all that bad... yet. The female saiyan making her notion. She, or pretty much everyone who was in this city, knew that the weather could change its state at any moment. This was just a gloomy day for Jun all of a sudden. And the worst part is, the murder Junnie created was recent, basically. She hoped that luckily a human didn't catch her create the murder. Then again, what would they do? They're just humans, right? Is it easy to underestimate almost anyone in this planet now?
Junnie didn't really knew where she was going, at the moment, and the word "home" wasn't in her dictionary either. First a murder that suddenly made Jun guilty, and now remembering the thought of being homeless. Truth be told, she wouldn't really care if she killed anyone. She would just brush it off and call it a day or night. But this murder, for some reason, just gives Junnie's heart an ache. This little thought was bothering the girl so much, the female saiyan slummed herself over to a wall, sitting on the wet concrete. Why's this shit suddenly bothering me..? I'm a saiyan...! Making a murder shouldn't even bother me... especially killing a human! Why is this suddenly all making me feel so guilty..?! This doesn't make any sense! The fool deserved to die... he just... came at me! And self-defense doesn't even consider it to be an excuse... he was looking for trouble... not me! Her little rant began to crumble inside of her thoughts. But, that is when things started to heat up, as a cry for help screeched within the air.
"HELP! SOMEBODY! PLEASE! HELP ME!"
The voice was masculine, of course. Though, Junnie saw no sign of where the voice was coming from, and that was when the voice repeated the same words it cried before. Getting herself together, Jun levitated up in the air, high up to the building tops. Her eyes kept scanning the whole area, trying to figure out where the voice was coming from. And that, was when a male, again a few inches, likely three inches taller than Junnie, pale complex, blonde hair and green eyes, yet with ragged clothes, appeared to be running around the streets. "HELP! SOMEBODY! PLEASE! HELP ME! PLEASE!" He cried once again, as he stopped, taking a look around the ground area. Jun however, who remained quiet, rose an eyebrow. This was definitely a human, but why was he here? And what help did he desperately call for?
A large, bulky saiyan came into the scene, rushing with mighty speed, and punk clothing, coming to the human. By the looks of it, this Saiyan was no elite at all, but perhaps the rebellious type, like Junnie. With a fist made in front of him, by his right palm, rushed to the human's dace, punching him into the face. The human meanwhile, went flying across the streets yards away, slamming into a wall. Blood spewed out of the human's nose and mouth, as he then fell face-flat on the ground. "Well, well!" The saiyan roared, as he then rushed over to the fallen human. Picking the human up by the back scruff with one hand, the saiyan gave in a wicked smile. "Isn't this fun? Me beating the shit out of a human is joy to my heart... and speaking of hearts... do you think yours would survive a little technique I've learned? Wanna check it out?" He questioned, using his other free hand to form a fist, preparing to release another brutal blow to the poor, defenseless human.
Was this.. the end of the poor, human male? After being chased for so long, not being able to get out of the saiyan's sight, was this really the end? "Say goodbye!!-" The saiyan was interrupted when a delay was then formed.
The female saiyan rushed from the gray skies, and to the saiyan, delivering a hard air swift kick to the neck, making the bulky saiyan release the human male to the ground, and for the saiyan to slam himself into a pole. Though, it didn't do much damage to stun him for a while. The female Saiyan only had a few seconds to react. Landing her feet on the ground, she was currently in front of the injured human. Turning her head, and flicking her tail determinedly, she called to the human. "Don't ask questions. Don't speak, don't think, don't even try to anything. Do me a favor, and run." Junyoska then instructed. Her tone was serious. Her tone was added with protectiveness, determination, and more. And her facial expression was also filled with resolution.
The human however, looked dazzled, feared, but at the same time, grateful. "Wh... You're... a saiyan also... but a girl one...!" The boy exclaimed with shock. "And... you're... helping me..?" He questioned. A saiyan helping a human? Well, this is a start. Junnie however, didn't look amused, not one bit. And now wouldn't be the time to act all mordant. "Yeah, yeah. A saiyan helping out a human, what a damn shocker. Are you rather trying to question why I'm trying to save your fucking life, or are you trying to end it yourself? Leave and go find safety. As a matter of fact, leave this town, before your ass gets hollered by a herd of saiyans, and let me tell you, humans like you make news to the elites. So I'll repeat myself again... leave now, and that saiyan won't be the only one creating another murder! " Junnie threatened, already getting pissed by the fact that this human didn't listen to the female saiyan's instructions. Then again, this was a human she was dealing with.
Junnie felt like this was an opportunity. She took a human's life, possibly in vain, but now it looks like she's ready to save one instead for the first time. But going back to the human boy, it looked like he refused to leave his spot. He was just so confused right now. But, it was best for him to not anger this female saiyan any longer. Taking a few steps back, nodding his head slowly,"I won't forget you... for saving me like this.. remember that... I just hope we'd meet again.. just for me to tell you how much I appreciate your heroicness.." Those were his final words given to the female saiyan, as he turned around, running off deeper into the streets, trying to make way for the exit, as Junyoska finally turned back her attention to the saiyan, recovering from his little fall. "Eyo, saiyan!" She called. She then laid her blade on her left shoulder. "I'm gonna give you ten seconds to get up, or we're going to have a little dilemma on our hands." She added.
The Saiyan then got up, as his expression from amused, from beating the crap out of the human, to pissed, after the female saiyan decided to cut in. But, a smirk curled up on the saiyan's lips. "Heheh..." The saiyan chuckled, wiping the little remains of blood dripping from from mouth. "Well, well. Look at you, a girl saiyan boating about. I never knew a female saiyan like you had that much strength. I'm surprised." The saiyan "complimented", but at the same time, taunting. A smile or crack didn't smother on the female saiyan's face, and she doesn't seem to look amused either.
"Well, well. For someone who likes to take steroids, you're pretty easy to take down with one hit." Junyoska returned the tease. The other saiyan then gave a stern, threatening look. It's clear that this saiyan obviously... well.. works out, and of course, pissed off with Junnie's little comment. "You little son of a...!-"
"But, enough smack talk. How 'bout we just settle this in a little more... 'lively manner?" She asked.
Junnie was a neutral little girl. Not little, but the point will be made soon. She didn't care for both sides whatsoever. She didn't have an ambition or any intention to stick to one side. A saiyan helping the elites is one thing, but a saiyan helping a human would be eccentric to others, and unbelievable. But, as being someone who takes neither side, she intends to often help both sides by all means. Not because she wanted to, or try to gain trust from others, but because although she can be quite the rebellious type, somewhere in that aloof heart, is a soul, and a need to help out others, no matter what, or who they are. And that, was what Junnie disliked of herself. No matter how hard she wants to kill an enemy, if there's any sympathy involved, like hell Junyoska would be a sucker for it. But who knows? Maybe she might call it crap and get it over with.
Today was a gruesome day, or at least the weather. The gray clouds were puckering up the once blue, bright and clear sky, that somehow to Junyoska, resembled hope of some sort. Hope... a word that was given up on years back for the humans, heh? Light rain started to pour from the gray clouds, as a green-haired female with black goggles, and dark clothing, started to roam along the soon wet streets. Her sword, which was now hers, that had blood on it just a tad bit from her little incident back at the human's settlement. The blade was dragged across the concrete of the sidewalks, making a slight, but however not an irritating, screeching noise made on the ground. The thought of the fact that Junnie made her first kill... and it was with a human, which was no surprise to a saiyan, that's for sure, was just... wowing her away.
Man... my first kill... and it was with a human.. should I even be happy that I got a kill? Why do I all of a sudden feel so.. harmful...? Junyoska thought. Typically like a saiyan, they wouldn't even shed a tear for killing such another creature, and Junnie would think neither a human would do the same as well. But why...? Why does she feel so.. guilty all of a sudden? Was that murder she committed back at the settlement in vain? Did she really murder that male human just for a useless cause? Was that kill really worth it? Stealing one's sword and killing the owner for it? Well, leaving someone gravely injured would be one thing, but as being a saiyan, Junnie gave herself a nefarious ending. Even though her lips were covered by her high-collared jacket, it was obvious that Jun was frowning, leaving away a typical sigh.
The streets were suddenly empty. Most of the time, it would of course, populated. It wouldn't be packed like any distinctive city you'd see everyday, but it wouldn't be empty either. Huh... I wonder where is everybody... the weather isn't really all that bad... yet. The female saiyan making her notion. She, or pretty much everyone who was in this city, knew that the weather could change its state at any moment. This was just a gloomy day for Jun all of a sudden. And the worst part is, the murder Junnie created was recent, basically. She hoped that luckily a human didn't catch her create the murder. Then again, what would they do? They're just humans, right? Is it easy to underestimate almost anyone in this planet now?
Junnie didn't really knew where she was going, at the moment, and the word "home" wasn't in her dictionary either. First a murder that suddenly made Jun guilty, and now remembering the thought of being homeless. Truth be told, she wouldn't really care if she killed anyone. She would just brush it off and call it a day or night. But this murder, for some reason, just gives Junnie's heart an ache. This little thought was bothering the girl so much, the female saiyan slummed herself over to a wall, sitting on the wet concrete. Why's this shit suddenly bothering me..? I'm a saiyan...! Making a murder shouldn't even bother me... especially killing a human! Why is this suddenly all making me feel so guilty..?! This doesn't make any sense! The fool deserved to die... he just... came at me! And self-defense doesn't even consider it to be an excuse... he was looking for trouble... not me! Her little rant began to crumble inside of her thoughts. But, that is when things started to heat up, as a cry for help screeched within the air.
"HELP! SOMEBODY! PLEASE! HELP ME!"
The voice was masculine, of course. Though, Junnie saw no sign of where the voice was coming from, and that was when the voice repeated the same words it cried before. Getting herself together, Jun levitated up in the air, high up to the building tops. Her eyes kept scanning the whole area, trying to figure out where the voice was coming from. And that, was when a male, again a few inches, likely three inches taller than Junnie, pale complex, blonde hair and green eyes, yet with ragged clothes, appeared to be running around the streets. "HELP! SOMEBODY! PLEASE! HELP ME! PLEASE!" He cried once again, as he stopped, taking a look around the ground area. Jun however, who remained quiet, rose an eyebrow. This was definitely a human, but why was he here? And what help did he desperately call for?
A large, bulky saiyan came into the scene, rushing with mighty speed, and punk clothing, coming to the human. By the looks of it, this Saiyan was no elite at all, but perhaps the rebellious type, like Junnie. With a fist made in front of him, by his right palm, rushed to the human's dace, punching him into the face. The human meanwhile, went flying across the streets yards away, slamming into a wall. Blood spewed out of the human's nose and mouth, as he then fell face-flat on the ground. "Well, well!" The saiyan roared, as he then rushed over to the fallen human. Picking the human up by the back scruff with one hand, the saiyan gave in a wicked smile. "Isn't this fun? Me beating the shit out of a human is joy to my heart... and speaking of hearts... do you think yours would survive a little technique I've learned? Wanna check it out?" He questioned, using his other free hand to form a fist, preparing to release another brutal blow to the poor, defenseless human.
Was this.. the end of the poor, human male? After being chased for so long, not being able to get out of the saiyan's sight, was this really the end? "Say goodbye!!-" The saiyan was interrupted when a delay was then formed.
The female saiyan rushed from the gray skies, and to the saiyan, delivering a hard air swift kick to the neck, making the bulky saiyan release the human male to the ground, and for the saiyan to slam himself into a pole. Though, it didn't do much damage to stun him for a while. The female Saiyan only had a few seconds to react. Landing her feet on the ground, she was currently in front of the injured human. Turning her head, and flicking her tail determinedly, she called to the human. "Don't ask questions. Don't speak, don't think, don't even try to anything. Do me a favor, and run." Junyoska then instructed. Her tone was serious. Her tone was added with protectiveness, determination, and more. And her facial expression was also filled with resolution.
The human however, looked dazzled, feared, but at the same time, grateful. "Wh... You're... a saiyan also... but a girl one...!" The boy exclaimed with shock. "And... you're... helping me..?" He questioned. A saiyan helping a human? Well, this is a start. Junnie however, didn't look amused, not one bit. And now wouldn't be the time to act all mordant. "Yeah, yeah. A saiyan helping out a human, what a damn shocker. Are you rather trying to question why I'm trying to save your fucking life, or are you trying to end it yourself? Leave and go find safety. As a matter of fact, leave this town, before your ass gets hollered by a herd of saiyans, and let me tell you, humans like you make news to the elites. So I'll repeat myself again... leave now, and that saiyan won't be the only one creating another murder! " Junnie threatened, already getting pissed by the fact that this human didn't listen to the female saiyan's instructions. Then again, this was a human she was dealing with.
Junnie felt like this was an opportunity. She took a human's life, possibly in vain, but now it looks like she's ready to save one instead for the first time. But going back to the human boy, it looked like he refused to leave his spot. He was just so confused right now. But, it was best for him to not anger this female saiyan any longer. Taking a few steps back, nodding his head slowly,"I won't forget you... for saving me like this.. remember that... I just hope we'd meet again.. just for me to tell you how much I appreciate your heroicness.." Those were his final words given to the female saiyan, as he turned around, running off deeper into the streets, trying to make way for the exit, as Junyoska finally turned back her attention to the saiyan, recovering from his little fall. "Eyo, saiyan!" She called. She then laid her blade on her left shoulder. "I'm gonna give you ten seconds to get up, or we're going to have a little dilemma on our hands." She added.
The Saiyan then got up, as his expression from amused, from beating the crap out of the human, to pissed, after the female saiyan decided to cut in. But, a smirk curled up on the saiyan's lips. "Heheh..." The saiyan chuckled, wiping the little remains of blood dripping from from mouth. "Well, well. Look at you, a girl saiyan boating about. I never knew a female saiyan like you had that much strength. I'm surprised." The saiyan "complimented", but at the same time, taunting. A smile or crack didn't smother on the female saiyan's face, and she doesn't seem to look amused either.
"Well, well. For someone who likes to take steroids, you're pretty easy to take down with one hit." Junyoska returned the tease. The other saiyan then gave a stern, threatening look. It's clear that this saiyan obviously... well.. works out, and of course, pissed off with Junnie's little comment. "You little son of a...!-"
"But, enough smack talk. How 'bout we just settle this in a little more... 'lively manner?" She asked.
