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Subject: Explain, somewhat. Author: Raken [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 14:26:58 02/06/03 Thu In reply to: Lashana 's message, "cautious relax" on 13:18:02 02/06/03 Thu He smiled, somewhat more of a smirk, and turned from Lashana, tossing the seringe into the garbage. It truely was the past meeting the present. "Raken, for your first question." His long brown tail curled and uncurled lazily behind him, and he started to look through one of the drawers of the his desk. Many monitors flickered on at his movement, showing about as much of the world as a God would know, and maybe a little more. But he was after all, only mortal, but a Saiya-Jin to boot. "And your second question is my home. Or my mother's rather. But she's disappeared off somewhere...again. So it's mine for now. Hell, I built most of it." The last part was more of an afterthought, said a bit softer than the rest of his answer. Lashana should be at full strength in only a few more moments. "Anyway, now that you're awake, that Crystin chick had something to say. Something about 'Neither your people or hers have an enemy in me, at the moment. Our threats seem greater than that now.' Blah blah shit. I pretty much said I'd prefer her not to be a threat to me at all...I'm guessting the greater threat would be that bastard that took my cousin. Cadilack or something. I only hear his name once." He looked up from the drawer, bringing something out. It looked like a small picture of some kind, very worn looking, as though it was looked at everyday. He sighed softly and put it down on the top of the desk. "Anyway. If you're going to end up going after this Cadilack guy, I want to help. I want to make sure my brother can rest in peace, and at least put my mom's mind at ease. If I die, that's all right. I'll at least know I fucking tried." He turned his eyes back to Lashana. They flittered over her, then looked past her at something behind her. "Plus, he asked for you." His hand raised and pointed toward a tank filled with a yellow liquid, a small black figure floating within. A fox. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]