Kinda cute!? The frustration in Kalabas’ face was evident from the frown of a man who had naught but contempt for the beast that had broken his leg, and its kind. No, the turtles were not cute, but they were majestic, just like the Duke! For his own trouble, the saiyan decided to keep the head, certain that after a good scrub it would look as lavish in death as it did in life. As he flew a couple of feet upward to alleviate the pressure on his rapidly swelling leg, Kalabas kept himself busy trying to fit the trophy and the book in a fine white silk sack, paying little attention to Min as the fool tried and failed to collapse the entire structure.
When the little twerp called Kalabas Kali, thus earning his undying hatred, the fighter was given no time to explain why addressing him with the name of his nanna was just weird. “Serpents do not sting!” was all the noble managed to say before he bit down on the sack to free his hands and release a blast he hoped wasn't too strong.
Crackling with wild, unfocused energy, a sphere three times the size of Kalabas came into being as the ki flowing from his hands took shape. Fired after the Snake's Bite, the gigantic Champagne Supernova hit its mark with a thundering lurch.
The ruins shuddered from the force of the warrior's and their combined blows. Within seconds, the roof gave way, letting meteor-like rubble fall from the sky. Min dodged the larger pieces as best she could, allowing some of the turtles to get squashed in the process. The Martial Artist gave a cocky fist-pump, twirling in the air as she watched another block of rooftop destroy one of her attackers.
"Looks like my idea worked!" She turned to Kalabas, but was surprised to see one of the turtles had leapt up to bite her! She shielded her eyes, but was saved at the last second by another pile of ruins. It smashed the turtle back to earth, and smushed him into jelly. Min almost vomited.
"Right. Looks like this place is starting to come down. Grab all the gold you want and let's bounce!"
She ripped her overshirt off, revealing her black undersuit underneath. Diving like a pelican, the Serpent Student scooped up a sizable pile of Turtle Gold, and flew straight upward. Stray coins fell from the bowl shape she'd made with the shirt in her hands, but it seemed like the majority was kept within her grasp.
"C'mon! Let's get outta here!"
With a burst of Ki, she tore through the sky, flying through a hole in the roof with expert dexterity. As she floated above the ruins, she watched it begin to crumble. Seemed like those blasts had done a number on the structural integrity.
Last Edit: Sept 8, 2018 19:48:03 GMT -6 by Min: fixed some past-tense to non-past-tense...?
Just look at Min, jumping around like some sort of monkey child! Kalabas found it oddly endearing, but not as much as the sight of the pulverised treasure turtles, their shells useless against the blocks of limestone.
As he swirled and twirled through the shrapnel, sometimes kicking particularly menacing rubble into particularly ornamented turtles, he gladly bumped Min’s fist, “Give credit to whom credit is due, rarely does so simple a plan yield so great a result! Most excellent work, human!”
The saiyan quickly averted his eyes upon seeing his comrade tearing her overshirt, mumbling to himself something about how a tapestry could have been folded and used to a marginally better effect. At least he was glad that now he could truly indulge in his greed without having it so thoroughly exploited: Kalabas’ superhuman strength aided him in lifting the treasure turtle that had bit him, who squirmed and groaned helplessly within the waning safety of her shell.
From this little revenge, hoped the saiyan, great riches would be reaped. Butchering the beast was a huge risk, there was a chance that the monster was a female ready to lay hundreds of tiny fabergé eggs… If so, thought Kalabas, one had to be given to Min, as a thank-you-for-not-stabbing-me-in-the-back.
The saiyan followed the human in her retreat, heart heavy as he the ruins crumbled all around him. It was a sad thing, yet another remnant of the past laid to waste, but from the ruins’ ruins something of value could still be learnt, maybe.
As they floated up in the air, watching what they had done, Kalabas sighed. He handed the white silk sack to his companion, in which a severed jade head and the remains of the her grandpa’s book were stored.
“I believe this is yours...”, mumbled the saiyan over the raving of his golden turtle.
Last Edit: Sept 9, 2018 6:42:55 GMT -6 by Kalaboo: English is a cruel mistress...
Well, at least the two of them had survived. Watching the ruins crumble, Min couldn't help but wonder what else they could have found inside. Evil mummys? Dark spirits looking for bodies to possess? There were infinite possibilities, but now they'd never know the truth. Besides, what was the point of all that treasure? If only they could turn back time. Maybe then Min would think of a different way to deal with the gold turtles.
Turning to Kalabas, she awkwardly took the bag, handing him the pile of treasure in return. "You can keep the Gi. I have a spare in my pack." Looking inside the bag, she smiled weakly. At least this old geezer's book wasn't totally destroyed. Maybe she'd find a way to refurbish it.
"Well, as fun as that was, I got some more figurin' out to do about myself and my job as an adventurer. I think we should split up for now. Maybe we'll meet up again someday, though!" Should Kalabas have no qualms, she'd start flying in whatever direction Kalabas didn't. It wasn't that she didn't like him or anything... He was just kinda weird. Hopefully he didn't die, though.
Yes. Not dying. That certainly was a thing Kalabas would appreciate, it meant that he'd live long enough to turn a profit from the turtle whose lifeless head limped to the side. What a pity. Still, the duke looked grateful, sober even, when Min gave him her share of the treasure. Humans sure were alright, at times, but not awfully cunning…
“Farewell, Min of Earth. Best of luck to you, and thanks for all the gold.”
Accompanied by radio crackle sometimes interspaced with some few crisp notes, Kalabas flew into the sunset, leaving behind a golden trail of coins and turtle gore. Skimming over the dunes, the drowsy noble mumbled to himself that he wasn't opposed to Min finding fortune, or whatever she hoped to get from plundering ruins and pretending to be a bandit chief, the cheeky wee minx… If luck would have it, the saiyan and the human would meet again, or not. He didn't really care.
Now, in what ludicrous business ventures should he invest his money on? Maybe the good fellers at Crop Co had the answer.
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