Strike a Pose | OPEN TO SK Oct 6, 2018 7:10:34 GMT -6
Post by Chamil on Oct 6, 2018 7:10:34 GMT -6
STRIKE A POSE
CHAMIL'S PL: 64,000
--CRAACK--It had been wise to lock off the room Chamil had been placed by Ramen and Mumbo to heal in. The glass containing the demon began to crack as ki began to lace her form, eyes snapping open with rejuvenated strength. A fist lurched forwards and burst through the glass, a torrent of the healing liquid sliding out! The door was lobbed off it's hinges as alarms sounded, a slumped, horned figure visible between the red flashes of light in the dark medical chambers. Yellow eyes darted around, bare feet tapping against the soggy ground. Chamil knew what had happened- what she had been told. Perhaps now it was time to get some answers, and know the truth about this Boreal she was supposed to be following...
Mumbo had texted Chamil, evidenced by her jingling pager on the table nearby... He was gonna be late to meet? She raised a brow, tapping away at the little device. --yea. u want me to pick up some fries from spaceys also?-- She responded before sliding it into her pocket, leaving it on vibrate for now. Puffing out her chest and sucking in a breath, the demon stood in front of the exit door to the medical bay... The Stargoon code always demanded the most dramatic of entries, and she could hear some mumbling and fumbling outside, likely from some saiyans who heard the alarm she cued.
A foot was swift to kick yet another door down, raised high in the air. The dust settled around the exit to reveal the demonic goat in all her glory, even though a faint smell of wet... well, wet goat persisted. Her hair still drooped down and her body seemed thinner than usual without her fur in it's usual state, but that didn't stop her glare from silencing some snickering saiyan mooks. "...So, wonderful weather today, huh?" She lowered her foot, which was still raised high. Her armor had been shed for a simple black jumpsuit that usually lied beneath her Goon clothes. "I'm not gonna kill you lot. Just get me someone I can... ask something to." Shaking her head to get her drooping tuft of hair out of her head, the demon strutted forwards while wringing out one of her damp ears, glancing about as many of the saiyans continued to eye their enemy, who was apparently taking a nice healing nap right in their home base...
This thread is open namely to Saiyan Kingdom folk, but others can DM me if they want in also.
I'd like to avoid a fight at least for the first couple posting rounds, if possible!