Post by Oboe on Jan 30, 2020 19:32:02 GMT -6
He'd hoped the freezing cold and solitude of the Yunzabit Heights would distract him from all the severities occuring on Planet Earth. Standing within the center of a snow-storm, Oboe - Guru of Namek - Raged internally at what had just happened. His hand gripped the Four-Star Ball tightly as he cursed into the sky his ignorance of Vocado's evil spirit. Whether it was due to his actions on Namek or he was always this way, Oboe felt responsible for what was happening right now on Earth. If he'd just detected it a bit sooner, if he'd just sensed it...instead of trusting him blindly in the hopes the Saiyans were his allies, maybe Tarch would be Alive. Carro would be safe. There was nothing more he could do or say to make this situation better but try to recover the Dragon Balls with Chime.
There was much about the recent encounter with Vocado that had him disturbed. His words, on how Namekians deserved to be subjugated, had left a chill down his spine. it hadn't been too long ago since his people had been ruled by the Mazoku. Such thoughts caused great duress and made him fear for the safety of his people. Was it smart to leave them to the defense of the tuffles instead of his own? He had to hope, right now, that if he stayed the course he'd be able to help the younger Namekian in his journey to protect Earth, but he knew that the Brothers - Xander and Xanathar - also required him. What's more, he'd hoped the Shinjin he'd met on the battlefield would show up soon too.
Everything was going out of Sorts....it was all losing control too fast.
There was much about the recent encounter with Vocado that had him disturbed. His words, on how Namekians deserved to be subjugated, had left a chill down his spine. it hadn't been too long ago since his people had been ruled by the Mazoku. Such thoughts caused great duress and made him fear for the safety of his people. Was it smart to leave them to the defense of the tuffles instead of his own? He had to hope, right now, that if he stayed the course he'd be able to help the younger Namekian in his journey to protect Earth, but he knew that the Brothers - Xander and Xanathar - also required him. What's more, he'd hoped the Shinjin he'd met on the battlefield would show up soon too.
Everything was going out of Sorts....it was all losing control too fast.
