Post by Russ on Jun 14, 2020 2:29:56 GMT -6
A number of hours have passed since the battle for the fate of the planet, Russé's search for new clothes and satisfying the hunger of his stomach is over. The young adult's new attire is representing the inhabitant's choice of clothing, their sense of taste is not in his style but he'll have to make do with what they have until he is able to return home. For now, Russé will settle for a wetsuit, it's hanging loosely on a chair while the half-saiyan is resting on a moderately comfortable mattress-like substance in this planet's equivalent of a hotel.
Russé's body twist and turn, eyes squinted shut and teeth grinding together, the scene dramatically shifted to darkness, one by one the nice-looking motel room is replaced by a void of onyx, the blue-haired humanoid is standing upright staring at nothing. He's having a nightmare. The pitch-black void of darkness gradually shifted to the battle in Mt Frappe, inside the mountain specifically. Aurora, Suri, Dion, Carro, those two namekians, a child and a saiyan with a prosthetic arm and a leg. They were all present, all of them riddled with angry, frightened and desperate faces, they are looking at him.
Each individual scolded and chastised Russé about him endangering the planet, but wait a minute that wasn't him, it was Kalabas! Come to think of it where IS that ghostly bastard? The youthful adult frantically searched for him and he is nowhere to be found, where did he go? He couldn't have gotten far, how did anyone miss him? Why haven't they search the area for him? They were glaring at him instead and he couldn't understand why. Russé opened his mouth to protest and clear his innocence but nothing came out, in fact there isn't any muscle movement on his face at all. Before he could grasp his inability to talk, clanking footstep sounds forced him to snap his head at the source, the president of the earth is ominously approaching him, a venomous glare represented his intent to murder, a claw slowly moved outward and aimed at his face.
Russé panicked and struggled to move but he couldn't, he is reminded of the time Belle pleaded for the life of her uncle, her request was ignored and he is killed anyway. Now Carro is doing the same to him and he has no idea why, the final chatter Russé heard was that saiyan child pleading for Carro to spare his life, and then an energy wave engulfed the hybrid.
He is dead...
Eyelids quickly fluttered open and his body sat up on the bed, green eyes shrunk in a panic. His lungs pumping out a lot of air rapidly, and his heart raced. Panicked eyes soon turned into curiosity, they scanned around the area and discovered he is still in the hotel. "It was just a dream.." He leaned on his right hand covering his right eye for a moment, he looked at the clock and found out it was afternoon hours, or it may not be the case, assuming clock functions differently here than on earth, long did he slept?
He'll ponder about that later, Russé got out of bed and put some clothes on, he walked out of the door and eventually walked down the hall. In order to lift this lingering feeling clouding his mind and to ensure this nightmare doesn't come back, he needed to find the president. Russé detected his power level and walked over to a door, he began to knock. "Mr President, we need to talk" awaiting for him to open the door.