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Hunger pangs
Who: Vegeta and anyone that wants to approach a pissed-off Saiyan
When: February 15th, early morning
Where: The park
Style: I'll follow
Status: Open~
The curse had been a living hell for Vegeta. Not because of what he turned into, oh no - in fact, as far as he could tell, he hadn't turned into anything different at all. It was the complete lack of easily accessible food that did the Saiyan in. Gone were Vatheon's restaurants with their helpful natives willing to stuff him to his heart's content, and without his scouter he had been wary of attacking any of the monsters roaming the city. He had only eaten once during the curse, and as glorious as the golden sandwich held in the giant's castle had been, he'd quickly burned off most of that energy by flitting about to get away. The ball had done him no good either, the food on the table he approached had mysteriously disappeared.
Naturally, Vegeta had become fed up with the whole situation and just went to the park to hibernate until it was over. He woke up a couple days later, groggy, hungrier than ever, and pissed.
When: February 15th, early morning
Where: The park
Style: I'll follow
Status: Open~
The curse had been a living hell for Vegeta. Not because of what he turned into, oh no - in fact, as far as he could tell, he hadn't turned into anything different at all. It was the complete lack of easily accessible food that did the Saiyan in. Gone were Vatheon's restaurants with their helpful natives willing to stuff him to his heart's content, and without his scouter he had been wary of attacking any of the monsters roaming the city. He had only eaten once during the curse, and as glorious as the golden sandwich held in the giant's castle had been, he'd quickly burned off most of that energy by flitting about to get away. The ball had done him no good either, the food on the table he approached had mysteriously disappeared.
Naturally, Vegeta had become fed up with the whole situation and just went to the park to hibernate until it was over. He woke up a couple days later, groggy, hungrier than ever, and pissed.
in which i tl;dr like a boss
Once he woke up, finally feeling refreshed, Shizuo decided to go for a walk. He smoked, as he usually did during his walks, and took his leisurely time to get to the park. Everything seemed peaceful in the early hour, until he caught sight of Vegeta. Vegeta, who brutally beat him before the curse.
Suddenly, Shizuo realized he hadn't fought anyone since then, and once that thought settled in his mind, he was ready to go. He and Izaya didn't seem to be fighting anymore, and Shizuo needed the opportunity to take out his energy on someone. And though he was very interested in Vegeta, and wanted to know more about him, Shizuo couldn't help the anger that naturally rose to the surface - the indignation at having been beaten previously, and the desire to punch Vegeta right in the face.
Though Shizuo wasn't normally rational in these moments, he was going to try damn hard to keep his head. He had already thought enough about the other fight to realize that tearing things out of the ground would most likely do him no good - that was progress. Now, if only he could be a little more careful - maybe he could get the upper edge. He'd definitely try.
"Hey you!" he yelled, breaking his cigarette in two and stomping it out with his foot. "See your face is pissing me off!" But as he said it, a wide grin spread across Shizuo's face. If nothing else, this would be a fun challenge.
And then I went to read the texts holy shit the cute fff
"Shizuo."
He grinned at the blonde, looking just a little more deranged than the last time they had met. His tail whipped back and forth excitedly before he finally tucked it securely about his waist. Vegeta floated slightly in the air so that he was at eye-level with the other man, allowing him to approach.
"My face makes you angry? I'm surprised that you can see it at all. Humans have such terrible eyesight to begin with, and I did knock you pretty hard last time."
Re: And then I went to read the texts holy shit the cute fff
"I'm angry because you beat me last time. I'm going to beat you this time." Perfectly logical, in Shizuo's opinion. "I'll knock you even harder." Talking - especially when like this - wasn't exactly Shizuo's strong point, but he made do.
And that derangement he saw in Vegeta's demeanor? That was exciting.
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The prince didn't give Shizuo a chance to answer, flying at him (quite literally) with his fist at the ready and aimed for the bartender's face, keeping the rest of his body back with his legs tucked up tightly to protect his torso. Time to give this guy a couple knocks to the head and teach him who he's dealing with. And after that, breakfast time.
Though probably not human. He honestly didn't think it would taste that good.
To bed with me now~
He managed to save his face, but wound up being shoved backwards with the punch, temporarily off balance. Shizuo's mind was a lot clearer than their last fight. Though still not exactly the most rational at planning his moves, he knew he had to pay attention to Vegeta and not fight so blindly. His return was a shove back, to get Vegeta to give him some space, however minor that space might have been, and then to hook a punch toward the side of his body. Shizuo put as much effort as he could into the punch. He knew holding back would be stupid.
Me too, g'night!
If he wanted a fighting partner, he might just have to train one. With that in mind, he decided to stay on the ground for the duration of the fight. He allowed himself to land again. There was simply no way the human could keep up with him if he flew, and he wanted a fight that was stimulating. He didn't wait for Shizuo to regain his balance after the punch he had thrown and ran right back at him with his body hunched over and head pointed forward like a ram, ready to slam right into Shizuo's torso.
Awake!
Though he began this fight with a glimmer of rationality, that hold was beginning to slip into irritation, and then anger. Shizuo couldn't help it; rage fueled his violence, and being knocked to the ground did not help keep that at bay. His goal was to knock Vegeta down, now, whatever it would take, his focus becoming singular. With as much force and rage as he could muster, Shizuo aimed his fist at Vegeta's stomach and moved in for a powerful punch.
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Igsshoig this is so cute. Shizuo needs someone with the patience to teach him a thing or two ;.;
Well, "patience" isn't the right word. He'd mark him off as useless if he didn't take it!
Well giving him the opportunity to begin was pretty nice!
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I HAVE TO GO SEE A MOVIE I'll be back in a couple of hours
See ya!
Back :D
No joke, based on that time you got back right when I went to shower. lol~
Aha timing~
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Because I had to. :B
And while he was walking, he passed Vegeta...who looked strangely familiar.]
You.
[Since no one else was around and Heavy looked right at him, it was obvious who he was referring to.]
You seem familiar. Do I know you?
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...no.
Gah, late again.
No...no, am sure have seen you somewhere before.
I think it was during curse.
Because they simply have to meet~
Ha.
"My, my," he said coolly from where he stood just by a tree. Sure, he looked a bit sketchy, appearing practically out of no where like that, but it was something that Izaya did and really, it was a trick of smoke and mirrors that made people convinced he was a little inhuman. He liked that method of intimidation.
"Someone looks like they had a bad day." His face morphs into an expression of mock concern and he swung out from behind the tree, stumbling 'clumsily' out into the open, his hands settled into his pockets as he stared evenly at the Saiyan. He walked toward him, each step confident but not threatening. He's not picking a fight here. Not yet anyway. He stopped just a few feet from the boiling man and tilted his head to the side.
"I haven't seen you around before. Have a name?"
Hey there Izaya, I've been hittin' on yo boyfriend... literally. ;D
"Vegeta," he said simply. His voice was gruff, befitting his face but not his stature.
Oh well he's just not going to like that at all. Well. Okay maybe he'll be a little amused.
"I'm Orihara Izaya," he announced pleasantly, "It's nice to meet you."
He dropped his hand and leaned forward somewhat. This guy was pretty inhuman and that much was obvious. Maybe it was the whole unnatural rippling of muscles or the gravity-defying hair but Izaya had a hunch and he'd figure he'd poke around a little. It was what he did, after all.
"You're new, aren't you? To Vatheon I mean. You have that pissed off kinda air that some people get when they realize they're stuck here." That and he, you know, knows everyone.
Watching a 5'4" guy toss Shizuo around is the essence of amusing.
"New? Somewhat. Been here a couple weeks. I'm not angry about being stuck here, I'm just hungry." He eyed Izaya carefully. Oh, he was very hungry. Hungry enough that trying human didn't sound like an absolutely abhorrent idea, and this pretty man would likely be tender. But no. No, he shouldn't kill anyone yet.
....I actually snorted. Oh man.
"Hungry?" he echoed. He wasn't an idiot. The food here was flowing and free so Izaya had an instant hunch that Vegeta didn't really fancy sushi or french fries as food. A brow quirked up and he straightened himself up.
"What do you have an appetite for?" he asked bluntly, calmly. Hell, he had met vampires who drank up blood and demons who ate souls. He wasn't about to be shell-shocked by anything.
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"I was asleep for the duration of the curse. At least until the very end. I'm sure that the restaurants are back though. We can go look if you like," he said, eyes flicking back over to the odd man. He'd ask questions later. Right now, he had a feeling it'd be wise to feed this guy.
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Sorry about the little delay!
Vegeta needed some alone time with his steak anyway.
Very understandable.
Shizuo totes gets stronger after his injuries too XD;
Yes. Yes he does. And Izaya totally knows dat. Conversation topic, aw yeah
/short tag~
No regrets.
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He had to get new clothes though after all that. One thing he did miss was being tall. Oh well. It was overrated anyway. He was in his new black and red shirt and matching pants. He left his armor at home. This place seemed relatively harmless when curses weren't about. Oh, and there was one of his kind of friends.
"Hey Vegeta!" Ratchet called out with a wave.
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Thankfully, rationality won over his hunger. People came back to life in this city, and Ratchet would surely hold a grudge if Vegeta ate him. He wasn't too keen on the idea of being sniped by a deadly laser rifle in retaliation.
"Hey."
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"Are you okay? You don't look so good."
gah sorry, missed the notif. I STILL LOVE YOU FUZZY BUDDY!
"Bring me something."
Yay! ^^ I know how that goes.
He returned in a few minutes, zooming up with both arms filled with bags and came to a screeching halt. He held out the bags, filled with junk food, jerky, and anything other instant filling foods he could find...along with more food in his materializer if he needed to give him more.
"Here."
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"You have my thanks."
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"No problem. We space travelers need to stick together, right?"
Agreement is supposedly a word. IS THAT EVEN THE RIGHT TENSE I DON'T EVEN
XD Saiyans make no agreements. XD
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More than you think, Vegeta...
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